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"Ah, now..." The man in front of her tusked and shook his head. "A name is a terribly frightening powerful thing to have." He said. "Has no one ever taught you that?" His gaze turned in front of him and he seemed to be staring off into space, his eyes glazing over as he murmured soft words...

This explains that when the bell rang and the hour was up. many students kept lingering and only two had dashed off before the bell had actually sounded. The usual 'grab your books ten minutes before time so you can scraper when time's up' did not apply to this class yet. Wesley explained a...

He glanced down at her in silence for a moment, but there was no sign on his face that her words had even touched awakened the tiniest bit of sense in him. When he finally, slowly blinked she could tell she was in trouble. How could he stay so darn collected and calm? "Actually I do know they...

"Oh, that is just brilliant." His tone couldn't have been more acid. The Sorcerer stood in the doorway - for how long he'd been standing there was unknown - and glowered at the girl walking between the rows of potions and bottles. "Now my lab likes you as well." He wrinkled his nose as if in...

The Professor smiled and it was clear he had to stifle a laugh when the comment about the assignment and the Dean was made. He was clearly amused by it but if he showed it openly then he might get in trouble with the other professors. Word travelled fast, after all. "It's still at the start of...

The Sorcerer wasn't a simple man. His mind worked in complicated ways and he always seemed to be prepared for whatever came his way. For some reason or another he was always a step in front of others and if someone tried to betray him he had calculated it into his plans. If someone wanted to ask...

"Good. It was... good." The professor replied. He took out his own papers, though it weren't many, and prepared the laptop and beamer. "Did you make the assignment for today?" He asked her while he looked directly at her to see her reply. Perhaps he was trying to see if she'd be lying to him...

The Sorcerer was not pleased. His cup had been thrown and the magic had been erased from it. Though it had spilled magical water for a good five minutes creating a damp spot on the cell floor. When he had entered again to check on her he found her in bed - defiant and grumpy, and her room a...

He watched her, intently, then cocked his head to the side and smirked. "Oh, little Marnie. If I'd be as ruthless as my reputation prescribes then I'd make you into my bride right here and right now. It might even do you good to have something small and alive to give your attention to. But I'm...

The corner of his lips twisted slightly upward. "Thank you." He said. Seemingly her insult had done nothing to hurt him but was rather takena s a compliment by him. Well, no need to deny something that was the truth. "I think little one suits you." He said, reaching for the cup and taking a...

At this the Sorcerer actually laughed -which was a thing uncommon to him. "Oh, my dear, there's still a lot you need to learn about me." He gestured at the cup on the tray. "Drink, I won't have you starve yourself to death now that you're here. You need the liquids." He smirked. "My dear, I...

She saw Professer Jarell exit the classroom just before the start of her own, but that was the last she saw of him that day. The rest of the week was filled with new courses and introductions and at times she would spot the young professor of literature when he walked down a hallway or had a...

"Ah," He clicked his tongue. "Straight to the point, aren't you?" He leant back against the wall and watched her with interest. "All right. You are something I want and so I came to get it. Now to the important parts. You're in a prison cell. I kindly converted it for your convenience. I take...

The class went as well as could be expected and by the end of the lesson the professor told them all to look on blackboard and prepare the assignment he'd posted on there. Also, the presentation of today - which had been very introductory- would be posted by the end of the week since all...

When finally the night had vanished and the Sorcerer had his breakfast prepared and brought to him, the door opened and he showed himself to the girl. "It's day." He stated, for in her room she could not see this. A tray of food was placed in front of her. The door behind him had closed and...

The Sorcerer's eyes twinkled at her display of bold behaviour. "What does it look like I'm doing?" The man replied with a smirk. "I'm kidnapping you." He waited for her reaction, which was bound to come to this revelation. It wasn't every day after all that you got kidnapped from out of your...

"That is quite the challenge you've set for yourself." Her professor's eyes twinkled. Why, of all people, did he have to comment on what she had just said? Wesley didn't stop there though, he continued. "Becoming a writer is somewhat more of hobby material. Only the really good and the really...

Was he aware of the effect he had? It seemed as if Wesley wasn't. He resumed his role as professor by being silent and distracted by his work until more and more of the students had arrived. Some greeted him, others pashed by in a rush. When he started class it was with a smile and a gesture of...

It was early still but as any good professor should, Wesley Jarell was already seated behind his desk, preparing the lesson for the next class. He looked up and smiled at the student who entered the classroom. "Good morning." he replied. Right after her two others arrived and stepped up to his...

~ Marnie. Dear little Marnie. She had somehow imprinted herself on the Sorcerer's mind. She was much younger, he was aware of that, and despite the words she'd used he could tell that she was quite innocent as well. Too young, too innocent and too much of a peasant to be any respectable match...