Teacher to teacher chating

[Professor Layton]

More killers? More people like Clive and Bill Hawks? More people like... these teachers? Hershel didn't have a good feeling at all about what Medusa would do with an apprentice. Should he really tell her Death the Kid was in his archeology class? Or that he was teaching archeology class at all?

[Gilbert]

Gilbert looked over at the archeology professor who seemed nervous. "Hey, Hersh." He whispered as the others were caught up in conversation and their own thoughts. "You seem a bit on edge... Don't vorry, I'm not really blood-thirsty... I've just been in a lot of vars. Just wanted to shut Pinky up. Trust me though, ve'll be fine, I'm not so bad a guy, eh?" He lilted. "AH VERDAMMT! THAT LITTLE CANADIAN'S GOT ME DOIN' IT TOO!!!" He shouted loudly, drawing the room's attention. He grinned a bit. "Vhat are you all looking at? I know I'm hot but verdammt, have some dignity."

[Medusa]

Medusa shrugged, although she did not mention anything about experiments. "I want to see what kind of students would be capable of learning dark magic that's all." she then figured there was no need to hide from these teachers anymore. She slowly and carefully took a seat on thin air. "After all, wouldn't it be better to learn such magic..." the broom slowly appeared. "From a witch herself?"

[Gilbert]

"Kesesesesesesese. Vitch huh? I vas thinking something similar. My guess started vith a B however. Kesesesesesesese." He chuckled, poking fun at the witch.

[Professor Layton]

Right. Relax, maybe sneak away and grab a cup of tea. Professor Hershel Layton nodded at the other teacher, then got up out of his seat. "I'll go grab a cup of tea. I'll be back here soon." Professor Layton said as he got up. He went over to grab a cup of tea, coming back with a smile on his face. Nothing could disturb him from his tea.

[matthew]

"G-gil." The shy newcomer stuttered out at the volume one would use around a very strict librarian. "Y-you really shouldn't be m-mean to our new colleagues eh? You had enough e-enemies at Hetalia International." He scolded, his voice barely a whisper. The rest took no notice of the man. He was very nearly invisible, even his outline seemed barely there.

[Medusa]

Medusa's cold glare continued to hunt down on Gil. She had sensed the man from inside but she had decided not to care. she was here for her reason, why should this one man get her down. At the suggestion of tea, Medusa stood up from her broom and walked over to where the tea was. "Tea does sound nice right now."

[Gilbert]

"BIRDIE!!!!" The albino greeted the teacher with a bone-crushing hug, knocking Medusa over and spilling her tea on his way over. "Everyvone, this is Matthew Williams, he taught at the same school as me and is the nation of Canada." He smiled brightly and the blushing Canadian gave a small wave to the others.

[Grell Sutcliff]

Grell looked with surprise at the woman, eying her broomstick curiously. He had sensed something a bit...off about her.
His eyes flashed narrowly to the annoyingly egotistical teacher in the room, his green eyes becoming sharp. Oh, how he would love to use his scythe right about now...
His attention was diverted again as a new character entered the room, just barely visible in the flourescent light of the lounge. Raising an eyebrow, Grell spoke, "And who is this...Matthew, Gilbert? Friend of yours?"
Grell smirked. They actually seemed kind of cute together, thought the shinigami had to feel sorry for anybody who got stuck with this sort of person as their life partner.

[Professor Layton]

Really? Professor Layton had something in common with this teacher? That was a first. Besides top hats, of course. At least Professor Layton could make a conversation with Medusa with tea instead of killing or apprentices. Well, perhaps he could talk with her about Luke, Helen and Flora. Though his attention turned from Medua to Gilbert and his friend, Matthew.

[Medusa]

Nov 29, 2010 19:59:58 GMT -5 Grell Sutcliff said:

Grell smirked. They actually seemed kind of cute together, thought the shinigami had to feel sorry for anybody who got stuck with this sort of person as their life partner.

"Apparently his name is Matthew unless i heard wrong. But i never hear anything wrong." Medusa lowered her hood to let the others really see her full face. She trusted them enough. She took a sip of tea before sitting back down on her broom

[Gilbert]

The albino man blushed, not quite as dark as the younger man next to him, he looked at the Canadian then down. He said in a low tone of voice, "He's just a friend, a fellow nation." He looked visibly disappointed. The blonde next to him looked away feeling awkward and a bit sad. Gilbert took a seat and Matthew followed. For once the silverette was silent, his face beet red. 'Mattie's really close' he thought. 'Less than an inch. He smells good... like maple syrup.' He focused on the other teachers instead before he did something he could potentially regret.

[Professor Layton]

Professor Hershel Layton turned to see Medusa. He took a sip of his own tea as he looked at her. "I had an apprentice named Luke once." he said as he looked at Medusa. For some reason, he trusted her enough to tell her about Luke. Why, though? Hershel was unsure about why.

[Doc Worth]

Worth just leaned against the wall in the back corner, with a cigarette between his teeth. He didn't care about any of the other teachers. Hell, he just wanted to be paid. He didn't really even know why he was there, but whatever- at least they had a place that wasn't filled with brats who would most likely constantly annoy him. Exhaling the smoke from his mouth, he just stared at the ceiling only to mutter to himself.

"Oi, wuttuv I gotten m'self intah?"[/i]

[Sorry guys, Worth doesn't like people and won't talk to anyone. xD Unless someone wants to piss him off, go right ahead.][/size]

[Gilbert]

"Kesesesesesese. " Prussia found his distraction. "Oi! Kiwi. Your makeup's smeared."