Alli Lyon (
coeur_de_lion) wrote2014-12-23 01:36 pm
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to paris with love
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?"
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?"
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To May, she says, "Hang on, dear, I'll be back in a trice."
It is not exactly a trice, but she is nevertheless reasonably quick about returning with a pile of books for May to inspect. She offers them to May with a, "Have a look and let me know if you see anything you like, won't you?"
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None are sorted by color; a couple are arranged in some fashion making sense only to their authors, one's sorted in something passing for 'chronologically', and a few are loosely typed by family (feline, canine, etc). The rest are just alphabetical- or, in one case, translated unthinking from another language, and ordered by that alphabet instead.
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And this way May can admit to her wings. Bonus points for that.
"Looks pretty close," she says cautiously. "You part English or Welsh somewhere?"
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