Professor Chaucer's Office Hours, Tuesday

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Professor Chaucer is in his office throughout the afternoon today (any time fifth period or later, until his eighth period class). However, the door is closed. If you could see through the door, you'd see that he's asleep with his head on his arms at his desk. Pity the poor poet. He's having a bad year.

(Seriously. Chaucer is not in a good place right now. He is not a good person to come to for advice. He will not take kindly to antics or practical jokes. If you come to emo at him, he will emo back at you. And he has an excellent vocabulary for emo. He is, after all, a poet. However, if you are very nice and bring him coffee and no bad news, he may wake up long enough to look sad and say thank you.)


[OOC: Mun is unwell today. Periods of radio silence may occur.]

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[demonbelthazor]

"I don't want to disturb you," Bel said. "I was just looking for a poem to send to Phoebe and thought you might have a good suggestion. Something that says she's beautiful and I love her, stuff like that."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"Of course. Let me see..." The request perks him up a little, and he turns his chair to pull a book off the shelf behind him. "Off the top of my head, I'd suggest maybe Byron? She Walks in Beauty is a good one." He lays open the book to show Bel one of the poems in it.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

[demonbelthazor]

"That sounds great!" Bel said, smiling. "I think she'll really like that. Can I make a copy of it?"

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"Go right ahead. You can borrow the book if you want, or I can write it out in calligraphy for you if you want something fancy-looking."

He grins a little. "Or were you planning to serenade her?"

[sensethevisions]

[[*giggles* I love you so much!!*]]

[demonbelthazor]

"Fancy-looking would be great if you have the time," Bel said. "I want to give it to her with some roses. And, um, yeah, I'm going to serenade her, but I don't know what song yet."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff raises his eyebrows and motions toward the chair. "Have a seat," he says, pulling his writing materials out of his desk. Laying the book open in front of him, he swiftly copies the poem in a neat, decorative hand onto a piece of heavy yellow parchment.

"Your lady's poem (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a29/danaedark/Walksinbeauty.png)", he says, handing it to Bel with a flourish.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel scanned the poem, grinning broadly. "Thanks," he said. "I so owe you. If there's ever anything I can do for you, let me know."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Looking pleased at Bel's reaction, Geoff says, "I can't think of a thing right now, but if I do, Bel, I'll let you know. Just...Phoebe's a friend, so I wish you luck in working things out with her."

[demonbelthazor]

"Thanks," Bel said solemnly. "I may need it. I'll let you know how it goes. But I'm sure this will be a huge help."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"I'd like to know, Bel. And...if you need any help, this sort of thing is kind of my specialty, you know."

He gives Bel a sincere smile. "Flowers and poetry are a good start, though. You're on the right track."

[demonbelthazor]

"I may take you up on that," Bel said. "Being a good boyfriend is kinda new to me. I've got a lot to learn."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff smiles ruefully. "I don't know that I can give you advice on being a good boyfriend, Bel. But I can certainly help you out with the wooing stage of things. Stop by, or give me a call, anytime. I'm not...really particularly busy at the moment."

[sensethevisions]

[[OOC: *is so amused at the idea of Geoof Chaucer helping Bel woo Phoebe*]]