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**Sébastien Voclain** · 11-18-2013, 11:56 AM

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Originally Posted by Zéline Labelle

Zéline could tell Sébastien was feeling confident and that fed her own confidence a little; not that she had that much confidence right now, though. She followed him with a frown that was a mixture between annoyance and worry. She did not appreaciate this whole English-speaking-only competition and thought it was very unfair with the foreigners, but there was nothing she could do about it.

The sight of the books cheered her up for a second, but then she remembered they were most probably all in English, which made her get even more annoyed. She sighed and kept following Sébastien, getting closer to the shelves and standing a little behind him. Zéline noticed a parchment that appeared right in front of them and hesitated a little before picking it up.

She read it aloud so Sébastien could hear and didn't hide the annoyance in her tone. After reading the whole thing, she shot a serious look at her school mate before looking at the shelves. "Nous devons choisir un livre." She repeated, this time in her mother tongue. "Peek me up, on of ze peenk books in sight..." The fifteen year old reread and looked at the shelf once again. So it was just choosing a book? Or she just didn't get the riddle again? "Je déteste ces énigmes en anglais." Zéline complainted, frowning deeper and staring at the books in front of them.

Zéline decided to just go for it, then. She approached one of the particular ailes that had a stronger light flickering on the book titles and... picked up the first pink book she saw. "Voilà. Et maintenant?"

Stupid English puzzle.

He stood before the shleves while his eyes wandered across the books searching for something that might catch his attention and tell them something but he didn't find anything and he almost didn't notice the piece of parchment that appeared. Good thing Zélina was paying attention to that. Sébastien turned to the fellow fifth-year as he listened to her reading what seemed to be some kind of puzzle.

At the mention of book his eyes flickered to the bookshelves remembering seeing a pink one. However, he turned to his friend and nodded, "Il n'est pas facile," talking in English that is. He of course would have preferred the puzzles and books to be in his mother language. But that wasn't the case so he had to adabt. Though he knew exactly how Zélina felt and couldn't balme her. He might not show it but he wasn't enjoying having to speak in a foreign language for quite a while now and espicially in a task where he had to solve puzzles and go through books.

Sébastien let Zélina take the book as he peered at the piece of parchment reading the words silently again.His forehead creased in concentration he turned to look at his school mate. "I wonder what ze last line meanz," he said. "Leet's see what iz een ze book?" he suggested eyeing the book and wondering if it'd be safe to do so considering the quizz's words.

11-18-2013, 11:56 AM	#5 (permalink)
Sébastien Voclain Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2013 Posts: 1,053 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sébastien Voclain Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Zéline Labelle Zéline could tell Sébastien was feeling confident and that fed her own confidence a little; not that she had that much confidence right now, though. She followed him with a frown that was a mixture between annoyance and worry. She did not appreaciate this whole English-speaking-only competition and thought it was very unfair with the foreigners, but there was nothing she could do about it. The sight of the books cheered her up for a second, but then she remembered they were most probably all in English, which made her get even more annoyed. She sighed and kept following Sébastien, getting closer to the shelves and standing a little behind him. Zéline noticed a parchment that appeared right in front of them and hesitated a little before picking it up. She read it aloud so Sébastien could hear and didn't hide the annoyance in her tone. After reading the whole thing, she shot a serious look at her school mate before looking at the shelves. "Nous devons choisir un livre." She repeated, this time in her mother tongue. "Peek me up, on of ze peenk books in sight..." The fifteen year old reread and looked at the shelf once again. So it was just choosing a book? Or she just didn't get the riddle again? "Je déteste ces énigmes en anglais." Zéline complainted, frowning deeper and staring at the books in front of them. Zéline decided to just go for it, then. She approached one of the particular ailes that had a stronger light flickering on the book titles and... picked up the first pink book she saw. "Voilà. Et maintenant?" Stupid English puzzle. He stood before the shleves while his eyes wandered across the books searching for something that might catch his attention and tell them something but he didn't find anything and he almost didn't notice the piece of parchment that appeared. Good thing Zélina was paying attention to that. Sébastien turned to the fellow fifth-year as he listened to her reading what seemed to be some kind of puzzle. At the mention of book his eyes flickered to the bookshelves remembering seeing a pink one. However, he turned to his friend and nodded, "Il n'est pas facile," talking in English that is. He of course would have preferred the puzzles and books to be in his mother language. But that wasn't the case so he had to adabt. Though he knew exactly how Zélina felt and couldn't balme her. He might not show it but he wasn't enjoying having to speak in a foreign language for quite a while now and espicially in a task where he had to solve puzzles and go through books. Sébastien let Zélina take the book as he peered at the piece of parchment reading the words silently again.His forehead creased in concentration he turned to look at his school mate. "I wonder what ze last line meanz," he said. "Leet's see what iz een ze book?" he suggested eyeing the book and wondering if it'd be safe to do so considering the quizz's words. __________________