Ruben Lundqvist (5th year, Aquila)
Too bad I'm a handful
Sat Apr 8, 2017 03:46

Sauntering down the hall, grey knapsack hanging off one shoulder, Ruben slipped into the lab with hardly a minute to spare before the official start-of-class. This was right in line with his usual attendance at RMI; not so much when compared with his prior education. The Swede had never properly taken to the "five minutes early is actually five minutes late" attitude that his native culture emphasized, but Durmstrang's schedule ran with military precision, and his five-and-half years spent there had been characterized by extreme punctuality. He was still punctual at RMI - Ruben generally enjoyed academics, mainly the practical lessons that he could make use of, so he wasn't about to actively skip classes like Spellwork. He just wasn't as punctual here as there.

Two bushy eyebrows raised (one intentional, one accidental, because he couldn't seem to get just the one moving) as he glanced acround. Kind of weird to see so many younger kids here. They weren't supposed to have a mass exam or something like that today, were they? Well, whatever it was, he could handle it, no problem. His eyes landed on a familiar form on the right side of the room, and Ruben grinned. Hen he could also handle. And hen could handle him, as he'd found out, at least on the making-out side of things, which was really the most fun part right now. Although there had been discussion of braids, too. That intrigued him.

He made the spontaneous decision to sneak up on Holland from behind and proceeded to do so, ducking past spme other gathered students. "Hey," he greeted, drawling the word a little as he wrapped his arms around hens waist in a sort of backwards hug. Hugs were a pretty standard form of greeting among his circle of friends-and-friendish-types. But on his first attempt with Holland, he'd put two and two together quick enough to figure out that proper full-on hugs were not really hens thing. That was fine, except one-armed hugs were definitely not his thing and didn't really count as hugging anyways. Backwards hugs were alright, because there were both arms involved. Although this was admittedly the first time he'd tried it on hen.

"How is your day so far?" he quizzed Holland, resting his chin lightly on hens shoulder for a moment. (That was still bizarre. The number of beyond-platonic experiences in Ruben's history that involved a person who practically matched him in height was, more or less, exactly zero.) Unfortunately, the downside of cutting his arrival to class so close was that it didn't leave much time for conversing, and it was with some reluctance that he untangled himself from Holland to stand more properly near their other yearmates in order to listen to Aaron's instructions-- er, what was the man's surname, again? Mc...Donald? Nah, that was the burger place. Whatever; he'd probably never get it. The first-names custom of the Nordic world was hard to shake off.

Ruben agreed rather swiftly that this lesson was indeed unusual. Why did they have to work with the younger years? Not that he was opposed to the littler kids, but that was a waste of their class time. It was, in his opinion, way more interesting working with someone at his level. Like Rose. She could really handle a wand (or not). When he made eye contact with Holland, he pulled a mock-annoyed face. He'd expected agreement, but apparently not. The following part, where his red oak wand leapt out of his hand and floated traitorously to their professor, was even more unusual. They'd been practising some wandless magic since Midterm, but he couldn't recall having his wand forcibly taken away. That was a bit uncomfortable.

Finger-combing loose blonde hair over the shoulder of his t-shirt (his usual black, today with a large grey-toned skull patterned across the front), Ruben leaned back at Aaron's dismissal to toss his knapsack against the wall. Obviously, it was unnecessary to lug around for this class... not that there was much weight to lug when the only thing in it was a slightly crumpled notebook and a couple ballpoint pens, but still. Folding his hands in the pockets of his skinny jeans, leather bands riding up his wrists slightly at the movement, the tall teenager strode across the room and right up to another student. "Do you have a partner already?" he asked, blue eyes staring down at them a bit critically.

  • Look Ma, No Hands! [Spellwork, ALL YEARS] - Professor Aaron McKindy, Fri Apr 7 17:35
    “So this is a little bit of an unusual lesson,” Aaron McKindy said, entirely unnecessarily. It was unnecessary because all of the gathered students had already realized that, presumably once they... more
    • But I need hands to pet this cat! - Marissa Kendrick (5th Year Aquila), Fri Apr 14 14:59
      “Hi, Circe!” Spellwork was one of the only lessons Marissa Kendrick was consistently early to. She liked chatting with Aaron about Quidditch things, or about the kids, or other random subjects she... more
    • Hopefully my partner has hands - Kaye Packman (Aquila 4th Year), Fri Apr 14 14:29
      Kaye decided to show up to Spellwork on a day when everyone would be there. This would have been the best time to skip class. The crowd was big enough that her absence would have gone unnoticed. She... more
    • No doorknobs, either - Holland Keene [Lyra], Wed Apr 12 14:46
      When they were doing an all-years class, it was almost guaranteed that there would be a somewhat physical component to the activity. Professor McKindy in particular seemed to like to mix up the... more
      • Maybe the Hands and Knobs are Behind the Door - Hunter Ioma, Wed Apr 12 22:37
        “So this is a little bit of an unusual lesson,” Hunter perked up. An unusual lesson certainly sounded exciting. Well, any magic lesson sounded exciting, but an unusual one even more so. “Today we’re... more
        • We could look there - Holland, Fri Apr 14 15:42
          Oh, it was Hunter. Holland liked Hunter well enough—in fact, they didn’t truly dislike any of the underclassmen—but he was very—well— Hunter . Holland was not entirely sure what they meant by that,... more
          • What's in the Box?! - Hunter Ioma, Fri Apr 14 21:33
            As Hunter tumbled through the ghost-space-wizard door, the first thing that got his attention was the size of the room on the other side. It wasn’t exactly large, but certainly not the... more
            • Looks like another puzzle to me - Holland, Sat Apr 15 19:02
              Hunter was unsurprisingly optimistic about doing a spell he couldn’t remember learning. The sixteen-year-old left Hunter to it and focused on the lock. They knew a bit about how locks worked; Monty... more
    • Hold my butterbeer. I got this. - Teal Rosse [Draco, 2nd year], Mon Apr 10 05:58
      Classes at RMI were pretty weird, but Teal didn’t think a professor had ever had all the years all together all at once. What in Merlin’s name could Prof. Aaron be planning? This sounded like... more
      • I mean I guess my hands are free - Rose Farnon, Mon Apr 10 06:39
        When Rose ran into Dade on her way to Spellwork, she know that McKindy was up to something. There was no normal reason for him to have a first year and a fifth year going to the same class, and... more
    • I would appreciate a hand with this - Russell Drew [4th year, Cetus], Mon Apr 10 00:09
      It was one of Those days. Russell sighed and shook another Advil out of the bottle. On Those days, he woke up with a pounding headache for no clear reason. Headaches weren’t unfamiliar to him; when... more
      • Fortunately, I have two - Connor Farnon, Mon Apr 10 04:35
        Dressed in an olive polo shirt and khakis under his robes with shoelaces neatly tied in gray sneakers, Connor looked around the classroom uncomfortably. He was used to having classes with his younger ... more
        • Does that mean we each get one? - Russell, Mon Apr 10 18:51
          The younger boy was dressed pretty formal. Russell didn’t understand why some students always wore their robes to classes. Was it actually a part of the dress code? He couldn’t remember - well, he... more
    • But I have hands! - Marley Chapman [2nd year, Lyra], Sat Apr 8 19:18
      “I still can’t believe you, like, almost made a goal in the last match, that was just-- ooooh, hi !” Having just spotted Professor McKindy’s cat, Marley cut her conversation with Skylar short and... more
      • And a head, shoulders, knees and toes - Dardanius Dubois [5th year Lyra], Thu Apr 13 07:57
        Being in a room with all the Spellwork students currently attending RMI caused Danny to wonder - not for the first time - what Professor McKindy had planned. There wasn’t a great deal of overlap of... more
        • And really, really big eyes - Marley, Fri Apr 14 02:11
          She didn't know Danny super well, and really not in a classroom setting at all, but she thought she knew him well enough from playing Quidditch together. Frankie worked them pretty hard in practices, ... more
          • All the better to see you with - Dardanius, Sat Apr 15 14:29
            Following his energetic partner, Dardanius was the second student to enter the wizarding space beyond the doorway, which sealed itself over the moment he was within its confines. “Yep, this seems... more
            • Will it help us make decisions, too? - Marley, Sun Apr 23 18:47
              Danny reassured her that the newly sealed doorway was nothing unexpected. At least, it would've been reassuring, if it weren't for the fact that Marley wasn't actually worried about it. They had... more
    • No fingernails, either - Claudia Dubois [2nd year Cetus], Sat Apr 8 13:55
      A school-wide spellwork class had caused Claudia sufficient anxiety that she had chewed the nail on every single finger on both hands right down. She was supremely disappointed in herself, and also... more
      • I can help with that - Camilla Baird, Mon Apr 10 19:13
        Since she has started her former magical education, Camilla had always been more than adept at the classes that required a wand, and she was proud of her proficiency. The Ceti knew she excelled at... more
        • With my fingernails? - Claudia, Tue Apr 11 14:40
          The girl in front of her was intimidatingly tall; she must be in sixth or seventh year, Claudia guessed. She was also familiar from the common room; unless Claudia was much mistaken, this girl as... more
          • Yes, yes I can. - Camilla, Thu Apr 13 19:53
            “I am Camilla,” she offered her name to the girl, she assumed, was Danny’s little sister. They did look somewhat alike. She smiled reassuringly since Claudia seemed to be out of sorts, nervous if you ... more
            • Show me how - Claudia, Fri Apr 14 11:41
              Her taller counterpart’s name was Camilla, and she acquiesced in selecting a doorway. Claudia followed her through it, her wand already drawn in anticipation, but the only surprise seemed to be a... more
              • Its involves meditation - Camilla, Sun Apr 16 22:24
                Things didn't seem to be going well for Claudia, and Camilla took a deep breath to calm herself from overreacting over a silly grade because a younger student seemed to losing her stuff. Her... more
                • Is fainting like meditating? - Claudia, Fri Apr 21 10:47
                  Her spell had apparently been in vain, because instead of looking at what had appeared on the paper and figuring out a way to get them both out of this hellish scenario, Camilla was putting her hand... more
    • Too bad I'm a handful - Ruben Lundqvist (5th year, Aquila), Sat Apr 8 03:46
      • This is an interesting pair - Remington Burnham (Draco 1st Year), Sun Apr 9 18:17
        For some reason, the class structure at Rocky Mountain International wasn’t always consistent. In primary school, the different years didn’t combine like this. First grade was always with first... more
        • Not feeling too interested about this - Ruben, Mon Apr 10 14:38
          The first girl that he’d started walking towards had apparently no interest in working together, as she had pretty much taken one look and then ran away. Ruben found that possibly more amusing than... more
          • What if I made it sparkly? - Remington, Fri Apr 14 12:21
            The older student had a fun accent, which somehow made him seem less intimidating. It wasn’t a funny dialect, because no dialects were funny, but it took her attention away from the skull on his... more
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