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Professor Jadzia Dax, Astronomy
MW 3-6 PM or by Appointment

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Dax hung the sign outside of her office, then rearranged yet another pile of papers, determined to make the space more presentable. It was going about as well as one would expect.

She was wearing her uniform, for the first time in over two months. That morning, rooting through her closet, Dax had come to two realizations: First, that so much time had passed since wearing said uniform, and second, that she hadn’t noticed. No one could blame her, certainly. There were classes to plan, teas to host, and roommates to bother. She was settling into her new role as a professor, and that was perfectly understandable.

And somewhat terrifying. Still, she could mull over all of those things outside of work. She sat down, awaiting any students who would care to learn.

Current Mood: productive

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( You promised me a drink... )

Current Mood: lonely

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((Open to everyone who signed up))

Last time Slartibartfast had done one of these, he'd carried everybody to Magrathea in an old converted van. This time, there were so many people going, he'd had his ship the Starship Bistromath delivered, and it now sat idling on the lawn. Irrational behavior wasn't going to get them to Magrathea in anything like enough time, however, so he'd refitted it with an Infinite Improbability Drive.

"All right, ah, everyone, I want you to, you know, to find your partners, and we'll get on the, the, you know, the ship. I do hope everyone dressed, uh, dressed sensibly."

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A stone room wasn't the ideal place to sun oneself, but Scar hardly noticed the difference. The bottom of Pride Rock, a stone floor, it wasn't all that different, really. Lying sprawled on his back, Scar twisted his head slightly to lazily glance around the room - upside-down in his vision - and blew out a morose sounding sigh, continuing to fan himself with a large leaf.

"Charming," he said dryly, thumping his head back down onto the floor to stare at the ceiling. "What is life without a little random teleportation to brighten up ones day? That's what my father always used to say." A wry smile curved at the corner of the lions mouth. "Not really, of course. He might not have died if he'd actually been so interesting."

Even though he didn't see anybody right away, there was a tension in the air that Scar always knew to be the kind of feeling when you had an audience. He loved audiences.

( It's a pity that an army of house elves doesn't sound quite as cool as an army of hyenas. )

I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ______S______
I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _____S______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____S______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ______S_______

Current Mood: apathetic
Current Location: Sorting Room

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( Owl to Dalek/Ah Derek/Xenu )

( Owl to The Doctor, heavily warded )

Current Location: Astronomy Office

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( Owl to Chance )

( Owl to The Doctor )

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Well, then. Having applied for a Professorship on a whim, Dax hadn’t honestly expected to have been granted the position. After all, her degrees were from an institution that didn’t yet exist. She certainly didn’t have the qualifications of a Professor Homsar, or a Professor Pufnstuf. But she had been entrusted with the position nonetheless, and fully intended to be serious about it. She got her keys, and made her way to the Astronomy Tower, surprised at the lack of dust covering its walls. By all accounts, it had been some time since the tower was in active use.

Dust free as it was, the tower was cluttered beyond belief. Unidentifiable knickknacks were everywhere, none of which were at all conducive to teaching Astronomy. There were broken bits of electronics, and jars of...goo? In the far corner, there was even a bed! What on earth had the last professor been trying to teach? Napping?

This simply wouldn’t do. Every item would have to be discarded, or thrown into storage. Luckily, Dax had brought along several trashbags, having expected the tower to be in some state of disrepair. She sighed, and got to work, starting with the jars of Kahless-knows-what.

Current Mood: productive
Current Location: Astronomy Tower

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Dax walked into the tech lab, to find a certain pterodactyl sitting patiently on top of a side table. Excellent, that meant Jack was in place. It was time to make the switch!

She scribbled out a note. "Sorry, Bob. I’m going to have to get an owl to deliver this one."

( Owl to The Doctor )

Owl was sent, dinosaur was gone, and capable co-conspirator was well hidden. What could possibly go wrong?

Current Mood: mischievous
Current Location: tech lab

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The Doctor was ~~being emo~~ brooding in the Great Hall with a bottle of Rassilon-only-knows-what (it wasn't Hypervodka, he'd made sure to ask a house elf for the strongest the castle could offer that wasn't that; he'd had quite enough of the taste). And a slice of chocolate cake.

Why, you might ask (about the brooding and the booze, anyway)? Because it has dawned on him that he has spent exactly one full Earth year in this wretched, bloody school.

A year. A year. A year since he'd seen his TARDIS, since he appeared here looking for wherever Rose had gotten herself off to, a full 365.2425 days. That was 52.1775 weeks, 8,765.82 hours, 525,949.2 minutes, 31,556,952 seconds (all give or take a few seconds, he was just averaging). The math went on and on. No space travel, no time travel. He was a whole year older. By Earth standards, at any rate. Might as well be like a birthday. The thought was just a bit disgusting.

He hadn't spent so much time in one place and century since before he left Gallifrey. Such a thought warranted another drink.

It wasn't that he hadn't enjoyed things that went on. He'd met so many people. He'd yelled at a few others. Things had happened to him and his friends that maybe never would've out there even in the big wide universe. Magic. Who woulda thunk it? Still...for all of his wanderings at Hogwarts, all of his exchanges, his classes, his experiences, it just couldn't take the place of his travels. Not that he could fix that (at the moment).

Current Location: Great Hall

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Having recently received permission for the use of a room, Dax wasted no time in getting up to her eyeballs in half-finished experiments. Her makeshift workstation was covered in all sorts of vaguely techy-looking odds and ends, and her fingernails were solidly coated in grease.

Needless to say, it had been a fun day!

Nevertheless, Jadzia knew well enough when she needed to stop interacting with machines, and talk to other sentient life-forms.

( Owl to The Doctor, unwarded )

She also tacked up a poster outside that said the following:

"Tech Club Headquarters. Open Enrollment. ~~Not technically a club, so much as an excuse to fiddle around with gadgets.~~"

((Open RP! Feel free to come mess around with Dax's tricorder. ~~Wink wink?~~))

Current Location: Tech Room!

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JD wrote out another Owl hurriedly, before bundling them all up and going up to the Owlry to send them off, and stick up the posters.

( Owl to Ianto )

JD then sent identical Owls to all Jack's friends, reading the same message.

( Owl to anyone who knows Jack Harkness )

JD then posted loads of posters and left out fliers about the school (charmed to appear invisible to Jack Harkness), each saying:

Surprise party!

There is a party in the Hogshead pub, in Hogsmeade at 8pm on the 11th of March in celebration of Jack Harkness' birthday, come along and bring your friends! Food and drink will be provided, free of charge, so just bring yourselves along and have a great time! This is a surprise for Jack though, so please don't say anything about it to him. If you don't know Jack, feel free to show up anyway and make yourself some new friends. I hope to see you all there!

-JD.

Current Location: Whole school
Current Music: "Party time!"

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( The Doctor )

( Rose )

( The same note for Tosh, Gwen, Owen & Suzie )

( Ianto )

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: Catatonia - Londinium

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Jadzia Dax was used to a few creature comforts in life- working tricorders, holo-suites, and a substantial music collection. While these were all currently out of her grasp, Hogwarts did seem to have a music room lying around. After getting over her fear of moving staircases, Dax discovered that if she thought hard enough about playing piano, said room would appear!

Normally, she’d drop everything and try and figure out the logistics of a room appearing out of nowhere. But it was late at night, the moon was shining, and all she wanted was a little music.

She sat down at the piano bench, closed her eyes, and started playing her favorite yridian compositions, with no regards as to the passage of time.

((Open RP! Feel free come poke Dax.))

Current Mood: peaceful
Current Location: Room of Requirement
Current Music: Yridian Symphonies

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( To Professor Ford, Muggle Studies )

( To Dax, Ian Malcolm, Martine Desroubins, Professor Homsar, and The Doctor )

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( Another escape... )

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Sent the day after Jack & JD's reception party by little brown owl.

( An owl to the Doctor, warded to turn into a fairy tale book - Little Red Riding Hood - if opened by anyone other than the Doctor. )

Current Mood: anxious

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Jack had gone for a wander to find the Doctor to get that seasonal drink and he hand eventually ended up in the great hall sat at a table picking at a bunch of grapes occasionally that were sat in a dish before him, looking happy and trying to make a list as he sat but getting distracted by people watching which was a perfectly reasonable distraction for him. This is why he really needed Ianto or someone telling him to focus. It wasn't long before his list of things to do had become a page of doodles, none of them charmed (thankfully).

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Gwen, Ianto, Suzie, Owen, The Doctor, Rose, Lily (and Cox), Sarah, Elliot and Mel.
( All are the same, in the same awful scrawl as if the writer was some what happy. )

Current Mood: ecstatic

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((Backdated to December 25))

Josh took a step back and admired the large white banner spread over the back wall of the abandoned classroom, reading 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSH!' There were balloons tied to the tables, the benches, and the candelabras, and festive red and green crepe paper along the walls. In one of the corners Josh had set up a pinata, because he liked pinatas, and in another corner, there was a 'petting zoo' in the form of a rabbit pen, because Josh liked bunnies (and hence why there was an Easter Bunny, though Josh later came to regret that decision).

A Chinese feast, mostly in take-out cartons, had been spread out on the main table, and the House Elves had placed a large chocolate cake on the very end. One of the House Elves was industriously writing, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSH" in green frosting.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY SON," came a booming voice from the ceiling.

"Thanks, Dad. Mind getting the word out that I'm having a party? I'm afraid I don't really know anyone but the antichrists, here." Josh considered this a moment. "That's kinda odd, isn't it? Oh well. Can you make some sort of proclamation?"

"SURE THING. ATTENTION ALL! COME CELEBRATE JOSH'S 2006TH BIRTHDAY IN THE FOURTH CLASSROOM TO THE LEFT ON THE SECOND FLOOR, BY THE STATUE OF THE CONFUSED-LOOKING DWARF. THERE IS A PINATA."

"Jeez Dad. Didja have to let everyone know that I'm that old? Never mind. Thanks."

Current Mood: happy
Current Location: random classroom

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Each gift is sent via owl, because his duck may very well keel over from it all, and each gift is wrapped in bright blue wrapping paper and silver bow.

( To Rose: )

( To Jack: )

( To JD: )

( To Cox: )

( To Lily: )

( To Sarah Jane Smith and Harry Sullivan: )

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Entries tagged with ninth doctor

Office Hours, Astronomy

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Owls: One Religious, One Awkward!

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Cleaning House ((Closed RP, Dax and The Doctor))

Nefarious Plot, Part 2! ((Closed RP))

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