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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2017 0:56:09 GMT -5
"Oi, you little shites, what I say about running the halls?!" The London natives voice rang clearly across the courtyard as the pair of boys skirted around the corner. Any other day she would have thought about apparating after them just to give them what for. But the weather was nice, and she didn't want to waste one of the last good days of October chasing some little shitheads across the campus just to give them detention. She would just catch them later. She knew who they were, and chances were it would happen again. Time would catch up with them. Until then she was going to catch the last rays of sun.
Her coat had long been thrown on the ground next to her as she laid out, her elbows propping her up, on the ledge of a large planter. Meera hadn't been out too long. Nearly a half an hour in the 17 degree weather. But the skin kissed her skin so nicely she debated canceling her later appointments to stay where she was. It had been a while since she had last been to visit family in India. But genetics didn't lie, and the cold of London had never acclimated. She wasn't made for the cold and the dark. But jobs took her where she was needed, and Switzerland happened to have an excellent position open for her. It being her first year there she didn't want to cock it up by complaining about how she would rather be in South America or something. But the thought was always on the back of her mind. A charm kept her office toasty, but the hallways of the school always had that chill she hated.
"You're blocking the sun, mate." Her eyes remained closed as a shadow cast its icy form over her, "I'd suggest you out the way."
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Aristos L. Lethe
Professor
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Sexuality: Bisexual
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Plotter: http://beauregardacademy.boards.net/thread/69/astral-dimensions-vels-plotter
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Alias: Vel
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Post by Aristos L. Lethe on Feb 22, 2017 11:32:46 GMT -5
 ¤ @meera ¤ NOTES
Fifteen days into his first teaching gig, ever, and what did he stumble across? The liaison for the Ministry. Yelling at kids running through the halls, when really it wasn't as though they were pre-teen twats. Yet still Aristos had managed to stop them and shoo them off. It was his goal to hold a completely different persona while at the school. After all the Headmaster was most definitely on his hit-list, as one of those that worked closely with the faceless. Which would soon be a crime come the first of November. How would a teacher know such things? For one, Ari wasn't just a teacher and second off, he lived with Barrett Greyson. For the most part. Not while he was here at school. That was the perk of working undercover. Two paychecks.
Leaning over just in front of the lovely lady he smiled as she snarked up at him. Her accent was thick, and smooth. It had reminded him of home as he glanced over her as she lay in the freezing weather, while still soaking up the rays. "Ah, yea, I sure am aren't I." A smirk played across the undercover Auror's lips as he looked to the woman that he may have met only once or twice in passing. As a teacher, he knew who she was. Considering that the ministry has been cutting off Beauregard from funding and a few teachers have decided to even forgo on a paycheck just so these students would continue to have a place to learn, freely.
"Or what, love? You're going ta' hex me?" Ari grinned again and then moved over to sit on the edge of the planter, propping a cigarette between his lips, and lighting it. Taking in a deep breath of the cancerous substance, he looked her over again before turning away to exhale.
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