16 Mar 2022, 15:49
Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
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Banner by: Liana Kerr
𝕴n the South of France amongst the Pyrénées where l'Académie de magie Beauxbâtons resided, it was the strangest autumn for time out of mind. The trees remained clothed in green until the middle of October and then all of a sudden were a riot of colour. It was as if the season jumped into the park instead of fading in as it usually would, and was all the more magnificent for doing so. Upon the newly softened mud were the acorns--from green to pale brown, none yet the rich hue of children's story books. The air was cooler with a tincture of earthiness--just a hint that brought to mind the cozy evenings and warm soups to come.Corridors, Beauxbatons. 15th October 2021. Late afternoon.
Interacting with Vivienne Beaumont (@Adelaide Barlowe)
Colour code - #00364a - #9a244f
Outfit: Beauxbatons standard uniform
English | French | Spanish | German
Henri de Bourbon, clad in the magnificent blue of his Beauxbatons uniform, strolled along the lavish corridors of the academy with long leisure strides as he was flanked by a few other classmates who were part of his entourage. They were all chatting idly after a long day of classes and were now heading back to their dormitories for a change of clothes before supper. Henri had a (practiced) relaxed smile on his face as he pretended to listen to his...'friends'...incessant babbling, his hands stuffed into his trousers pockets as to restrain the need to hex them whenever they said something utterly airheaded. It was one of those seldom moments where Henri questioned his choices concerning his social circle, but in the end he reminded himself that it was all for the bigger picture. For the sake of climbing to the top of the ladder, and once he was there, he'd worry about getting rid of these insignificant relations later.
None of them meant anything to him--only power and glory did. Henri could not love for he had never received it nor understood what it meant, but he thought he was better off without it, because it was a weakness anyways. The boy wouldn't tolerate having any weakness at all.
Henri was shaken out of his wicked musings when somebody else suddenly collided against him, making him stumble backwards awkwardly with a surprised grunt. During those short seconds, the blond felt his irritation spike at what must looked like humiliating scene. The charming and upstanding Heir of House of Bourbon, bumping into people in the hallways like some disgusting plebeian? Unacceptable.
"Ô pardon! Tu n'as rien?"(1) The blond barely held back a hissing insult, and instead reaching his hands out steady whoever it was that had so frivolously walked into him while putting on a worried expression. "Excuses-moi, j'ai été un peu distrait."(2)
A handsome smile stretched across his face for the maximum effect. He needed to take control of the situation and assess this person to decide whether or not they were useful enough to be turned into his new toy amongst old ones, or if they shall be turned into a prey.
WC: 481
(1)Oh sorry! Are you alright?
(2)Forgive me, I was a bit distracted.
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| sta • 9 | eva • 11 | str • 4 VICIOUS⠀PREDATOR wis • 12 | arc • 11 | acc • 12 | Prodigal DADA | Perfectionist | TP THROUGH⠀THE⠀YEARS LC | Nonverbal | ability |
17 Mar 2022, 00:16
Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
Roleplaying as iNPC Vivienne Beaumont
French | English | Spanish
(@Regina Miller)
Mentioning:-----------------------------------
Location: Corridors, Beauxbatons
Outfit: Beauxbatons Uniform
Maybe if the brunette wasn't trapped in a daydream, she would've realized that she was moments away from walking directly into someone. Unfortunately, she didn't realize until the collision happened and she stumbled in surprise before the stranger helped steady her. "Oh! I am so sorry, don't worry I'm completely fine. Are you?" She looked at the person, a boy whom she didn't recognize, who was looking at her with a worried expression on his face, "That was definitely my fault, I was stuck in a daydream and wasn't looking where I was going. Silly me, honestly! I'm Vivienne, but my parents calls me Vivi, you can call me Vivi if you want, or Vi, or just Vivienne, I really don't care," she laughed and flashed a bright smile at the boy, "what's your name?"
Vivienne rocked back and forth on her heels, her fingers fidgeting absentmindedly with the shell necklace around her neck, "I'm so glad it's Friday, aren't you? School can be pretty tiring sometimes. Plus, I miss being near the sea. It's not so bad though, Beauxbatons is really cool! You know, since magic is real, do you think superheroes are real? Louis, my brother, really wants an answer to that. I'm not quite sure what to tell him though, since I've never saw any superheroes. I guess you're a superhero, since you saved me from falling flat on my face! Thanks for that, by the way. That was really nice of you." She smiled again at the extremely nice boy in front of her. Vivienne liked him, she stopped her from falling on her face so he was clearly a very nice individual.
22 Mar 2022, 11:24
Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
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𝕳enri held back a grimace as the girl prattled his ear off, one sentence after the other without a single pause. He kept his expression pleasant as he gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze, letting his touch linger slightly before pulling his hand back and straightened his uniform where it had wrinkled a bit when the dimwit had crashed into him.Interacting with Vivienne Beaumont (@Adelaide Barlowe)
Colour code - #00364a - #9a244f
English | French | Spanish | German
"Ça va, ne t'inquiètes pas,"(1) The blond smiled disarmingly, shooting a look at his entourage behind him until they got the memo and scurried away. He discovered that this girl would be all too easy to manipulate into a minion and he'd rather not anybody disturb the process. "Je m'appelle Henri. Tu as un très joli nom pour une très jolie fille, Vivienne."(2)
Henri gave her a playful little wink to emphasise his words to gently direct her focus on his undeniable charm. He felt a vein twitch under his jaw when Vivienne continued on with her insufferable chatter, not giving him any chance to chime in. The halfwit was spouting some Muggle nonsense that he'd never heard of, and her exaggerated comment of Beauxbatons and magic clearly gave away the fact she was woefully not a Pureblood. It would explain her plebeian demeanor. She was even looking at him with those big innocent brown eyes, making them falling into a perfect image of an enraptured doe in the vicious claws of a wolf.
"Je crains que je ne connais rien au sujet des mythes crées par les Moldus, mais les Aurors se rapprochent sans doute de votre notion de 'superhéros', j'imagine."(3)
The Bourbon Heir's grin turned sharp when Vivienne commended him on his 'niceness', but it was gone as quick as it came--replaced with something much more friendly.
"Merci Vivienne, tu es sympathique toi-même. Et je ne serais pas un gentleman si je te laissait tomber au sol,"(4) Henri chuckled. "Dis, si tu n'es pas pressée, tu veux m'accompagner jusqu'aux dortoirs? On peut parler encore pour se faire connaissance comme ça."(5)
He didn't wait for her answer, already taking a few steps ahead while keeping his grey eyes attentive on Vivienne to encourage her to follow him. He had no doubt she would, of course, because the girl looked like one of those who was just desperate to make friends. Even if those friends were more trouble than they seemed on the surface.
WC: 395
(1)It's alright, no worries.
(2)I'm Henri. You have a very pretty name for a very pretty girl, Vivienne.
(3)I'm afraid I don't know anything about Muggle myths, but I imagine Aurors are the closest to your notion of 'superheroes'.
(4)Thanks Vivienne, you're kind yourself. And I wouldn't be a gentleman if I'd let you fall on the floor.
(5)Say, if you're not in a hurry, would you accompany me to the dorms? We can talk more and get to know each other that way.
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| sta • 9 | eva • 11 | str • 4 VICIOUS⠀PREDATOR wis • 12 | arc • 11 | acc • 12 | Prodigal DADA | Perfectionist | TP THROUGH⠀THE⠀YEARS LC | Nonverbal | ability |
3 Apr 2022, 00:38
Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
Roleplaying as iNPC Vivienne Beaumont
French | English | Spanish
(@Regina Miller)
Mentioning:-----------------------------------
Location: Corridors, Beauxbatons
Outfit: Beauxbatons Uniform
The young girl nodded enthusiastically, "I suppose you're right! Aren't Aurors them wizards who defeat the big, bad villains? Like in movies and TV shows when there's a big massive battle and the heroes always win, obviously. Because good people always win! I'm pretty sure that's what Aurors are, I read about them once. But I might be wrong," She tilted her head to the side in thought, as she realized Henri might not know what she was talking about. He said he didn't know anything about Muggle myths, so he must be a Pure-blood! That's what they called wizards whose parents were both magical, right? "Oh! I'm sorry! Do you even know what movies and TV shows are? Are you a Pure-blood or whatever it's called? Both magical parents? In that case, I'll have to explain what they are but honestly I think it would be better to show you one of them sometime! You'll love movies! They're very good."
"I do try and be nice to everyone all the time! I mean, what's the point in being rude? I'm sure you understand that, since you're very nice yourself," she perked up, her eyes lighting up at Henri's offer to accompany him to the dorms to 'talk and get to know each other', "I would love too! I was planning on going outside, but don't worry! There's plenty of time to go outside later, maybe you could even join me!" Henri had already started walking in the direction of the dorms, and Vivienne had to jog slightly to catch up with him.
The brunette walked beside him, her arms swinging happily as she talked, "So, I guess we should start with simple questions. What's your favorite color? Mine would probably be blue, because it's the color of the ocean and I love the sea and the beach. Though, every color is just so beautiful! I love colors. Oh! What year are you in? I'm a first year, so I've been here for a month. It's been really cool so far, totes awesome, though I do miss my little brother and parents. He does send me a lot of letters, though, and so do my parents, but not nearly as much as Louis sends me. He likes to brag about all the Muggle things I'm missing out on, but it's fine really because I'm in a magical school which is so amazing! Though I suppose if you already knew about magic before coming to Beauxbatons it'd be the norm for you." She rambled on, a smile accompanying her face. It was honestly a mystery how Vivienne's face muscles weren't aching from her smiling so much.
5 Jun 2022, 16:22
Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
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Henri had an unpleasant scowl on his face when his back was turned to Vivienne, but as soon as the girl caught up to him, it was instantly replaced by his usual charming smile. He was beginning to regret acting nice to her and stringing her along because Vivienne just wouldn't stop talking. Her voice was ear-grating as she rambled on and her happy-go-lucky little attitude was incredibly annoying. Still, Henri wasn't the kind of person to only think about the surface - he always envisioned outside of the box and saw the potential of making this Muggleborn girl useful to him.Interacting with Vivienne Beaumont (@Adelaide Barlowe)
Colour code - #00364a - #9a244f
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For one, she was so woefully naive. Henri could sense from a mile away how easy of a target she was making herself to be. This pure, untainted innocence appealed to his manipulative streak very well.
"I don't really have a specifically favorite color," He answered. It was the only half the truth, though. Henri loved the color red, but only because he associated its meaning with the Cruciatus Curse that he'd hoped one day to cast it on his vain, dastardly mother. He was pretty sure someone like Vivienne wouldn't like hearing that. "I'm an avid admirer of beauty. I believe every color has its own charm."
"You're a first year? Welcome to the Academy then. I'm sure you'll find magic a lot more wondrous than...whatever you have in the Muggle world."Could this girl ever get tired of chattering and smiling like that?
It was an underhanded comment, but of course Henri didn't expect a dimwitted girl like Vivienne to hear through the lines.
"I was born with magic in my veins," The blond said with pride and vanity shining through his silver grey eyes. His smile had turned a bit haughty as he folded his arms behind his back. "Direct Heir to one of the most influential Pureblood family of Wizarding France. You'll find that I'm quite adept and insightful about anything magic."
It wasn't a lie - Henri prided himself on the ability to learn ahead of his peers. He could already recite an entire Charms book by heart when he'd turned eight. As such, combined with his secret egotistical personality, Henri believed he was on a league way above other common wizards. If there was one thing he was grateful of his unloving parents, it was the ability to bear no emotional attachments that could hinder his ultimate ambitious goal.
Not that he'd expect a plebeian Muggleborn like Vivienne to understand, but at least she had eyes to appreciate the beauty of magic.
WC: 430
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| sta • 9 | eva • 11 | str • 4 VICIOUS⠀PREDATOR wis • 12 | arc • 11 | acc • 12 | Prodigal DADA | Perfectionist | TP THROUGH⠀THE⠀YEARS LC | Nonverbal | ability |
23 Jun 2022, 22:08
Wolf In Sheep's Clothing
Roleplaying as iNPC Vivienne Beaumont
French | English | Spanish
(@Regina Miller)
Mentioning:-----------------------------------
Location: Corridors, Beauxbatons
Outfit: Beauxbatons Uniform
Her smile grew bigger at Henri's warm welcome, "Thank you! You're right, magic is really and truly wonderous. It's amazing! In the muggle world, we have fictional books and movies with magic, superheroes, dragons and all of them cool creatures, but I have to say actual real magic is definitely more amazing! Even though the books and movies are still really, really cool,"
Anyone else would be able to see how egotistical and vain Henri was sounding right now, but of course Vivienne didn't, she continued nodding eagerly and smiling at everything he had to say. "Aren't we all born with magic in our veins?" She asked curiously, "I mean, since we're all wizards and witches here, so even though I didn't know I had magic in my veins, I still had it! Does that make sense? I think it does, but that's really cool! Direct heir? Does that mean you're like, royalty?" Vivienne supposed that was what heir meant, since she always heard characters say 'heir to the throne' or something along them lines in movies. "I'll definitely remember to come to you about any school work then, because you definitely know a lot if you've been growing up with it and are like important or something in wizarding France!"
Truthfully, the brunette had quite frankly no idea just how important the direct heir to a influential Pure-blood family was, and honestly, she hardly even knew what that actually meant. She should probably learn more about the wizarding world, if there's a lot of influential families around that she doesn't know about. Either way, if Henri said it was important, she would trust him. He seems to know a lot, and he's been so kind to her, so Vivienne couldn't see a reason why he wouldn't be willing to help her learn. "You know," Vivienne piped up again, "it's actually great I ran into you! Since I don't know a lot about the wizarding world because I found out about it like a month ago, and you do know a lot since you've grown up knowing about it, you can help me learn more about it! It'll be great!"