Lucien
Aren't you supposed to make a dumb rolling joke?
Tue Mar 14, 2017 16:45
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What he’d done was absolutely a power display. Power could mean a lot of things - wealth, knowledge, inspiring fear in the hearts of others - but the best displays of it, in his opinion, were the unexpected. Now, Lucien’s family, though respected and moderately affluent, were admittedly not on the highest end in Pureblood society, but he had some firsthand experience observing such displays. His gran, for instance, could be absolutely ferocious when she got wind of one of their suppliers ripping them off. Upfront and rude, but ferocious. She would force a conversation on them, quite like what he’d done here, and that would be the end of it.

Lucien didn’t have time to present this argument, but he quickly found out that Camilla seemed to have a different definition of ‘power display’ than him. The moment of satisfaction he took when she relaxed her wand was, sufficient to say, erased and completely reversed, as she followed this with a sudden movement.

BANG

For the second time in what felt like as many minutes, the brunet jumped in alarm, spitting out a couple choice curse-words, chair rocking back on two legs in his haste to scooch away from whatever the sixth-year at sent at him. It seemed to be... nothing. Just a scare tactic. You psychotic, impulsive... “What the hell did you expect that to accomplish?” he quizzed her, ignoring her demand for an apology (he’d already given one). His voice was raised in annoyance, but he was genuinely curious despite himself. Everyone should use words first, in Lucien’s opinion. It saved a lot of time.

He was unable to make use of this time, however, since definitely-not-a-real-professor Wheelchair Rob with the Stupid Dog rolled up to them to intervene. Which wasn’t his business, but despite his (totally not excessive) hatred of the man, Lucien wasn’t an idiot: a professor being here meant that no matter how weird Camilla acted, she wouldn’t be able to actually hex him. Excellent.

Rob’s phrasing still irked him, though. Where was Mister No-shenanigans-before-noon the past week while he was getting punched and hexed and generally harassed? Selective law enforcement was no law at all.

“I wasn’t intending shenanigans,” Lucien answered him stiffly. “I was just...” Ugh, how could he explain this? Camilla would probably call him out if he lied, so the truth it was, unfortunately. “Just making sure she wasn’t trying to steal my girlfriend. Which she wasn’t, so I apologized. I’m sorry,” he aimed that pointedly at Camilla, repeating it for good measure before turning back to Rob and continuing on with a slight scowl at having to submit himself to the man’s presumed and entirely illicit authority. “Won’t happen again. At least, not at breakfast.”

  • How about I step in? - Professor Rob Hier, Tue Mar 14 13:21
    Typically Rob Hier ate in his quiet apartment suite, where he lived with his wife and their newborn daughter. This was partially because he was pretty sure that Celia would murder him herself if he... more
    • Aren't you supposed to make a dumb rolling joke? - Lucien, Tue Mar 14 16:45
      • Does he? - Camilla, Wed Mar 15 13:18
        Camilla couldn't suppress the laughter that escaped her lips as Lucien jumped in alarm from her, very innocent, hex. She had accomplished exactly what she wanted to: put the idiot back in his place.... more
        • If I did that every time, I'd just be predictable - Professor Rob, Wed Mar 15 16:25
          So according to Lucien, he had been worried about this girl stealing his girlfriend, which Rob found to be more than a little weird but he figured he’d let it slide. Seventeen year old boys did some... more
          • You're already predictable. - Lucien, Thu Mar 16 21:06
            “Good.” Lucien appreciated approval. He wasn’t the type of person to actively seek it, he thought, but he wasn’t about to turn it down, either. However, the approval of the Rolling ‘Professor’ did... more
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