Ahahaha! He'd hose me down with water magic on the spot if I was too bad, since I never wanted to go all the way back to my own dorm. I'd end up soaked to the skin and dripping all over the place like a wet dog! We'd have to chat in the gardens or go back out to campus, those days.
[Can you believe Rook got bullied bossed around even worse than you do, Epel?]
Ah, please don't be mad..... I'm not as bad about that as I used to be.
I still don't understand... wasn't your room right inside? Why would he take the time to hose you off and then...
[ Plenty of students knew about Rook's transfer... if they were in their second or third year. Epel was completely unaware, making this story all the more confusing for him. He is absolutely enamored, however, by the idea that someone else got so bossed around so thoroughly. ]
I'm not mad! I think we should put a bell on you so we can hear where you are, that's all.
Oho! What a delightful challenge that would be. I wonder if I could still sneak up on you even then?
[Don't give him ideas, Epel. He's going to end up spooking you even worse for the sake of training to move silently even while wearing a bell.....
Still, he only looks amused at Epel's confusion, reaching for his phone once again. Does it seem like he's ignoring your question, Epel? Give him a minute, he's scrolling through his photo albums, searching for something specific, aaaaand..... there! Rook turns his screen to show Epel a selfie: Rook lounging sprawled on a tree branch that a Savanaclaw banner is hanging from, decked out in full dorm uniform with a boisterous grin. Can he see a glimpse of the dorm building in the background? Can he even recognize Rook past the freckles and sunburn, the unrestrained exuberance, the leaves and dirt and bits of grass caught on his uniform and in his long hair?]
I took this on my first full day at Night Raven College. What do you think?
[ Epel's confused when the phone comes out. He waits patiently regardless, shifting only when the phone is turned to face him. Peeking at the image there, he blinks several times, before--
He grabs the phone outright, staring at the man sprawled out on that tree branch. He pinches the screen to zoom in on the face, before holding said phone up near Rook's face, as if comparing the two of them. ]
Ah can't believe....
[ No, there it is! The gaze of Rook's eyes, the smile. It's all Rook in that picture, so happy and unrestrained. Untrained, free. ]
You were in Savanaclaw and you left?! For Pomefiore????? Why?! Are ya nuts? Was it necessary? Did they kick ya out or somethin??? What happened??
[ Rook has his full attention now, as Epel shifts to fully face him in his seat, eyes wide. ]
You gots to tell me. How'd ya keep this a secret, huh?? Not fair-- look at you!
[For now, at least, Epel can steal his phone--he could even browse through those photos he'd taken during his early days at Night Raven College, if he could tear his eyes away. For his part, Rook just laughs aloud at Epel's shock, eyes sparkling with mischief. You wanted to get to know each better, didn't you, Epel? In a situation where you could just be you, and he could just be himself in turn.....
Is this what you wanted, getting a peek of who Rook Hunt is behind the curtain of Pomefiore's Vice Housewarden?]
Non, non, nothing so drastic. I wanted to know, truly and deeply: what is "beauty"? I might well have found the answers I sought eventually, had I stayed--I might have even come to a different understanding than I have now.
But following in the footsteps of the Fairest Queen and her legacy..... my hunter's intuition told me that walking the same path as she once had, and experiencing her relentless passion for myself--it simply couldn't help but pierce straight to the heart of the matter, like an arrow flying straight and true!
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[Can you believe Rook got
bulliedbossed around even worse than you do, Epel?]Ah, please don't be mad..... I'm not as bad about that as I used to be.
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[ Plenty of students knew about Rook's transfer... if they were in their second or third year. Epel was completely unaware, making this story all the more confusing for him. He is absolutely enamored, however, by the idea that someone else got so bossed around so thoroughly. ]
I'm not mad! I think we should put a bell on you so we can hear where you are, that's all.
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[Don't give him ideas, Epel. He's going to end up spooking you even worse for the sake of training to move silently even while wearing a bell.....
Still, he only looks amused at Epel's confusion, reaching for his phone once again. Does it seem like he's ignoring your question, Epel? Give him a minute, he's scrolling through his photo albums, searching for something specific, aaaaand..... there! Rook turns his screen to show Epel a selfie: Rook lounging sprawled on a tree branch that a Savanaclaw banner is hanging from, decked out in full dorm uniform with a boisterous grin. Can he see a glimpse of the dorm building in the background? Can he even recognize Rook past the freckles and sunburn, the unrestrained exuberance, the leaves and dirt and bits of grass caught on his uniform and in his long hair?]
I took this on my first full day at Night Raven College. What do you think?
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He grabs the phone outright, staring at the man sprawled out on that tree branch. He pinches the screen to zoom in on the face, before holding said phone up near Rook's face, as if comparing the two of them. ]
Ah can't believe....
[ No, there it is! The gaze of Rook's eyes, the smile. It's all Rook in that picture, so happy and unrestrained. Untrained, free. ]
You were in Savanaclaw and you left?! For Pomefiore????? Why?! Are ya nuts? Was it necessary? Did they kick ya out or somethin??? What happened??
[ Rook has his full attention now, as Epel shifts to fully face him in his seat, eyes wide. ]
You gots to tell me. How'd ya keep this a secret, huh?? Not fair-- look at you!
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Is this what you wanted, getting a peek of who Rook Hunt is behind the curtain of Pomefiore's Vice Housewarden?]
Non, non, nothing so drastic. I wanted to know, truly and deeply: what is "beauty"? I might well have found the answers I sought eventually, had I stayed--I might have even come to a different understanding than I have now.
But following in the footsteps of the Fairest Queen and her legacy..... my hunter's intuition told me that walking the same path as she once had, and experiencing her relentless passion for myself--it simply couldn't help but pierce straight to the heart of the matter, like an arrow flying straight and true!