Professor Estelle Blair, plus womb parasite
Eating is a big pastime of mine.
Wed Apr 12, 2017 13:48
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Estelle was in the waddling stage of her pregnancy now. This was displeasing to her. She was also at only five-ish months pregnant, which meant that she had literally almost a hundred more days to go. This was also displeasing to her. The end goal of all this hassle was, of course, super exciting for their little family, but it was getting harder and harder for her to stay focused on their soon-but-not-soon-enough future as a family of four when her feet were puffed up, and her back hurt, and she couldn’t sleep more than a couple hours at most before having to wake up and clumsily roll to her other side.

Overall, the Australian was just more grumpy than excited, which had hardly boded well for her Cultural Studies students. Pop quizzes had become so frequent it almost defeated the purpose (note the word ‘almost’. She could still keep them on their toes by throwing multiple quizzes out in a single class, or making them deliver the answers in spontaneous oral presentations rather than individual tests on paper). But some of the students seemed to have been scared into doing better work as a result, so that was great.

Standing inside the entrance of the Dining Hall, hands buried in the pockets of her oversized knit cardigan, Estelle scowled across the room at large. Having swapped out her dragonhide boots for a pair of fuzzy koala slippers, which made her appear far less intimidating than she liked but were both extra-comfortable and actually fit her swollen feet, the normally short brunette was now at her natural less-than-five-foot height. This was making it hard for her to see where Samuel Boot had gotten to. Estelle had agreed to help supervise the Breakfast Day but had arrived late - totally acceptable, considering her condition. Presumably Samuel was already here, but the man was just slightly insane, so who really knew?

She might as well eat while she was here. With a huff of annoyance at having to move, she began waddling across to the nearest cooking station, brown eyes keeping keen watch of her surroundings. Thus far, she couldn’t see any coffee-pots and she would much prefer to keep it that way, since coffee was one of those smells that disagreed with her strongly. This was also something displeasing to her. Estelle loved coffee in the morning. Hmph.

Not trusting herself to cook in the slightest, she put in a special request for two cardamom-seasoned crepes folded around a mismatched tower of kiwis and pickles with sharp cheddar and a swirl of chocolate sauce on top. The elf agreed to bring it to her table when it was done, so Estelle waddled off again, searching for a table against the wall so that she could stare out over the room and keep watch for students running with knives or initiating food fights or any other dumb thing teenagers might do.

Since she had arrived late, the Diner was pretty full, but Estelle found an open seat at a table with some students. They would possibly not want to have a professor sitting with them. She didn’t care and sat down anyways, letting out a small sigh of relief at the sudden lack of weight on her feet. Apparently it had taken her long enough to waddle around that her breakfast was ready. “Ah, thanks,” she nodded to the elf that had popped up beside her. The plate was piled high, blocking part of the text on her Ironic Maternity Shirt. Her younger brother Cooper had made the ​shirt for her as a joke, but he’d spelt the word heartburn as heatburn, because he was the special type of idiot who could build a robot but couldn’t follow a dictionary.

Leaning over awkwardly to reach the table over her belly, Estelle began shoveling food in, studiously ignoring the students at the table. She only glanced their way when one of the students spoke to her. Knowing her luck, it was probably one of her Cultural Studies students wanting to complain about their grades without justification...

  • All-Day Breakfast [all welcome] - Professor Samuel Boot, Mon Apr 10 15:47
    For the record, Samuel Boot had not volunteered to be involved with this event. Samuel Boot just wanted to eat his pancakes by himself, in peace, the way it should be. The way it had always been. But ... more
    • I think things are getting Hairy for me - Marissa Kendrick, Thu Apr 13 20:43
      Marissa was tired. She’d thrown her party just a little bit before Footloose was ready to open. She knew how busy hell week would be, so it was nice to blow off some steam before that. She didn’t get ... more
    • You've gotta try this [Connor] - Marley Chapman, Thu Apr 13 16:40
      “Connooooor!” Upon sight of the classic glass jar sitting innocently among the table of syrups and jams and other goodies, Marley had gotten so excited that she had almost dropped her plate. Thank... more
      • No that's really okay - Connor Farnon, Thu Apr 13 19:48
        The concept of all-day breakfast was entirely unappealing to Connor. It sounded like a messy affair that had the entire school there, and he was very selective about his company so the idea of the... more
        • But you'll miss out! - Marley, Fri Apr 14 03:06
          Despite her excitement, she blushed a little when he thanked her, and for the umpteenth time since the party she sent Wordless Grateful Thoughts in the direction of her dad's African family, who were ... more
          • I'm somehow okay with that - Connor, Fri Apr 14 20:20
            This was all going terribly and when Marley asked him if he trusted her, Connor couldn’t even make a sound of dissent. Of course he didn’t trust her. He wouldn’t trust her with Dade’s puffskein, and... more
            • You'll change your mind - Marley, Sat Apr 15 12:28
              Hadn’t she told him that already? “You can put it on something, or eat it plain,” Marley repeated, confused by his confusion. It wasn’t that complicated. Just like she’d explained to him at the... more
              • Oh right. Marley had mentioned that the way to eat Cheese Whiz was either on its own or on something before - Connor had lost it in the mess of words that constantly tumbled out of his yearmate’s... more
                • I am optimistic about this - Marley, Tue Apr 18 13:16
                  “Well, this is a pancake breakfast, duh,” Marley pointed out cheerfully. “So that’s why I got you some plain pancakes. Plain pancakes are basically toast. Like, they’re all just bread.” Really,... more
                  • Among the other things that Marley seemed to think were correct that were objectively not apparently included the role of toast in a breakfast. Connor was of the strict opinion that anything called... more
                    • Optimism always has a place here! - Marley, Wed Apr 19 10:20
                      Connor apparently hadn't seen the humour of the pun that was literally right in front of him. (She conveniently forgot that she hadn't directly pointed it out to him, but she would probably realize... more
                      • I refuse - Connor, Wed Apr 19 11:16
                        Marley sighed at him and Connor scowled right back at her. It wasn’t his fault that she thought touching food with her hands was acceptable. He had manners and knew better. Admittedly it wasn’t... more
                        • That's not allowed - Marley, Wed Apr 19 22:41
                          Connor insisted that he wasn't scared, which Marley hadn't really expected because he was generally such an honest person. Maybe not an open person. He was really quiet, and when people were really... more
                          • But consider: what if it was - Connor, Thu Apr 20 04:42
                            In the midst of his coughing, the last thing Connor had expected was for Marley to come up and whack him on the back, which was of course precisely why she did so. He was too busy coughing to glare,... more
                            • Nope. I'm putting my foot down. - Marley, Fri Apr 21 00:08
                              Connor kept coughing for a bit, even after he took some sips of the orange juice. Was that a bad sign? Had her whack been unlucky enough to actually put him in a worse spot? Concerned, Marley kept... more
    • Feeling Flat as a Pancake - Dardanius Dubois, Thu Apr 13 09:36
      Getting out of bed seemed more of an effort that morning than usual, so it was definitely lucky that wearing pyjamas to breakfast was not only welcomed, but encouraged on that particular day. It... more
      • Crepes are flatter, so it could be worse - Kaye Packman, Thu Apr 13 21:27
        Kaye was very excited about special breakfast food, but she wasn’t so excited about the pajamas. The event in the Finer Diner wanted them to come get the glorious breakfast food while dressed in... more
        • Perhaps I should not use food as descriptors - Dardanius, Fri Apr 14 15:27
          While he had looked up when someone had joined him at the table, it wasn’t one of his friends, and Danny had no idea whether Kaye was likely to speak to him or not (he had barely spoken to Ruben, who ... more
          • Oh cool, it looked like she’d confused him. Kaye wasn’t surprised; she took a bit of pride in being able to confuse people. She’d spent quite a bit of her life being teased and bullied. It started... more
            • It apparently would take more than a brief interaction for Danny to figure out how to talk to Kaye. He didn’t expect her to care what was causing his subdued mood, but he didn’t think she would grin... more
              • Like? - Kaye, Thu Apr 20 20:39
                Kaye wondered what other sweet crepes she could get the house elves to make. Nutella and strawberries was a very good go-to, but there were so many other options. For a Muggle branded food, it was... more
                • Or adjectives. Blue, for example - Danny, Fri Apr 21 10:20
                  He would concede that his own meal was sweet, and certainly more so than his usual selections. “I usually go for more savoury stuff,” Danny offered an explanation for his reaction to Kaye’s crepes.... more
    • I've been waiting for this day [Tag: Professor Boot] - Brynjolf Nilssen, Wed Apr 12 19:49
      Brynjolf Nilssen had been waiting for this day. When he was an ickle first year, he’d heard rumors of the professor that everyone swore was a ghost or something. On his first encounter with Samuel... more
    • Eating is a big pastime of mine. - Professor Estelle Blair, plus womb parasite, Wed Apr 12 13:48
      • It's a fun one! - Remington Burnham, Fri Apr 14 10:39
        Remington was usually more dressed up than her peers, so it was weird to walk into the Finer Diner in pajamas. She didn’t have any bows that matched a breakfast food theme, but she did have a cute... more
        • The fun part is pretty convenient - Professor Blair, Fri Apr 14 17:01
          Estelle’s face was already starting to form a scowl in anticipation of being harassed over her breakfast to re-mark an essay or any other banal complaint the student could possibly have. (In the... more
          • Let's get into a pickle - Remington, Sun Apr 16 11:38
            Even though she hadn’t finished her first year yet, Remington knew some of the classes she’d continue with after her third year. She had no idea what she wanted to do with her life – understandable,... more
            • With some sugar on top - Professor Blair, Tue Apr 18 12:23
              It was probably completely unprofessional for her, a late-thirties Professor, to be casually sitting and chatting with one of her first-years about pickle cravings. Wearing pyjamas and fuzzy... more
    • My Three Favorite Words! - Teal Rosse, Tue Apr 11 06:29
      Teal was a growing girl. Her birthday was coming up soon, so she only had a few months left of not being a teenager. She was five foot and two and a half inches (up half an inch from the start of... more
      • How fortuitous - Claudia Dubois, Tue Apr 11 07:14
        All day breakfast was an idea Claudia embraced. She didn't often like change, admittedly, but breakfast foods were inarguably the best of all the meal constituents as far as the second year was... more
    • PANCAKES! - Sara de Alba, Mon Apr 10 22:03
      Sara felt like the All Day Breakfast activity was godsent after the horrible weeks she had come to live at Spellwork classes. The Lyra had, finally, caught up with most of her classes, but that... more
      • Crepes for me, please - Holland Keene, Tue Apr 11 00:12
        Generally speaking, Holland disapproved of the concept of “breakfast foods.” There was no reason why eggs and bacon and pancakes couldn’t coexist with sandwiches and soup and roasts. It was true that ... more
        • I may try those next - Sara, Tue Apr 11 22:07
          “Yes!,” she responded excitedly to the person that had taken a seat besides her and Sara recognized as an Older Lyra. The first-year didn't know much about them, but she had heard all about a Big... more
          • 10/10, do recommend - Holland, Wed Apr 12 11:17
            “Holland Keene,” they introduced themself, perhaps unnecessarily. At this point Holland seemed fairly well-known within the school. They took a bite of the spinach-ricotta crepe, which they realized... more
            • I trust your judgement - Sara, Sat Apr 15 01:23
              Sara was in awe with the older student sitting next to her. It was a lot for the eleven-year old to take in during breakfast, but the Lyra nodded in agreement trying to seem cool. If she was honest,... more
              • Consider me honored - Holland, Mon Apr 17 11:11
                Holland was expecting the Spanish Inquisition about their gender. Even well-intentioned underclasspeople, like Marley, asked a lot of questions because they’d never had the concept of non-binary... more
    • Doing a bit of hunting - Ruben Lundqvist, Mon Apr 10 21:25
      Ruben was very much a food person. Not in the sense that he was picky about fancier foods or whatever; he could appreciate a fancy dish, but he wasn’t about to turn his nose up at something more... more
      • I'm noticing a trend with you - Rose Farnon, Tue Apr 11 18:44
        Never in a million years would Rose admit that Ruben Lundqvist had beat her in a duel because he hadn’t , their duel had been broken up before she formally conceded, but she would and had admit that... more
        • My impeccable good looks? - Ruben, Wed Apr 12 02:05
          Understandably distracted by the swell of rage at his breakfast flying away from him (it was admittedly his fifth pancake of the morning, but that didn’t mean being interrupted in the middle of... more
          • Well, you're not wrong - Rose, Wed Apr 12 05:23
            Ruben was laughing at her and Rose nearly pulled her wand out of where it was tucked neatly into the elastic waistband of her pyjama pants to make good on her pancake threat. She thought better of... more
            • I rarely am - Ruben, Wed Apr 12 18:08
              Rose didn’t sound too happy with accepting his help, though he supposed that was to be expected. He’d been the cause of the mess, after all. Still, she accepted, and that was more than enough reason... more
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