Malachi "Mal" Leech (justadude) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2015-12-15 11:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: malachi leech, location: the library |
Open Thread
Who: Mal Leech and OPEN
What: Making magic with his fingers (not that way!)
When: Tue, Dec 15, after classes
Where: School Library
Rating: TBD
Mal was settling into life at St. Margaret’s pretty well, he thought. All things considered, anyway. All this magic and supernatural stuff that was normal to everyone else was like learning a new language. And Mal barely had a grip on English. Still, he put in the effort to catch up…ha ha ha…made some friends. It was a start.
After classes today he made for the library and its excellent proximity to the WiFi to write some emails. He started with his friends back home, and backed up the story his gran had concocted about him being accepted into a prestigious private school, which wasn’t far from the truth, really. He just left off all the ooky spooky bits. Then he worked on an email to his gran. He could at least be more open with her, so he detailed out how his classes were going…ha ha ha…what he thought of the school, the teachers, the students and yes, he was fine. No, he didn’t need anything except maybe some thermal underwear because holy cats it was like Canada up here, and he hoped she had a good time with her sister in California over the holidays.
He had his headphones on, listening to his version of Christmas music, and humming along under his breath. Last he knew he had this section of the library to himself. With the emails sent he was now working on trying to work out some Magic Theory via the laws of coding. Mal was convinced they worked along the same lines, and he was bound and determined to prove it! Lost in algorithm and theory, he never heard anyone else come in.
[*lyrics: Bob Rivers – Twelve Pains of Christmas]