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Character's Age: 32
Blood Status: Pure Blood
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Joined: 4-November 17
Last Seen: Nov 13 2017, 03:19 PM
Local Time: Jan 21 2018, 12:39 AM
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Nov 12 2017, 06:21 PM
When Aleksi didn’t have classes, he could often still be found in the training rooms. He kept them available for students during their free time, as well as made himself available for extra practice or or pointers for students who wanted to hone their technique. Or for the ones who needed remedial lessons in order to pass. Aleksi didn’t require his less athletic students to be perfect in order to; he just required that they did their best. Giving up because it was hard was not doing their best, so he was often giving extra lessons outside class.
Not today though. Aleksi found himself in the hour after lunch without any students in his training rooms. He thought about getting in a workout himself; he could push himself further and go harder on his own than with the youngsters. But then another idea occurred to him and he glanced at his watch. He’d be a bit late, but otherwise the timing was perfect.
Aleksi left the training grounds and headed for the classrooms a few floors above. It took him a minute to actually find the one he’d been looking for, as he’d never been to it before. Even as a student, he hadn’t tried taking Ancient Runes. Aleksi knew his skill set, and it didn’t include higher education.
But he’d been spending more and more time with Mihaela Nika Sokolsky lately. The Ancient Runes professor was funny and smart, and Aleksi had been finding reasons to spend time with her of late. He’d swapped seats at the Professor’s table in the Great Hall so he could sit near her and talk as they ate meals, and he was often available to walk her to her class or office, especially if she needed to carry around those large books full of the runes she taught the students. Aleksi didn’t understand a thing those books said, but he was great at carrying them.
And that was the reason, essentially, behind this venture today. Aleksi enjoyed talking to Nika, enjoyed watching her light up as she talked about her subject. But he didn’t understand a lick of it. He wasn’t stupid, he was just clueless about all things ancient runes. He wanted to understand her better though, understand her love for her subject. Aleksi had it in mind to sit in on her class, to see if he could do just that. And if he was right, she’d be teaching third or fourth years right about now. Surely that would work, right? Right.
Aleksi let himself into her classroom silently. For such a big man, he could be down right graceful when he wanted to be. Luckily, the door was at the back of the class, so he didn’t interrupt things. He slid quietly to the back of the room, smiling at Nika when he caught her eye and leaning against the back wall with his arms crossed, content to just watch her work.
Nov 7 2017, 02:59 AM
Aleksi had been walking the stone corridors this evening, doing the nightly rounds around the fortress. All teachers did this, and the only thing particular special about this night was that it was his turn. He actually enjoyed the chore for the most part. It was very peaceful, most nights, with just a straggler or two to send off up to bed in the evening. Occasionally he had to give out detentions when the stragglers ventured out of their dorm too late at night, but it was still early yet. Curfew hadn’t yet passed, so Aleksi mostly reminded the students he saw that it was approaching.
Rounding a corner, the Combat professor started hearing a commotion up ahead. That was highly unusual. Frowning, he picked up his pace to see what was going on.
Two boys were fighting, just absolutely wailing on each other angrily. Once Aleksi realized that, he picked up his pace. Jogging quickly to the two boys, he grabbed the forearm of the boy who appeared to be the more aggressive, Isaac Harrow . He recognized the boy from his classes, as well as the boy he was fighting, a boy by the name of Petar who liked to push around some of the other boys.
Aleksi had Isaac’s arm in his grasp, and put a strong hand against Petar’s chest, physically forcing the two boys apart. “Boys! Enough. What in Merlin’s name is going on here?” the Professor demanded.