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Ari
The professor blinked once or twice and nodded regaly. “That is a question more suited to the philosophy masters, but you may be on to something. Science was once called the philosophy of nature.”
After another pause, the lecture recovered and staggered on. Ari hunched over his desk, elbows propped on the tabletop. Slowly, he stretched out his legs.
Almost there.
He hunched a little farther until his toe found the back of Ellis’s chair. The unsuspecting princeling was failing to hide amusement. Ari drew back his foot–
And thought better of it. Moth sat too close to the intended chaos. He’d get blamed too.
You are getting soft in the head, Verenion.
Ari flinched at his own ridicule.
If you can’t shake someone to reason, flatten their reason.
He leaned forward. Thank the stars, but these desks were built for gnomes. He was close enough to whisper–at least, make it sound like a whisper–“Don’t mind the carlusti.* They only laugh because the professor couldn’t answer. You had a good thought. Keep up your head, Firefly.”
He leaned back as the professor turned away from the board. Then, with a satisfying thump he kicked Ellis’s chair.
*Emptyheads
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A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
November 6, 2026 at 10:01 pm in reply to: Oct-Dec | Adorning the Dark | Writing Craft Quarterly Book Club #215156Awesome! It’s a wonderful little book. Hope you enjoy!
Sounds like a good plan. I know it’s hard to find time to read during the semester. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help. 😉
Interlibrary loans are some of the coolest things. It’s basically like a low-profile network of knowledge and information.
Hope you can find it!
Yay! *Happy dance with confetti*
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Mothy…..0_0
Ari
The silence stretched thin. A boy three seats ahead elbowed his neighbor and glanced back at Moth with an amused smirk. Moth shrank a little further into himself.
Ari’s eyes went black. He locked gaze with the back of the boy’s head. Slowly, the boy turned to look. The color drained from his face.
The teacher didn’t seem to notice, but no one else tried to laugh at Moth.
A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
is this chef good or bad?
Hmmm…
Every time I start to like him, he gives me creeper feelings.
Good, good. Trust your feelings.
A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
Just a note: in my head the kitchens are built kinda like a star, with specialized kitchens branching off from the main room where LeQoi can survey everyone’s work at much the same time, or go from kitchen to kitchen as he likes. And he will absolutely be checking in on Callum and teaching…just perhaps not is a perfectly normal way.
LeQoi
Ah, altruistic motives, then, drove this child. Strange, but not unheard of. The master chef nodded slowly.
And the child had come to him. Useful.
Silence had descended on his domain like powdered sugar sifted over a cake, suffocatingly sweet. LeQoi savoured the flavor for a moment.
“I am le maître. If you truly wish to learn…” He gave a slight shrug of one sharp boned shoulder and shook his head. “Scullery suds are no place for willing, teachable hands. Madam.”
A maid turned wide pistachio green eyes to him. LeQoi waved towards the bread stations.
“Take this young one to the patisserie. We aught to have Religieuse for the dessert tonight.”
Un autre outil est une autre arme.
A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
LeQoi
Fresh, sweet, and undeniably irresistible. The bread would do. A gracious flick of his fingers to the trembling kitchenmaid saw the basket of steaming challah whisked away back into the whir of luncheon preparation.
Now for another sampling. The master chef’s chocolate drop gaze landed on a boy standing six feet away. Ah yes, the unknown scullery boy, savior of caramelized sugar, fainter of awestruck proportions. LeQoi’s milk white teeth flashed in a smile.
“I did not recruit you to my army, garçon. But we shall forgive, non?” Sugar dropped from his voice. “You certainly chose the best of kitchens to spy in. We do not waste good taste.”
No, his smile gained an ounce more ginger.
“Are you here to learn, garçon?”
Le veau est le morceau de viande le plus tendre.
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GUYS. IT’S REMINGTON’S TWIN.
*Screaming intensifies*
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You’ll be happy to know, Kavi, that the kitchen is enormous and filled with all the best foods. And lots of it.
The kitchens are also presided over by a questionable master chef named LeQoi. Which reminds me he hasn’t said much is some time…
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November 3, 2026 at 1:18 pm in reply to: Oct-Dec | Adorning the Dark | Writing Craft Quarterly Book Club #214983@whalekeeper @quicksilverwyvern @elishavet-pidyon
First week of November! It’s time for our book discussion question, but first I want to check in with y’all.
How are things going? Any troubles finding the book or finding time to read? Any thoughts or rabbit trails?
*Thoughtful humming*
Here’s the question: What are two bits of this book that have stuck with you as you read–perhaps made you see your own writing in a different way?
Think about it, and take your time answering.
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Absolutely! Introduce your character and toss him in! There’s several groups and single characters scattered around the school right now. You can either prick one to plop your character with, or find something who’s on their own.
If you’re a bit baffled with how this works, Whaley wrote a lovely explanation post about rope playing. She also happens to be a whole lot more on top of who’s doing what around this RP.
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Welcome to the Kingdom! I mostly write middle-grade fantasy and the random poem–besides living life as a full-time university student. I love history, languages, cultural studies, hand-crafting, and bread.
Oi, I love a good fairytale. How would you describe your writing in terms of aesthetics or colors?
I see you appear to be a college student. How do you like it? Are your studies more arts or science focused–or something in between?
And now it’s time for some Ask-The-Newbie questions!
- If you could own a horse for a lifetime, or ride a dragon for a day, which would you choose?
- Do Jellybeans count as food?
See you around!
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Ari
Ligjt streamed in through high arched windows. Dustmotes drifted in the scattered rays. Voices hummed and bubbled as students slid into seats. Perfectly climbable shelves lined the entire far wall–although the school would likely not agree with that assessment. Ari hovered just inside the door.
The teacher’s smile landed on him and froze. No matter. Ari moved to the back of the room in a cloud of silent indifference. He passed a vaguely familiar boy on his way, but then, he’d seen most of the students at one time or another. The chair he picked looked worse for wear, but it would at least give his long legs a touch more room under the table. It also put him relatively close to Moth and Ellis.
Lois. That was the boy’s name. Ari wasn’t entirely sure where he’d learned it. Probably from an overhead conversation. He turned his attention to a colorful array of glass vials.
A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
Oh my word. Yes that’s a typo. Why do the ‘d’ and ‘f’ keys have to be next to each other?? XI
Glad it gave you joy. I shall go fix it, thank you. You may resume maturity.
A cup of tea is cheaper than therapy.
I would like to point out to Ellis that Ari has not said he was going to class.
Ari
After another moment of hesitation, he finally managed to stepntowards the door. Perhaps walking with Moth would be enough. At the least, he knew where the chemistry classes were held. They wouldn’t be lost to the tangle of ordered hallways and close walls.
Irritation hummed in his veins as they entered the main building. His skin prickled at the lack of free air. Disconcerting, to say the least.
Pull yourself together. Father’s house is far more stifling than this.
Students darted along the halls. The smell of paper and ink followed a cluster of walking book stacks–or rather overburdened teaching assistants.
Moth turned towards a hall, but Ari redirected him with a hand on his shoulder. “Sciences are up stairs.”
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