Holland Keene
Maybe I can settle it
Tue Feb 28, 2017 17:37
204.62.51.138

Occasionally, Holland had a day where they didn’t have Quidditch practice or Defense or anything that would require them to stand up or do a lot of physical activity, and they could wear whatever they wanted on their feet without having to change shoes all day. Today was one of those days, and Holland had gone with five-inch open-toe heels with an improbable amount of white and blue fabric knotted in the front. They were also wearing jeans and a cerulean print buttondown under a grey waistcoat. For makeup, they’d gone with their normal foundation and concealer, metallic purpleish lipstick (the label had called the shade “frosted plum”) and subtle brown eyeliner. Their hair was mostly blue today—charmed, not dyed—but up close or when they ran their hand through it, shades of turquoise and purple were visible underneath the primary color.

Overall they felt their look was fabulous (mostly the shoes and the lipstick), reinforced in their opinion when Heather Bartel stopped them after class to compliment their shoes. Outfits were usually hit-or-miss with Heather, so it was nice to get a rare compliment from the self-proclaimed fashion guru of the school. It was a debatable claim, but Holland did like the Aquila’s style.

Holland was still feeling the glow from the compliment when they arrived at the Finer Diner for dinner. They’d been exceptionally productive all day; after Spellwork and Arithmancy, they’d gotten most of their work for the next few days done, which was impressive considering how much reading Kaz had assigned. All they had left was working on the non-verbal and wandless magic for Spellwork, which wasn’t a task with a definitive ending point.

Before Holland left the library, they sent Marissa a note to see if she had time for a fitting for one of her Footloose costumes between dinner and the Astronomy lesson. They hadn’t heard back yet, but there was an hour and a half window if Holland was quick. The plan was to get something quick or portable, although that plan was almost immediately discarded when they saw a table with a bowl of mouthwatering pasta.

“Hey,” they said cheerfully, sliding into the seat beside Dade. They’d talked to Rose’s brother a few weeks ago, right after break ended, and while he wasn’t the best conversationalist he seemed like a nice enough kid. He was sitting with another underclassman, who Holland assumed had to be the other brother, Connor. “I figured out what I was looking for in the library,” Holland told Dade. “It was a flapjack octopus.” Which was one of the most fun possible octopus names, in Holland’s opinion.

The fifth year took a plate and loaded it with spaghetti, tomato sauce, and meatballs, talking as they did so. “It’s a type of umbrella octopus. Apparently scientists are really lazy about nomenclature, they just call things what they look like and then make the Latin name something totally different.”

  • A brotherly disagreement - Connor & Dade Farnon, Mon Feb 27 20:15
    “I just don’t understand why Rose can’t have more respectable friends,” Connor complained, twirling spaghetti around a fork before lifting it to his mouth to take a bite, somehow managing to avoid... more
    • Maybe I can settle it - Holland Keene, Tue Feb 28 17:37
      • Settle isn't the word I'd use - Connor & Dade, Sat Mar 4 13:48
        Connor was absolutely mortified and Dade was suddenly very still. How much had Holland heard? She had appeared out of nowhere and was suddenly talking about octopi in Dade’s direction. The older girl ... more
        • What would you call it? - Holland, Sat Mar 4 22:06
          The boys looked very awkward all of a sudden. Holland took that to mean they’d interrupted a private underclassmen-only conversation. Dade and probably-Connor should have chosen a more private venue... more
          • 'Instigate' perhaps - Connor & Dade, Sun Mar 5 09:35
            “In passing,” Connor acknowledged that he’d heard of Holland before, in response to her question. Rose didn’t exactly talk about her friends incessantly (and when she did, it was usually about what... more
            • I can do both - Holland, Sun Mar 5 12:35
              They took a bite of their dinner while the boys talked. Bryony Keene cut her spaghetti with a knife when she ate it, like some kind of displaced Neanderthal who was unaccustomed to pasta, but Monty... more
              • I'm not sure you can - Connor & Dade, Sat Mar 11 15:53
                Because Holland was there and Dade didn’t want to look like a little kid, he resisted the urge to laugh and stick his tongue out at his older brother as Holland confirmed that he wasn’t a lesbian. In ... more
                • Give me a shot - Holland, Sun Apr 16 22:47
                  Holland had plenty of experience correcting people who thought they were female. Occasionally they were mistaken for being a binary male, but because their clothes tended toward the femme, it was... more
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