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xxxIt should come as a surprise to no one at all that the Dahl twins are not among those who are lugging their things back to a place which is their home for only the academic year. After all, the two have been living at the Academy year round since they first came to the school at a young age. Their mother is in possession of fae blood, hers giving her the gift of persuasion over people in a manner somewhat similar to her son's. This ability had given her an incredible amount of power throughout her life and, indirectly, a careless streak too wide for children to be left wandering stupidly in it. By the time the Dahls were old enough to have been able to deal with life themselves and gone to visit their mother during the summer, they had little desire to meet the woman who existed only in postcards and long, awkward phone calls on holidays. So they are known to rarely leave on holidays. Some of the staff were relieved for this when the children were younger and rowdier and Darcy followed her brother around like an excited puppy. They were terrible little things, Ronan freely doling out the desire to eat bugs, do his homework, jump off of trees, etc, and Darcy obediently making people slaves to their own impulses. At that age, the normal world would have been at risk of their schemes.
xxxAnd maybe soon it will be at risk of falling to Ronan's feet. For now, however, the two of them are in the Andromeda dorm, safely within school grounds. As if timed to the same internal clock, both of them step out of their dorms at the same time. Perhaps due to Maggie's love of order, the rooms are organized by alphabet, leaving the twins separated only by a wall. When they were younger and one had a nightmare, they would slip into the other's room and fall asleep whispering. Although they remain close, the nightmares are now kept the business of the one experiencing them. "Good morning, Darc. Ready for a lovely morning meal with our beloved Maggie?" Ronan greets his sister as they fall into step with one another. Even now, Darcy automatically times her steps to match his, though the brother who was once identical to her has now grown longer limbs, allowing him to move with a more leisurely pace than she does. "At least Mrs. Hentley doesn't throw a tantrum if her foods touch," Darcy responds lightly, raising an eyebrow at her brother. In childhood he was one of those sorts of picky eaters. Ronan responds only with a grin, angling his walk so that he bumps her against the wall slightly. Darcy is wearing her accustomed lightweight outerwear, so there is no threat.
xxx"If peas and carrots touch they become deadly poison. Everyone knows that, Darcy- I don't make the rules," he speaks with complete sincerity, so genuine a fool might believe him. Darcy snorts as the round the corner into the dining hall. "Following the rules being one of your strongest resolutions, of course."
xxxImmediately Ronan notices Johanna sitting in a corner by herself, tucked away and people watching. Darcy notices the girl as well, but rather than continuing to look immediately glances around in the hopes of finding someone else: So-Ra or Perry, perhaps. But none are immediately in sight, so she ends up going through the breakfast line with Ronan and sitting with Johanna, on the other side of her brother.
xxx"Popular as always, I see."
xxxDarcy curls her fingers around the edges of her unnecessary sweater. Isn't it hot? she's been asked a million times. "Oh, ack, I forgot I'm supposed to go help with new people. See you in class Ronan. Johanna." Darcy is rarely in the mood to see Johanna and her brother interact, building one poor idea on top of another, especially not this early in the morning. So she lies quickly and stands up, orange juice hardly touched. She isn't much of a breakfast person.
Ronan doesn't really have to guess why Darcy leaves. But if she hadn't become such a worrier he wouldn't have found a new partner in crime, it really is more her fault than his. So he justifies it. "See ya, sis. If you see Maggie give her my- oh wait, I think I can hear her yelling at someone. Perhaps not a great time." And Darcy is off. Ronan takes a bite of cantaloupe from his mixed fruit bowl.
xxxAnd maybe soon it will be at risk of falling to Ronan's feet. For now, however, the two of them are in the Andromeda dorm, safely within school grounds. As if timed to the same internal clock, both of them step out of their dorms at the same time. Perhaps due to Maggie's love of order, the rooms are organized by alphabet, leaving the twins separated only by a wall. When they were younger and one had a nightmare, they would slip into the other's room and fall asleep whispering. Although they remain close, the nightmares are now kept the business of the one experiencing them. "Good morning, Darc. Ready for a lovely morning meal with our beloved Maggie?" Ronan greets his sister as they fall into step with one another. Even now, Darcy automatically times her steps to match his, though the brother who was once identical to her has now grown longer limbs, allowing him to move with a more leisurely pace than she does. "At least Mrs. Hentley doesn't throw a tantrum if her foods touch," Darcy responds lightly, raising an eyebrow at her brother. In childhood he was one of those sorts of picky eaters. Ronan responds only with a grin, angling his walk so that he bumps her against the wall slightly. Darcy is wearing her accustomed lightweight outerwear, so there is no threat.
xxx"If peas and carrots touch they become deadly poison. Everyone knows that, Darcy- I don't make the rules," he speaks with complete sincerity, so genuine a fool might believe him. Darcy snorts as the round the corner into the dining hall. "Following the rules being one of your strongest resolutions, of course."
xxxImmediately Ronan notices Johanna sitting in a corner by herself, tucked away and people watching. Darcy notices the girl as well, but rather than continuing to look immediately glances around in the hopes of finding someone else: So-Ra or Perry, perhaps. But none are immediately in sight, so she ends up going through the breakfast line with Ronan and sitting with Johanna, on the other side of her brother.
xxx"Popular as always, I see."
xxxDarcy curls her fingers around the edges of her unnecessary sweater. Isn't it hot? she's been asked a million times. "Oh, ack, I forgot I'm supposed to go help with new people. See you in class Ronan. Johanna." Darcy is rarely in the mood to see Johanna and her brother interact, building one poor idea on top of another, especially not this early in the morning. So she lies quickly and stands up, orange juice hardly touched. She isn't much of a breakfast person.
Ronan doesn't really have to guess why Darcy leaves. But if she hadn't become such a worrier he wouldn't have found a new partner in crime, it really is more her fault than his. So he justifies it. "See ya, sis. If you see Maggie give her my- oh wait, I think I can hear her yelling at someone. Perhaps not a great time." And Darcy is off. Ronan takes a bite of cantaloupe from his mixed fruit bowl.