Octavia Balam
Professor of magical studies
How interesting, this class was quite the opportunity for.. this or that... as she suspected it was also full of the kind of minds that might be good candidates for her little field trip she had planned. The flustered young lady that had just left for example.. Octavia wondered if she scared her off.. having one demon in the room let alone two may have triggered such a response whether the girl even understood what she did or not. Would it be too sadistic to chase after that one specifically? Octavia touched her own face a bit grinning like an excited fiend running her well kept little finger barely along the corner of her bottom lip, it was ironic that despite noting the obvious mask of the man in the front of the room she who sat in the back was the one less confident in the fit of her mask.
Time passed, it was at last time to be moving and rather quickly.. as if the room had been frozen in time the clock had spun a great deal. Rousing speeches did that sometimes. Octavia stood from her seat and gestured towards this signal that time was up quietly as she made her way outside, just as quietly gesturing for the substitute teacher to join her on the way out. During the few moments before the class was dismissed she'd wait outside to think up an excuse to have someone dashing walk her to her own class.
(Exit)
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