"I have post-it notes," the short fellow told him, tilting his head a little, indicating he was uncertain they were the same thing. "All over my notebooks." So far, they were mostly just making him reluctant to pick up the books to begin with.
"We do have tutors and studygroups," he nodded. "I'm in one for history, actually, but mostly it's just a bunch of kids that don't stop talking." Possibly about history. He squirmed a little on his seat as he added that, as a result, he didn't always go there. Too many people making too much noise in a secluded room just didn't hold the same appeal as it did for the others, it seemed. "The other ones are usually at times or days that I can't go."
((I will respond! Holiday season being what it is, however, this might not be an overnight type of deal. I wish you and yours a wonderful Christmas/Kwanzaa/Hanuka/insert preferred solstice or end of year celebration here! May you be blessed with good luck, good health, good friends and good food.))
The elf pulled a face. "Your history is not my histor ii," he said, as if that explained everything. "You have numbers and places and countries and.." He eyed his cup of tea morosely. "I don't know how to get that in my head and keep it there." History in his tribe had been far easier. Events happened when someone was chief, could be narrowed down to the time they had been chief if necessary, and again by the people that were in the story and the event itself. History was about things that happened to your tribe, things that directly impacted you. Not.. not something alien. He didn't even know when he was going to need this, let alone how to apply it.
Chemistry was.. just a class he had trouble with. He hadn't been able to pinpoint why, exactly. Might just be that he was overwhelmed with the other classes that he hadn't really gotten around to this. Then again, it might also have to do with the math and the way to write it down. Writing in and of itself was less of a challenge than it had been, but then, he was a swift learner when it came to mechanical 'tricks'.
He was obviously debating getting up and getting the books or .. just not bothering. He seemed equally unbothered about the absence of his guardian. Though, judging from the way he acted, this was, perhaps, not the first time, said guardian had been out so late and absent at his return.
((You know that 'long delay' you had when you posted? 8D;;; I think I beat it by about half a year.. sweatdrop I hope you're still doing well! Did you get a place to put your art up yet? o: ))
The look on Tamislin's face said he didn't understand what those words meant. He held his cup of tea in both hands, and looked at the detective, head tilted a little, as he waited for the other to elaborate or, or.. well, or not, he supposed.
He shifted a little on the chair as his eyes glanced towards the livingroom and his unfinished homework on the coffee table. "I need to finish my homework," he said with obvious reluctance, "If you want, you can use the phone to call someone to come pick you up? Or, or a cab, I guess." The elf eyed the detective, then. ".. Although.. you wouldn't happen to be really good at 'khem ister ii' or history, would you?" It was the first hint of any accent the Detective might have picked up, the small fellow seemed to have a good grasp of the language for the most part.
Yes, he was having a hard time with those two. No, he wasn't eyeing the Detective hopefully. (Okay, okay, a little.)
(( You succeed, let me tell you. It's rare I get to see such well thought-out and elaborate characters in the WG!~
Aha, I'm sure Kegan's used to it by now. The kid's got a record a mile long-- including but not limited to public assault, vandalization ( as a result of his brawls, and the occasional street are ), and forgery ( Kegan's got a nose for trouble, and always seems to be able to find it without much issue ). So he probably gets scolded a lot.
Kegan: - Rolls his eyes fondly and cracks a crooked grin. - Aw, Detective Roderick, STILL with the kid stuff? C'mon, I bring more guys into the station than some of the men on the force! I can handle myself out on the streets! ))
(( Amg. Your post in the ' Which of the two AAY likes you more and why? ' thread. I actually barked out a laugh at that. Kegan's a reckless troublemaker, for sure-- but I can totally see them dragging in scum to the police station like, ' Hey guys, look who I beat the crap out of-- I MEAN, captured from your Wanted list? ' They're not a bad kid, once you get past the bad habits and the mischievous nature. ))
((Ooh, don't worry about the delay. I'm glad to see the update, but it's more important that you've got a roof over your head and are capable of feeding yourself and keeping warm, which is probably what you've been doing . I'm pleased ot see you are well enough to be respond and certainly, I'm pleased to see the response itself, but don't worry~.. I'm too tired to reply right now, but I will in the next.. week or so. 8D;; Work's physically demanding right now, phew.))
Whaaaat? Well then, you missed quite a show! And the answer to your question. It went up, up, up and exploded with the speckles of color and sparks! Up up up, and then rained down, down, down on everyone below. I'm sure you'll find parts of it around Durem and in the sewer system if you're perceptive, pooh bear.