Pass It Down
Name(s): Iroh and ANYONE [Open]
Location: Ancient Runes Classroom
Week: 44
Time: Friday Evening
Rating: G-PG (In case of language)
As he floated around to survey how everything was set up, he smiled as though he had seen an old friend. Iroh knew that there was a lot of turmoil around the school following the masquerade. A lot of feelings were hurt, and Iroh felt it was his obligation to at least find some way of helping or, in the case of the tea-brewing exercises, provide some distraction. Although he certainly missed the ability to find relief from stress in a cup, he felt more relief knowing someone would feel better.
As the moogles filed out, he noticed the glow of the fireplace and the various pots arranged above the embers. He looked over everything and felt as though he had been alive in Hogwarts again. Still, he kept his mind in the present and was able to look to the door in anticipation of helping someone with their worries.
He wished there were something other than desks for the guests to sit in, but his hands were tied in terms of location. "Perhaps I will allow some of my will to go to the school to bring cushioned chairs into...no, that probably would not work," he said with enthusiasm before quashing it with reasonable expectations.
"Oh well," he added with a sigh.
Location: Ancient Runes Classroom
Week: 44
Time: Friday Evening
Rating: G-PG (In case of language)
As he floated around to survey how everything was set up, he smiled as though he had seen an old friend. Iroh knew that there was a lot of turmoil around the school following the masquerade. A lot of feelings were hurt, and Iroh felt it was his obligation to at least find some way of helping or, in the case of the tea-brewing exercises, provide some distraction. Although he certainly missed the ability to find relief from stress in a cup, he felt more relief knowing someone would feel better.
As the moogles filed out, he noticed the glow of the fireplace and the various pots arranged above the embers. He looked over everything and felt as though he had been alive in Hogwarts again. Still, he kept his mind in the present and was able to look to the door in anticipation of helping someone with their worries.
He wished there were something other than desks for the guests to sit in, but his hands were tied in terms of location. "Perhaps I will allow some of my will to go to the school to bring cushioned chairs into...no, that probably would not work," he said with enthusiasm before quashing it with reasonable expectations.
"Oh well," he added with a sigh.