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imperturbatus2015-10-15 06:32 pm
fireredspear) wrote in imperturbatus2015-10-15 06:32 pm
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[Closed: Kirigiri Kyouko] Private lessons
[North Yard]
[Sano had picked the location consciously. First, it was an open space that opened further to the outside of the castle, but was secluded, obscured by the Northern Tower complex, thus offered enough privacy from prying eyes. It was turned towards the Quidditch pitch, thus not many people passed through the space, unless there was a match, or practice - which would have long ended by this time of the day.
It was past dinner, people in the halls lessened and it was improbable anyone would disturb them.
Sano was ready, waiting for Krigiri-chan, as he started calling her in her head, leaning against a wall where she would spot him easily, his racing broom just beside him. Since it was a private lesson, he saw no reason in using those terrible school brooms. He could at least offer comfort to the miss, if not to the first years.]
[Sano had picked the location consciously. First, it was an open space that opened further to the outside of the castle, but was secluded, obscured by the Northern Tower complex, thus offered enough privacy from prying eyes. It was turned towards the Quidditch pitch, thus not many people passed through the space, unless there was a match, or practice - which would have long ended by this time of the day.
It was past dinner, people in the halls lessened and it was improbable anyone would disturb them.
Sano was ready, waiting for Krigiri-chan, as he started calling her in her head, leaning against a wall where she would spot him easily, his racing broom just beside him. Since it was a private lesson, he saw no reason in using those terrible school brooms. He could at least offer comfort to the miss, if not to the first years.]
no subject
[Nicely said. She was glad the first teacher she's gotten to know wasn't an average salaryman with a plain, forgettable sort of identity. (She's been taught by a few of those sorts in her lifetime.)
Hopefully future lessons would bring more nuggets of knowledge -and wisdom, since Harada-sensei was around for longer than she.]
Mmm- I'll see you next time.
Goodnight, Harada-sensei.