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Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Oct 20, 2023 7:38:46 GMT -5
" The Heck?" Calvin called out comfortably knowing he was currently alone as he made his way onto the grounds of the Quidditch Stadium. Firenze seemed to enjoy Quidditch or heavily focused on it based off his opinions and what he had seen. The school had invested in this fantastic stadium and today, Calvin found himself in the centre of it all. Engulfed with just how large the stadium was. " Defs not in Sydney anymore toto. " He whispered admiring the view only to notice another person in the distance to which he began to wave his arm in that direction hoping to get their attention and perhaps if he was lucky, learn more about why this stadium was here considering they didn't have a Quidditch team back home.
Post by PIERSON SAINT-MLEUX on Dec 16, 2023 3:32:06 GMT -5
He was in Firenze for this whole Dodeca Tournament thing, being the Beauxbatons headmaster who accompanied his students. He had been surprised to see that the champions represented in his school were the Fontaine brothers: Desireé and Henri. So now he had found a hole in his busy schedule and took a walk around the school, exploring certain areas. Somehow Pierson was relaxed. The first task was a couple of days away, but the curious thing is that he wasn’t really nervous. He put all his trust in them and hoped they could offer the best.
He ended up arriving in the quidditch area, where he got the old memories when he was a quidditch player. He could not help but smile nostalgically, looking around and imagining what it would be like to play again. While he was there, he noticed that someone had waved at him... He looked around to see if the figure was waving someone, but no, it was him. He waved back, a little confused. Pierson walked up to where the figure was “It’s an excellent day to play, don’t you think?” he asked raising both eyebrows. He held a relaxed position, his hands intertwined. It felt good to talk to someone.
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Dec 16, 2023 7:03:08 GMT -5
From a distance, Calvin could only see the figure of a humanoid in the distance. As he got closer, he got a better perspective on who he was actually talking too. No, it wasn't a student but the person could of easily passed as a senior student in one of the other schools. " G'day! " He greeted in typical Australian fashion with a small head nod and a single finger as a salute.
" Yeah, it would of been a fantastic day to fly.... " He replied nervously hoping conversation about Quidditch wouldn't unfold to the point where they got too deep and he wouldn't be able to answer. " I'm Calvin. I'm a third year from Augustine. " It almost felt like his name was now Calvin from Augustine with how many times he said that same sentence when introducing himself.
Post by PIERSON SAINT-MLEUX on Dec 16, 2023 11:21:27 GMT -5
The man smiled, looking straight at him “Hello! My apologies for coming... I thought you were waving at me, or so I thought, I wasn’t sure and looked around to make sure.” Pierson apologized. He shook his shoulders slightly, in an attempt to stretch a little “I couldn’t agree more. A day when it wouldn’t too sunny, a gentle breeze that challenged your skills...” he began to wander, his gaze fading in the distance from the stadium “But I don’t know if I could really play.” muttered, visibly worried that it had been many decades since he had last played in a game.
Pierson looked at the boy who introduced himself as Calvin “A very original name. I am Pierson Saint-Mleux, the headmaster of Beauxbatons.” he said smiling. He wasn’t sure how the boy would react. Some of them used to be very surprised when he was quite close and friendly. Pierson wasn’t the kind of person to stay locked in an office. Although he would have been a little surprised that the boy had not been able to recognize him, given that all wizards knew him, not only because he was the headmaster but because he was one of the first vampires who had become director of a school.
Notes TAGGING:CALVIN KLEIN OOC: He does not have visible characteristics (you can only tell by his fangs), but everyone knows that he is a vampire because he is open about it.
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Dec 20, 2023 8:53:05 GMT -5
Calvin was quite familiar with the same predicament that Pierson had felt. Often, Calvin would be the person responding to someone waving at him and in Calvin's friendly nature, would respond back with a wave despite not actually being the person it was meant for. " It's fine. I know what it's like to say g'day to someone but then it turns out it's not for you. Happens a lot in Sydney too. Well, to me anyway. " It seemed like he was over explaining but he just didn't want the other to feel weird about it.
"Too much sun and it glares your eyesight. Even with sunnies. " Calvin responded agreeing to the man despite not actually knowing what it felt like to play Quidditch as they didn't have it in Augustine. They had all sorts of things but Quidditch just didn't catch on. " Yeah we don't got anything like this back home. We got a lot more Muggle things than anything. " He responded with a smile.
"Would you prefer Headmaster, Professor or Mr.Saint-Mleux?" He asked hoping not to offend the man by pronouncing the surname with an Aussie accent. Calvin somewhat appreciated that the person was both a Headmaster and a teaching member of staff but still somehow managed to interact with people who were well below his age. " So, what brings you to the pitch anyway? If you don't mind me asking that is. "
Post by PIERSON SAINT-MLEUX on Dec 21, 2023 3:56:35 GMT -5
The man looked at him with interest, listening to him talk about greetings. Something he was very familiar with, he waited for it to end “There in France, most of us usually greet, especially when we meet someone we know. I think in England too, but there they are a little more...” he tried to say as he snapped his fingers, looking for an adjective that defined them “They are more accustomed to being in their own world, a little distant.” he explained, shrugging. Pierson was right, he had rarely seen people greet him back on the street. Perhaps the weather also influenced the mood in people, when it rained, they seemed to be off. He even knew that when someone was stressed, they didn’t usually think except themselves.
He laughed softly, lowering his glasses slightly “The sun bothers me because of my status, I never get used to it or get used to it. I admit that being a vampire, it may be considered as disadvantage.” he commented, calmly. Unlike some people, Pierson had never had to hide what he was. He had even been one of the first people to openly expose himself to the world, who, being a celebrity among wizards, had always accepted what he was. Calvin spoke again, he listened carefully “Oh, you mean sports like football or baseball?” he asked, tilting his head. He had never participated in Muggle reports, except football for some charity causes.
He looked at it him “Being in a place like this, you can call me Pierson. I prefer it this way, except that if I am doing my job as headmaster, then it is better to refer me as Mr Saint-Mleux.” he stated kindly. Some students were surprised by the closeness he showed. He laughed, unintentionally showing his fangs “It’s no bother to ask. It actually started as a walk but I ended up here. Not a bad place, it reminds me of when I was younger and played quidditch. But that should be like a century ago, at least.” said with a smile. He looked at Calvin “And what about you? Why are you here?” inquired the vampire.
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Dec 21, 2023 8:52:05 GMT -5
Calvin rather appreciated the fact that a Headmaster, not just a teaching staff member but the Headmaster of some fancy school was actually holding a conversation with him. The two were from two different parts of the world yet the two seemed to converse as if they had known each other for quite some time. It was somewhat welcoming. The seemed to connect over the topic of Quidditch despite Calvin never actually playing the game before.
" I suppose no amount of SPF+ sunscreen could prevent the discomfort that the sun would give you is there? " Words came out faster than his mind could ever process and this was one of the reasons why he had gotten in trouble in the past. " Ugh, I think you know what I mean... " At least he hoped that Pierson understood the sun-light humour in his question (Sun light haha) " Hmm yeah like Muggle based games. The Aussies are really into that, sometimes we like to mess around and place a little confundus charm on the ball. "
" Well Mr.Pierson.. " He said as he shrugged his shoulders thinking of an actual reason as to why he was even in the pitch to begin with. " Actually good question, I just went exploring and then I found myself here. " His eyes moved away from his locked contact with Pierson's eyes before gazing upon the pitch.
" Must be nice aye? Flying about whenever you please. " Suddenly, Calvin just had a light bulb moment. " How about we do some flying of our own? " Without even giving Pierson a chance to reply, Calvin whipped out his wand and rolled it in his finger tips before pointing the tip into the air. "Accio, Brooms!" In the distance, Calvin could see two brooms flying toward him. He was surprised this type of charm even worked here.
" Oh, better brace yourself. " He said noticing just how fast the brooms were flying toward them. " My Accio charm must be broken or something because every time I summon something, it comes hurling at the speed of light. " The brooms were getting closer and he didn't want to risk damaging his brooms with some type of spell but he knew he had to stop the moment.
