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HaRoHeGiNeLu · 09-16-2011, 03:11 AM

Text Cut: Treyen

So Treyen knew just a bit more than 'the basics'. What Ellie knew, that was the basics. But Treyen could actually talk to people. She wrinkled her nose when he mentioned a University lecture. Who would want to go to one of those, anyway? It was just silly to go to one in a different language.

That was good, though, she supposed. If he ever were travelling alone...in France...for whatever lonely reason, he wouldn't be hopeless. It was kind of admirable, that he was semi-bilingual.

Oh, Merlin. "Monsieur and Mademoiselle." He knew that, though, from just before. "Oui means 'yes'." And it just occurred to her that she hadn't the faintest idea as to the French word for 'no'. You would think you'd learn opposites at the same time. "Bonjour is 'hello'." Right? And again, another she didn't know the opposite to. She had no idea how to say 'goodbye'. But that was okay, she supposed, because she never liked saying goodbye even in English. "And mercy is 'thank you'." Or something like that. Mhhhm. That was five, right?

"I'll keep that in mind." Whenever she wanted to. Whenever she remembered. Or whenever she felt like it. Chances were, she'd forget. But the OFFER was there. And that was what was important.

Hehe. She loved dancing with him. She didn't care if he wasn't the best. He was pretty good, though. He definitely wasn't the worst. But it was just so much better with him. Better than dancing with Dallin or Conan.

And, right. Bentley did it to herself. "Of course." Nod. He could think that.

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HaRoHeGiNeLu Bicorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: EST Posts: 16,579 Hogwarts RPG Name: Valerie Warren First Year x8	Satisfied Neon Text Cut: Treyen Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian Yes, he was well-aware of that. Kaika even pretended that she couldn't understand a single word of what was being said and he was certain she could. She's also part French but she's amazingly American, not even British. She loves Aspen, that's why the house in Dorset should've gone to him instead of her. But, yeah, whatever. Wait...where were they? French. Right. "Hmmm, if I get lost then I'll be able to find my way by asking directions and speaking to the locals about simple things...but...I probably wouldn't understand a lecture at any University or something like that," so, that's what the basics were for, right? Meeting people and asking for directions. "I'd do fine if travelling alone," he nodded, not that he would want to do that, it'd be mighty boring. That's why he traveled with Aaron last year. The language had come in handy while they were in Luxembourg, yet it wasn't necessary for either of the boys to speak it. The FIVE words she knew? "Which are the five words you know?" besides Mademoiselle and Monsier. His smile got wider, "I will, whenever you want me to." And...no books. We promise. Whaaat? No, he DIDN'T. Treyen shook his head but still managed to smirk, a little, and only spoke once Chad and Seren where back to dancing and focusing on each other...which was something very wrong of Stryker, don't you think? He ought to be watching them dancing, just to see if the students got the hang of it, yes? Like Vindictus had. Left, right, left again, another twirl, and...Seren and Chad wouldn't hear this time since he moved farther away from them, "She broke her own concentration, not really my fault." He was still holding true what he'd said, about Seren being a natural. She was, and she looked rather pretty while dancing too. The hold on Ellie was no longer a loose one, but a slightly tighter one as they swayed away from the unfazed Groundskeeper. So Treyen knew just a bit more than 'the basics'. What Ellie knew, that was the basics. But Treyen could actually talk to people. She wrinkled her nose when he mentioned a University lecture. Who would want to go to one of those, anyway? It was just silly to go to one in a different language. That was good, though, she supposed. If he ever were travelling alone...in France...for whatever lonely reason, he wouldn't be hopeless. It was kind of admirable, that he was semi-bilingual. Oh, Merlin. "Monsieur and Mademoiselle." He knew that, though, from just before. "Oui means 'yes'." And it just occurred to her that she hadn't the faintest idea as to the French word for 'no'. You would think you'd learn opposites at the same time. "Bonjour is 'hello'." Right? And again, another she didn't know the opposite to. She had no idea how to say 'goodbye'. But that was okay, she supposed, because she never liked saying goodbye even in English. "And mercy is 'thank you'." Or something like that. Mhhhm. That was five, right? "I'll keep that in mind." Whenever she wanted to. Whenever she remembered. Or whenever she felt like it. Chances were, she'd forget. But the OFFER was there. And that was what was important. Hehe. She loved dancing with him. She didn't care if he wasn't the best. He was pretty good, though. He definitely wasn't the worst. But it was just so much better with him. Better than dancing with Dallin or Conan. And, right. Bentley did it to herself. "Of course." Nod. He could think that. __________________ a *practical* person, who *may be considered a perfectionist, perhaps you like being organised* or *paying close attention to detail*, you are...