The Salle, Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Regular time, regular place, regular...

Well, not-regular child.

Sorry, Dinah, but Arthur was a little busy teaching another, more promising student today. Rather than resort to his own drills, he fell back and ran Rhys through his own, inserting the occasional encouragement or correction as he worked.

The boy deserved the better part of his attention.

[[ open! ]]

The Stables, Monday Midday

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy had never once in her entire freaking life seen a problem with her tendency to decide what she wanted and then go for it with all the stops out. It was a perfectly normal approach to life, right? Totally valid. So where was the problem here?

The problem wasn't that Birgitte happened to share her approach to things she wanted; the problem was that Birgitte wanted exactly the opposite of what her mom did: namely, taking Mat's horse Pips out and offering the other kids pony rides, and not even Kennedy's offer of taking her out to the shooting range for crossbow practice was about to dissuade her.

The details of the (very long and fairly heated) "discussion" weren't important, but suffice to say the end result was Kennedy leaning against a tree pinching at the bridge of her nose while Birgitte paraded around the grounds in front of the stables with Pips, looking every inch like she knew exactly what she was doing and had every right to do it. Because she did, obviously. Kid had mad skills in the getting-her-way department, Kennedy had to give her that. She'd be proud of that once the headache went away.

And maybe she'd just give her dad a call later, to say hi. Call it a sudden epiphany of empathy or something.

[[open for any kids who want "pony" rides! pips modded with permission from bloody_luck, whose idea this was in the first place.]]

6th Floor Kitchen, Monday Morningish

[thatsamilkshake]

Lily was not allowed to use the stove without an adult who was not Uncle Merlin present.

She supposssssed that the oven counted as part of the stove.

Putting stuff in mixing bowls and pans to make brownies and cookies and cakes and pies, though? No rules about that. You fools. As long as they got a grown-up to come turn on the oven when everything was ready.

'They' being any kids, kind of related to her or otherwise, who showed up in response to her ( signs... )

[OOC: Open, mostly for kiddles, but if an adult wants to come and drag someone away or be otherwise unhelpful, t'is acceptable! Any magic in these baked goods will be of the actual kind and consist of... generally making them inedible, and/or making the sprinkles dance.]

Second Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

[wantstodirect]

Tonight, on Darkest Night, Raymond Dark had to live the same afternoon over and over until he could figure out the clue to break out of the time loop. Tony had popcorn, pizza and pop and was willing to share.

[Open! For once I remembered it was Monday.]