Nathan Xavier

April 22, 2016 5:04 PM
'A few more stairs' was exactly as far as they went before Nathan called a stop to his little party, about halfway up the staircase. "We're here," Nathan told them, a dry note creeping into his voice. "Look for the stair with the diamond shaped chip on it." He nudged the landmark, such as it was, with the toe of his shoe. "We don't have a password," he admitted, almost apologetically. He paused, then made the awful admission, "we have a jig."

"Now," he hurried to reassure, "it's not a hard jig to remember and you don't need to perform it gracefully or anything. It's the order of steps that are important and it repeats three times, so you'll get it pretty quick. Here's what you do to get in: start by standing on the step with the chip, then, step, step, step, click your heels, tap, tap, shuffle, and then repeat twice more. Three steps, heels, two taps, a shuffle, and one more time," as the rotund groundskeeper repeated the jig for the third time, the phrase 'seizing elephant' might be forgiven for crossing any of the spectators' minds, but when he was done, the wall beside him opened up to reveal the Teppenpaw Commonroom.

Nathan waited until they had all entered then followed them inside into a room decorated in muted yellow and maroon shades. Nathan found it a nice relaxing space and he often spent a couple hours each day sitting on one of the comfortable couches or chairs scattered about the room, in the hopes that familiarity bred trust and the students would voluntarily come to him if they had any issues with anything.

"As I said earlier, I'm Mr. Xavier," he reminded them in case they were bad with names, "and I will be your Head of House during your time at Sonora. I hope you'll think of me as a favored uncle whose house you're staying at. I am friend and family, but if anything gets out of hand, I'm responsible for getting it back in hand. I haven't had to dole out too many detentions so far, and I hope to keep it that way. So just be respectful to each other and school property, and be in the commons by ten, which is when curfew and quiet time starts.

"Your dorms are up those stairs, girls to the right, boys to the left, your room is the one with your year number on it. Going up the wrong set of stairs will just dump you right back here on your bottom so I don't recommend trying it."

He paused a moment, trying to remember if there was anything else he hadn't mentioned now or on the tour or during the orientation speech that they'd need to know. "Oh, bulletin board is there, keep an eye on it for school and club announcements. Our prefects are Duncan, Jake, and Aiden. Liac is our Quidditch Captain. Duncan and Serena are our Head Students this year, both Teppenpaws, so any of those people, or myself, are good folks to go to if you have a question or problem or just want to talk to somebody. They all wear badges so you can identify them as House and School authorities easily."

He was probably forgetting something, but he couldn't think of what it might be. "I think that's everything. Any questions, please ask, otherwise, converse amongst yourselves or head up to bed. Breakfast is at seven, and I have more maps in my office right over there if you misplaced yours and can't remember how to get there."



OOC: Welcome to Sonora and Teppenpaw House! You may reply here with questions or just chat with and get to know your Housemates. You are now welcome to post your new Teppenpaw on any board except the common rooms of other Houses, because Teppenpaw students aren't allowed there. Have fun!
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Georgia

May 01, 2016 1:20 AM
The feast had been good. Georgia had stuck to familiar, comforting foods, and after her fill of pepperoni pizza had had a bowl of chocolate ice cream. However, as it ended and Mr. Xavier called them over, she found herself wishing she hadn’t eaten quite so much. He kept saying this was their home now, and when he finished talking she would have to go upstairs and meet her room-mate. This wasn’t home. This place was strange, and the other girl might be mean. She was nervous and homesick and, with the pizza and ice cream, that was starting to feel actually like being sick.

There wasn’t much point putting it off though, so after his speech she made her way upstairs. Her suitcase was in the room already. She supposed unpacking was better than just nervously fiddling with the bedspread or something, so she opened it up. The first items on top were an envelope of family photos and a stuffed dog. They had talked about whether or not to get her a pet. Her dad had said she wasn’t really old enough for the responsibility but her mom had said that everyone at magical school had a pet. But when Georgia had chosen ‘dog’ from the list, her mom had been less sure. Dogs hadn’t been allowed at her school. They weren’t traditional. And whilst she didn’t want Georgia to have to bend to other people’s ways, she didn’t want her bullied for being different, or to fall out with people who had cats if her dog chased them. They had decided it might be best to leave it until Christmas, just to see what everyone else had, but had bought her the stuffed dog as a going away present. She really wanted to take it out and hug it for reassurance but she was afraid her roommate might think she was a baby. Abandoning her original plan, she sat down on the bed. She didn’t have to wait long for the other girl to come in.

“Hi,” she said, wishing she could manage that without sounding super awkward. “I guess we’re roommates,” well duh… “I’m Georgia.”
13 Georgia I like Jozua's idea (tag Juniper) 346 Georgia 0 5

Juniper

May 26, 2016 5:38 PM
Juniper had done it, she'd successfully made it through her first conversation at Sonora. She supposed it hadn't gone too badly, Finn even liked horses. And he was from the kind of family that hers would approve of. Not that she wouldn't be nice to others who weren't. The last thing she wanted was-well, okay, the last thing she wanted was to be here in the first place. The second to last thing she wanted was to offend anyone or make enemies.

A tiny part of her hoped that she'd maybe made a friend. Of course, Finn might have just been being polite. For all she knew, he'd forget all about her when he met others. Others who were more social and outgoing. That was what her mother wanted her to be so it followed that was what people wanted. That those were the sorts others wanted to be friends with and that wasn't her. And it was never something she was going to be.

It might be nice to have a friend, if she was going to be stuck here. Unfortunately Juniper wasn't at all sure she was up to the task.

And it was just going to get more difficult. Now she had to meet her roommate. A lump rose in her throat and she felt queasy. Juniper was glad that she hadn't eaten much at the feast. The whole idea of following the other girl up to their room was petrifying. However, she didn't see her brother anywhere-he was probably doing Head Boy stuff, spending time with Araceli or looking for ghosts-and Finn was already going up to his own room. Juniper couldn't go visit either of them in their rooms and she couldn't even go to Tasha's common room. She didn't even know where it was.

Still, the alternative to going up to her room and meeting her roommate was to sit in the common room which would likely contain more than one person besides herself. It was better than the Hall but it was still more people than Juniper really wanted to be around. So, with great trepidation, she entered her room to see her roommate already there sitting on her bed.

“Hi. I guess we’re roommates.I’m Georgia.”

Juniper forced herself to make eye contact as she'd been taught was polite. "H-hi. I'm Juniper Brockert. Um, of the Western Brockerts." She added hastily. Georgia hadn't introduced herself that way which meant she probably wasn't part of society. On the one hand that took some of the pressure off her, less chance of mistakes being noticed. On the other, would Georgia think she was strange for the way she introduced herself?

She sat down on her own bed, the awkward silence seemingly lasting forever. Usually Juniper preferred quiet but when there were two people there instead of one, it was incredibly uncomfortable and naturally, she didn't know what to say.
11 Juniper Me too, I think. 345 Juniper 0 5


Georgia

May 27, 2016 10:20 AM
As her room-mate entered, Georgia’s first impression of her was that she was small. Not just (enviably) skinny but also short. And that the two in combination made her seem tiny. She also looked kind of nervous.

H-hi. I'm Juniper Brockert. Um, of the Western Brockerts.

Georgria blinked. This was the style of introduction she had been on the lookout for all day. The kind that signalled the type of person that would be prepared to make her life a living hell. Except… this wasn’t what she’d been picturing. When her mum had described those types of cliquey girls from her own school days she’d pictured something entirely different. In her mind, they had all been at least a foot taller than her, easily capable of grabbing her (or… magicking her, if that was a word) and flushing her head down a toilet. Juniper Brockert, um of the Western Brockerts didn’t seem particularly like she was about to launch an attack, nor like she’d actually be physically capable of doing so. She guessed it had been silly to imagine everyone as bigger than her, because of course there were going to be people her own age here too but Juniper didn’t project that air of arrogance that usually came with people who were going to put you down.

“It’s… uh… nice to meet you,” Georgia smiled. She felt, more than anything, confused. Whilst she was glad that Juniper didn’t seem to be an immediate threat, she wasn’t sure what to make of her either, and whether she could totally rule out the possibility that, whilst she might not be a violent bully, she might be quietly psychopathic and like… put bugs in Georgia’s bed once she was asleep or something. It didn’t seem likely but nothing about Juniper meshed with the information she’d been given so far about the wizarding world. There wasn’t such a thing as a Pureblood who cared about their blood status but not about yours. And Juniper had introduced herself in That Way, even after Georgia had just given her first name, so it obviously did matter to her.

“So…” she cast around for the topic, deciding that the best course of action was just to try being friendly until she was given any reason not to be. “Did you… uh… like the feast?”
13 Georgia But you're not totally sure? 346 Georgia 0 5

Juniper

June 04, 2016 5:55 PM
Okay, so Georgia was smiling, so that was probably a good sign, but it could have been just politeness. Her response seemed pretty uncomfortable. Had Juniper messed up? All she'd done was introduce herself but it was different from how Georgia had so maybe she'd been right to worry that her roommate would think she was strange. Maybe the other girl was Muggleborn and so it sounded weird to her.

But it was how the first year had been taught to introduce herself, nobody had told her that she could ever do otherwise and she had to err on the side of caution. Besides, what if she didn't get into the habit and forgot to do it that way when talking to someone who expected it. The Brockert name was well enough known so society people would assume that she was one of them but she didn't want to reflect poorly on them if she made said mistake.

Still, though, Juniper had said less than ten words to her roommate so far, and she was already thought to be odd. What was going to happen when she said more?

Of course, that was supposedly the problem. Why she was strange. She was terrified of interacting with other human beings and so she didn't talk. Social gatherings were torture for her and she barely spoke to anyone. There was nothing ever to make her more comfortable. Tasha had been at a few with her but Juniper didn't even know her that well, so her presence only made things slightly better based on her being more familiar than anyone else around.

Thankfully Georgia was continuing the conversation, both because Juniper wasn't so sure how-yes, she'd learned the basics of small talk but if the other first year thought she was weird for her introduction, maybe she'd think the way Juniper made small talk was too. Which it kind of was because it came out stilted and awkward-and because it meant Juniper hadn't scared her off too much already.

"Pleasure to meet you too." The Teppenpaw responded, continuing to smile anxiously. She considered Georgia's question. "I suppose it was all right, I met a boy in our house named Finn who seems nice. He's a first year too. What about you? How was yours?"
11 Juniper I'm not sure about anything really. 345 Juniper 0 5