Mituna Captor (
helmetdoesnothing) wrote in
sortinghat_logs2013-05-03 08:28 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
Defeat is not the worst of failures.
WHO: Mituna Captor and anyone
TONE: Stressy
RATING: PG-13 for Mituna's likely swearing
WHEN: May 2nd
WHERE: Library
WHAT: The OWLs are coming up, and Mituna is slowly realising he might never be prepared for them
STATUS: Ongoing
---
If he made too much noise again they'd ban him for the rest of the week, but it was difficult to keep himself quiet when trying to study felt like he was reading ancient Greek.
What made it all the more frustrating was being able to remember a time when this was easy. Two years ago this would have been nothing, he could have coasted through his OWLs with next to no studying and be sure that he'd done well. Now? Now he was struggling to keep his place in a textbook and having to read most sentences twice to make sure he grasped the meaning.
Mituna groaned softly, dropping his head to his book on top of a page about manticores and pushing one hand into his hair. He was going to fail everything, he just knew it.
TONE: Stressy
RATING: PG-13 for Mituna's likely swearing
WHEN: May 2nd
WHERE: Library
WHAT: The OWLs are coming up, and Mituna is slowly realising he might never be prepared for them
STATUS: Ongoing
---
If he made too much noise again they'd ban him for the rest of the week, but it was difficult to keep himself quiet when trying to study felt like he was reading ancient Greek.
What made it all the more frustrating was being able to remember a time when this was easy. Two years ago this would have been nothing, he could have coasted through his OWLs with next to no studying and be sure that he'd done well. Now? Now he was struggling to keep his place in a textbook and having to read most sentences twice to make sure he grasped the meaning.
Mituna groaned softly, dropping his head to his book on top of a page about manticores and pushing one hand into his hair. He was going to fail everything, he just knew it.
no subject
no subject
"... Oh. Hi, Meulin." Mituna rubbed his face with both hands and straightened up in his chair. "'Th up."
no subject
"Sorry," she whispered, which was the closest she could get to talking in a moderate voice, "you look like something is eating at you, Tuna. What's up?"
no subject
He stalled that train of thought and for a moment just rested his face against his hands. Then, he picked up a quill and wrote in his usual messy script on a piece of parchment.
im going to FAIL
The final word was underlined fiercely enough to tear the parchment under it, the tip of his quill snapping against the table.
no subject
No you aren't, Mituna. But maybe sitting in a stuffy library isn't the best way to learn for you. Let me help you and we can both learn. :)
no subject
"Ok," he muttered, pulling a few books towards himself. If he was going out of the library there were still a few books he needed to take along. "Where thould we go?"
no subject
no subject
"You been thtudying too?"
no subject
"Do you have any big plans fur the summer?"
no subject
"Maybe go thomewhere if dad can afford it." He didn't need to go abroad, but it was always nice to get the opportunity.
no subject
"I don't think we've ever talked much about our families. What are your dad and brother like?"
She lead the way out into the courtyard where they were greeted by a fine, bright and warm day. Still she continued to walk, heading towards the green houses where they had their Herbology lessons.
no subject
"He'th looked after uth both thinthe mum died."