Post by Basil Holmes on Apr 25, 2010 10:30:17 GMT -5
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Basil is, in a word, confused, though still intrigued. It isn't often he finds himself in a situation where Max..Maxwell(?) is outwardly emotional. Rather, he should rephrase that. The boy's sarcastic and snotty and rude, so in a sense, he does show feeling, but.. Scratching his head, the teacher offered a gentle smile.
"Max, yes," he replied, giving a nod of his head. Scratch the gentle smile; it was more of an awkward tug of his lips, but it was obvious he was trying. "I'll uhm, be sure to work on that."
It was odd, feeling nice. He was quite bad at it, never priding himself on his manners but rather his intelligence. Basil's wit had once been mistaken for courtesy, but that was because he was being flirtatious. Not that he wanted to kiss the hand of that devilish woman, but it was mandatory he get close to her in order to unveil that scheme of her's. Oh, and how he enjoyed her utter look of hatred when he alerted the police of her underground child slavery--
Oh, that's right. He was still smiling awkwardly.
Clearing his throat, Basil nodded. "Right, then. Uhm," holding out his hand and gesturing down the hall, the man looked around uncomfortably. "We should head to class then, eh?" Without waiting for a response, he gently patted the boy's shoulder and strode quickly away from Maxwell, though did check behind him--just once!-- to make sure his assistant wasn't tripping over his own feet.
Professional concern seemed to be a constant presence in Basil's mind.
FOR ,,[/color] CLOSSSSEDD~ purr.
WORDS ,,[/color] 246
STATUS ,,[/color] complete!
WEARING ,,[/color] a disheveled suit.
EXTRA ,, [/color] That's Basil's new catchphrase.[/size]
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