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WHEN: Week 03, 'Kiss the Gift Horse' / Friday, December 23nd, 2008, 4:53 am
WHERE: Professor Askes' classroom
WHO: Sorrows and Theodora!
The kneazel was making its strange little whirring noise as it pittered and pattered around the classroom, looking for lost food, apparently, from the pockets of students.
"There won't be any," chided Sorrows, watching Sum's tail peek up from in between a couple of desks at his friend's voice. "They're gone for the holidays, my love, aren't they? Come here." Like a dog, the beast came, although there was a curious look in its eyes as if it were wondering why on earth it had been called away from its duties of cleaning the classroom floor. Sorrows patted his knee and Sum lept up, rewarded with a pat on the head as Sorrows leaned over to tip some of his tea into the saucer. The cat-like creature started to lick it, its pale little tongue cleaning the small plate.
"There's firewhiskey in there, so don't drink it too fast, my love, aye?" Sum mewled in compliance, but drank as if he were starving anyways. Sorrows laughed and ran a hand through the long, silky grey hair. It was a lazy day without the students around. He had done some calulcations that had struck his interest earlier, but found them to be somehow less invigorating when this little corner of the castle was so quiet. He wanted to go down to supper tonight. Maybe he would, just to hear the voices of other human beings.
WHERE: Professor Askes' classroom
WHO: Sorrows and Theodora!
The kneazel was making its strange little whirring noise as it pittered and pattered around the classroom, looking for lost food, apparently, from the pockets of students.
"There won't be any," chided Sorrows, watching Sum's tail peek up from in between a couple of desks at his friend's voice. "They're gone for the holidays, my love, aren't they? Come here." Like a dog, the beast came, although there was a curious look in its eyes as if it were wondering why on earth it had been called away from its duties of cleaning the classroom floor. Sorrows patted his knee and Sum lept up, rewarded with a pat on the head as Sorrows leaned over to tip some of his tea into the saucer. The cat-like creature started to lick it, its pale little tongue cleaning the small plate.
"There's firewhiskey in there, so don't drink it too fast, my love, aye?" Sum mewled in compliance, but drank as if he were starving anyways. Sorrows laughed and ran a hand through the long, silky grey hair. It was a lazy day without the students around. He had done some calulcations that had struck his interest earlier, but found them to be somehow less invigorating when this little corner of the castle was so quiet. He wanted to go down to supper tonight. Maybe he would, just to hear the voices of other human beings.