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Early Bird Gets the.. Stone?; [LeRoux/Marianne]
Topic Started: Oct 9 2015, 05:26 PM (171 Views)
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After discovering Marianne’s success over securing the Everstone for Sabine, LeRoux was eager to thank her for her trouble in any way possible. He had already slipped her a few extra credits for Faunus History, not that she needed them, her knowledge on the subject was one that rivaled his sometimes. He had asked Marianne after class to meet him in his office during lunch but he was roped into helping Professor Ramos tending to the gardens in the Camphrier Courtyard, decorating the red, orange and yellow plants with a Halloween theme.

A note was pinned to LeRoux’s office door ‘Find me in the Courtyard.’

The Sawsbuck crouched on his haunches by a bed of orange lilies and brushed away some of the rosy brush hanging down from his antlers with an irritated scowl. He never understood why his foliage grew so long in the fall, it really needed a trim.



Traipsing down from the teacher's’ offices, Marianne wondered what it was LeRoux could want with her.

As far as she knew, she wasn’t lagging behind any in class; if anything her grades had jumped up without any real effort on her part. She wasn’t one to question it but LeRoux’s note made her wonder and earned her no shortage of dirty looks from some of his admirers in the class, simple creatures that they were.

The courtyard was on the way back to the dorms anyway so Marianne wasn’t completely put out. It was her off day from training so Marianne took her time getting down to the courtyard, watching the auburn leaved professor tend to the foliage.

“How festive,” Marianne commented, eyes sweeping over the red and orange plants in full bloom. “You wanted to see me, professor?”



LeRoux blinked, turning his head sharply and smacking himself in the face with his leaves. He calmed himself with a slow exhale from his nose and brushed the foliage away, expression brightening when he saw Marianne behind him.

“I did, I did,” he confirmed, standing and shimmying the gardening gloves from his hands, “Sorry you all the way out here. Ramos found out I have a bit of a green thumb and is now conscripting me with gardening chores.” He heaved a sigh, “I really don’t care for cultivation unless its…”

The Sawsbuck caught himself, coughing into his hand with a laugh, “Anyway! Not to keep you long, I wanted to thank you. I’m not sure what I could ever do to repay you monetarily but know that if you ever are in need of my or my wife’s services, we’re more than happy to help. We’re.. incredibly grateful. I would never expect any of my students to go out on such a limb like that to help my family.”



“What I did?” Marianne said, blinking for a moment before she realized that word of the fight must’ve spread throughout the school after they had got back. “Yes...quite the embarrassing effort, I’m afraid.”

She hadn’t managed to get a hold of Neith since he returned but even if she did, she doubted he would have had the Everstone still. He probably would have passed it off to whoever he intended to have it by now and even if she tracked him down, it wasn’t as though it was hers by any right.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for your daughter,” Marianne sighed. “I had the Everstone in my hands but...well, let’s just say it slipped away. I have no idea where it is or who Neith gave it to but I’m sorry I couldn’t deliver it to your daughter.”

“If another comes up, I may still be able to get my hands on one,” Marianne added.



“You’re too modest!” LeRoux chuckled before his expression fell, listening to the extent of Marianne’s story. Wait, what? That was.. odd. Sabine had said the dragon had given it to her! Hadn’t she? A heat rose in the Professor’s cheeks as he realised he may have not waited to get the full story.. again.

“But.. I just saw Sabine yesterday afternoon with the Everstone. On a necklace any everything. Very elegant. Seemed just like your handiwork,” LeRoux explained, confusion intensifying. He scratched the back of his neck to suppress a nauseating feeling of humiliation, “She told me a friend gave it to her. Who else but you?”



Marianne blinked, brow furrowing as she tried to process LeRoux’s words. That was the stone but the only way Sabine could have gotten it was-

“I...ugh…” Marianne pinched the bridge of her nose. “Damnit...he was in her room...that’s where he went…”

“I’m sorry professor,” Marianne said. “Much as I would like to take credit for this...I’m afraid I was beaten to the punch by someone neither of us counted on.”



LeRoux stared at the ground, making sense of what had happened, “So, all in all we arrived at the conclusion we hoped for.” It didn’t feel very good but at least Sabine’s developmental growth had stopped.

“Who is this ‘friend’ of hers?” he asked suspiciously, “Neith, did you say? As in Benjamin Neith?” LeRoux had to admit he wasn’t especially fond of the student. He lacked the will to apply himself in class and in his assignments. Moreover, he didn’t seem overly fussed at his average grades. He supposed a child of wealth never needed to try, did they?

LeRoux blew an unimpressed exhale from his nose, “I’d no idea Sabine was a friend of Ben’s. Are they close?”



“You are asking the wrong person,” Marianne said, rubbing her eyes. “To be honest, I don’t associate with your daughter or her friends that much and the most time I’ve spent with Neith was the half hour I spent beating him like a dusty rug in The Icebox.”

“That said,” Marianne shrugged. “He spent the day going to Lumiose, buying a ridiculously overpriced stone on a silver chain, ran from me all day, then challenged me to a fight for it only to swap the stone out and run it to her when he got back to Kalos.”

“Make of that what you will,” Marianne said. “Much as I would like to take credit for it, I was not raised a liar.”



“LEROUX!”

The Sawsback turned at the sound of Ramos’ call, the old man appearing from behind a nearby tree, waving his scissor cane around.

“I need help with the roses-- oh, hello Miss. Marianne, sorry for interrupting. Whenever you’re ready, Professor.”

LeRoux nodded as he disappeared again, shaking his head with a fond sigh. “Thank you for telling me, it really wasn’t my place to ask, now that I think about it.” He turned back to the dragon, rubbing his palm against the underside of his growing beard, “I won’t take up too much more of your time, however. I still appreciate the effort you went to on Sabine’s behalf and my offer still stands. If the Peridots’ can ever help out the de Lacroixs’, however improbable, the offer is there.”

He gave his student a warm smile.



“Thank you, Professor,” Marianne said, wondering if there ever was going to be a time when her professor could offer her his assistance but Marianne decided to keep that favor in her back pocket in case she desperately needed something. “I’ll leave you to the...decorations.”

With a small smile and nod, marianne split off from the professors, looking for the nearest closet or bathroom she could lock herself inside and scream until her raging headache subsided.

[Fin]
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