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Rafe used to be a scalleywag (redensign) wrote in st_margarets,

A new school year meant new students. Rafe was still wrapping his mind around the loss of Sorin. He'd learned of it from his friends who'd gone to aid it. He recalled the practices on the school field that would assist Sorin in training his summons for the battle. Rafe tried not to tread down the "what if" path. What if he had been there? Would Sorin have died? What if the training wasn't enough? What if . . . a dangerous line of thinking. He grieved but also had work before him, so he used the work to give him focus and direction. He was late in finding the mentors of his house, but he would help his students as best as he could until the roles were filled.

As pensive as he was, he waited behind the desk, finally getting to meet one of his new standards and have the one-on-one talk he usually did. It was a good thing he was a vampire because he could hear Sumi quite clearly from the opposite side of the door. Rising from his chair, he made his way to the door and opened it, a smile emanating warmth and welcome greeted her.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Akio," he said, "Please, come in and take a seat. Make yourself comfortable." In the classroom he told stories and lectured but also tried to engage students. But he also had to put a firm foot down too about classroom policies, allowing for mercies on occasion when he saw it appropriate. Now that he wasn't about to start a lecture, and with many of the Pegasus duties completed, he could relax a little and set aside other thoughts.

He moved to the side, allowing her to step in but leaving the door ajar. Rafe returned to his seat, "How are you finding the school so far?"