to paris with love

[coeur_de_lion]

Alli's school is not a terribly interesting school. It is, as far as Alli is concerned, a perfectly boring and average school in all possible respects. But some alumnus went and made themselves a bunch of money, and apparently they think it's a good idea to spend some of this money on "improving the cultural exposure of today's youth". (Alli has never met the alumnus in question, much less heard them speak, but she persists in picturing this spoken with a haughty British accent.) What this means for Alli is that she and a number of other 'deserving students' are being shipped over to France for free for a week. Alli's not quite sure why she counts as deserving- because her mom's single, maybe?- but she's hardly complaining. It's a free trip to France, after all.

In her usual style, Alli packs an hour before she has to leave and ultimately makes it out the door only ten minutes late after forgetting at least three vitally important items (her eyeliner!). But she makes it through Pearson security with plenty of time... well, more like barely enough time. But the important thing is, she's safely ensconced in her seat when they take off.

Once she's gotten her bag stowed and her legs rearranged in a doomed attempt at comfort and generally considers herself suitably settled, she turns to her seatmate. "Is your brain doing an Eeeeee France! thing too?"

Comments

[hatchedplan]

"You are sometimes a biped," says May loftily. "If you really want I will let you."

[coeur_de_lion]

"You are sometimes also a biped! But you can keep the high fives for when I am actually a lion if you want."

[hatchedplan]

"I am seldom a biped. I avoid it much of the time. I am typically a wheeled vehicle."

[led_to_water]

"How do two legs even work?" Emma asks curiously. "Isn't balancing hard? Don't you... tip, or something?"

[hatchedplan]

"I do! Hence the chair. They don't, ask them how it works."

[coeur_de_lion]

"Medallion magic?" Alli suggests facetiously.

[led_to_water]

[coeur_de_lion]

"Ah, merde. Sorry!"

[horsefeathered]

"Alliiii," Jenny complains.

[coeur_de_lion]

"I'm sorry! I said I was sorry! I forgot!"

[led_to_water]

"S'okay," Emma mumbles. "I'm used to it. Well, um, mostly."

[hatchedplan]

"You don't get a medallion for... reasons?"

[led_to_water]

"There aren't any, for centaurs. Or if there were, they're lost."

[hatchedplan]

"And nobody has filled the demand?"

[horsefeathered]

"No one knows how. It's one of the lost magics."

[hatchedplan]

"That... seems like a really important magic to get right on un-losing. I will put it on my list."

May puts down her croissant and produces her current notebook and puts it on a list.

[horsefeathered]

Jenny cracks up. "Awww, you have a list? What else is on the list?"

[hatchedplan]

"See if I can find what I am, learn magic in general and apply it to all the problems of the world and incidentally become a billionaire," says May.

[coeur_de_lion]

"Man, you don't think small, do you?"

[hatchedplan]

"Nope."

[coeur_de_lion]

"Yeah, I'm getting that."

Alli licks the last of her croissant crumbs from her fingers and purrs with satisfaction. "Best croissants. You almost ready for bookstore-ing? It's point one on The List! Possibly also points two and four!"

[hatchedplan]

Croissant om nom. "Yes please."

[coeur_de_lion]

Alli stands up, wincing at the resulting chair noise, and waves goodbye to the equines. "Thanks for letting us crash your table, guys! See you around?"

[horsefeathered]

Jenny laughs. "Well yeah, see you Monday!"

[led_to_water]

"Bye, nice t'meet you," Emma murmurs.