Martin Crosby V
And so it begins.
Sun Jan 13, 2019 12:44
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Sonora Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry was, Martin decided upon completing his Orientation and tour, adequate.

It was a stellar review from the generally apathetic young boy, and one worthy of note. His mother, Tawny Crosby nee Brockert, was an alumna, and her critique of the location had not inspired the utmost confidence in the institution. Mother tended to feel unfavorably about just about everything, but she expressed a specific dislike for her own former House - Pecari - and had instilled in him the hope for his own dormitory. He could not fault her that complaint, as he too was generally opposed to the idea of sharing his quarters with other eleven year olds. Martin had found that most children his age were obnoxious and loud, which were similar to his mother’s complaints of her House as a whole. It was quite tiresome. Between Martin and his contemporaries, he tended to feel a bit of a disconnect on the whole.

As the Sorting commenced, he was grateful not to be sent to Teppenpaw, either, which - if his Crosby relations were any indication - was the home to sentimental idiots. Martin was assuredly more intelligent than his father’s young cousin, Vladimir. No, Crotalus did seem a better fit for him. Respectable and mature. These were his people.

He clapped along politely to the announcements, although the Prefect by name of “Manger” made his nose wrinkle. Martin’s general knowledge of that whole situation was simply that it was complicated and distasteful, so his instinct was to feel unfavorable toward this Eden person. She was the child of the late Ross Manger, his great-aunt’s ex-husband, and that man was, as he understood it, atrocious. So his bastard was probably just like him.

He did not care about the Quidditch coach, and he did not sing the song. Singing was a young man’s game, and Martin was too grown for that nonsense. He simply waited it out and then gathered himself a polite but healthy serving of the food provided to him. Martin, with careful and meticulous manners, took to his dinner and kept to himself.

  • Crotalus Table Threads (nm)Admin, Fri Jan 11 23:23
    • An advanced student nowWinston Pierce, Thu Jan 17 09:48
      Winston was eager for new school year. The Pecari had graduated, leaving only The Aladren to give him problems in Quidditch and she (he was pretty sure she was a she) had almost no shot at being... more
    • Making connectionsJeremy Mordue, Thu Jan 17 06:40
      Jeremy had, he thought, made a pretty decent job of orientation. He had already made A Connection. Felipe De Matteo. Who was an heir. And gracious and polite, and just the sort of person Nathaniel... more
      • Connections are certainly beneficialJulius Astley, Thu Jan 17 18:55
        Julius didn't hold so much hostility towards being at Sonora as he had done the previous year. He didn't frown or glare at anybody as he walked into Cascade Hall and took a seat at the Crotalus table ... more
        • They are indeedJeremy Mordue, Fri Jan 18 07:05
          “Very pleased to meet you,” Jeremy grinned, with something approaching genuine enthusiasm when Julius Astley said it was nice to meet him and held out his hand. Yes! Jeremy shook it, wondering... more
          • You are lucky to make a connection with me.Julius Astley, Fri Jan 18 20:17
            "Welcome to Crotalus," Julius added finally before releasing his firm grip on Jeremy's hand and returning to his dinner. Based on first impressions alone, Jeremy seemed suitable to socialise with... more
            • Indeed soJeremy Mordue, Sun Jan 20 00:25
              “Thank you,” Jeremy smiled, when Julius welcomed him to Crotalus. “It’s the house I was hoping for. I felt pretty sure I’d get it too,” he added. He decided not to point out that it was practically a ... more
              • Let's hope it lasts.Julius Astley, Wed Jan 23 18:55
                Julius reached for the jug of pumpkin juice that stood on the table just in front of him and filled his goblet and offered to fill Jeremy's before placing it back on the table. He quite liked the... more
    • And so it begins. — Martin Crosby V, Sun Jan 13 12:44
      • Paralysis at the starting line.Jessica Hayles, Mon Jan 14 21:33
        The afternoon had seemed like it would never end, and by the time they were done with the meet-and-greet and the tour, all Jessica wanted to do was go crawl in bed and hide from the world, rest and... more
    • Cleo had had a fun summer. An interesting one too. She had made a friend back home. After the fun of the magical state fair, she had encouraged her daddy to see if there was anything similar going on ... more
      • I hope not. Felipe De Matteo, Sun Jan 13 02:14
        Felipe was sorted into a decent house, it seemed, and he took a seat proudly at his new table. With an older student based him, he felt rather pleased with himself, and also rather small. Both of... more
        • "Maybe later," Cleo mumbled, when the new boy suggested and selected shrimp. She did not really like fishy things, and shrimp looked little and wriggly and you could almost imagine them swimming... more
          • Americans introduce themselves so strangely.Felipe de Matteo, Fri Jan 18 14:40
            Felipe raised an eyebrow at Cleo's introduction, and pursed his lips in thought. Except that he did none of that on the outside. Maintaining the stoic expression that his father favored for business... more
            • Cleo blinked for a fraction of a second longer than was normal when a hand was held out to her, though quickly shook it because she knew that there was really no other choice. She appeared more... more
              • Proper ones of course. Felipe De Matteo, Sun Jan 27 23:46
                Felipe didn't consider Cleo's pause particularly strange, as he was more than used to people taking each social action only after deliberate thought. He would have almost thought it stranger had she... more
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