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Post by Midori on Apr 4, 2007 18:10:14 GMT -5
The very busy female teacher sat at a table in the back of the library, a laptop computer infront of her, and a stack of papers to both sides of her on the table. She had a lot of grading to do, and it wasn't something she would lable as 'easy'
The term was almost over now, and she accidenlt let all her paper work pile up on her. "Ugh.." She moaned in complaint, pulling her short hair back into what she called a ponytail to keep it out of her face.
Ever since she had taken on the duties of the headmistress, she had changed a little. She was less of the aggressive woman she had been known as. She actually started acting like a normal teacher! Her stealth suite became less of a dailt thing, only worn for her Stealth related classes; usually she wore a black pencil skirt with an array of green tops and for the most part black ballet flats.
"Unhhh." She placed her head down on the table. All this work was begining to give her a headaache.. or was it the fact she always leaned so close to her computers screen instead of just wearing glasses like a normal person would?
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Post by Madame Lynn on Jul 10, 2007 11:36:17 GMT -5
An elderly woman walked over to her and placed a hand on her back, patting it a few times. "It's alright Miss Midori. I know you just had a hard job thrown onto you."
She smiled faintly to the new headmistress, her smokey boue eyes hining with her health. her age was certainly the last factor to think about if push came to shove. Especially in this school of all places.
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