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Teh Scawyest Wulf
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Location: Engraving and Enchantment Classroom
Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia (@folclor )
What I'm doing: Admitting my worries
James's face turned red and he looked down at his hands. Two feeling washed over him at the same time. First, relief that Imalia wasn't sick or hurt, and second, worry about how she would answer his next question.
"Oh... It's just that..."
James paused and took a deep breath, steadying his nerves.
"Earlier, on my way to lunch, there was a bit of an incident involving two apprentices, The Headmistress, and a teacher that was referred to as a Sith. The Sith seemed to be trying to take one of the apprentices for herself... and one of them, a male apprentice a few years older than me, was convinced that the Sith wanted them for... "personal pleasure". So... that gave me a few worries about where I stand... I mean, I've heard of cultures where, in a master and apprentice relationship, such things are expected and... I... I suppose I'm just, a bit scared... Of this place... Of you..."
James bowed his head low.
"I'm sorry."
Location: Engraving and Enchantment Classroom
Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia (@folclor )
What I'm doing: Admitting my worries
James's face turned red and he looked down at his hands. Two feeling washed over him at the same time. First, relief that Imalia wasn't sick or hurt, and second, worry about how she would answer his next question.
"Oh... It's just that..."
James paused and took a deep breath, steadying his nerves.
"Earlier, on my way to lunch, there was a bit of an incident involving two apprentices, The Headmistress, and a teacher that was referred to as a Sith. The Sith seemed to be trying to take one of the apprentices for herself... and one of them, a male apprentice a few years older than me, was convinced that the Sith wanted them for... "personal pleasure". So... that gave me a few worries about where I stand... I mean, I've heard of cultures where, in a master and apprentice relationship, such things are expected and... I... I suppose I'm just, a bit scared... Of this place... Of you..."
James bowed his head low.
"I'm sorry."
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