What fresh hell is this?
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wedekind_academyWell, this is one good way to get rid of me. She would find a way to kill her father if she ever bothered to go home again.
She'd been dropped off unceremoniously the night before after a long, silent drive, had her bags completely ransacked and checked for contraband, and lectured on school rules for about two hours (during which she'd said nothing and quietly seethed) before being allowed to go to bed. ((hey, is the dorm blocked off into rooms or is it just one big room with a bunch of beds?))
After being awakened at the crack of dawn and shuffling into the chapel for one of the three (THREE!) chapel services scheduled throughout her day, she'd followed the others into the cafeteria for breakfast. Girls were seated on one side, boys on the other, in order to "foster right relations between men and women."
Woooooooooooowwwwww. Ignorant, much? She could just tell this was going to be a drag. At least breakfast didn't taste like shit.
The whole place looked ancient and drab, as if it were built and then suspended in time. Her schedule looked like it, certainly: Homemaking, seriously? Biblical Womanhood? She's frankly surprised there's electricity in this place. The other kids are looking at her occasionally, not rude, just wondering, she supposes. At the head of the table, there's a long T where all of the teachers sit and watch them.
It's about as different from what she was used to as she could get. She wondered too, how much trouble she could make...
She'd been dropped off unceremoniously the night before after a long, silent drive, had her bags completely ransacked and checked for contraband, and lectured on school rules for about two hours (during which she'd said nothing and quietly seethed) before being allowed to go to bed. ((hey, is the dorm blocked off into rooms or is it just one big room with a bunch of beds?))
After being awakened at the crack of dawn and shuffling into the chapel for one of the three (THREE!) chapel services scheduled throughout her day, she'd followed the others into the cafeteria for breakfast. Girls were seated on one side, boys on the other, in order to "foster right relations between men and women."
Woooooooooooowwwwww. Ignorant, much? She could just tell this was going to be a drag. At least breakfast didn't taste like shit.
The whole place looked ancient and drab, as if it were built and then suspended in time. Her schedule looked like it, certainly: Homemaking, seriously? Biblical Womanhood? She's frankly surprised there's electricity in this place. The other kids are looking at her occasionally, not rude, just wondering, she supposes. At the head of the table, there's a long T where all of the teachers sit and watch them.
It's about as different from what she was used to as she could get. She wondered too, how much trouble she could make...
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Date: 2021-02-13 04:35 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-02-13 04:39 am (UTC)Ilse smiled at him. "I really would. I got here late and I didn't get dinner." Also, she is a bottomless pit as far as hunger goes.
"I'm Ilse. Just got here last night." She's also noticing that she has the shortest hair of all of the girls and some of the boys. Hmmm...
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Date: 2021-02-13 09:34 am (UTC)He tilted his head slightly as she spoke to him and delicately handed her a piece of toast...then, upon hearing that she had missed dinner, he handed her another piece as well. This action made him vaguely wonder if the Powers That Be will approve of him sharing with a girl or if he'll be in trouble for it. One never knows, after all.
"Hello, Ilse. I'm Ernst. I got here....mm. Several nights ago. Years of nights, in fact." This garnered a smile because he was being clever. "I saw you in the chapel. You stand out brilliantly."
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Date: 2021-02-22 03:33 am (UTC)If he gets in trouble for this, someone will have a tack on their chair later. She'll make sure of it.
"Just...how long have you been here for, Ernst?" That is seriously worrying.
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Date: 2021-02-22 09:10 am (UTC)He took a bite and chewed thoughtfully before answering the question. "Three years. Twelve is the youngest they'll take, any younger and there are...well...problems. Sometimes. I go home some holidays, so it isn't as terrible as all that. Some are here year 'round and never go home at all." His gaze slid involuntarily to a sullen looking young man a few seats down then back to Ilse. "Be sure to eat all your food before breakfast is over, time sneaks up and before you know it, we'll be cleaning up!"
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Date: 2021-02-25 12:11 am (UTC)Yeah, good point, Ernst. Ilse piles eggs and such on toast and takes a big bite. OK so breakfast is a go here. Good.
It's the most important meal of the day, after all.
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Date: 2021-03-03 11:20 am (UTC)His eyes widen at her display of eating and he shakes his head slightly. Leaning in closer to her, he whispers, "Not like that, eat properly. They'll see you!" It was really rather distressing.
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Date: 2024-12-30 03:09 am (UTC)