Max had not come out of the Salamandrae like the others, so Tobias had taken it upon himself to tell the Headmaster, should there still be a chance of him surviving. His robes brushed along the ground, as he knocked hurridly on the door.
"HEADMASTER TALON! HEADMASTER TALON! Please, hurry! Max went into the Salamandra Mansion, and he never came out!" The Slytherin's voice was frantic. Those acting classes hadworked out well. He couldn't care less about the little runt, but still.bg
The soft pattering of footsteps echoed through the corridor, announcing the arrival of a second guest arriving at the ruby phoenix statue. Stopping before the apparently quite popular piece of the castle's decor that supposedly held the entrance to the headmaster's office, Orifiel stood now before Tobias, regarding him with a gaze that hinted at bored curiosity.
Clothed in a flowing black trench coat, a single white-gloved hand lifting the brim of his hat to reveal his face, currently lit by a small yet vaguely friendly smile. He towered over the student, besting his height by at least several feet, casting an imposing and almost threatening shadow over the small boy in the relatively dim torchlight; which generally clashed with his expression to give an overall eerie feeling to most in his presence.
"Now now, let us calm ourselves. No need to be disturbing the peaceful quiet of the school grounds, and even less need to be drawing the good headmaster away from his duties." he said pleasantly, still seeming to gauge the student, as if measuring whether it was even worth it to be meddling himself with his affairs. "If you like, you can alleviate all your problems to your good pal Orifiel. Do tell me what happened calmly, perhaps I can be of help."
"Yes sir." Tobias took a breath, to regain his composure and attitude. Sweat was dripping down his face, as he had run all the way from the Gates. His eyes were darting as usual, taking in his surroundings. It was the teacher he met in the Tower...the one which probably didn't think much of him. It was then that he realised that the teacher was not human. Nephilim?
"Alright, Max went to the Salamandra Mansion, saying that he wanted to be the first to go in, take something, and come out alive, to prove he was there. We tried to stop him, and I even gave him an enchanted stone, which if crushed, would whisk him to Drakborough, but he never came back. I fear for the worst know." It was the truth, he HAD gone in wanting to be the first with Jeremy, and not come out. No lies were told.bg
"Well well now, take a bit of a breather, we don't want to be overexerting our self, now do we?" he said, clamping a shoulder down on the boy's shoulder and turning him from the phoenix statue, attempting to direct his attention away from this very much unnecessary interruption of the headmaster's solitude.
"Now tell me, do you not know that going to that house is strictly prohibited? I am sure it is mentioned over an over again, what might ever compel such a foolish action from such a bunch of little children." he said, although sounded almost cheerful, not at all as if he were reprimanding him.
"Now, isn't running just to be considered a bit cowardly? After all, if you had hung together as a group, this might not have happened; perhaps you could have even saved him. I thus must assume blame falls to you, unless you have some great argument against this. I have to admit I am usually right in my assumptions, although I try to make very few."
Teagan Offline: This board is full of nostalgia.
Aug 22, 2020 8:39:09 GMT -5
Missing the old MH: gotta say missing when MH and all that was around.
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Willow_lazy: why tf are there 400 posts about adidas
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Azrael: I'm not hard to find, since I'm the only one there who goes by "Azzy", I'm pretty sure. XD
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Azrael: Dunno if anyone still pops by here from time to time, but if any of you mofos do and still feel like gettin' yo nerd on, I've been hanging around this here place a bunch recently: www.roleplayerguild.com/
Feb 10, 2018 16:44:10 GMT -5
Azrael: hold onto your pantaloons
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