Sorin Neculai Antonescu (secondself) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2015-04-12 18:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: cressida hallowfen, character: sorin antonescu, location: hydra dorm |
Thread: Witchery
WHO: Ms. Hallowfen & Sorin
WHEN: April 3d [backdated]
WHERE: Cressida's office, Hydra dorm
The more Sorin thought about it, the more nervous he became to be meeting with the witch teacher. At first, sure, he'd been fine. She was a witch, not one of those doctors at Anton castle. She was like him, like the wizard who saved them in Romania. She was good.
Still, the circumstances of his stay here as a student and her position as a teacher made Sorin immediately take on a diminutive submissive posture, his head down, eyes on the floor as he sat across the desk from her. In his previous school, the drugs that kept their powers suppressed also kept their personalities level. No one had extreme outbursts, even to painful stimulants. Those that did were taken away and given further treatments until they calmed down again. No one wanted to be taken out of class for causing an outburst. No one wanted to speak too loud in the hallway for fear a member of staff would overhear them.
Sorin was playing it safe. He was quiet in his classes and most of the time during meals, surprised and amazed sometimes at the outbursts of the other students in front of staff members. But when it was just him and his peers, Sorin flourished more colorfully. Without the drug, it was easier to open up, even though sometimes, when he felt overwhelmed by things at St. Margaret's, he wanted that deadened safety the drug had given him.
Sitting still, he nodded his head yes to Ms. Hallowfen's offer for tea. He really was looking forward to trying the tea.