Dorian Montoir, Teppenpaw
Glittery and jittery
Sat Sep 16, 2017 02:26

Dorian took a seat in Transfiguration, trying to ignore the balloons that followed him into the room and set themselves behind him. October the first was his birthday, and so far it was… mixed. All the members of his family who were still at home had sent him a card, which had sung loudly and cheered ‘happy birthday’ in all three of his home languages when he’d opened it at the breakfast table, before exploding a cloud of gold glitter over him. Everyone in Teppenpaw house and beginners classes would probably be doomed to finding glitter about their person for the rest of the school year, even if they never personally had any contact with him. But this was not the problem. Dorian appreciated the effort and enthusiasm of the card, and the presents that had come with it. He had expected Matthieu to ignore his birthday entirely, and that would have actually been preferable. He winced as the balloons rubbed against each other, making that squeaking sound. He hated that squeaking sound. It set his teeth on edge. He also had to worry the entire time that it was a prelude to the balloons suddenly bursting. A world without balloons would have been a much nicer world, in his opinion. It wasn’t like he was run-out-of-the-room-screaming afraid of them, but nor could he fully relax with them hovering and squeaking behind him. He was also afraid of other people finding out that he was afraid of balloons because it was a really stupid fear. And one, as Matthieu was managing to demonstrate from thousands of miles away, that was incredibly easy to exploit. He had hoped that the hell would be over after breakfast, at which point he could just deposit the stupid balloons in his room and continue on with his day. But they had followed him. He had tried a simple ‘finite incantatum’ which had prompted one to pop, and him to visibly jump and squeak. He’d had a moment to consider whether it was worth the horror of popping them all in quick succession to just be rid of them, before the horrible thing had regenerated itself. Matthieu had to have had help in making this special form of torture.

He sat, trying to listen to Professor Skies and ignore the fact that his palms were sweating. He hoped he could ask one of the staff to find a way to make the balloons stop following him. Rain. Rain and rain boots… He thought back to the day in the attic, before coming to Sonora, and his hopes of having pleasant, quiet rainy days without his bored brother storming through the house determined to make him miserable. It had been going so well. Sonora seemed so nice. But it was not beyond Matthieu’s reach to torture him here… As the box came past, he took out a pair of red cowboy boots. He took a transfiguration table, trying to think about all the different properties… Shape… The shape was kind of the same, but also not. The cowboy boots had that dip around the top, and their toes were pointed. His quill slipped in his fingers as the balloons squeaked. The material had to change, of course. The function was wearing them on your feet, but the rain boots you wore… well, in the rain, so it was a lot the same but also a little bit different. He struggled to find the words for this idea. Explaining an idea that was clear in his head when restricted to exclusively English words was tricky at the best of times, and now he was distracted and edgy. He considered calling Professor Skies over, and asking her to help rid him of the balloons, but before he could do so, the person next to him spoke to him.

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    • Glittery and jittery — Dorian Montoir, Teppenpaw, Sat Sep 16 02:26
      • One of those things sounds better than the other.Tatiana Vorontsova, Pecari, Sun Sep 17 14:48
        Westerners were very strange. This was a fact and Tatiana accepted it as a fact without question. When she saw one of them come into class with balloons trailing after him, though, she could not help ... more
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          • It would be bad if glitter made you jittery.Tatiana, Mon Sep 18 11:01
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            • Oh. She was Alaskan. So, technically, Tatiana was not an international student. Luckily, she didn’t seem to mind his error. He felt he was very fortunate not to be pulled up on that one or to have... more
              • Good thing it doesn't seem to be, then.Tatiana, Wed Sep 20 20:47
                Tatiana had never managed to get the hang of French even with true teachers, but her eyes lit up at the idea of a language exchange with Dorian and Jehan just the same. That would, she reasoned, be... more
                • “I’m sure,” Dorian nodded, when she asked if Jehan would help her too. He thought that the Club of Tongues might take a different direction than his and Jehan’s previous plans to read poetry together ... more
                  • How could they not?Tatiana, Fri Sep 22 11:24
                    Tatiana nodded in sympathy when Dorian mentioned that all the English gave him a headache sometimes. “Me, too,” said Tatiana. “Not as bad as first – then it sounds like many chickens!” she laughed,... more
                    • It does go everywhere...Dorian, Sat Sep 30 00:43
                      “Yes!” he laughed, when Tatiana compared the simultaneous cacophony of English speakers to chickens. “It is so much when many people speak it at one time. At home, maybe two people at one time, and... more
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