The Teacher's Pet (DrMurdockKawfi and Decrepitdan)
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				Title: <strong>The Teacher's Pet (DrMurdockKawfi and Decrepitdan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 09:30:52</strong>
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				The professor was nearly ten minutes late on that first day to&nbsp; class. When she came in, the light mumble of talking students died down. She just had this air about her that kept students quiet without fuss. She was carrying a pile of binders, with a human skull perched on top of them. Sven wore all black- a black dress that hugged her figure, her black hair tied up in a bun behind her head. <br>Her fingernails were long and painted a classic red.<br><br>She set down her pile of binders and walked to the windows. Methodically, she twisted the blinds closed, going down the line of windows one by one. <br>When she had finished, she made her back up to the front of the room, and then started to pace. "I am Doctor Sven Ofgood." She said, picking up the skull on her desk and starting to pace. "Dis is Getchen." She looked over the room, letting the names sink in. Her dramatic pauses had a rather spooky effect, aided by her thick German accent. <br><br>She continued, moving to the board. "Velcome to Anatomy and Physiology." She said. "In dis class, ve vill learn about the human body." she said, "Its inner vorkings," She lifted the skull, Gretchen, to eye level, "Its structure." She looked back over the class again. Her eyes were a deep brown, almost black. "I do not tolerate distractions in my classroom." she warned them. "If I ask you to leave, you will not be welcome back in. Ever." <br>Her eyes fell on a young woman in the first row, and she met her gaze for a moment before turning to the board. <br>"Ve vill begin with the skeletal system." she said, beginning to write down the page numbers. She didn't seem to be in a hurry with anything, a nice contrast to most professors in the school. <br><br>In fact most of the professors stayed away from her, a little intimidated by her demeanor. She was distant, and strict with her students and anyone inferior to her. She expected no less than the fullest attention when she spoke, even form her peers. Her wrath was a quiet one, a kind of dark mirth that bubbled quietly just below the surface. No one questioned her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Teacher's Pet (DrMurdockKawfi and Decrepitdan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Decrepitdan</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 10:06:56</strong>
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				Atela Hauptmann arrived conspicuously early for anatomy class, as was her habit in all of her classes. That of course, ended up being irrelevant because the professor wasn't there to notice such efforts on her part. Since she was so early however, she took a seat in the front row, stretching her long form out in the always uncomfortable chairs allotted to students and promptly made a pillow out of her books to take a cat nap. <br><br>When the rest of the students arrived, they shook her from her short nap somehow, even though she'd always been a heavy sleeper. Somehow, she'd drooled a bit on the cover to her Thermodynamics textbook- and she quickly covered the spot up with another book, timidly gazing around in embarrassment as the snow white skin of her cheeks reddened to see if anyone had noticed. Luckily, it didn't appear that anyone had. <br><br>When the professor did arrive, it didn't take much to realize that she was certainly a character in and of herself. She seemed to be very theatric with her movements, and the carrying of a skull didn't help put that thought in the back of Atela's mind at all. The professor, Sven, had a very thick Germanic accent. It made Atela immediately sit forward in her chair, as if struck by some odd social thunderbolt. <br><br>She blushed immediately when the teachers eyes fell upon her just after she sat forward. She'd come to class to get noticed, but perhaps that wasn't such a good idea with this teacher...Atela quickly averted her gaze to the floor, like a good submissive student would be expected to do when caught directly in the eyes of a new professor, but Atela's cheeks reddenned uncontrollably, made even worse by the fact that her embarrassment furthered said embarrassment. <br><br>Once the teacher had turned away and begun her lesson, and Atela had sufficiently recovered from her embarrassment, she allowed herself to look back to the front of the room. No matter what she did however, Atela's eyes locked on Sven's legs. Something about the black dress and how it hugged her professors form pulled her eyes there no matter what she did, which was odd - because she usually didn't find that many women attractive...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Teacher's Pet (DrMurdockKawfi and Decrepitdan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 20:13:10</strong>
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				Sven finished writing up her page numbers, then picked up her skull. She stroked it as she gazed around the room. "Open your books and begin the reating." She told them, "In half an hour, ve vill review vat you haf read." She told them. <br>She started to pace again, carrying the skull. Since she didn't have any papers to grade this early in the class, she just observed her students in their studying. <br><br>After a few minutes, she passed out a worksheet as homework. It was very dense, with tiny writing and two sides. <br>She set the skull on top of Atela's textbook as she counted out the number of people in her row. <br>"Take the paper and pass it back." She said, handing her the stack. <br><br>Up close, it was suddenly very clear that Gretchen was a real human skull. She didn't have the mold lines of the plastic kind, nor the hinges that held the cap of the skull on. She was solid. <br>Because of the angle of the textbook, the skull was tilted back so that its empty sockets stared right into Aleta's eyes. <br>Sven left the skull there as she moved to the next row and continued to pass out the papers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Teacher's Pet (DrMurdockKawfi and Decrepitdan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Decrepitdan</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 06:56:46</strong>
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				Atela was quick to open up her book and begin reading when the instructor brought it up, but whenever she could get away with it without being seen doing so, she let her gaze travel back to the professor. Something within her stirred when she saw the woman, in the way that only another's physical presence can stir an individual. She had a silent menace to her, and though that probably deterred others from being overly interested, Atela simply found herself wondering why...<br><br>After a while, the professor started handing out some sort of worksheet. From the brief glance Atela got at it as she handed the stack of papers back to the next person in her row, it was just your average worksheet - if a bit thick with text. She didn't have much time to study the worksheet however, because a second glance at the skull convinced her that it really was a real human skull! <br><br>She'd heard of individuals carrying real skulls before, after all, who hadn't read MacBeth? It was a decidedly strange thing to carry along with ones self, but it was surely something she did by design. It likely intimidated a great deal of students, probably other professors too. If nothing else, it was certainly a conversation piece. <br><br>Though Atela wondered a bit about 'Gretchen,' she refused to let the overt gesture by the professor bother her, as she assumed was the instructor's design. No, she wasn't one to scare easily - at least in your every day situations, and she decided to prove that point, she would simply begin to study the worksheet that still resided in her hand, as if the skull wasn't even there.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Teacher's Pet (DrMurdockKawfi and Decrepitdan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 07:39:42</strong>
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				"This is tonight's homevork." She told them. "I expect it to be done and passed in at the beginning of class." She told them. <br>"You may vork on it now." She watched Atela working around the skull, and smirked slightly to herself. <br>"I see you like Gretchen." she noted, picking up the bone. "She vould haff liked you too." she said, "She liked eferyone." <br><br>Several students seemed very disgruntled that this skull seemed to belong to someone Sven had known. That was the way the professor wanted it, too. She went back to her desks, leaving most of her students looking very worried. There, she sat down and crossed her legs. <br>Her dress rode up slightly, exposing the lower part of her thigh to Atela, though it was entirely accidental. <br><br>The woman's creamy white skin was very pretty, and unmarred, even by bruises. She could have been a model, if she wanted. <br>Sven had her nose in the book, for now working on outlining her next lecture. As she'd been late, she didn't have enough time to lecture on it today. <br>But she would tomorrow. <br>After several minutes of total silence, class concluded. Sven remained seated at her desk, just working. <br><br>Her office was right behind the classroom, and she didn't have much to do other than sit here.
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