Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 2, 2015 3:33:05 GMT -5
There was a thing layer of dust on everything in the room, and it smelt strongly of whiskey, smoke and that stupid aftershave Gawain liked and she didn't understand why. It smelt like gasoline or at least Kyra thought so. She dropped her own bags down by the door and wander inside, her breathing heavy as she looked over the classroom. His books were all spread out over his desk, each one with his name written in it perfectly... Half marked papers all about curses and how to protect yourself against the evils of this world. Yet when he needed protecting where was she? She was off with her dragons, living her perfect little carefree dream and he was here. Maybe if she had asked about the debt? Maybe if she didn't choose to chase her wild burning passion he would still be here...
She pulled open te draw and found all the standard Gawain things, smokes, whiskey, after shave, extra ink... picture of the family. She sat down in the chair behind the desk, taking off her hat and letting all her curls fall down her back. She couldn't have been anymore than nine in this photo, her brother just about to leave for school, the twins around five and Ultana a bouncing little baby. And the tears she was so admette about not letting fall started to come and hard. She placed the photo down on the desk and brought her hands to her face as she sobbed.
"I miss you..." She mumbled to herself and even if anyone was listening they probably couldn't make out her words behind her choking on her tears. "I miss you so much... why did you have to be so fucking good and noble. Then you would still fucking be here."
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Post by Pietro Antonucchi on Jul 2, 2015 3:44:32 GMT -5
A new professor. Of course there had to be a replacement for the late Professor Reid, and of course part of Pietro's job was to feel out all the other teachers and report back to Uncle Enzo. It was his duty to the family to go speak with this new faculty member.
Generally, Pietro enjoyed making nice with the other professors, but lately he hadn't felt such a desire to socialize. He'd had his heart broken multiple times: first by his own actions against Maureen, then by Serafina, and finally by the revelations about his brother and their mother. All he really wanted to do nowadays was drink and smoke.
Unfortunately, that was not always an option, and today was no exception. He had to go meet the new professor. He heard somebody entering Gawain's old classroom, then waited a few minutes to allow the person some time to settle in, at least put his or her things down. Finally he stood up from his own desk and made his way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room. He knocked a few times on the door, lightly and respectfully.
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 2, 2015 4:24:38 GMT -5
A knock on the door and she looked up and swallowed. Fuck fuck now? Now of all fucking times someone had to come to see her when she was clinging onto a photo of her family and crying her eyes out? She stood up and put the photo away before wiping her tears and moving to the door. She also tried her best to fix up her clothes, making sure her shirt and vest were all straight and button up right, her shoes were tied and she made sure to grab her hat and tuck all her hair back up into it before she open the door.
"Hey." She said looking up at the taller man as released a breath she wasn't even aware that she was holding. She really wasn't in the mood to play nice with anyone right now but she supposed if she was going to be here she should try and be nice and make friends with all the teachers until she gets her hands on that fucker that killed her brother so she can watch the light in his eyes die as she kills everything he loves, then beat him up to the point where he is begging for death and then she would heal him all up just so she could do it again. "Sorry I was just trying to clean up in here. Can I help you?"
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Post by Pietro Antonucchi on Jul 2, 2015 4:55:24 GMT -5
"Hello," Pietro replied, thinking for a moment about how best to approach this conversation. It likely wouldn't be a great idea to start with his name, given that he would be immediately identifying himself as "the murderous professor." Well, perhaps he could avoid that part of the conversation for a few minutes. He held his hand out to Kyra, offering a friendly smile. "I was just stopping by to welcome you to our school. I am Cascade's Potions professor. My classroom is just a few doors down the hall. I thought I would offer my services in case you could use assistance carrying things, or finding your way around."
All right, so she was a woman, and though she was tall, Pietro was taller. She had taken up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which of course meant she could handle herself, but most women were not skilled at fighting physically, and the O'Briens did not tend to employ females in important roles. At least in this first glance, the evidence seemed to be pointing toward the new professor's not being an O'Brien agent.
Of course, Pietro was intelligent enough not to become immediately complacent. This was merely a hunch based on cursory observations; he would continue gathering intelligence. Each new piece of information brought him a step closer to finding out exactly whether or not she was someone to be considered a threat.
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 2, 2015 18:22:52 GMT -5
"Oh," She said tapping her fingers against the door some looking down. She wasn't really in the mood to be entertain people, she kind of just wanted to go back to crying, but that wasn't the sort of woman she was. So she could suck it up from now and put on a smile for the man. "Well thanks, that nice of you to offer. Here you want to come in for a second. I was just about to pour myself a drink and start cleaning out some of the things left in here."
She open the door and finally got a good look at the man, tall and handsome with green eyes to die for. Total catch really and she couldn't help but smirk a little before remember that men like him don't look at scruffy things like her. And he had to be at least late twenties so he probably already had a girl. Oh well next time, she wasn't gonna be too broken hearted since well, this might be the first and last time she talks to him. While she is going to try and place nice while here she was here and make friends, Kyra is always much happier in the company of herself, a book and a bottle of whiskey.
She walked back over to her desk and pulled out the bottle that Gawain had been hiding away before summoning two glasses. "So how long have you been teaching here?" She asked pouring them both a drink and walking back over to the man.
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Post by Pietro Antonucchi on Jul 2, 2015 21:17:14 GMT -5
"Yes, thank you. I always enjoy a drink," Pietro replied, making his way inside and closing the door behind him. The classroom felt dusty and sad. What a shame it had been, to realize that a man he respected truly was an O'Brien employee and had to be put down. Not that Pietro felt guilty or anything, but it was a shame. Poor, foolish Gawain.
She passed him a glass, and Pietro thanked her with a smile and a nod before taking a sip and leaning back against the countertop along the wall. "This is my fourth year here," he replied. "It's a great group of students. Of course, they're terribly upset at the moment, due to ... the obvious reasons. But they will bounce back. Children are resilient.
"And you? Have you taught before?"
Just gathering intel, ready to file away all the data in his brain.
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 2, 2015 21:53:14 GMT -5
Terribly upset had to be the understatement of the century. They watched some man kill her brother right in front of him, even the thought made her tense. Made her think things that no woman should be allowed to think, like cutting his dick off and feeding it back to him piece by piece, or burning off each of his toes with a pot of molten lead. But still this man had been here four years so clearly he was good with students otherwise he wouldn't be here.
"Nope I didn't teach. I was a dragon tamer before this but uhh, the job is a little unstable and I have always wanted to work with children." She lied with a smile sipping her drink as she took a seat on top of the desk. Okay well so far so good, she was playing nice she hadn't said anything to give her away. Maybe this would be easier than she thought.
"I was top DADA student my year and my father raised me to be a fighter and I always leaned more towards work geared more towards men you know." She shrugged some and took out a smoke all well because well... if she was going to drink she was also going to smoke.
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Post by Pietro Antonucchi on Jul 3, 2015 5:18:14 GMT -5
Dragon tamer ... top DADA student ... raised to be a fighter ... men's work.
Fantastic. Another Professor Auttenberg. Pietro felt a little twinge in his shoulder where Nixie's throwing star had bitten into his flesh. Where were all these fighter women coming from, anyway? He felt quite certain that men in his father's generation had never had to deal with ... this. These masculine, uppity women who thought they could do anything they wanted.
He took another sip of his drink, then got out a cigarette of his own and lit it. "A dragon tamer? That must be fascinating work. I must admit, I have never dealt personally with dragons. I imagine it requires considerable ... well, physical tact, I guess you could say. Cleverness, attention to detail, and the like. With children, at least, you are usually not at risk of being set aflame. I am sure the students will find your background fascinating, and will treat you with respect.
"Did you have to travel far to get here? Or are you from the area?" Couldn't hurt to get a sense for how much she might already know about Antonucchis and O'Briens.
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 3, 2015 14:46:06 GMT -5
She could read it all over his face, that expression of 'Oh christ this woman' which she loved to see. She knew most men would go and label her a bitch because she doesn't fit into any of the other boxes they have set in their mind which all woman fell into. She upset the status quo by being fun loving but tough, masculine and hard working but still done with that slight extra touch that old women can have.
"Yeah it was probably some of the most rewarding work I have ever done. Dragons naturally are untrusting of humans so when they come around and finally trust you it is the most amazing feeling in the wonder!" If you wanted to get Kyra excited and all glowing and happy just get her to talk about Dragons. They were her children and her first love and everything to her. In face she dug into her jacket pocket and pulled out a photo, "This is Lady bug, she a very rare breed called Sargasso. I helped raised her from a egg." She sighed some, wishing she back back there right now but... "Oh god yeah, you have to be able to keep up and run from flame. I have had my fair share of burns, lucky I don't think at students till be trying to set me on fire." She said with a laugh that lead to her snorting a little bit.
"Yeah one can hope." She said hoping that he was right, she fought very hard for the men at work to respect her and she hoped it would be the same here. "Oh well I was living in Pennsylvania, but I grew up just down in New York City. "
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Post by Pietro Antonucchi on Jul 3, 2015 20:41:55 GMT -5
"Ah, yes, many children are the same way. You must earn their trust." Before he had been required to kill Gawain, Pietro had been respected, trusted, even loved by many of the students. They had turned to him in times of crisis. That was all over now. Now they were simply afraid. They barely spoke in class anymore. It hurt him, the loss of the students' trust. An unfortunate side effect of the requirements of his first, and more important, duty.
Pietro took the photograph and admired it. What a glorious creature! Enormous and strong and yet so graceful as she stretched her wings and huffed out some embers. "She is beautiful," he remarked, smiling down at the picture before handing it back to Kyra. "So elegant. Amazing how she can be so large and yet so graceful."
He chuckled when she mentioned the students and fire. "Well, they generally do not try to set you aflame, but it happens on occasion. I have seen more than my fair share of explosions in my classroom. Stay wary and you will be just fine."
So, she grew up in New York City, but she had been living in Pennsylvania for some time before now. Difficult to gauge how much she may or may not know. Probably not a lot but, again, Pietro kept himself from becoming too complacent. The road of complacency led to untimely death for someone like him.
"Camden Hills is a lovely town. Generally calm, and it is always easy to obtain alcohol. I hope you will enjoy living here. I recommend the Red Velvet Room for quality liquor and entertainment."
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 3, 2015 23:42:38 GMT -5
"Oh for sure. I'm hoping I can earn it right quick. Otherwise they might now find my class the most fun." Kyra got the feeling she might be that teacher kids will love or hate because she wasn't very formal. She would probably break early and take them for field trips and fun things like that. Some people love that and others hate that. Hopefully she would be able to strike a good balance of the two and then everyone would love her but she doubted it.
He had taken the photo from her and she smiled. "Yeah she was beautiful! I raised her and her sister Charlotte and her brother Stannis. They were my children really. I was sad to leave but they are in very good hands and I just had the feeling that my place is here." She said with a soft smile taking the photo back and tucking it away. "Maybe one day I can take a group of students down to see them, and you would be more than welcome to join us professor."
She nodded at his words about the town being lovely and she smiled. "Yeah it's beautiful really. And yeah? Well I will make sure to check it out. I do love a good drink after all clearly." She said raising her glass some with a smile as she took a sip.
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Post by Pietro Antonucchi on Jul 7, 2015 17:39:46 GMT -5
"Well, as I said before, simply mention the dragons and you will have their respect. The trust will follow." Pietro stared down for a moment into his glass, then quickly downed the final swig. Good liquor, that. Possibly Gawain's. Poor, poor Gawain.
As pleasant as the conversation had been, it was starting to wear on him: the need to appear friendly and personable when, really, all he wanted to do was get sloshed by himself and engage in some quality self-flagellation. There was far too much to think through, far too much to feel before he could regain some sense of normalcy. He must bring this conversation to a close.
He offered her a smile as he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and set about rinsing his glass. "I would consider it an honor to meet the dragons. Please let me know when you have planned the trip. What a kind offer, Professor ... ?"
The time for names had come. Now he would really get a sense for how much she knew.
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 8, 2015 13:36:54 GMT -5
"Yeah hopefully." She said finishing off her own drink as well and smiling softly. She still didn't feel like she would be nearly as good though as Gawain was, dragons or no dragons. He just got kids and loved teaching, it was all he ever wanted to do with his life. And yet he got dragged into... She sighed some and shook her head. "It is funny that I'm afraid these kids might be a little more unpredictable than dragons."
She nodded when he ask to let him know if she planned a trip and she smiled some. "Yes of course I will. Oh!" They totally missed names wow that was fucking stupid of her. "I'm Kyra Baudelaire." She said smiling some, the little white lie roll of her tongue easy she was use to lying about he name and her gender all the time. She did it when she tried to enlist for the war, and when she first starting working as a tamer. It was second nature to her now.
"And what is your name professor?"
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Post by Pietro Antonucchi on Jul 9, 2015 0:31:36 GMT -5
Pietro offered a smile and a nod, inclining his head respectfully. This was the moment. He watched her eyes closely.
"It has been a pleasure to meet you, Professor Baudelaire," he replied. "I am Pietro Antonucchi. You are welcome to call me Pietro."
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 9, 2015 15:00:05 GMT -5
Pietro Antonucchi.... Pietro fucking Antonucchi...
It took everything in her not to jump him. Not to wrap her hands around his throat and choke him out right here. No! No she had to wait and stay calm and soon. Soon she would be able to make him suffer. That was all she wanted in the end really. To watch him suffer like he made her family suffer. And it would be so good.
"Well thank you for everything Pietro. But I do have some work to do so if you could leave my classroom that would be great." She said with a smile that was maybe a little too forced and a little too bright but she didn't care she wanted him to leave.
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