04-20-2011, 08:59 PM
"Late again, am I?" Claus asked aloud, almost shouting it. He cursed under his breath, kind of close to Percival, but like the man cared. "Oi, Percy, Naomi," he said in greeting, his hands shoved in his pockets as he took the stage a little while afterward the first two, much later at that. He had a tendency to be so. A bit of irony to that, since he (mostly) gave tardies to students who were late. But, again. He had a high sense of apathy.
"Hallo, hallo. I'm Claus Astor, your European History teacher, and for anything else involvin' the continent. I confer with whatever Percy n' Naomi said over there, but in a less douche like manner than your Calculus teacher. Thank ya, n' G'day," said he, satisfied with his entrance. Wonder which poor lad would get his class...
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