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Old 09-23-2018, 10:03 AM   #15 (permalink)
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These days, Gaston hardly ever left his office. It was the only place left where he felt he could be himself, away from the watchful eye of the headmaster and his two lapdogs... but at this rate, who knew how long that was going to last? All these ridiculous rules were slowly draining the life from him, and it showed... a few more gray hairs, a few more pounds lost, a few more dark shadows under his eyes. If the new regime was crushing his spirit this much, he couldn't begin to imagine how it must be affecting the kids!

He decided a walk was just what he needed to unwind. A quick stroll around the grounds, then straight back to his office; that should be safe. Hopefully he wouldn't run into the troublesome trio along the way... Halfway through the walk, he found himself making an unexpected detour. He leaned against a tree, staring out at the lake. The water always had a calming effect on him. As he looked around, he noticed a couple of students sitting nearby (Kaitlynn & Benji). He acknowledged them with a polite nod, but for the time being remained silent. They seemed lost in thought, and he didn't want to disturb them if they didn't want to talk.
Sylvie was on her way to do some drawing at the lake. It was a nice day, for November, and she’d never actually tried to draw the lake landscape itself. Water was hard? And the mountains tricky too, lots of work with perspective. But this was good because she still needed to draw five new things before her birthday. Mini goals and all that. She was starting to take things seriously, at long last.

But as she made her way down she spotted a lonely Marchand and instantly changed course. MARCHAND. She’d never really had the chance to talk to him last year after the attack that… yeah, that, and she’d been too busy (read: kept forgetting) to go see him ever since they’d come back. So this was great!

"Marchand! Professor!" she called out and jogged to him, throwing a wave at the other two students because Sylvie is a nice person who waves at random people because why not?

Side note, this was extra great because Charms was one of the subjects she was still taking, and she had a question about the homework they got. But, that’s for later. Right now, she only had one thing on her mind.
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