Post by Chloe Vablatsky on Aug 31, 2009 16:11:35 GMT -5
The sun was setting low on the horizon as Chloe was closing the curtains in her classroom. Golden curtains shut, only barely holding out the light from outdoors. She smiled and stroked the cloth before turning away and snapping her fingers to turn on the lights in her room. Grey eyes glanced up at the diamonds she had place on the ceiling against black forming the night sky with all the constellations. Each gem shimmered in the light which came from candles along the walls, and two candlesticks placed on her desk. Normally Chloe would be closing down the classroom but she had offered private lessons to those who asked and she did have a boy who was interested.
Whether or not he was interested in actually learning the subtler arts of Divinations or just interested in her was still to be seen, though the Professor didn’t care much what the reason was.
Her clothing wasn’t as nice as it had been when she taught her class. Nice in the sense she had spared her students on the first day of what her normal wardrobe looked like. Now she wore a white dress with her usual plunging neckline and a pearl pendant that hung just above her breasts. The cloth was cut short, just at her knees to be respectable enough. White heels clicked upon the stone floor, and golden locks fell down about her shoulders in a sleepy tousled fashion. Every curve of her body was accentuated by the cloth, just as she modeled her perfect posture and form with heels and bare skin.
It was going to be time to figure out what Ferris was truly interested in. If he was a student gifted in the Sight or other arts she would have someone to mentor and teach. If he wasn’t, well, he was a man after all.
Chloe walked to the front of her desk, thinking about what she was going to do for her private lesson when she felt the usual tickling she got at the back of her head. “You can come in.” She called in her bell like voice, knowing full well without a knock needed that Ferris had arrived for his lesson. There were some perks to being Sighted, never being surprised was one of them.
Whether or not he was interested in actually learning the subtler arts of Divinations or just interested in her was still to be seen, though the Professor didn’t care much what the reason was.
Her clothing wasn’t as nice as it had been when she taught her class. Nice in the sense she had spared her students on the first day of what her normal wardrobe looked like. Now she wore a white dress with her usual plunging neckline and a pearl pendant that hung just above her breasts. The cloth was cut short, just at her knees to be respectable enough. White heels clicked upon the stone floor, and golden locks fell down about her shoulders in a sleepy tousled fashion. Every curve of her body was accentuated by the cloth, just as she modeled her perfect posture and form with heels and bare skin.
It was going to be time to figure out what Ferris was truly interested in. If he was a student gifted in the Sight or other arts she would have someone to mentor and teach. If he wasn’t, well, he was a man after all.
Chloe walked to the front of her desk, thinking about what she was going to do for her private lesson when she felt the usual tickling she got at the back of her head. “You can come in.” She called in her bell like voice, knowing full well without a knock needed that Ferris had arrived for his lesson. There were some perks to being Sighted, never being surprised was one of them.