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Post by AdminRhea on Mar 18, 2011 14:24:41 GMT -5
Tavish was taking a walk. He didn't usually like to go outside, but spring was springing so nicely here that he thought it was time to step outside. He had dressed in all black and suffocating long sleeves for the weather; the sun was not something tha he liked to come in contact with. Tavish didn't necessarily want to meet any of the stupid brats who lived here; they were only good when they were crying or bleeding, and they wouldn't be doing either out here in the courtyard. So the headmaster hoped that they would just say the hell away from him; if one of the cheeky bastards dared to talk to him then maybe he'd put them in their place by himself and not care what it came to. His hands stuffed in his pockets, his head bent, the man wandered through the neglected grounds with his eyes on the ground. He was contemplating going back to his office when he felt eyes on him and looked up sharply.
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