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1st flying class/school grounds
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fireredspear[1st flying class]
[The september morning was beautiful, if not slightly chilly, without a single cloud in sight, so finally, prof. McGonagall gave him green light for the first flying lesson, which he had scheduled as the first thing in the morning, before proper lesson start. Nothing better to wake you up than a soar through the moisty morning sky. Well, other than coffee, but these folks were still too young for that. Most of the students were yawning in the early morning hour - and really Sano wasn't much of a morning person himself, but he had already had his cup of coffee and he had taken extra care to not got too late to sleep last night, so he put on his brightest smile, letting the morning air carry his voice, when he called out, stepping onto the grounds with a brisk step.]
Hello and good morning, everyone! [A few students startled at the sudden sound, but Sano didn't let that stop him.] I am Harada Sano and for as long as it takes, I am gonna be your flying teacher. Don't worry, I'll make sure your feet won't stay on the ground for too long. You can refer to me any way you like, as long as it's respectful, but if you call me professor, you'll see yourself flying through one of that hoops, faster than you can spell 'quidditch'. [He announced, nodding his head to the six quidditch hoops on the stadium, ranging high into the sky.] Now that's cleared, step forward and meet your new flying companion for the duration of the lesson.
[School Grounds, outside the castle]
[When he wasn't teaching, Sano liked to take walks outside the castle, that almost always took him to the lake. There he would either jog, or work out, a habit that his muggle father had drilled into him. "I don't care how good you are with charms, if you can't discipline yourself, you'll end up being lazy. Fitness comes with hard work, not with the wave of a wand," he'd claim and Sano found he agreed. Even though he had hated it as a kid, getting up early and working out, going to run even if the most impossible weather. But it was all thanks to that, that he had been crowned one of the best keepers in the kingdom, so he owed his old man a lot, as he begrudgingly admitted.
It was a sunny day, chilly, but not cold yet, just as you'd expect from a late september morning. He had received the invitation to the masquerade and eventually he'd have to buy a mask for himself, but that still had time. He could maybe talk to Ran, see if they could matcht heir outfits. It would be quite fun and give the kids an opportunity to tease the hell out of them.]
[The september morning was beautiful, if not slightly chilly, without a single cloud in sight, so finally, prof. McGonagall gave him green light for the first flying lesson, which he had scheduled as the first thing in the morning, before proper lesson start. Nothing better to wake you up than a soar through the moisty morning sky. Well, other than coffee, but these folks were still too young for that. Most of the students were yawning in the early morning hour - and really Sano wasn't much of a morning person himself, but he had already had his cup of coffee and he had taken extra care to not got too late to sleep last night, so he put on his brightest smile, letting the morning air carry his voice, when he called out, stepping onto the grounds with a brisk step.]
Hello and good morning, everyone! [A few students startled at the sudden sound, but Sano didn't let that stop him.] I am Harada Sano and for as long as it takes, I am gonna be your flying teacher. Don't worry, I'll make sure your feet won't stay on the ground for too long. You can refer to me any way you like, as long as it's respectful, but if you call me professor, you'll see yourself flying through one of that hoops, faster than you can spell 'quidditch'. [He announced, nodding his head to the six quidditch hoops on the stadium, ranging high into the sky.] Now that's cleared, step forward and meet your new flying companion for the duration of the lesson.
[School Grounds, outside the castle]
[When he wasn't teaching, Sano liked to take walks outside the castle, that almost always took him to the lake. There he would either jog, or work out, a habit that his muggle father had drilled into him. "I don't care how good you are with charms, if you can't discipline yourself, you'll end up being lazy. Fitness comes with hard work, not with the wave of a wand," he'd claim and Sano found he agreed. Even though he had hated it as a kid, getting up early and working out, going to run even if the most impossible weather. But it was all thanks to that, that he had been crowned one of the best keepers in the kingdom, so he owed his old man a lot, as he begrudgingly admitted.
It was a sunny day, chilly, but not cold yet, just as you'd expect from a late september morning. He had received the invitation to the masquerade and eventually he'd have to buy a mask for himself, but that still had time. He could maybe talk to Ran, see if they could matcht heir outfits. It would be quite fun and give the kids an opportunity to tease the hell out of them.]
