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THE SORTING OF DAMON EVERCREECH

Late on Sunday afternoon, there's a new arrival at Gooseberry. The vacancy in the Coppertale senior boys' cabin has been filled by a new Hogwarts exchange student, Damon Evercreech.

Damon is greeted at the lodge by the four heads of house: Mr. Hightower, Ms. Rhee, Mr. Merrill and Ms. Vector. They're also joined by his little brother, Calvin Evercreech. After the house elves collect all of Damon's luggage, the group walks out together to the Sorting Cave to deal with the formality. It's clear that everyone knows where Damon will end up, and Ms. Vector's just a tiny bit smug about it. She informs Damon that she used to teach at Hogwarts herself, and she hopes he finds the transfer to Gooseberry as rewarding as she did.

Anyone is welcome to hike out to the Sorting Cave to watch if they're interested, although attendance isn't mandatory. There are rumours of a small (teacher approved) party taking place after the ceremony.

WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN

Attendance is not mandatory.

The sorting will take place at 7:00 PM, and the party will run until 9:30 PM

Damon will return to see that his belongings have been left in his new cabin under his loft bed.

Tomorrow, Damon will be shadowing his new prefect, Rafael Ramirez, who will give him a tour of Gooseberry and explain all the rules and expectations.

Under the circumstances, Damon will receive some leniency about his senior project. It's required for graduation, but Damon will have access to help from teachers to design a reasonable project for him. He'll also receive extra help getting him caught up in his classes.

» The sorting: Damon is introduced to the gathered students and sent into the cave.

» Audience: The people who have gathered to watch the somewhat anticlimactic sorting.

» Spies: Do you want to take a peek at the new kid without being seen? You can hide in the bushes and spy on the ceremony.

» welcoming party: Meet the new kid! Socialize! Roast marshmallows! Staff has given everyone permission to hold a small welcoming party outside the Sorting Cave. While there will be minimal adult oversight, you are not allowed to go into the cave and bother the emblems. Additionally, it might be a bad idea to bring alcohol that's not a personal flask.

» OOC - Questions, comments, concerns!

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Chris's facial expression doesn't change from his resting (subdued) bitch face even while he gives Damon a very slow once over, from foot to head. "We knew the risks when we started an underground fight club," he deadpans so seriously it sounds genuine. Even though he's also wondering how Ramirez let this kid out of his sight long enough for the kid to approach Chris. And also he was kinda hot. So. good.

They were still the hottest cabin at this school. He was concerned about losing that title.

"It's all fun and games until some genius invites the teachers." Quinn confirms with a solemn nod before she smiles at Damon. Or, like, makes it look like she's smiling genuinely. Good thing that prefects are experienced at that kind of thing! "Or we played hockey this morning. I'm Quinn, and this–" she pokes an unapologetic elbow into her companion's ribs, "–is Chris. You'll be living with him and he's downright charming."

For a moment Dimi seems genuinely disappointed to hear that there is not an instructor-sanctioned fisticuffs club at Gooseberry but I am pretty sure he'll live you guys.

"Chris and Quinn," Damon indicates each with a nod of his head, "and hockey. Never played it! Oh, but while I have you, cabinmate, you need to fill me in--any heavy snorers? No one's allergic to cats, I hope?"

Chris has already decided that he was gonna give this kid a chance, so he doesn't comment on being called cabinmate. He doesn't react at all to being elbowed in the ribs by Quinn, suggesting that he's not only used to this, but he also probably expected it. "You won't play it either. Hockey's over," Chris says dryly, which takes some actual effort because he's still a little bummed about it.

"Yeah, Youngblood snores like a fucking train," he says bluntly. "Nobody's allergic to cats. We have a cat." Then he gets serious, even though his facial expression doesn't change at all. "Look, to avoid your murder, I'm gonna lay down some ground rules. You're not allowed to clip your toenails in the cabin. Like at all. Bitching about Youngblood's music only makes him listen to it louder. Trixie basically lives with us. She's allergic to air, so try not to breathe in her general direction. Do not make fun of Youngblood's snake unless you're prepared to fight him. And me and Youngblood are assholes. We express love through violence. There's more rules but I'm sure Ramirez has already probably written them up and nailed them to the door in preparation for your arrival."

He pauses for a moment and appears to be done before adding, "and also listen. Platypuses exist. We can all agree on that shit. But don't try to tell Youngblood that unless you're ready for a three hour debate about it. And you can't have a three hour debate about it, because it's against the rules." He glances toward Quinn, "Quinn also basically lives with us," he adds belatedly. "She's also a bit of a dick."

When Chris is done—which Quinn confirms with an insistent "You done?"—she shrugs. "It's not that bad. Park left out your last roomie, Ty, but you won't meet him until tomorrow." Does this make her visibly uncomfortable? Perhaps. "He's your resident ray of sunshine-slash-pep factory. But... I'm also a bit of a dick." She sounds completely unapologetic about this. "Welcome to Gooseberry, Damon."

THE SORTING OF DAMON EVERCREECH

Re: Quinn & Chris & Damon

Quinn & Chris & Damon

Quinn & Chris & Damon

Quinn & Chris & Damon i'm sorry chris just wants to prepare you damon plz never speak of platypuses

Quinn & Chris & Damon