It has not! Sorry about the wait on this one, between the holidays and collecting information it's been a doozy.
1. He would be, at this point, with any inquiries about the boy pointing to a sullen young man, short as his hat is tall, found sulking about the garden areas of the Coven these days. Apparently, they whisper, his experiment hadn't gone so well, and he'd been put in a rut as a result. But he ought t'be fine otherwise.
A little huffy about why anyone'd want to look at those old things -- ah, he has the most respect for them of course, as a keeper so to speak of such sacred knowledge not befit for the public's eye, lest they panic or whatever it is the common rabble does -- but clearly interested in being the interest of a Dragon, even if this one seems kind of grumpy. No, most Dragons tend to be (he very much outwardly reminds himself), it's part of their nature.
What would he like to know? Specifics? Generalizations? Stories? Fun facts? Georgie'll gladly assist if it'll get his mind off his ruined debut, see.
2. He can. Alissa Moore, he finds, shares some of his classes -- as a teaching assistant in some Abjuration course in particular, helping those Bonded with what troubles they may encounter mental wise. Her Puca, an overly fluffy individual who clings to Alissa and doesn't seem the least bit aware of anything around herself. For quick descriptions' sake:
Alissa Moore, 5'6, on the plumper side. A kind, round face with brown eyes and brown hair. Likes to stylize her Coven robes with flower embroidery that sparkles and shines. Her Puca is a little shorter than her, with floppy brown ears and enough fluff that she doesn't seem to need clothing for any level of Victorianesque decency and instead accents herself with flower-shaped jewelry. Very nice legs, which she always has crossed proudly on display.
Alissa wouldn't mind being talked to, though, especially by someone like a student. Her and Maddie (the Puca, apparently) were just about to head to the library for studies, if he'd like to join them.
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1. He would be, at this point, with any inquiries about the boy pointing to a sullen young man, short as his hat is tall, found sulking about the garden areas of the Coven these days. Apparently, they whisper, his experiment hadn't gone so well, and he'd been put in a rut as a result. But he ought t'be fine otherwise.
A little huffy about why anyone'd want to look at those old things -- ah, he has the most respect for them of course, as a keeper so to speak of such sacred knowledge not befit for the public's eye, lest they panic or whatever it is the common rabble does -- but clearly interested in being the interest of a Dragon, even if this one seems kind of grumpy. No, most Dragons tend to be (he very much outwardly reminds himself), it's part of their nature.
What would he like to know? Specifics? Generalizations? Stories? Fun facts? Georgie'll gladly assist if it'll get his mind off his ruined debut, see.
2. He can. Alissa Moore, he finds, shares some of his classes -- as a teaching assistant in some Abjuration course in particular, helping those Bonded with what troubles they may encounter mental wise. Her Puca, an overly fluffy individual who clings to Alissa and doesn't seem the least bit aware of anything around herself. For quick descriptions' sake:
Alissa Moore, 5'6, on the plumper side. A kind, round face with brown eyes and brown hair. Likes to stylize her Coven robes with flower embroidery that sparkles and shines. Her Puca is a little shorter than her, with floppy brown ears and enough fluff that she doesn't seem to need clothing for any level of Victorianesque decency and instead accents herself with flower-shaped jewelry. Very nice legs, which she always has crossed proudly on display.
Alissa wouldn't mind being talked to, though, especially by someone like a student. Her and Maddie (the Puca, apparently) were just about to head to the library for studies, if he'd like to join them.