The Fine Line

The fine line between beautifully gifted and uncharacteristically psychotic... Doctor Morrison, here. Your friendly, quirky, slightly skittish, American mathematician. I'm your go-to professor whenever you have a math problem you might be stuck on. I'll help you trudge through it. Yes, I will know the answer within a few seconds, no, I won't give you the answer.

[esmeali]

"Never. I’d never marry a stinky old man like you, we’ d never have fun because you’ll be so old." Esmerald looked up at him and stuck her tongue out teasingly. "See the list could go on and on and you wouldn’t have to deal with that for much longer." Raising her eyebrow at him, she lowers her head and presses her face into his chest taking a huge whiff of his familiar cologne. She was pulled up into another kiss before she could say anything else and felt his hands go down her body. "I’m married. You can’t have me." Esmerald grins and shows him her ring again teasingly. 

[dr-morrison]

"With a ring that I technically bought you." He muttered softly, his hands now gripping at her waist. "I can... and I will have you." That was all he had to say before stealing another more passionate kiss from Esmerald, wrapping his arms around her fragile body and guiding her through the threshold of the door to his bedroom. Deepening their kiss as he sat on the bed, pulling her into position on his lap, he dug his fingernails into her thighs, hiking her skirt up a bit. Pulling away from their fervent kiss he rested his head against hers, guiding her hands up to the sides of his glasses by her wrists as if to tell her to take them off. When she slid the frames away from his face and set them aside on the nightstand, he leaned in once more, tugging at her shirt in a quick attempt to undo the buttons.

[esmeali]

"Yeah right." Esmerald rolled her eyes at his then let go of his hand. "Like I’d ever marry you but I would like another ring. With lots of emeralds." She cheekily grins at him as he wrapped himself around her. Beginning to walk, he guided her to the hall she guessed right— the teacher’s suites where she ended up most her nights. It’s been awhile since she walked down this hall and walking down their now, she felt giddy. It was true she missed Jerrett, a bit too much if you can say, but she hid it well. Within a few more seconds though when they’d get inside, she’d show him how much she missed him.

[dr-morrison]

Once in his suite, Jerrett locked the door and turned to Esmerald. Taking a few steps closer to her, he lifted her chin to force her to look up at him. "You wouldn't marry me? Not even a few years from now? You're stubborn, careless, selfish... The list could go on." He questioned her before calling her out. Before allowing her the time to answer or even react, he cornered her into the nearest wall and leaned down to kiss her, interrupting anything she may say, his hands grazing down the sides of her slender body only to grip at the hem of her shirt.

[dr-morrison]

[dr-morrison]

[esmeali]

Esmerald piped down once Jerrett began to yell— when she ran away for those two weeks there was no one to guide her or watch her and now when she got back it was almost a shock to her. She froze as he then grabbed her wrists, always uncertain of what was going to come of Jerrett and his bipolar actions. He began to search her body— her skin getting reddened and flashed with heat until he found what he was looking her. Esmerald didn’t even notice he put out her cigarette what was now crushed on the marble floor.

A kiss to her lips, a fervent one to it, made all the worries that ran through her head go away. She knew Jerrett couldn’t be mad at her for so long— if she committed murder she’d probably only get a slap on the hand from him and they’d move on. — Pulling away from him she looked down at his hand on her skirt, “Not here.” Her free hand took his away from her skirt. Esmerald smirked then lifted up her left hand, showing a ring on her ring finger. “Isn’t it pretty?”

[dr-morrison]

As Esmerald peels his hand away from her skirt, he nodded once and a sigh escaped him. Releasing her wrist gently he observed the ring on her finger. "It's... Yeah, It's nice..." He leaned down to press a chaste and quick kiss to her lips before mumbling. "Put it on your other finger, though." He warned. "The next time I buy you a ring, you can put it on that finger." Taking his arm and wrapping it around her shoulders, he began to walk, leading her through the empty halls, their footsteps echoing. He thought that maybe she would guess where he was taking her, but quite clearly they were headed to the teachers' suites.

[esmeali]

Esme looks around then raises an eyebrow at him. “It’s my lungs, I can do whatever.” She takes in another puff but this time the smoke lingers out through her nose. “Oh can’t I keep this card? It’s gold and glittery and it’s mine now.”

[dr-morrison]

"Esmerald!" He raised his voice. "You're not my wife, and you're still my student, you don't get to take my card and run away for a week or two, you don't get to use me like an ATM, and you certainly do not get to defy me, I am your professor, I am your elder, and right about now, I'm your guardian. So give me the card, or I will take it from you by force." The hall was dim, and Jerrett's voice echoed slightly as it bounced off of the marble floors and paneled walls. When she stood still, he went at her quickly, snatching the wrist in which her cigarette was poised between her fingers and shook it until it fell onto the floor, quickly stepping on it and using his other hand to frisk her body, every pocket, every crevice... His jaw tightened in annoyance as he did this but as soon as his eyes met hers as he did the rough actions in an attempt to not only startle her but also to get what belonged to him back within his possession, he came to a halt, though his hands were still on her.

Jerrett then realized that it wasn't just about his card. She was gone for over a week, and each day that she wasn't seated in her assigned seat in his classroom, each day that she didn't sneak to his suite after dark, and each day that he didn't get to steal a kiss from her after classes had ended, he'd missed her. A part of him felt empty. Now that she was back from her escapade, he was relieved. A long moment of an exchanged stare ensued as his grip on her wrist tightened, his other hand gripping her skirt as he leaned down without warning to catch her lips with his.

[esmeali]

"Oh boo hoo, six minutes whatever." Esmerald breathes out, letting the smoke blow towards him. "Your card? I have no idea what you’re talking about Morrison."

[dr-morrison]

"Esme... There's no one around. Cut the act, give me my card, and put out that cigarette. Please?"

[esmeali]

"Come on you stupid lighter! Don’t die on me now."

[dr-morrison]

"Six minutes."

"You can give me back my card, now. Thank you very much."

[dr-morrison]

@doctormorrison: @officialleah I believe this was in Italy? I think I was with Duke Jovan and in those last two pictures with you, the first one however, I think I saw you at an event. Who knows!

[sevenwondersrp-deactivated20150]

Please, call me Princess Val. Everyone does. Exhausted from what? You just seem really on edge. Kinda like our last teacher before she had that nervous breakdown..they never did recover her four missing teeth.

[dr-morrison]

"Right-- Princess Val. I can assure you that I'm perfectly fine... and please, don't bring her up."

[huntertaliamoore]

Once a week. How was she going to fit that into her schedule? Not that she wouldn’t want to join the math team, she would like to, but she just couldn’t, not right now, not now her brother needed her and her brain so much. “I’ll think about it, yes.” She bent her head and her hand went through her hair. This was something she would actually like, but she couldn’t be that egoistic not right now. “I’m gonna see if I can somehow make time for it.”

[dr-morrison]

"Excellent decision! Feel free to come talk to me whenever you want, and let me know if and when you find time." He offered her a crooked, goofy smile. "I hope you find time soon, Aggie."

[huntertaliamoore]

Aggie swallowed for a second. “Do you guys meet up very often?” She loved to help out and she knew that the team needed new people, but she had her fencing classes, extra history, sociology and anything else that she would need, but didn’t know about yet. “I mean, I have a kind of full schedule…”

[dr-morrison]

"Well... We meet once a week. When we have competitions, we meet twice before it." He tilted his head at her. "It's fine if you can't... I was just thinking that you'd be a great addition, and besides, you're very diligent with your work." He leaned close and tapped her forehead with the eraser of his pencil. "When you focus, that is." Grinning crookedly, he took a step back. "Give it some thought, at least?"

[sevenwondersrp-deactivated20150]

"And this is me trying to get sent back to my dorm for ‘emotional reasons’ now can we speed it up." she said clicking her fingers. "What’s up with you anyway?" 

[dr-morrison]

"What's up with me? Nothing, Miss Valentina. What, am I acting strange? I'm simply exhausted."

[huntertaliamoore]

Aggie closed her eyes for a short moment and took a deep breath. Okay, where was she again? What was she doing? She felt her thoughts calming down and when she opened her eyes, she knew that Morrison had been right. She could do this. “I’m sorry, this should be the correct formula.” She wrote the formula down. “And the correct answer.” She smiled. She knew she was right.

[dr-morrison]

"Excellent job, Princess." He nodded at her in approval. "You may be my brightest student, yet." He smiled faintly. "Ever considered joining the math team?"

[decoruspopulus]

Lost...

[decoruspopulus]

"My apologies, Doctor." She felt a little foolish for mixing up his title, although he didn’t seem too offended. "That’s correct. You’re rather good at remembering names, aren’t you?"

[dr-morrison]

"Well-- I'm good at remembering anything, really."

[decoruspopulus]

Lost...

[decoruspopulus]

I’m assuming the East wing is the boy’s dormitory then?

And if you could. It’d be much appreciated. Professor… Professor… Drat, I can’t recall your name.

[dr-morrison]

"You're correct. Come on, then." He began to amble towards the correct hall. "Morrison; and it's Doctor. Advanced mathematics." He grinned and stifled a single laugh. "Some call me Morrison but I prefer Doctor or Doctor Morrison. You're Miss Winona, yes? Welcome back."

[decoruspopulus]

Lost...

[decoruspopulus]

Back to my room… I obviously made a wrong turn and ended up here.

[dr-morrison]

"The girl's dormitory is on the West wing... Near the cafeteria. You're dangerously close to the East wing. Do you want me to walk you?"