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Sept 7, 2016 7:16:09 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2016 7:16:09 GMT -7
@samuil <3 Anastasia had just gotten off her shift at the library and had locked it up. It was Saturday night and the library closed early that day, about 8 at night. She had taken out a few books, one for herself and two for Samuil, the Divination teacher she had met the other day. Ana knew of a few books he had his eye on and since she could take out books for as long as she pleased, she did for him.
After showering quickly and blow drying her hair, she threw on a simple black tank top and a pair of dark green jeans. Her black sandals were flopping as she walked up the set of stairs to the Divination Tower where she knew Samuil would be.
Anastasia knocked on the door twice, and she heard some mumbling but wasn't sure if he had said come in. Slowly, her hand turned the knob and opened the door to the classroom. He wasn't in there, so she walked to the other door and opened that. What she saw made her eyes open wide and her face beat red. Out of shock she dropped the books on the floor and covered her eyes. "Oh! Samuil!"
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Sept 10, 2016 21:08:00 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2016 21:08:00 GMT -7
Samuil quite liked the Divination tower, he'd decided. It was secluded. IT meant that unless someone was specifically looking for him, they wouldn't come across him. It meant less distraction. Less foot traffic. Basically he could work in peace and quite. And with Divinations? That was a luxury he could rarely afford. He had to take advantage of it while he could.
He didn't have any classes today, Saturdays were nice like that, nor did he have any private sessions with any students. It was the evening, and he was in the backroom. He kept a lot of his personal Divination supplies back there. In the middle of the room was... well a bonfire! And he sat facing it, deep in meditation. Due to the heat, he'd discarded his shirt an hour ago. despite the window being open to let out some of the heat. Other then to remove his shirt, he hadn't moved in at least three hours. He wasn't blinking as she stared at the flames in front of him. It was almost as if he was.... well seeing something. He didn't even hear the knock on the door, nor hear the door open. But he did hear the books dropping and a female voice exclaiming his name. His eyes widened, suddenly snapping out of it, and blinked rapidly. It took a moment, but eventually she realized who it was and stood up, groaning just a little, his muscles stiff from not moving. "Anastasia, excuse me, I didn't know you were there."
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Sept 10, 2016 21:21:12 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2016 21:21:12 GMT -7
@samuil <3 Anastasia heard some moving around and she assumed he had stood up or something. She kept her hands over her eyes, completely shocked. Anastasia had no idea the last time she had seen such a gorgeous man without a shirt on, and she felt so embarrassed. Her heart was in her throat and her face was a bright red. Peeking through her fingers she looked at the fire, confused as to why he had one in his room.
Quickly, she looked at him once more then covered her eyes again, smiling behind her hands. "Oh I'm sorry Samuil... I thought I heard you say to come in..." Anastasia's voice was quiet, not knowing what else to say.
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Sept 11, 2016 10:06:07 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 10:06:07 GMT -7
Anastasia was covering her eyes. Why? Samuil looked around the room, trying to decide if there was anything in there he should be embarrassed about, but couldn't find anything... Until he spotted his discarded shirt. He knew she was extremely shy... Could that be the reason. He quickly grabbed the plain gray shirt and pulled it on over his head. "No, the apology is mine. I'm not used to having visitors up here." Rarely, if ever to be exact. It was just so out of the way, people didn't stop by for a minute unless they had a reason. It wasn't like the library, where you could just pop in for a minute between destinations.
He spotted the books on the ground, and moved towards them. "Let me help you with those." He bent down, stacking the books carefully, though an eyebrow raised at the titles. All Divination books. He didn't recall asking for these, could she have brought them because she thought he might want to read them? That made him smile, as he took the stack in his arms and straightened. He was quite a bit taller then her, he realized in that moment.
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Sept 11, 2016 10:55:40 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2016 10:55:40 GMT -7
@samuil <3 Samuil apologized and that is when she let her hands fall. Thankfully, he had begun putting his shirt back on. She smiled sheepishly at him, not knowing how to react anymore. Her mind was all in a jumble, she could hardly think straight. Anastasia bit her lip and glanced around, her eyes resting on the fire, the flames going every which way. It was warm, but it was nice on her wet hair. She tilted her head. "Why've you got a bonfire going on inside, Samuil?" Ana was genuinely curious, but she did just want to sit down in front of it.
Her eyes immediately flew back to him when he offered to pick up the books that had fallen. She was in a moment of shock, but then as soon as Samuil went to stand up, Anastasia bent down, and her forehead collided with his. Oh goodness...typical Anastasia, making a fool out of herself. She shut her eyes and her hand flew to her forehead as if to stop the pain. "Oh, of course..." She grumbled to herself. After stumbling for a moment, Ana sat down in front of the fire and felt some blood on her fingers.
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