After standing at the lectern table for quite some time, Professor Lyell began going through the shelves and drawers inside the table, making sure - as per the handsheet she'd been given upon her arrival at Tallygarunga - that everything needed to teach ancient rune studies inside the lecture hall - chalk erasers, chalk sticks (of multiple colors) and board cleaners, stands - was where it should be and in sufficient quantities. It was a habit of hers going all the way to her first days as an instructor back at Hogwarts and although she wasn't a stickler for habits, they served to underscore, in part, the seriousness of their profession to those they taught. Just as Professor Babbling taught me everything I needed to know about the instruction of ancient runes, she mused, it is imperative that I remember everything--
Suddenly, something caught her ear. For a few moments she thought she was back at Hogwarts and was tempted to call out, "Professor Binns, is that you?" remembering how the old Magic Professor would sometimes come out from the chalkboards or from a wall and startle those unaware of who he was but after a few moments she was certain it wasn't him. These sounds were human.
Listening for several moments as someone began cleaning away the tables and lecture chairs inside the hall, Professor Lyell figured it was safe to stand up. Getting up from behind the lectern table, she looked around, a inquisitive eye searching the hall, until she indeed did see someone. Casually, Derrick began to dust it away as if it had been the intention all along. Sometimes one had to improvise when about to look like a homicidal maniac of all that had been wooden, while it was probably true he didn't need to actually excude that kind of image about himself so soon to others. "Oh wait, you're probably the new Professor I've been hearing had been asked for."
"That'd be correct, dear sir," Professor Lyell replied, an innocent, rather impish smile across her face, the kind of smile one would give when meeting someone new in a strange land. Taking her fedora off, she rolled it carefully up and slid it underneath the belt to her cargo pants, next to her wand. Most days her wardrobe consisted of cargo pants and a light blouse - normally long-sleeved to cover the tattoos which snaked down both arms. This day, though, given how hot it was outside, she had opted for a short-sleeved dark blue blouse, which meant they were visible to anyone. Not that it bothered her; most of them she'd gotten on her various field expeditions, reminders of times past and adventures across the globe.
Being close to the Headmaster's Assistant, certain details typically ended up in his ear faster than the rumors had time to spread. It'd also been one of the few talked about changes around the lounger as well, since the woman seemed to be of a newer face to him it seemed to be the more obvious conclusion. In a fluid motion he sheathed the wand then waved his hand in a eased greeting. "Well, to start out introductions, I'm Derrick Ackers! I'm the not-much-newer Professor of Elemental Magic. And the unlucky bastard who has to watch over the nutty students of Spencer House as their minder. Not an easy gimmick, I assure you!"
""I can imagine," Professor Lyell replied, waving back to him as she walked over to where he was at, offering her hand for a handshake. "Professor Tamara Lyell, the new Professor of Ancient Rune Studies," chuckling quietly as she remembered the last bit of what Professor Ackers had said. "I know the feeling; I was the Head of Gryffindor House back at Hogwarts for three years, so yes I know what it is like to watch over students. To do a good job, I was once told, you must be both fair but firm. Enforce the rules clearly but without favoring one over another...and what do you know, the advice actually worked." Looking around, Professor Lyell added, her Antrim accent quietly evident, "Anyway, after I left here, I was planning to walk the grounds of Tallygarunga, get a lay of the land so to speak, so unless there's anything pressing at the moment..." It sounded a little ballsy, but she figured the best way to learn about everywhere here at Tallygarunga was simply by asking someone already present; at worst, she figured he'd say no and that'd be that. On the other hand, she mused, it would be nice to get a tour of the place from a fellow professor...