Headmaster Brockert
July 02, 2016 1:10 PM
Returning Feast by Headmaster Brockert
Midterm had passed much as all the others before it , filled with parties where he'd had to be polite and make small talk. Mortimer loathed small talk, it was all so pointless and uninteresting. If he was going to talk to others, he would prefer it to be worth his while, an intellectual discussion. His seven year old granddaughter Topaz was more capable of it than some society adults as far as he was concerned.Now, however, it was time for school to resume and Mortimer couldn't have been happier about it, not that it showed. Of course, Sonora was full of people too, teenagers no less, but he didn't really have to interact with them too much one on one.
Besides, even if he did have to make a few remarks, there was much less to say at the Returning Feast than there was at the Opening Feast. Once the students were settled in, Mortimer cast a quick Sonorus charm on himself and stood. "Welcome back to Sonora. I hope you all had a nice break." He still didn't really care if they did or not, not anymore then he had last year or the year before or the year before that but he said it anyway. "Before we eat, I would like to introduce our new Astronomy professor, Professor Wolf-Starra." Presumably this new addition to staff was somehow connected to the Divinations teacher. "All intermediate students now will have the opportunity take Astronomy as an elective."
With that, Mortimer sat down and the meal began.
Subthreads: A question (tag: Lena) by Clark with Lena
Returning and feasting by Andrew Carey with Arthur Leithan, Andrew
Taking the plunge (Tag Savannah) by Aiden O'Neil with Savannah Brockert
Back at Sonora! by Tess Whittaker with Killian Everett
Green is not my favourite colour. by Abigail De La Garza with Joseph Umland
Back to the daily grind (tag Joella). by Lionel Layne with Joella Curtis
I came in like a wrecking ball (tag Dustin) by Emilia-Louise Scott with Dustin Newell
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Returning Feast
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Clark
July 03, 2016 9:25 PM
A question (tag: Lena) by Clark
Clark arrived back at Sonora ready to return to the second half of his sixth year. He was on top of all the midterm assignments he'd been given and had read ahead in most of his textbooks so he didn't think his first week back would be an easy transition from being home. Of course, with Dad being who he was, home life often included deep discussion of transfiguration theory and the science of charms now that Clark was advanced enough to engage in such discussions.It was actually pretty neat, and he thought he might bring some of those topics up with Theodore or Leonidas the next time they ended up sitting next to each other at dinner. Social classes being what they were here, that didn't happen a lot, but it happened often enough that he looked forward to the opportunity to carry on analytical examinations of their academic subjects with the older seventh years. He honestly wasn't sure whether being Aladrens together was what made that possible, or being Aladrens together was what made less academic social interactions more unlikely.
For tonight though, he was hoping to find Lena. He was anticipating that the Headmaster might remind everyone about the ball again and he'd have an opening to broach the subject. There were not really very many girls he knew here - most of his friends and teammates were all guys - so he wasn't sure who else he might ask to do the Prefect dance with him.
Unfortunately, the subject did not come up during the Headmaster's brief remarks, but something else did. Astronomy was back on the elective list. Clark started grinning and didn't stop even when it was implied that there would be no advanced level classes in the subject. That didn't matter. There was a professor who knew Astronomy. Surely she'd let him pick her brain and maybe act as an adviser for his independent study. It was just good to know there was someone on the premises who was qualified to teach the subject nearest and dearest to Clark's heart. He made a note to introduce himself to her sometime this week and invite her to Friday's Telescope Night with the Science Club, if she was interested.
"Isn't that great?" he asked Lena after the food appeared. "We've finally got an astronomy professor again!" Of course, it did mean that his private refuge in the old Astronomy classroom would no longer be very private, but there was still the Muggle Studies classroom. He'd get by.
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A question (tag: Lena)
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Lena
July 19, 2016 11:07 PM
An Answer by Lena
Christmas break had been a load off. Olivier and Lena were finally talking again, they had exchanged presents with happy hearts, and had even hugged upon opening them. They weren’t as close as they were, but were well on their way to repairing the situation and making up for lost time. Despite this, though, Lena’s newfound interests weren’t put on hold. She was still acting assistant club manager for the Archery Club, and an active, if fairly reserved, participant in Clark’s Science Club. She still read in the library, but was now wandering in the gardens again, a place she’d avoided while she couldn’t see Olivier without nearly bursting into tears.Most importantly though she was breaking out of her shell. Every day she seemed to be more and more outgoing. She was never shy outright, she had always been fairly bold when she thought something needed doing, but rarely found that to be the case. Most had not understood her and had assumed she was either a quiet and reserved, proper pureblooded witch or that she was a strange, too quiet, doe-eyed wallflower. She was a wallflower, but not for the same reasons they supposed and until recently she didn’t mind their false assumptions or not making friends. Now it was important to her.
Clark was one of her earliest friends, and upon entering Cascade Hall found a seat next to him just seconds before Headmaster Brockert started his speech. At the end of it Clark turned to her, asking “Isn’t that great?” Lena knew immediately which announcement had Clark so excited. It even had her pretty excited so she told him so. “Yeah, that’s great,” she said smiling, “and fitting for our next science club meeting. I saw the flyers.” Lena looked down at the roll in her hand, and smiled. Being night blind, she couldn’t see the stars on her own. It took very high powered telescopes for her to be able to see them as it was fairly severe, but it was possible. She doubted anyone but the medic and Olivier knew, maybe a few of the more involved professors but doubted it if the lighting in the classrooms was any indication. She contemplated letting Clark know, but decided against it, not wanting to make him feel responsible in any way if that Friday’s equipment turned out to not be strong enough.
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Clark Dill
July 20, 2016 9:54 AM
Excellent, but that wasn't the question I meant to ask by Clark Dill
Clark grinned more when Lena shared his enthusiasm for the new subject being offered this term. "Yeah, I'll see if she wants to come to meeting," he said, when she mentioned his fliers for telescope night on Friday. "Maybe she'll be willing to give a little lesson or something." Most people were happy with just spending the night stargazing and chatting, but a short, informal lesson by a real teacher about what they were looking at would surely be welcome information, he thought."Anyway," he continued, bringing himself back on point after that most excellent distraction, "I was wondering, would you be interested in being my date to the ball this year? Or just as friends, if you'd rather, or even just for the first prefect dance with me, if you've got other plans with a non-prefect?" Clark's voice rose on a hopeful note at the end, praying that at least one of those options would appeal to her.
If she didn't go for it, his back up plan was pretty poorly defined and might include Chaslyn (though she was related to Oliver somehow, he thought, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to avoid that kind of association like the plague or if it might be fun to see what colors Oliver's face turned if he saw his cousin-or-whatever dancing with a halfblood) and the only other female over the age of fourteen he'd had frequent contact with.
Clark really hoped his tendency to hang out with guys more was just that there were more of them in his normal circles than that he was accidentally sexist or something.
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Excellent, but that wasn't the question I meant to ask
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Lena
July 20, 2016 6:12 PM
Then without further ado. . . by Lena
One of the greatest things about Clark was that he was very talkative. Lena, usually charmed by his exuberance, found herself smiling while waiting for him to finish. He gave her numerous options, but she’d have immediately agreed to the first if she had been able to reply right then. Laughing, she said “No, I don’t have any other plans. I’d love to go with you.” She didn’t clarify in what capacity they would go, but she didn’t feel the need to. They’d literally be friends going together no matter what but that and an actual date weren’t mutually exclusive. If he wanted to think of it like that he was more than welcome to.Her heart was full with someone else, but she loved Clark as a friend and wouldn’t mind doing more date like activities with him. After all, holding hands and dancing weren’t things she could do with the person she loved. Clark wasn’t a stand in or replacement per se, she was honestly comfortable with the idea of doing those particular things on a less intimate level with him. But that was it, on a less intimate level. At some point she’d have to start actually dating and try to get over him but right now she could only afford baby steps. Right now, she felt the most comfortable taking those steps with Clark.
"I'm not sure how well I'll do during the Prefect Dance but I'll try to do you proud." Olivier was good at leading, something Lena didn't take for granted. She was a much more capable flier than dancer, to the chagrin of most Pure-blooded society. When their mother encouraged them to go to Sonora instead of staying in Europe, escaping PB stigma had been a leading factor. Since their departure six years ago they hadn't been to any proper PB balls. As an eleven year old she wasn't proficient but it was (mildly) excusable. Now it wasn't. She'd have to brush up.
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Then without further ado. . .
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Clark
July 20, 2016 9:43 PM
Awesome! I mean, great, that's great. Good. by Clark
"Whoo!" Clark cheered, unable to keep the relief in. No plans! Lena had no other plans! He would not need to resort to asking people he only kind of knew and would get to go with his first choice and a good friend. That made the ball sound much more appealing than it had five minutes ago. "Great! Good. That's good. I mean, not that I don't want you to have no plans, but it means we can have plans. Let me stop talking for a second and get coherent."He stopped talking for a second, during which time he grinned at her a bit, and realized he was really happy she hadn't turned him down, and not just because it meant he'd need to do this again with Chaslyn or somebody who he liked a lot less. Lena had said yes, and in such a way that he was kind of taking it like she wanted a date-date, which was, wow. He hadn't really thought she was into him that way, but cool. He'd take it.
"Okay, I'm better now," he promised. "And we can work together on the not embarrassing ourselves in front of everybody during the Prefect dance. My dancing skills are . . . um, well, let's just say they don't cover dancing in science class, you know?" he shrugged, grinning self-deprecatingly.
An idea blossomed, and he offered, testing the waters to see how she'd respond. "Shall we learn together? First date, the MARS dance room? Get a portrait to show us the basics? Then reward ourselves afterwards with some dessert to make up for the calories we burn? Say, Saturday afternoon before my library shift?"
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Awesome! I mean, great, that's great. Good.
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Lena
July 21, 2016 1:20 AM
*laughing* I'm glad you agree by Lena
Clark was always amusing. Watching him backtrack, fumble with his words, and then try to gather himself was as entertaining as any conversation she’d had with him and more. He was actually quite cute. After composing himself he admitted to being sub-par at dancing too which alleviated some of her worries. She nodded, at his rhetorical question, fully able to commiserate. Still in the mild romantically-obliging state of mind, she committed herself to his proposition with a “Sure, it’s a date.”Having really only had Olivier as a dancing partner, and him having been exceptionally talented at leading, Lena conceded she would need a lot of practice. If Clark really was as terrible as he said he was (which she didn’t doubt, science classes really didn’t teach you how to dance) she couldn’t rely on him to make her look graceful. She’d always felt slightly guilty for Olivier having had to pick up the slack for her. Dancing with Clark would be starting fresh though. She and Clark could both get better and they’d probably have fun doing it.
Lena, not typically one for parties or balls and thus not as proficient a dancer as she should have been given her pureblood status, was actually looking forward to Saturday.
The thought interrupted her reverie suddenly: “How would Olivier take the news? Would he find out about their practices?” Now that they were on speaking terms again, her over protective brother was more likely to get up to his old antics again. She’d prefer avoiding a repeat of second year if at all possible. Plus, this was Clark, not some stranger. Actually, to her brother, that might be worse.
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*laughing* I'm glad you agree
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