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imperturbatus2016-05-02 11:54 pm
fireredspear) wrote in imperturbatus2016-05-02 11:54 pm
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12 Flight is A Howler. At the big table in the front.
[Great Hall, morning, interactions can take place after / later the day]
[It's been about ten days, since he had found out about Sousuke's shoulder having been cursed by his own father, and so far things have been peaceful in that regard. He's not naive enough to believe they will stay like that for long, but at least Sousuke is now really getting better, so he truly can't complain.
The first sign of a drastic dive downhill comes that morning, when he's enjoying his breakfast, and a hot black tea, along with the Daily Prophet, when the owls start streaming in, carrying the morning post. First there's nothing out of the ordinary, nothing that would prophesize the dawning of the apocalypse, until a rather huge owl lands in front of him, presenting him with a red envelope.
He stares at it for a total of three seconds, before snorting loudly.]
No, really?
[There is but a single person, who could have sent something like this to him - fair, besides his mother, but he seriously can't think of anything that would have her angry enough at him right now, to do this - and he quickly untangles the smoking envelope from the leg of the poor creature, tearing it apart, doing his best to not look too amused.]
PROFESSOR HARADA!
It's coach, please.
[Sano quips, when the heavy voice, tinted with a distinct Japanese accent hollers, drawing the attention of the entire hall. Oh, he can barely wait for that rumor mill.]
AS I AM SURE, BASED ON OUR PREVIOUS CORRESPONDENCE, YOU ARE AWARE OF THE ISSUE, THAT PROMPTED THIS LETTER, I WILL CUT STRAIGHT TO THE CHASE. I AM SEVERELY DISAPPOINTED BY YOUR ACTIONS AGAINST MY SON.
Towards. The proper preposition is 'towards'.
SO FAR I HAVE THOUGHT VERY HIGHLY OF THE HOGWARTS PROFESSORS, BUT MY OPINION HAS DROPPED CONSIDERABLY, BY YOUR FAULT. YOU HAVE INVOLVED YOURSELF IN ISSUES, THAT ARE BEYOND YOUR COMPETENCE AND ABOVE YOUR JUDGEMENT, AND HAVE ALL BUT RUINED MY SON'S FUTURE. I HAVE SPENT MUCH TIME AND ENERGY INTO THE EFFORTS OF SECURING MY SON A GOOD FUTURE, AND I WILL NOT STAND SEEING IT GONE TO NAUGHT. I HOPE YOU ARE AWARE THAT THIS WILL HAVE REPERCUSSIONS. YOU WILL HEAR FROM ME.
SINCERELY,
YAMAZAKI-SAN
[The letter burns to ashes with the last cry, sending the hall into an eerie silence. Sano doesn't think it was ever this quiet in there, in the entire history of Hogwarts. Everyone, every single person is looking at him.
He tries very, very hard not to laugh.
In order to conceal his grin, he takes a big sip of his tea, giving maximum effort into controlling his breathing, so he doesn't snort the hot liquid right out. Ah, nothing like the feeling of getting under someone's skin, enough to receive a howler, to make your day. He's aware of the looks the headmistress is sending him and he knows he's five seconds away from getting his head bitten off, but he can live with that.
Bring it on, he thinks.]
So, you suppose I'll be looking for a new job soon?
[He asks no one in particular, smirk still too wide. Without any other word, he dusts the ashes off his newspaper, raises it, to hide his shaking shoulders and the all-too-amused expression on his face, and continues reading.]
[It's been about ten days, since he had found out about Sousuke's shoulder having been cursed by his own father, and so far things have been peaceful in that regard. He's not naive enough to believe they will stay like that for long, but at least Sousuke is now really getting better, so he truly can't complain.
The first sign of a drastic dive downhill comes that morning, when he's enjoying his breakfast, and a hot black tea, along with the Daily Prophet, when the owls start streaming in, carrying the morning post. First there's nothing out of the ordinary, nothing that would prophesize the dawning of the apocalypse, until a rather huge owl lands in front of him, presenting him with a red envelope.
He stares at it for a total of three seconds, before snorting loudly.]
No, really?
[There is but a single person, who could have sent something like this to him - fair, besides his mother, but he seriously can't think of anything that would have her angry enough at him right now, to do this - and he quickly untangles the smoking envelope from the leg of the poor creature, tearing it apart, doing his best to not look too amused.]
PROFESSOR HARADA!
It's coach, please.
[Sano quips, when the heavy voice, tinted with a distinct Japanese accent hollers, drawing the attention of the entire hall. Oh, he can barely wait for that rumor mill.]
AS I AM SURE, BASED ON OUR PREVIOUS CORRESPONDENCE, YOU ARE AWARE OF THE ISSUE, THAT PROMPTED THIS LETTER, I WILL CUT STRAIGHT TO THE CHASE. I AM SEVERELY DISAPPOINTED BY YOUR ACTIONS AGAINST MY SON.
Towards. The proper preposition is 'towards'.
SO FAR I HAVE THOUGHT VERY HIGHLY OF THE HOGWARTS PROFESSORS, BUT MY OPINION HAS DROPPED CONSIDERABLY, BY YOUR FAULT. YOU HAVE INVOLVED YOURSELF IN ISSUES, THAT ARE BEYOND YOUR COMPETENCE AND ABOVE YOUR JUDGEMENT, AND HAVE ALL BUT RUINED MY SON'S FUTURE. I HAVE SPENT MUCH TIME AND ENERGY INTO THE EFFORTS OF SECURING MY SON A GOOD FUTURE, AND I WILL NOT STAND SEEING IT GONE TO NAUGHT. I HOPE YOU ARE AWARE THAT THIS WILL HAVE REPERCUSSIONS. YOU WILL HEAR FROM ME.
SINCERELY,
YAMAZAKI-SAN
[The letter burns to ashes with the last cry, sending the hall into an eerie silence. Sano doesn't think it was ever this quiet in there, in the entire history of Hogwarts. Everyone, every single person is looking at him.
He tries very, very hard not to laugh.
In order to conceal his grin, he takes a big sip of his tea, giving maximum effort into controlling his breathing, so he doesn't snort the hot liquid right out. Ah, nothing like the feeling of getting under someone's skin, enough to receive a howler, to make your day. He's aware of the looks the headmistress is sending him and he knows he's five seconds away from getting his head bitten off, but he can live with that.
Bring it on, he thinks.]
So, you suppose I'll be looking for a new job soon?
[He asks no one in particular, smirk still too wide. Without any other word, he dusts the ashes off his newspaper, raises it, to hide his shaking shoulders and the all-too-amused expression on his face, and continues reading.]
Re: Great Hall
Oh don't worry. I just prevented a douchebag father to control his son's decisions, which might have ticked him off. Oh and I sent him a howler on top of it, which might have been unnecessary, but felt good. Who by the balls of a dullahan puts a curse on their own kid?
Great Hall
It was nice that you help, but sending a howler was probably in very bad taste. That could have been something the student could of done themselves.
Great Hall
Maybe, but I can't really say I regret it.
[He answers with a sheepish smile.]
Yamazaki-san deserved every bit of it. Besides what you're proposing is a little nonsensical and wouldn't lead to anything. A son sending his father a howler sounds more like a spoiled and immature brat. If a teacher sends a parent a howler, now that's where the fun starts.
Great Hall
Yes, but however the parent can then pull his son out of the school because they will have an actual reason to. Plus adding that there are other things the parent would be allowed to do because of said actions. [Suddenly her tone is very stern, you should not have said fun.]
I don't care what is going on, but sending a parent a howler and saying that is wrong. If the student asked you to do it, then I guess that would be understandable. However saying that is where the fun begins is immature and you need to grow up a little more.
Great Hall
So? Then Sousuke will go to another school.
[he shrugs his shoulder. That's not the point, neither is it important.]
It doesn't matter, where he is, as long as he's able to follow his own dreams and goals. It doesn't change that what his father did is wrong. Only someone who has no idea how it is to be cursed, is able to curse their own child. If he wasn't prepared to face the consequences of that, he's the one who's immature.
[And if someone knows how it is to be cursed, it's Sano. And if a parent is willing to do that to his kid, it has nothing to do with love. It's ignorant, arrogant and possessive, cruel on top of it. And Sano wouldn't be Sano, if he didn't attempt to point it out to the guy. Maybe he shouldn't have screamed it, a normal letter would have probably sufficed, but he's always had a hot and hard head, he thinks with an amused snort, before turning to Daphne with a smile.]
And you're wrong when you say it would be understandable, if the kid asked me to do it. It would be all the same. It isn't the reason that matters, but the consequence.
[No matter your reasons, if the consequences of your action affected people, you had to take responsibility for them.]
If it costs me my job, then so be it, but I won't sit around and do nothing, if a parent is being an asshole to their kids, just because someone once said it's wrong and improper. Sometimes what's improper is also necessary. Worrying about propriety, when you're facing injustice is just a convenient excuse why not to act.
[And he really can't imagine she'd be one to just let it pass like that either.]
Life isn't just about sticking to the rules, without questioning if they are right. Sometimes the rules are wrong. And sometimes they are right, but you still break them, because it's right at the time. The important thing is, you're ready to deal.
[One couldn't live their entire life, fearing the trouble they'd get by breaking the rules, or by sticking to them, just to avoid having to act, or just because they are rules and rules are to be followed. Well, at least he couldn't. He gives Daphne a smile. He knows he's a hopeless moralist, and he knows his temper and stubbornness tends to get better of his sense, reason and patience, but when a kid is in trouble, he just can't stay cool headed.]
Maybe I need to grow up, but you in turn need to loosen up a little.
[He doesn't mean it in a bad way, but he does sometimes think, that Daphne is strict to a fault. But that's just his opinion. He also can't say she's wrong.]
Great Hall
[But the only time she loosens up is when she is by herself anyway which is when she isn't working. Which is probably why no noe has ever seen it.]