Jumping right into this!

[prfctpotions]

Name(s): Szayel Aporro, anyone that bumps into him.
Location: The front foyer
Week: 48
Time: Morning, just after breakfast.
Rating: ...depends on who replies? *BRICKED*

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[urpersonaldemon]

In the midst of a rather mundane morning routine, a bothersome stream of complaints floated toward him, only to be followed by a heavy thud. He sighed, turning toward the source of the noise only to see a walking stack of books. It must have been a student or something as equally thick. To be walking through the Hogwarts Halls blindly, with several precious items in tow, was not the smartest of ideas. He moved toward the man, bending down to pick up not only the glasses, but the hefty bag as well. "Here, let me help you with that. You seem to be overcumbered." He smiled faintly, taking several of the items from him and skillfully balancing them in one hand, while with the other he offered back the glasses.

[prfctpotions]

As items were removed from his stack, a rather irritated face was revealed. Szayel looked the fuzzy individual up and down, not pleased.

"The caretaker, correct?" he replied, not bothering to wait for an answer as he snatched his glasses back. "About time you decided to show yourself. Was no one informed of my arrival?"

[urpersonaldemon]

Smirking, Sebastian took a minute to revel in the escalating misery of the other man. It seemed as though this Professor had been expecting an extravagant party for his arrival, or perhaps just a welcoming committee. Cute. "Why yes, I am the Caretaker." He replied, turning 'round. "I am here to baby the students, sir, not the Professors. You are quite capable on your own, yes." He sneered, walking down the hall and toward the man's Classroom. "I am sure that the Headmaster was informed, and nobody else."

[prfctpotions]

Szayel's eyes narrowed at the man's back, not expecting such snark from a mere servant and not pleased by it.

"Good sir," he began, the words coming out with an incredible amount of sarcasm, "I would at least expect a new professor to receive assistance when they first arrive with their belongings."

[urpersonaldemon]

Sebastian stopped mid stride, turning 'round wearing something resembling a smile. "I am not your servant Professor. I already have a Master. If only you were two years earlier, I could have been yours."

He continued to smile, the gesture splitting his face into two. "I did not have to stop to help you. In any case, perhaps my welcome was a bit harsh." He bit back a sigh, refraining from making a remark about the man's own poor attitude. "I am Sebastian Michaelis, Caretaker. It is a pleasure to meet you Professor Granz."

[prfctpotions]

Szayel had to stop at that, both eyebrows shooting up toward his hairline. He had certainly not referred to the man as a servant out loud, not to mention his own. The response his thoughts earned had him intrigued to learn more, and it quite seemed as if he would be enjoying his time in this school more than he initially suspected... Still he did not press, though his attitude mellowed somewhat.

"A pleasure indeed, Mr. Michaelis..." he murmured in return.

[urpersonaldemon]

He looked on, watching as Szayel took on a rather bewildered expression. It made him smile, to know that that had been enough to shut the man up for but a minute. "Tell me, Professor." He began, a pair of serrated fangs protruding only slightly. "Had you been heading toward your Classroom, .." He started toward the man, still juggling his personal belongings in one hand. "If you are lost, perhaps I can be of some assistance."

[prfctpotions]

Szayel adjusted his glasses, studying this man... if he could be called that. He was starting to wonder now; something about his demenor did not set well with him... it reminded him of his time as an Espada, and how some of those brutes behaved. He cleared his throat as he balanced the remains of his belongings, deciding to be careful for now on in his dealings with this man.

"My personal office, if you would be so kind," he replied. "I much rather get my belongings in order before addressing the issue of my classroom."

[urpersonaldemon]

He felt the cold, and calculating stare from behind. Szayel was watching him, and rather intently. "Is there something wrong, Professor." He idly gazed over one shoulder. "If not then please, follow me. I will show you to your Office. It isn't far from here." Turning back around, Sebastian left for the office. He did not bother to see if were following, but instead kept walking until the office doors were reached. Shifting some of the items in hand, Sebastian opened the door, stepping aside to let the other pass.

[prfctpotions]

Szayel followed of course, far too intrigued now not to. He had taken this position for one very obvious reason; to have already encountered something that would either hinder or help that reason already was rather disconcerting. Was this a blessing in disguise, or something from the Spanish Ministry, sent to keep watch on him...?

Once they arrived at his office, he entered quickly, sure to keep this man in his sight and his back away from him as he looked about the room.

"Adequate," he replied after a moment, nodding to a table. "If you could be so kind."

[urpersonaldemon]

"Mm." Sebastian purred, moving inside the room and over toward the table that Szayel had just designated. He placed all of the items down atop it gently, turning back toward the Professor only to take a small bow.

"Is that all?" He inquired, wafting his brow curiously. He knew that he had put Szayel on edge, but the other did not seem to want to acknowledge that --at least to his face.

"You look a bit tense, Professor. I think a cup of tea would do you some good, .." He trailed off, walking toward the door.

[prfctpotions]

Like hell he would ever be accepting tea from him after he said it like that. Szayel kept his expression neutral, but his unease was obvious as he waved a dismissive hand. Oh yes, he would need to watch out for this one, that much was certain...

[urpersonaldemon]

"If you are certain." Sebastian left for the door only to pause pointedly just inside the frame. "If I have offended you, Professor, tell me. I do not bite." He smiled, albeit faintly. "I must have said something to unnerve you." Looking the man up and down, Sebastian started to probe. He had done something wrong, but just what that something was, well .. another story. It must have been the cryptic message Sebastian had delivered earlier, about his Master. "Curiosity is getting the better of you, .. is it not .."

[prfctpotions]

Szayel's mind froze for a moment, merely a moment, before he reached a hand up, smoothing his robes. No, he would not let this man get the better of him, no matter how unnerving he was.

"I am quite certain," he replied stiffly, before adding pointedly, "You will have to forgive me, Señor Michaelis, but some of us have our reasons for being cautious."

[urpersonaldemon]

Hm. Curious. It stemmed from a reason, meaning something had happened at some point in the past to cause this, .. this extreme cautiousness. "I understand. Pardon the intrusion." He took one final bow, before turning and leaving. He would return to his chores, and then perhaps, brew a kettle of Tea for his Master's mid morning break.