Bessie Mae Cavanaugh
Sounds like a good time to me
Wed Mar 5, 2014 01:21

Bessie Mae had been thrilled to join the Daughters of Morgana as soon as she’d arrived at RMI. A proper ladies’ club for high-society girls was exactly what the school needed. Mother and Pa had asked a few questions—what the club did, who their president and staff sponsor were, who all attended—but had ultimately been satisfied that the Daughters of Morgana was an acceptable social club. Mother was less pleased with the drama club, but Pa said it was fun and harmless and let their daughter develop useful hobbies and skills.

Bessie Mae had known the difference between these things for a long time. Hobbies were fun little talents you could bring up at parties to impress people or make conversation. Skills were useful.

In a place as small as RMI, weekly gossip sessions weren’t very… stimulating. Bessie Mae liked to meddle, so even gossip about Muggleborn students interested her, but she had to admit that not much went on at the school. Lyubov Kovalchuk had recently accepted a proposal, but that was the most newsworthy thing to happen in months.

Alannah’s announcement that their little sorority was going to become more of a skill than a hobby was good news. (Of course, the Arkansan didn’t see why they couldn’t still have snacks at the meetings, but they could discuss that policy later.) Bessie Mae carefully read the document before she signed it, making sure Alannah had arranged it so they could still invite new girls to join the group. Pa and her tutor had always emphasized the importance of critical reading, and she wasn’t going to agree to sign anything if she didn’t know exactly how it worked. That’d be bad business—not to mention plain stupid. Alannah was a smart cookie, and Bessie Mae would put money down that she’d made consequences for breaking their secrecy contract. After all, it was what she would do.

As with the Dueling Club, Bessie Mae wanted to wear something slightly sporty to their first practical meeting. She wore one of her favorite short-sleeved tops—a lime green button-down with purple spots—and had forgone the magenta skirt she usually paired with the outfit in favor of sensible violet pants. She was thoroughly ready when Alannah asked “Who wants to learn the real fun stuff?

In answer to the rhetorical question, Bessie Mae raised her left hand halfway—her dominant right occupied by holding her wand at her side. “What do y’all have in mind?” she asked, the corner of her mouth twitching up in an eager smirk.

  • DoM Part 2. let's have fun! (tag pureblood ladies)Alannah Pendergast, Tue Mar 4 15:22
    It had been two weeks since Professor de Villiers had informed Alannah about the books in his room and how she and the rest of the DoM were allowed to use. The Pureblooded girl had read all she could ... more
    • Sounds like a good time to me — Bessie Mae Cavanaugh, Wed Mar 5 01:21
      • Glad you think so!Alannah , Thu Mar 6 10:35
        ““What do y’all have in mind?” Bessie Mae said and Alannah smiled, glad that she had stayed. Alannah had taken a liking to Bessie Mae in earlier DoM meetings, she wasn’t like the other girls at RMI.... more
        • But I don't.Safire Hathaway, Fri Mar 7 11:11
          “There’s also tons of books around here was the first think Safire heard. She’d strolled in rather late, deciding last minute that this would be a fun ‘club’ to join. Not like she had anything else... more
          • We didn’t ask youBessie Mae, Sun Mar 9 03:58
            Alannah was one of the rare students Bessie Mae admired. As far as the Arkansan could tell, she and the Irish girl were cut from the same cloth (based on their tastes, the cloth was either silk or... more
            • No, we didn't.Alannah, Sun Mar 9 10:48
              Alannah couldn’t help but glare at Safire, anyone who said that books were boring and should be burned was no friend of hers. Alannah’s governess, Mora had always told her that a proper young lady... more
              • You didn't? I thought you did.Safire Hathaway, Wed Mar 19 10:10
                Safire smirked. “You don’t want me here? And I was so sure you guys loved me!” she said sarcasticaly. She stood up and made her way over to the paper, swiftly signing her name. The only reason she... more
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