forum Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)

Started December 12, 2019 by @GoblinKing

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Wilhelm went quiet. He didn’t really know what else to talk about- he didn’t know any of Connor’s interests, and he was certain Connor didn’t want to know about his own.

Connor snuck a sideways glance at him, and nearly slapped himself for it. Stop it! You have Jamie. Even if Jamie doesn't really…seem to want you anymore.

“Should we get dinner, then? Even if you don’t eat a lot, it’s still important for you to get a feel for how it works.” Wilhelm’s bottom lip caught in between his teeth for a quick second before he pressed his lips into a thin line. “You know?”

Connor nodded. "Yeah, tha' sounds good." He replied with a quick smile. "Le's go."

“To the dining hall it is, then!” Wilhelm declared rather triumphantly, making his way to the two large oaken doors. “Should be busy right about now, but we’ll see.”

Connor smiled, and followed Wilhelm. "Alrigh'." he replied, putting his hands in his pockets as he followed after the taller boy.

“..And, I was right.” The dining hall was bustling with life, leagues different from the dead-silent room from just a few hours ago. “Feel free to do whatever, I’m gonna check on something real quick.”

Connor smiled again. "Alright." he replied. He headed over to grab some food, weaving through and past taller boys.

“Hey, you bastards!” Wilhelm barked cheerfully, sticking his head in between a Claude and Romeo- who seemed to be have a heated, yet friendly, conversation (argument) over which of them would win in a fight.

Connor had to get in line for the food, and shoved his hands in his pockets as he waited, humming under his breath.

“You’re both fucking idiots- clearly I would win- uh-uh, before you interrupt, hear my reasoning: let’s see.. oh- right- I am better than both of you in every way possible.” Wilhelm smacked his hands on the table, sitting down. He glanced behind him every so often to look for Connor and wave him over.

Connor finished getting his food, and looked around, unsure if he should find Wilhelm, or just sit somewhere random. He pursed his lips a little.

Wilhelm stood up, flagging Connor down and beckoning him over. Romeo and Claude were still at each other’s throats, this time the argument dissolving into incoherent snarling and finally ending with an arm wrestle (Claude was the victor). “Calm down, you two, for the love of god. You’re gonna scare everyone off!” He lightly hit the two of them upside the head, sitting back down in his wooden chair.

Connor came over, cautiously sitting down and watching Romeo and Claude with a raised eyebrow. "Are your friends trying to kill each other?" he asked curiously, looking over at Wilhelm.

“Yeah, maybe.” Wilhelm was incredibly nonchalant, given the situation at hand. He took a sip of Romeo’s water. “It’s what happens when you’re as bastard-like as them.”

Connor nodded a little. "Oh. Alright." He replied after a moment, taking a bite of his food.

Wilhelm winked at Romeo, who was now nearly berating him for drinking out of his glass. He turned to Connor, leaning back. “How’s the food?”

Connor shrugged. "No' terrible." he replied after he swallowed. "No' th' best, either." he chuckled softly.

“Yeah, that’s usually how it is. Aw, fuck. I forgot I have to study for my finals tonight..” Wilhelm groaned, rubbing his face.

Connor nodded a little. He frowned at that. "Oh. Ah can help, if yeh wan'. Or ah s'pose ah could also just be ver' quiet so yeh can study."

“Either one, really. How good are you with English?” He frowned, thinking. “Because it’s my worst subject.”

Connor frowned a little. "English like readin'? Or English li'e the language?"

“Mmm, English like the class, so.. reading.” Wilhelm chuckled, stretching his arms above his head. “I like to think I’ve got a good grasp on the language.”

Connor nodded. "Alright. I think ah can help? Depends on what yeh need th' mos' help with."

“Thanks, Connor. Uh- I’m actually going to go back to the dorms right now, but don’t feel like you have to come with me, okay?” Wilhelm got up from his seat, patting his friends on the back. “I’ll see you two tomorrow, then.”