Four Owls
January 07, 2009 12:35 PM
Letters to: Rosie, Guenther, Devian, and Geoff L by Four Owls
Four different owls were dispatched from the school owlry to the four sixth year Aladrens. Saul wasn't sure that everyone was still in school over midterm break, so he sent out each letter separately.Each student's name was carefully drawn out in Saul's very best hand at the top of each page and on the envelope. The letter's body, though, was originally written out by Saul's Quick Quotes Quill, and then exactly duplicated once for every student in the sixth year. The signature at the bottom was a barely legible scrawl, of which the only letters easily recognizable were the S and P at the beginning of each name.
[Rosie, Guenther, Devian, Geoff],
Hello, Fellow Sixth Year. As we'll be having elections a few weeks after we get back, I'm organizing a Head Boy/Head Girl debate for the weekend after everyone return from midterm. I'm thinking we can have the potential Head Boys on Saturday afternoon, and the Head Girls on Sunday afternoon, pending enough participation. If I don't get a response from at least two girls and two boys, it'll all be Saturday afternoon and we'll do both positions together.
Please RSVP to me before the end of midterm to be included in the debates.
Saul Pierce
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Geoffrey Layne
January 14, 2009 11:30 PM
Response by Geoffrey Layne
When Helena walked in, Geoff's usually almost bare desk was covered in sheet music. The untidy stacking of the pages of most pieces was the only evidence of how often he had moved them around, rearranging them according to how much use his vague knowledge of what was going on said they would be for the Concert act. He glanced at his sister, annoyed, decided not to comment on her failure to knock, and said, "Speak.""Post," Helena said shortly. "You have a letter."
"Anne?" he asked. He couldn't think of anyone else who'd be writing him a letter.
"Not unless her handwriting's changed in the past week," his sister replied. "I don't know who it's from."
He put down a piece he was fairly sure actually belonged to Anne. It was a primarily piano piece, for one thing, and it had a title that was, according to the tiny English letters under it, French for Dance of the Seven Mermaids. As a self-respecting eight-year-old, Geoff was sure he would not have touched anything called that with a ten-foot pole. "Hope no one sent me a curse," he said. "Thanks, Lena."
Following his sister back into the kitchen, Geoff took the envelope, tossed the owl a treat from Pandora's little box of them, and read the letter. The language and tone of the thing made him laugh.
"What?" Helena asked.
"Saul Pierce," he said. "Don't ask," he added quickly when she raised an eyebrow. He couldn't say for sure that she'd flip at the idea of a Layne breaking with tradition at the instigation of a California Pierce, but she was a Crotalus girl. Taking a sheet off the kitchen notepad, Geoff penned a quick response.
Count me in for your debate.
He hesitated, then added, Merry Christmas.
- Geoffrey Layne
"Anne's going to kill you," Helena, who had been reading over his shoulder, noted dispassionately. "You know what she gets like when people have lives outside of her team practices."
"She's too much of a nepotist to kill me," Geoffrey said dismissively. "Besides, she'll need my brain until June. I'm helping her study for her Potions RATS."
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