After having spent most of the wagon ride from Boston to Sonora in the company of Tess, Ben gave his girlfriend a parting kiss before heading up to the Pecari guys’ room to do a bit of unpacking and catching up with the roommates before the feast. His bag had arrived faster than he had and his bed was already made up - elves were the best; why his folks didn’t have any was beyond him - so he just flopped down on his mattress and stared at the ceiling for a moment before he got to the unpacking part of his agenda.
“Whoo, sixth year!” He cheered after a moment, “I can finally drop Transfiguration!” Not that it wasn’t useful, but it was hard, and the theory was complex and Skies expected them to understand it, and in most cases there was a charm or potion that could duplicate a similar effect. So Ben was absolutely dropping it. He’d scored mostly Es on his CATS, with the one A in Transfiguration and an O in Charms, so he pretty much had his pick of classes for his Advanced courses. He figured he’d just take three, the recommended minimum, in hopes of actually doing well on the subjects he chose to focus on instead of spreading himself too thin and only doing mediocre in everything.
He sat up again and looked at Kyte, and was uncertain whether his next question ought to be “What classes are you dropping this year?” as it would have been for anyone else he knew in sixth year, or if he ought to ask, “So did you pass enough to not repeat fifth?”
He decided to split the difference and just ask generally, “What all will you be doing this year, classes wise?”
OOC: I think Kyte’s the only one active yet, but if Cameron or Camden want to resurrect themselves and answer, the question is aimed at the room at large, so jump right in!
I am 90% both of those things and 100% with the woo
by Kyte
Kyte had parted from his twin sister when the wagons dropped them off on much better terms than the previous year. This had nothing to do with a change in Raine's behaviour – she had continued to do as, and who, she pleased over the summer – but Kyte was less concerned about it than he had been before.
He headed up to his dormitory, not out of any sense of duty regarding unpacking - Kyte lived out of a suitcase most of his life, and rarely got around to fully unpacking at any point; once he had used something, he would sometimes then put it in a sensible place within the room, but he would just as likely put it back in his bag out of habit. This did not result in as messy or chaotic a situation as one might have imagined – Kyte was so used to it that he was adept at living out of his case without having to pull everything out to find what he was looking for, and he'd learnt early on that their mother's method of packing was to sweep everything into the nearest bag with her wand and worry about whether it was the right bag later. Thus he ended up keeping far more of his own stuff if he made a reasonable effort to live neatly. It was, perhaps, a good thing that there were also literal laundry elves meaning that effectively dirty clothes did pick themselves up off the floor (or at least seemed to) but on the whole, it was a surprisingly good roommate in terms of not leaving his stuff everywhere, whatever else his failings in terms of polluting their space were (and he did honestly try to keep his smoke out of the windows, and not do it around Ben who seemed kind of edgy about the whole thing).
“Whooo,” he echoed, as Ben stated he'd be able to finally drop Transfiguration. “Me too,” he grinned, not that it was ever likely he would have had the option of keeping it even if he'd wanted to.
“The almighty state, in its infinite wisdom has decreed that I, Kyterton Wilmsey Collindale the Fourth am-” he paused to give a little flourish on an imaginary trumpet because if the occasion warranted spuriously made up full names it definitely also warranted musical accompaniment, “Acceptable at Defence Against the Dark Arts! So, no repeating fifth year, and no getting eaten in my sleep by freaky monsters,” he grinned, holding out his hand for a high five. If there was a requirement that he pass more than one class, he was entirely unaware of it. “Thanks for pulling me through man,” he added. A lot of Defence he was actually pretty good at, because it was common sense stuff, or actual practical life skills that he had learnt travelling around, and when Kyte could see a use for information, it did actually stick. Regardless, he knew Ben had done a lot for him over the years. “I guess you have actual choices?” he asked, without any hint of envy – Ben was smart, and he was glad for him if he'd passed all his exams. He deserved to. “What are you gonna do?”
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You’re Whimsy now, and you can only blame yourself for that
by Hippo Pierce
“Kyterton Wilmsey Collindale the Fourth?” Ben repeated in disbelief. He wasn’t completely convinced this was actually Kyte’s name, but if it was . . . Ben might have competition in the Strange Middle Name event, and whatever other faults his parents had in naming him, at least they hadn’t made him The Fifth Derwent.
Whether or not Kyte was pulling his leg about his full name, Ben did believe he actually pulled an A out of DADA (So did that make it DAD, now? Or DDA?) “All right!” he whooped in congratulations. “You did it!”
“Yeah,” he confirmed that he did have choices. “Like I said, dropping transfig. I got an A there, so I’m not sure Skies would want me anyway.” He thought that might be one of the classes which required an E to continue with them unless you got special permission. “I’m definitely keeping Charms, and probably Creatures because I think Advanced is when they finally get around to dragons. Dragons are cool. And I’m thinking probably potions, because that’s pretty useful, but I’m also considering DADA.”
It occurred to him that if Kyte was taking DADA, he maybe should as well, so they could continue studying together. “What do you think, Whimsy, should I try for four subjects?”
1Hippo PierceYou’re Whimsy now, and you can only blame yourself for that339Hippo Pierce05
“That’s my name, don’t wear it out,” Kyte grinned, when Ben repeated back his recently invented full name. “And you can talk,” he added, in response to Ben’s tone more than his actual words, “What’s your middle name? Hypocrite?” It was a shame that he wasn’t actually intentionally making a joke, as it really would have been an excellent one. He just knew Ben’s middle name was something weird along those lines, and that was a word that he’d heard more often and which came more easily to mind than ‘Hippocrates.’
“Aww man. Dragons,” Kyte sighed enviously. “You reckon I can just like… hang out in class sometimes, without actually taking it? Man, I never thought I’d say that, but I like creatures. And I’m pretty good with them. I just can’t remember all the lifecycle technical crap about them.
“I dunno, man,” he stared in concern when Ben asked if should take four subjects. Four was like… a lot. It sounded like Defence was the one Ben was undecided about, and whilst it would be cool to have him there, Kyte didn’t want Ben to overstretch himself. “What if your brain, like, literally explodes or something? I mean, it’d be cool to have you along for the ride, but don’t do it if you don’t like… really want to. Or you value your sanity. Promise I’ll still hang with you even if you go crazy though or scramble your head. Reckon I owe you that, bro.”
“Har Har,” Ben fake laughed at the dig to his own middle name. “And it’s Hippopotamus, not Hypocrite,” he corrected primly, which was untrue, but this was Kyte, who had just said his name was . . . whatever he’d just said it was. “If more people were named after hippopotamuses the world would be a better place.”
Ben laughed and nodded, grinning as he promised, “When we get to the dragon unit, I’ll let you know and I’ll smuggle you in with a disillusionment charm.”
After Kyte expressed concern about exploding brains, Ben assured, “I’ve never heard of brains actually exploding from taking RATS classes. I dunno, maybe I’ll give it a try until midterm and if it’s too much I’ll drop it. Or I could drop a different one if one of the others is worse that I thought it’d be. I think they let you drop one with no penalty if you have enough other ones. So maybe I’ll start with four, and if you see signs of impending ’splosions or craziness I can drop whichever one I like the least.” He nodded to himself, basically decided on that course of action unless Kyte tried to talk him out of it.