forum Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)

Started December 12, 2019 by @GoblinKing

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Connor nodded. "Ah'll join yeh in a bit, then." He replied with a faint smile. He wasn't sure how he felt about being left behind with the other two boys, but as far as he could tell, they were decent enough.

Wilhelm walked out of the dining hall, head down and eyes looking just ahead- he wasn’t looking to attract any jeers tonight, his earlier confrontation had been enough.

“Ah.. Hate to see him go, but I love to watch h-“ Romeo started, before being promptly smacked in the face by Claude.

"Ugh, gross. Nobody wants to hear that bull, Puccini. It’s like you can never decide if you want to fight or fuck him.” Claude groaned, rolling his eyes.

“Excuse me, Claude Van Buren! We have guests in our midst! Please, don’t use such crass language!” Romeo cried in fake outrage, a hand over his heart incredulously.

Connor's eyes followed Wilhelm for a moment, then looked down at his plate again. At Claude's and Romeo's arguing, he gave a sort of laughter. "How did ah manage to fall in with the crazies?" He asked rhetorically, not really expecting an answer.

“Well, there’s something I ask myself every day!” Romeo exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air. He talked with his hands. A lot, evidently.

Connor rolled his eyes. "Ah was talkin' about yeh." He replied, shaking his head. "Yer one o' them."

“Oh, fuck off!” Romeo rubbed his eyes, grinning sharply. “Am not!”

Connor tipped his head a little bit, wrinkling his nose at Romeo. "Ah think yeh are." He replied calmly, and took another bite of food.

“He’s got you there, Romeo. You can’t argue with that.” Claude chuckled, shaking his head.

“Vaffanculo!” Romeo huffed, crossing his arms.

Connor arched an eyebrow a little, not quite sure what Romeo had said, but ate a little more, a smile flashing over his face for just a moment.

Romeo continued his rant, half in Italian and half in English, although it was unclear what it was about or whom it was directed at. Claude seemed mildly disinterested, although he had a slight smirk on his face as he listened to Romeo rave.

Connor cocked his head slightly, then continued to eat. He figured that, eventually, Romeo would quit and they would either continue talking, or they wouldn't.

Claude patted Romeo on the back once he had calmed down. “Are you finished?”

“..Yeah.” Romeo yawned, leaning back in his seat.

Connor let out a soft chuckle, running a hand through his red curls as he finished eating.

"I'm going to go to bed." Claude gave Connor a slight wave, standing up. "I'll see you two, then."

Romeo waved back, yawning. "So, then. What do you think about ol' Will so far? Nice guy, yeah?"

Connor waved back to Claude. He looked at Romeo, and nodded a little. "So far, yeah." he agreed with a small smile. Cute, too.

"What do you like most about him?" Romeo leaned forward, face resting on his hands. "Anything specific, or is he just.. good?" The Italian boy picked at his nails, glancing up at Connor. Romeo had seen that expression on Wilhelm's face before, the one he had when he looked at Connor.

Connor wrinkled his nose at Romeo, thinking. He finally shrugged a litle. "Ah dinnae ken." he replied after a moment. "Ah've only knoon heem fur a couple hoors." his accent had strengthened again.

"You're right, you're right. I'll ask later, then." Romeo laughed quietly, standing up. "I think I might go back to the dorms. Buonanotte, Connor." He drummed his fingers on the table, giving Connor a slight smile. Was he jealous? A little. Even if it was unfounded. Even if there was nothing there. "I'll talk to you later?"

Connor returned the smile, and nodded. "Yeah, sure." he replied. He finished up his food and looked around for a place to put his dishes. He adjusted the hem of his shirt again.

Wilhelm sat on his bed, one leg tucked underneath the other as he pored over his English notes and textbook. He had been hunched over for around half an hour now, and he was feeling the effects of his poor posture already. The lamp in their room flickered and dimmed slightly, if only for a few seconds.

Connor headed towards his dorm that he shared with Wilhelm. He knocked softly, then entered. "Yeh better not be changin'." he warned as he came in, smiling softly.

“Nah, just.. trying to cram.” Wilhelm waved the papers, giving Connor a small smile. He brushed his wild hair out of his face, making a couple notes on his study guides. The textbook had barely been touched, and it showed.

(gtg to bed now. Good night!)

Connor smiled a little, and sat down at Wilhelm's side. "Ah. Did yeh want some help?" he asked, looking up at the other male with a little smile.

(Night!!)

“I wouldn’t hate it. I can’t get all these types of phrases right- I’ve been taught them before, but they’re just not clicking. Participles and all that.” Wilhelm didn’t look at Connor when he spoke, still focused on trying to force himself to remember the vocabulary.

“Not to mention that there’s supposed to be stuff in her from the books we read at the beginning of the class, and I don’t have my notes from that anymore.” He groaned, leaning on Connor’s shoulder for a moment.

Connor let out a soft laugh, peeking down at what Wilhelm had done so far. "Well, ah think ah've got m' notes somewhere still. The teachers sent m' the curriculum so ah wouldn't fall too far behind while ah was waitin' for m' ribs ta heal." he smiled a little at Wilhelm. "Now, if'n yeh get offa me for a moment, ah can look and find it."