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SHE WILL BURN lilliana brooks assistant dean/head of magical studies. she is anything but delicate she will burn you to the ground

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callioperose:

A slender palm extended through the void, fingertips grazing the gray cinder stones of the wall beside her. Calliope squinted, sensing movement in the shadows. “Invisibility doesn’t become you,” she called out, the sentiment punctuated by a giggle on her behalf as she took a step nearer the silhouette. “I’m not so used to secrets lurking in the shadows. Wardlaw’s secrets were much more… Accessible.”

“Lake Placid’s secrets will be revealed in due time, I’m sure.” She laughed out, stepping closer to the girl, a sweet smile on her pink lips. “Nothing can stay hidden for long. You’re Calliope, right?”

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jcimevillanueva:

“Yeah! I mean, new people, new places, new schedule. I’m not exactly keen on moving again, but silver linings, right ma’am?” Flashing her a blinding smile, he started to rattle on, unable to keep the first day jitters from creeping in. “The name’s Santiago! Jaime, really, but it’s sort of moot, miss. Pleased to meet you.”

This boy was the sweetest she’d come across, and she relaxed somewhat, some of her guards coming down. “Silver linings! Well, Jaime, I’m Lilliana Brooks, but feel free to call me Lilliana. I may be the Assistant Dean, but I want you to think of me as your friend, someone you can come talk to. You seem to be adjusting well, that’s really great!”

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cc-courtenay:

Cece supressed the urge to roll her eyes at the teacher pasting a mocking smile on her face instead. It would be fun to play games with the new staff, the teachers at Wardlaw had sussed her out long ago. “But of course, Ms Brooks. I mean how could I not be?”

“It’s a new year, new things to learn, new people. You’re CeCe, right?” The hours she’d spent pouring over the new student finals were finally coming in handy. “Are you enjoying your time here so far?”

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ysilals:

Could one conceivably give themselves a migraine by rolling their eyes enough in one day? Silas wasn’t sure, but he was prepared to test this theory. American teenagers were among the most annoying groups of people he’d ever met, right up there in the ranks with politicians and people at sporting events. It was entirely beyond him how they could stand to walk around with those earbud things jammed into their eardrums. But then, there were many things that perplexed him about America, including the sun. There was so much sun. It was ridiculous. Did it just… not rain in America…?

He chose to use today to retreat from said sun and said American teenagers by setting up his history classroom. There had been a few desks and books scattered about for his short summer class but many of his teaching materials hadn’t been properly unpacked yet. Partly, he was sure, due to the fact that he was still half hoping that they’d be told that this was a giant mistake and they were going back immediately.

“Silas, right?” She asked, walking into his classroom, her heels clacking on the floor, leaning against the doorway, looking over at him. In any other circumstances, she would describe the man as yummy with a soft giggle -- but in this situation, she needed to make him like her. Maybe even eventually respect her. Hm.

“Hi, I’m Assistant Dean Brooks, we haven’t formally met yet.” She sent him a sweet smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “How’re you liking Lake Placid so far?”

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lionelthethird:

Calm music flowed into his ears as Lionel let his pencil swirl along the page. He was supposed to be writing an ESSAY that was due tomorrow, but no words came to his head. He continued to make little spirals - each spiraling off of another. Maybe with some color his paper would look like Starry Night. If he just added some buildings where they were meant to be –

His drawing was interrupted by someone sitting down across from him. He pulled one headphone off his ear, blue eyes meeting theirs. “C-Can I help you?”

She smiled at the boy, her own blue eyes soft and warm. “I just wanted to introduce myself. You’re Lionel right? I’m Lilliana, the Assistant Dean. How’re you liking Lake Placid so far?” She wanted to get on good terms with most of the new students, and she hoped she wouldn’t scare him too much.

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dantesinfcrno:

he pulled her back, tight up against him, nipping playfully at her ear. “bitch,” he mumbled affectionately, hands bunching up her nightgown in his fists. “you love me,” he said decisively, pressing another kiss just behind her ear, “and you know it.” one more kiss, and then he released her, moving instead to sit on the edge of the bed so she could finish brushing her hair. “do any of the new ones seem… worth it? i was caught up with one or two long meetings today, so i didn’t have much time to browse.” dante let out a groan as he reclined back onto his elbows, watching her with eyes glinting in the low lighting. “i’m sure all the boys loved you.”

“mm, maybe.” she laughed, still teasing him. “i do. i do love you.” she looked at through in the mirror, still brushing. “hm. a few have caught my eye -- but most of the boys are just rude.” she rolled her eyes. “troublemakers -- but i think a few of the girls could be very useful. how were your meetings, baby?” she asked, putting the brush down and turning to face him, walking towards their bed.

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maeragrey:

“Thank god,” she sighed, sending her a conspiratorial smile. “Did you know you’re the only person I trust to make tea? My dad tried while I was home and it was a disaster.”

There was a softness opening inside her, something she didn’t allow herself very often. Grey wasn’t one for friends or confidants or trust in general. It was almost impossible for her to admit how relieved she was to see her favorite professor again, but she tried.

“Missed you.”

“I’ll have to send you some for when your home.” She laughed out, sending her a secret smile -- one she reserved for her very favorites. Grey was someone she knew could be ridiculously useful ( and she often found herself genuinely enjoying her company ).

“I missed you as well, Grey. Promise me you’ll stop by my office later? I want to hear all about your first day.”

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oliver-allerton:

“It’s a little cramped this year.“ Oliver tipped his head down, rolling his shoulders and feigning disinterest. “How long do the normals plan on staying?“

“A bit.” She looked around, shrugging, sighing gently. “Some of them aren’t quite so normal -- but we’ll figure it out, of that I have no doubt. Once we can weed out who’s... Useful, I’m sure it won’t feel as crowded anymore.” She sent him a sweet smile, covering her laugh with a hand.

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nclans:

Nolan nodded at the blonde. Teaching was one thing that he actually enjoyed. Being able to give back in such a way, well there was no other feeling like it. “I am, though I’m not sure the students feel the same way.” Nolan admitted. “I’m rather excited for classes. I do really enjoy teaching.” He may have enjoyed teaching, but his voice had betrayed his words as his voice sounded rather monotone as he spoke.

“Do you?” She made a bit of a face, looking over at him. “Because it sounds like, to me, you’re talking about watching paint dry...” She laughed out. “You don’t have to lie to me, you know that, right? I’m not going to bite your head off.”

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breezc:

“I suppose so,” Moria replied to the other woman with an exhale, folding her arms across her chest – a practiced stance of protection, though it was more out of habit than necessity. Regardless, she hardly trusted the pretty face that smiled softly at her. She chose not to return the kind gesture, instead nodding her head with a reserved stiffness. “Might as well try and make the most out of my last year, right?”

“Of course! Your last year, that’s very exciting.” Of course, she knew about Moira. She’d read her file -- and she knew she could be ever so useful. “I’m sorry you had to leave Wardlaw -- do you miss it?” She asked innocently, looking up at her.

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oflcvis:

Hen feigned innocence, a hand drawing to his chest, “Me? Sarcastic? Never, Ms. Brooks. I am simply a student so willing to learn and spend my time in a classroom, wasting my days away. I’m offended that you’d think otherwise.”

“Wasting your days away, hm?” Her eyes flickered over him, humming softly. “You just contradicted yourself there, darling, but I’ll let it slide.” She looked at him straight on now. “Tell me honestly, though. Are you doing alright? Is there anything I can do for you?”

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tectonichills:

“Excited is one way to put it.” He lifted a brow, eyes scanning Lilliana carefully. “Aren’t you worried?” Jax countered, “Because I have a feeling this is going to be a very different year.” 

“I’m never worried, Jax.” She laughed out, the sound like bells in the air. “I’m sure it’ll be fine -- all this new blood? It’s fascinating. Although, I will admit. I am already sick of the accents.” She nudged him gently. “C’mon, lighten up. It’s the first day.”

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choixander:

“With all due respect, Miss, if you like the buzz so much, why not take up bee-keeping or better yet, a couple of b o t t l e s ? I can assure you the buzz will be much more satisfying.”

“Are you suggesting drinking on school property, Mr. Choi?” She asked the other, raising a single perfectly sculpted brow at them. “I certainly hope you aren’t.” Another rebel without a cause ( or perhaps with a cause... the thought intrigued her ). 

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maeragrey:

Arriving at campus is always such an ordeal. It’s not a day to face without headphones and a look that says, I can ignore you in five languages, don’t try me. She can already tell, it’s going to be a long year with all these new people in her territory.

“Is there any place on campus not crawling with British kids? This is ridiculous.”

“You know there’s always my office.” She offered the girl a friendly smile, nudging her arm. “I promise no British accents, but maybe some tea.”

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dantesinfcrno:

“i thought it went well!” he called, mouth full of toothpaste, watching her reflection as it flitted about the other room behind him. he bent and spat into the sink, reaching for the threadbare towel hanging off one side. slack-jawed, he straightened again, pressing the thin fabric to his face as he stared his reflection in the eye. in the spotting mirror, it was enough to be unnerving. you might almost catch your reflection wink at you if you looked carefully enough. he quirked a smile at the thought, slinging the towel back onto the edge of the sink before exiting the bathroom and sauntering to meet liliana in the bedroom. “did you have any luck?” he asked, sliding his arms around her middle and bending to rest his chin on her bare shoulder.

“mm.” she pulled her nightgown over her head, adjusting it, looking over at him with a soft, gentle smile, before reaching to grab her brush and run it through her long, golden locks. “some. i was able to talk to a few new arrivals. those boys certainly are a handful.” she turned to kiss his temple, nosing at him. “i was never a fan of the british, but i suppose i can learn to like them. i learned to like you after all, so that means i can do anything.” she teased, giggling a bit, her nose crinkling as she laughed.

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oflcvis:

“Ecstatic.” The words seeped from the cracks of his teeth. “Nothing brightens my day like the knowledge that I get to spend the next in class wasting hours ‘learning’ about things that are completely useful.” In retrospect, he probably shouldn’t have been so carelessly speaking to a faculty member and he was most likely going to regret it later. For a split second, he cared. Of course, he was quick to recall that he didn’t have to.

She raised a brow, looking over at him. “Is that sarcasm I detect, Mr. Lachapelle?” She asked him, scanning him curiously. “You don’t have to mask it -- you can be honest with me, you know.”

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“Are you excited for classes to be starting up?” She looked at the person next to her, her lips in a soft smile. “It’s always nice to feel the buzz in the air.”