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Bastjin Adler, History Professor, Human, Demisexual

[alexisxgrover]

professoradler:

“I had an adventurous streak, yes.” He patted his leg. “I wouldn’t be lugging this cane around with me if I hadn’t I’m afraid.” Basjin leaned back in the chair with a sigh. “It is important, immensely so, especially if he stumbled on the same stuff there that I did, but actually gets a chance to document it. But I don’t think I’m much help from here in Klamenth.”

“Did you now,” He looked down at the mans leg and frowned. “Ah I see, well that is rather unfortunate. Would it be rude of me to ask how exactly that happened?” He wondered aloud as he folded his arms across his chest. “I see, well is there someone you feel comfortable accompanying him there?”

[professoradler]

“No, it’s fine I just wish I had a better explanation than what I have to give. I was working on a thesis in France. I happened to be in the catacombs myself, and when I was trying to escape a tunnel collapsed, I nearly lost my leg. I don’t want the same thing happening to one of my students and I can’t think of anyone I could send with him; the things that happened in those tunnels...I don’t think anyone is prepared to face.”

[aleksamikhailhova]

“So what do you intend to do with your summer?” Gabriel questioned warmly as he sat back in his chair and lift the cup in his hand to his lips. “Any exciting vacations planned?”

[professoradler]

“Research. I’m considering bringing my doctorate up to a PHD, but I’ve been told I need to relax more and get out. So I guess it’s up in the air right now.” He shifted his weight to his cane with a sigh. “What about you? Your’s will hopefully be more eventful than mine?”

[alexisxgrover]

professoradler:

“As reckless as I was at that age.” He admitted with a grimace. “They are dangerous, if he actually explores off the beaten path and doesn’t just go to the places tourists are allowed in. I don’t trust him to keep his studies to book research and interviews. I’ve been down that path before. It is not pretty.”

Amar listened with a curious sort of expression. “Were you very reckless in your younger years?” He didn’t know why but the idea of that was surprising to her. “Well then use your best judgement. If you think that it is to dangerous then you have your answer. However if the research he is doing is important than help him in whatever way you can.” 

[professoradler]

“I had an adventurous streak, yes.” He patted his leg. “I wouldn’t be lugging this cane around with me if I hadn’t I’m afraid.” Basjin leaned back in the chair with a sigh. “It is important, immensely so, especially if he stumbled on the same stuff there that I did, but actually gets a chance to document it. But I don’t think I’m much help from here in Klamenth.”

[alexisxgrover]

professoradler:

Basjin fought the urge to slowly push the stack of papers off his desk as a cat-like method of distracting the other professor, but thought better of it, instead sitting in the seat across from him. “I have student that wants to do his thesis on the Parisian Catacombs and is asking for leave to go to Paris and explore. I’m stuck between being intrigued and not wanting the kid to get himself killed.”

“Hmmm,” Amar curiously listened to his colleague with an interest in the subject matter. “Is this student reckless, because if he is really set on it you might want to let him go and explore, I mean if there isn’t certain danger why not? Think of all the potential research you could gain from it.” He nodded as he thought about this more in depth. 

[professoradler]

“As reckless as I was at that age.” He admitted with a grimace. “They are dangerous, if he actually explores off the beaten path and doesn’t just go to the places tourists are allowed in. I don’t trust him to keep his studies to book research and interviews. I’ve been down that path before. It is not pretty.”

[alexisxgrover]

“Ughhhhhhhhhh,” Amar groaned at the rather large stack of papers in front of him. “I swear to god if I keep doing this I’m going to scream. Please just distract me for a minute while I finish my coffee.” He pleaded as he leaned back in his chair. 

[professoradler]

Basjin fought the urge to slowly push the stack of papers off his desk as a cat-like method of distracting the other professor, but thought better of it, instead sitting in the seat across from him. “I have student that wants to do his thesis on the Parisian Catacombs and is asking for leave to go to Paris and explore. I’m stuck between being intrigued and not wanting the kid to get himself killed.”

[septaelize-blog]

professoradler:

Basjin hobbled behind her up the ramp, putting his weight on his cane and putting a hand on the back of her chair and helping push her the rest of the way up the ramp. “You alright there, Holly?”

“Yeah my hands just get so beat up sometimes, I should wear gloved but I just hate how they look.” She smiled over shoulder at him glad for the help. “Will you be at graduation Saturday?”

[professoradler]

“You should consider a pair of motorcycle gloves, it’ll save you some callouses and they look really cool.” He let go of her chair once they were both safely on flat ground. “I will be, my favorite time of the year.”

[septaelize-blog]

“Ugh,” Holly grunted as she pushed herself up the ramp. “Wheelchair accessible my ass.” She said with a breathless scoff. 

[professoradler]

Basjin hobbled behind her up the ramp, putting his weight on his cane and putting a hand on the back of her chair and helping push her the rest of the way up the ramp. “You alright there, Holly?”

[sweetnesskarlagonzales-blog]

professoradler:

“I heard a bunch of crazy stuff has been going on with a lot of people. I’m sorry you got caught up in it.” He grimaced; glad whatever this weird cloud of supernatural happenings had skipped him over. “What happened with you?”

“Yeah, and I have to say I’m happy I wasn’t the only one. It might have made me feel a little singled out if that was the case.” She huffed as she moved her hands to her hips and burred her lips. “I was something called a succubus, you know that that is?” She wondered curiously, although she guessed he probably did. 

[professoradler]

“Yes, I’ve done a lot of reading about the succubus mythos; though I guess these days we’re learning they aren’t just myth...” He grimaced. “That must have been disruptive to your daily schedule. I’d ask how you managed, but I think that might be too forward. You seem no worse for wear at least.”

[sweetnesskarlagonzales-blog]

“I thank god that I am back to normal.” Alicia sighed as she sank into her seat. “Whoever did that spell, or made that potion, or whatever the hell happened at the masquerade ball. That was not cute or fun. I wish I could give them a piece of my mind.” 

[professoradler]

“I heard a bunch of crazy stuff has been going on with a lot of people. I’m sorry you got caught up in it.” He grimaced; glad whatever this weird cloud of supernatural happenings had skipped him over. “What happened with you?”

[septaelize-blog]

professoradler:

“Holly, good to see you.” He greeted with a light smile. “I told myself I would try to be more social, get out more; New Year’s resolution. So, here I am.” Basjin gave a weak shrug. “I am enjoying myself, the food was great, though I’m not much of a drinker and apparently not very good at striking up conversations around a dance floor. What about you?”

“Well good for you, it isn’t so bad now that you are here I hope.” Holly said with a smile. She didn’t quite know what the professor was feeling, she loved a good party. “The food was great. The drinks are good too, did you try the signature drink?” She asked with a smile. “I’m having a great time.” 

[professoradler]

Basjin let out a laugh. “Well thank you. I’m glad to have such pleasant company.” He shook his head. “Oh no, I’m not much of a drinker; beer has been my drink of choice so far. Better to keep my head about me.” He shifted his weight to his cane and nodded. “Good it really is quite the party.” 

[willripleys]

professoradler:

“Father Butler, good to see you too.” He smiled broadly at the friendly greeting, extending a hand to shake. “You would win that wager, I’m afraid. I haven’t danced since I started walking with this thing.” Basjin gestured to his cane. “And I definitely wasn’t much of a dance before then. Don’t let me keep you from all the fun though.”

“Nonsense, I’m sure you impressed before and would impress now.” Clement waved away his companions concerns, still smiling happily at the scene. He had begun to enjoy himself greatly at the party, and hoped that everyone would have an equally positive experience as he. “I am however, awkward when it comes to dancing beyond the waltz. So I think I’m better off chatting here with you.” 

[professoradler]

Basjin laughed and shook his head. “I wish I could say you were right, but I’m afraid not. Even my young college years I tried not to ever get myself stuck on a dance floor with a lady; I would have embarrassed myself.” He smiled genuinely. “I am the same way and am happy for the company. How have you been?”

[obscure-sentence-starters]

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Pale

Melody

Spiral

Whiskey

Broken

Shatter

Cards

Dawn

Dance

Crimson

Shadows

Flame

Freedom

Paint

Dishonesty

Envy

Run

Trapped

Blade

Command

Theatre

Disease

Dust

Soft

Animal

Coffee

Frost

Ocean

Imagination

Family

Home

Power

Sin

Steal

Hands

River

Prison

Ring

Gaze

Warm

End

Beginning

Time

Box

Youth

Sky

Blind

Magic

Edge

Glow

Mysterious

Alone

Masquerade

Sleep

Wings

Photograph

Worship

Storm

Wild

Sacrifice

Submission

Devotion

Life

[adrielreed]

adriel / akumi / cora 

[professoradler]

The professor sighed and leaned heavily on his cane, golden and crowned mask fooling no one about his identity. It was nice to see the town together and celebrating. The food was excellent, he was looking forward to seeing if he won anything at the silent auction; but the dance…he felt like a fish out of water.

[addisonbynight]

Dane wasn’t taking much part in the festivities either, mainly because of his duty to keep watch and coordinate security. He didn’t mind as observation was more his strong suit, not so much socializing let alone shaking a leg. He came upon the professor on one of his cycles and decided the quiet spot would be safe to fit in a little conversation. “Hopefully this charity event will do a lot of good for campus.” Dane smiled, folded arms pressed at his back, and nose pointed toward the busy floor. “How do you feel about it? Worth all the time the students put into it?”

[professoradler]

Basjin smiled at the officer when he stopped by his side. “I hope so too.” He replied with a sigh, watching the occasional party goer stop at the drink table. “Anything that gives them a chance to blow off some steam and takes their minds off the last few weeks is worth the effort, in my book.” The professor commented. “Even if the charity portion doesn’t do much for repairs, I think all this...” He gestured vaguely at the crowd of dancing bodies. “Is good for morale.”

[professoradler]

The professor sighed and leaned heavily on his cane, golden and crowned mask fooling no one about his identity. It was nice to see the town together and celebrating. The food was excellent, he was looking forward to seeing if he won anything at the silent auction; but the dance…he felt like a fish out of water.

[willripleys]

“It’s good to see you Professor.” Laying a hand on the other man’s shoulder in a friendly gestured, Clement smiled cheerfully. The dancing portion of the event was well underway, and he was not surprised in the least to find the professor on the brings of the dance floor. “I’m going to wager it’ll take me quite a bit to get you on the dance floor.” 

[professoradler]

“Father Butler, good to see you too.” He smiled broadly at the friendly greeting, extending a hand to shake. “You would win that wager, I’m afraid. I haven’t danced since I started walking with this thing.” Basjin gestured to his cane. “And I definitely wasn’t much of a dance before then. Don’t let me keep you from all the fun though.”

[professoradler]

The professor sighed and leaned heavily on his cane, golden and crowned mask fooling no one about his identity. It was nice to see the town together and celebrating. The food was excellent, he was looking forward to seeing if he won anything at the silent auction; but the dance…he felt like a fish out of water.

[septaelize-blog]

“Hi Professor,” Holly chripped as she rolled up beside him. Everyone looked so beautiful turn and moving on the dance floor to the music. She could see that the professor was feeling a bit out of place. “I didn’t expect to see you here. Are you enjoying yourself?”

[professoradler]

“Holly, good to see you.” He greeted with a light smile. “I told myself I would try to be more social, get out more; New Year’s resolution. So, here I am.” Basjin gave a weak shrug. “I am enjoying myself, the food was great, though I’m not much of a drinker and apparently not very good at striking up conversations around a dance floor. What about you?”

[professoradler]

The professor sighed and leaned heavily on his cane, golden and crowned mask fooling no one about his identity. It was nice to see the town together and celebrating. The food was excellent, he was looking forward to seeing if he won anything at the silent auction; but the dance...he felt like a fish out of water.

[lilaxjensen]

professoradler:

“Basjin Addler, nice to meet you Lila.” He replied with a smile. “The university has been trying to organize some clean up and repair crews, they’ve been meeting every Wednesday at ten in the morning if you’re interested. We’re starting to look like a functioning school again.”

“Basjin, now that is a mighty interesting name.” She smiled sweetly at the man. “Well that is real great, getting the clean up all organized. It sure will help things get done a whole lot faster.” She nodded as she sighed and glanced around. “I’m assuming this sort of thing don’t happen regularly right?” 

[professoradler]

“My mother was a creative woman.” He chuckled. “That’s what we’re hoping for, but no, it does not.” The professor let out a sigh and shifted his weight to his cane. “I’ve lived here a long time and this is the only riot in recent memory. But it was bound to happen eventually.”