Headmaster Brockert

August 03, 2014 2:09 AM
Last year, his first term as Headmaster, had been extremely difficult to say the least and it wasn't anything to do with day to day running of the school or even students making trouble. No, it was totally due to external circumstances and though Mortimer was ticked off at those imbeciles from the charms facility-story of his life, he found himself ticked off at imbeciles quite often-he had to admit that he was glad that the fault lied with them and people couldn't blame the school. Like he actually wanted to be trapped in a room with his colleagues for four months! Nobody wanted to be trapped with anyone that long! Especially someone like Mortimer who wasn't generally a fan of people.

He also was no optimist but there were few ways that this year could be worse than the last. Oh, he was sure he could imagine some if he tried, he had that sort of imagination. However, at the moment, Mortimer really didn't feel like it. He had to focus on the Opening Feast instead, even if he would prefer imagining the heads of those from the Charms facility on iron spikes. Honestly, giving the speeches was the least favorite part of his job. He wasn't at all shy or afraid, but he had to be reasonably pleasant and that was not something that came naturally to the man.

The Headmaster stood up to deliver the repetitive words. Honestly, it was basically the same speech every year. "Welcome to Sonora for the new first years and welcome back for all older students. In just a minute, you first years will be receiving a goblet distributed by Deputy Headmistress Skies, in order to sort you into your houses. You will turn the color representing your house which are blue for Aladren, yellow for Teppenpaw, red for Crotalus, and brown for Pecari. Afterwards, you may join your house table." He seriously didn't care if they did or not really, he wasn't about to keep track of something so petty as sitting in the wrong place.

"Now I would like to call James Carey and Melanie Lennox up in order to receive their Head Student badges." He couldn't say this didn't please him, a Carey and his aunt Caroline's granddaughter. Two families who were not only pure, but that rarely got badges going by school history. "In addition, I'd like to call up Francesca Wolseithcrafte, Julian Umland, Virginia Bellrose, and Adam Spencer up to receive their prefect badges at this time." This lot pleased him immensely, all purebloods with the exception of Miss Umland.

Once they'd sat back down, Mortimer had just a few more announcements. "I'd like to welcome our new COMC professor, Richard Tallec. Please make him feel welcome and show him the proper respect." He couldn't be more thrilled. Aside from Quidditch Coach-which hopefully Florence would continue with and if not her, Jera-they now had a full staff.

"This year's Midsummer Event will be the ball." Honestly why did he have to announce this when only the first years needed to know? Shouldn't most students have figured out the rotation by now?

Now was time for his least favorite part, the pointless and potentially degrading singing of the school song. As sheets of music appeared in front of the students and the potential public humiliation began,

Every day we strive
Learning to survive
Life’s hardships and to solve its mystery.
Learning to defend
Our honour and our friends,
Flying high to meet our destiny
We will stand and face those who want to harm us.
We won’t let the world transfigure, jinx or charm us
I won’t fight alone, as long as you are with me.
Sonora be my home, my tutor and my spirit
Vasita quoque floeat; Even the desert blooms.


"One more thing," Mortimer added once the singing (finally) ended. He was tired of all these announcements and he was sure the students were as well. "First years please don't leave the Hall unti your Head of House calls for you." Finally he was done speaking and now the students could finally eat-as well as him.
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Marcus Crosby

August 04, 2014 1:26 AM
It'll be okay, Marcus thought to himself as the first years scurried to their new House tables. He remembered when that was him, his skin yellow and his expectations high. But that seemed like forever ago; so much had changed since then. In height he had skyrocketed over the years, growing a full foot in his time at Sonora. His voice had deepened, his dreams had changed, but one thing remained the same. Above all else, Marcus was a being of hope.

And that was what he was doing now: hoping. Every syllable uttered by the Headmaster resonated in his ears as he awaited the announcement of the coveted Head Boy and Head Girl winners. He and Melanie had both made it to the ballot, and as he glanced at her, he recalled the young girl for whom he had fallen so deeply. His fingers intertwined with hers both for her support and for his own. Never before had the blond stopped to think about what his classmates actually thought of him, but now, with this election so near to its conclusion, he wondered just who--and what---they thought Marcus Crosby was.

But the Headmaster was speaking, providing the words Marcus seemed to have long listened for, and he had no time to ponder. "Now I would like to call James Carey and Melanie Lennox up in order..."

The Teppenpaw's initial reaction was the retraction of his hand to enable Melanie to go get her badge. She had won! He was so happy for her that it was not until she was gone that he realized his name had not been called. She had won, but he had not. He was a bit disappointed, but... well, it was okay. James was a great guy, and if their classmates thought he would do a better job, then who was Marcus to argue?

Upon Melanie's return, he rose to greet her with a congratulatory hug. It had to be quick since there was more to announce and he didn't want to distract the Headmaster and hold up the Feast, but hopefully it showed her how happy he was for her. Melanie really deserved her new badge. She was clever and hard-working, and she was finally being rewarded for it.

The rest of the speech hardly concerned him, although the promise of a ball excited him. The seventeen year old enjoyed dancing, especially with his betrothed, and he vaguely recalled something about the Head Students and their dates opening such events. Marcus was not exactly the best dancer, but he certainly had time to improve. His efforts, however, he planned to keep secret as a surprise for her.

Once it was appropriate to speak, Marcus turned to speak to this year's Head Girl. "You know, you ought to congratulate me," he stated, a grin breaking his coy exterior. "I happen to be engaged to the smartest, most beautiful Head Girl that this school has ever been lucky enough to behold." And he meant it, too; as far as Marcus was concerned, he had won.

OOC: Minor godmodding of Melanie approved by her author.
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Melanie Lennox

August 09, 2014 8:02 PM
It was here, her final year at Sonora. By this time next year, she might even be married-and to someone she really loved. Melanie felt like one of the luckiest pureblood girls in the world. Off the top of her head, the only other truly happy pureblood couple she could think of were Ryan and Sophie, who weren't properly betrothed. Most pureblood couples in betrothals didn't get to feel this way. Melanie was very happy that when the year was over and they had graduated, her closest friend from school would still be with her, always. Not only would they never lose touch, but they'd be together for a hundred years.

They had their hands clutched, an action that always made Melanie's face feel warm, in a pleasant way, not a feverish one. She watched politely as the new first years were sorted, including Ryan's twin cousins, one of whom was a new Teppenpaw, not that she knew which.

Now was the biggest announcement of all and Melanie squeezed Marcus' hand even tighter. She heard Headmaster Brockert's voice call up her name....and Jay Carey's. She felt simultananeously excited and disappointed. She was Head Girl but....Marcus wasn't Head Boy and it would have been amazing to be Head Students as a couple. Still, as he extracted his hand from her own so she could make her way to the stage, she was sure he'd bounce back. Marcus always did and she loved that about him.

When she came back, there was a quick hug waiting for her, that she wished could have been longer. She was glad that he seemed happy about her win when he hadn't. As for herself, Melanie was surprised a bit, she wanted it, most did, but had someone else done so, she'd have been okay. Still, she felt happy and proud, though she hoped Lucille and Aria had as good of attitudes about not recieving the badge as Marcus did-though most likely not given her betrothed was good attitude personified. Of course, in Aria's case, she did have a badge of her own.

She listened to the rest of the speech, something about a new COMC teacher which was nice given it meant all the core subjects were now covered, followed by the announcement of this term's Midsummer event, the ball, which was always led by the Prefects and Head Students. Of course, even if she hadn't been Head Girl, she would have still have someone to dance with.Melanie could only imagine how stressful it was for those who had to lead and couldn't find dates and just thinking about it made her feel terribly sorry for them.

Once the Headmaster was finished speaking, Marcus spoke up "You know, you ought to congratulate me," he stated, a grin breaking his coy exterior. "I happen to be engaged to the smartest, most beautiful Head Girl that this school has ever been lucky enough to behold."

Melanie could feel herself blush from the roots of her hair and to the tips of her toes. She looked down at the ground shyly. "Thank you. I mean congratulations too, I guess. It just feels so weird saying that to you, hearing all these sweet things you say to me, that you deserve congratulations for being with me and the stuff about what a wonderful Head Girl you think I'll be." She gave Marcus a hug that spoke volumes of words that she just couldn't seem to get out appropriately right now.
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