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Tichondrius inclined his head in acknowledgement of his apprentice, then paused as his eyes turned upon the other girl. His mind finally pulled her name out from the depths of his memory. "Elvera Le Fey. Haven't seen you in a while," he said, inclining his head in greeting, then turned to the...

"After a fashion. I can whistle, but can barely carry a tune. I'm good at long, shrill ones though. I generally use it to call my pet to me when I'm outside and he is too," he said. Tichondrius' hands slipped into his robe and out again, holding a pack of Pocky. He deftly opened up the pack...

You've probably noticed by now, but I have very little time these days to come up, mostly because I'm currently serving my National Service. Early mornings and very late nights so ... I'll pop in when I can, but its quite hard ...

Tichondrius' ears twitched as he caught the sound of a familiar voice. He unconciously put a face to the voice, alerting his drowsing mind that his apprentice was in the forest. His mind reluctantly reasoned that Hoshi wouldn't come to the forest unless she was upset about something. He had...

Tichondrius over at Liberty and looked at her. "Are you kidding? It's where you always find me. It's like if I were an animal, they'd put 'Habitat: Forests and lakes'. I love that place. I'm there like ... all the time."

"Tichondrius. Tichondrius Illitharis, first born of the Illitharis household, heir to the Illitharis fortune," he intoned, then laughed. Waving his hand airily, he added, "Nah. I'm just a normal kid." Tichondrius noticed her whistling. "You whistle well. At least you can carry a tune."

Tichondrius shrugged. "If you were, then you wouldn't be in the Forbidden Forest. What with all the thick canopies, it's rather claustrophobic anyway." He studied her carefully; there was no doubt that she was beautiful, but he sensed it was just the pretty wrapping. "I've seen you before...

He pointed over at the tree he had been sleeping on, which had a sizeable opening in its trunk. "At the very least you'll stop being wet," Tichondrius said. As he did so, something behind him nudged against his senses. "C'mon, let's get you in there." Bending down, ignoring the girl's protests...

"I'll bet," he said, looking up at the droplets of rain penetrating the canopies of the forest. "C'mon, let's get into cover." He eyed her once over then asked, "You hurt anywhere other than your dignity?"

"Eh. No lucky lady yet. Still hopeful though. Maybe I should stop dropping out of trees on them. I guess it freaks girls out," he said, adopting a thoughtful tone and pose.

The strains of a mumbled curse caught Tichondrius' attention, rousing him from sleep. Looking down, he saw nothing but darkness, but he sensed someone down below. Slipping deftly off the branch, he slid down the tree and landed on the floor. "Lumos," he whispered. Light flooded the scene, and he...

He smiled, and inclined his head. "Pleasure's all mine, miladies, though I can't figure out for the life of me why two beautiful ladies like yourselves would be alone on a day like this."

A small smile curled Tichondrius lips when both Alyssa and the Head Boy discounted his words. "Predictable," he whispered quietly enough only for Hoshi to hear. When Alyssa lifted her sleeve to show his student some mark that she said Hoshi had drawn, he raised his eyebrow at the mark and...

Tichondrius slipped into the chair opposite the two girls. "'Sup, ladies. Mopping about Valentine?" he said with a grin. "Here, cheer up, have some chocolate. Hand made by yours truly," he said, tossing them both two small boxes in the shape of the Hufflepuff crest. He leaned back into the...

"Hoshi. Yamero," came a quiet voice from behind the small group. Tichondrius had come down and watched the entire event. Though recent events had made him much darker, he still did watch out for those he cared, and his erstwhile student was one of those. Tichondrius slipped easily into the...

The doors on the Great Hall swung open, as Tichondrius stepped into the hall. A gust of wind whipped through the opened doors, causing the jet black leather duster he wore to billow dramatically around him. The light from the open door caught on his face, casting the scars on it in sharp relief...

He smiled warmly. "Its okay," Tichondrius said, turning back to take up his previous stance, then continuing through the motions, even as his mind whirred. True, he recalled that neither Isabella nor Hoshi liked each other much; like ice and fire, never able to get along.

Hayate ignored Jas as she stroke its feather, as though the girl was beneath its notice. Tichondrius glared at the hawk, but Hayate resolutely ignored both him and the girl, instead scanning the lawn for would-be prey. Ti turned his attention to the girl as Jas tried to whistle. "Ah, it takes...

Tichondrius flinched at her words, losing his concentration and fumbling. Coming to a stop, he turned to regard the girl. He trained her, yes, but they never really socialised much, so he didn't really presume to think he held a very special place in her heart. Tichondrius walked up to her...

"Well, not who I have relations with. How I have relations with them," Tichondrius corrected. He continued, "I'm just mildly curious to see just how interesting you can put a ... well, spin ... on things like that." He opened his mouth to continue, but paused, tilting his head. Hearing nothing...