#ch: eilonwy

[hngrylikethewoolf]

recuperation || the prydain

@eilonwy-notjustgirl

Eilonwy was a stubborn, pigeaded girl. She was infuriating. She was obstinate and sharp-tongued and argumentative.

Errol was glad to know her, even if she was a pain in the arse.

Ever since their impromptu relationship building during the Texas dream, he and the blonde had struck up something like a comraderie. She had her light magic which, if he was being honest, was incredibly interesting. He had no qualms about dealing with or learning about Magick. Hell, he was one now, technically, though no one in town...knew that. He enjoyed having the lass around, enjoyed helping her build up a bit of her discipline ( and her patience ) so she wouldn't brain herself next time she took a tumble scaling something. ( If it also meant she couldn't get into trouble while he was with her, well, that was an added bonus. )

It had been some time, however, since he had seen her. Not since his kidnapping, in fact, but that had been another thing entirely. He only remembered snippets of that, of drinking something and passing out, of the wolf's mild panic before fully losing consciousness, of waking up to being freed and then thinking he and the wolf were walking and talking, one person, the wolf on the outside. It was traumatic, was still something he was working through, but he'd barely had time to think about checking up on her so soon afterward. Errol knew she wouldn't take to being coddled, so he didn't.

Instead, he showed up in uniform, knowing from past conversations that she was rooming at the dorms, if she wasn't next door, visiting Anthony and Ian.

[professor-lungri]

sun down low || eilere

@eilonwy-notjustgirl

Eilonwy Llyr was not herself.

That much was clear as Shere heard neither a comment, saw no raised hand, nor watched as she excitedly scribbled everything she could down into her notebook, recording device perched precariously on the edge of her desk.

It was disconcerting and, to be frank, upsetting. As her professor, he had an investment in her well-being. Yes, he wanted her to succeed, but if she was not at her best mentally, she could not do that.

After class, as they were all packing to leave, he stopped her and asked to come up to his office, that he wanted to speak with her. That she wasn't in trouble. The girl had followed him, brow furrowed, had curled herself up in a chair when directed and waited until he'd sat down across from her.

Finally, he said: "Miss Llyr, I am concerned about you. You've not acted as you normally do after this last town event and I wanted to ask...have you spoken with anyone about the events you dreamed?"

[professor-lungri]

Class In-Session || Eilere

@eilonwy-notjustgirl

It was good to be teaching again, certainly after the weekend he had had. While he tried to keep out of Tiegan’s business, as she was a grown woman, her behavior after the attack continued to worry him, and he had no clue what to do with it all. Particularly when she wouldn’t broach the subject, or even speak of it at all. Thankfully, the man who had done it was behind bars and would be so for a very long time. 

Yet, the shadow of the impact of his actions still remained. 

It meant sleepless nights and worry for Dr. Khan, but not in a way that would impact his teaching, nor his duties otherwise. 

His introductory lesson on the historical ideology and practicality of introducing “sentient” magical creatures into society and the push back of that had gone well, it seemed. Students appeared to be interested, and the ground work had been laid for class projects to come from that, focusing on the why and the how of laws centering around such beings. 

Gathering his papers up and stacking them in a neat file, Shere called out to the students filing from the lecture hall to have the course readings ready for discussion next Thursday before sighing through his nose. A moment later, he glanced up, surprised, to see one Eilonwy Llyr standing beside his desk. 

“What can I do for you, Miss Llyr?”