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FearlessLeader19 · 07-19-2026, 03:06 PM

SPOILER!!: Étienne! <3

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Originally Posted by Zoe

Étienne caught Jonathan's glance around the room and had to fight the urge to laugh. "Exactly," he said, lowering his voice once the performance had served its purpose. "Any hypothetical theft discussion should remain entirely hypothetical."

As for the artefacts in the display cases, Étienne's attention returned to them briefly.

"A great deal of time, yes," he admitted without embarrassment. "Although some are easier than others. As for which interests me most..." He considered the question carefully. "The objects nobody fully understands anymore. The artefacts with incomplete records. Missing instructions. Contradictory theories. Anyone can read a textbook explanation; I prefer mysteries."

A faint smile appeared.

"Jonathan, you already attend a château, possess excellent hair, and spend your afternoons wandering dramatically through the corridors contemplating your future." A beat passed. "The title of 'brokenhearted French prince' seems largely ceremonial at this point."

His expression then turned thoughtfully serious. "Interrupted my scheming? An interesting assumption." The warmth behind the dry remark softened the teasing. "I admit it's a slow-moving criminal enterprise, but, if I wanted uninterrupted solitude, I wouldn't have offered you the seat."

The concern in Jonathan's voice earned a more sympathetic look.

"Of course I think so. People our age are surrounded by selective reporting. Nobody walks around announcing they have absolutely no idea what they're doing." A small shrug followed. "What they don't announce are the moments spent staring at a wall wondering whether they're chasing a mirage. It's easy to—"

The sudden rotation of the chair caused Étienne to stop mid-thought. His eyes followed Jonathan's first complete turn. Then the second. For several seconds, he simply stared.

"I believe we've identified at least one career path: professional chair-spinner." The deadpan delivery lasted approximately two seconds before amusement crept into his expression.

Jon shot Étienne a knowing wink. Hypothetical theft discussion shall indeed remain hypothetical. With that bit of the conversation put to rest, it meant that he could focus fully on their chat - and the artefacts as well. Both of which were found to be highly interesting, by the way. There wasn’t even any need for his friend to be embarrassed for admitting the amount of time spent on those artefacts. Jon loved to hear all about what interested others. This was why he clung to all of Étienne’s words.

“Mysteries and learning about the objects first hand is a lot better and far more exciting than reading about them,’’ he agreed. “Is that what your career path’s going to be? Unravelling such mysteries?” If so, Jon couldn’t see how Étienne would ever be bored.

Now he chuckled upon hearing the next words. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were flirting with me.” He had become more attuned to flirting since Léo had been doing some degree of it with him. Then the guy pulled a goofy face. “Can’t help it, I’m going through a crisis.” His merry laughter buoyed the weight that he felt in his chest. “Fine, fine, you’ve made your point,’’ came the additional words, gratitude woven into them. Now there would be no doubt about Étienne wanting his company.

“Exactly.” See, the other guy understood, and this made Jon breathe a sigh of relief. This talk would go much easier with someone who was open minded. Jonathan’s head bobbed all along to those words being said, even if the bobbing might not show much since there was spinning involved on the chair. “Is that what you do? Stare at the wall? It’s easy to what?” He was a bit puzzled about why Étienne ceased his words. It was the next words that made him understood, and they sent a soft burst of laughter tumbling from his lips. “Oh! Now this makes plenty of sense. So long as I don’t make myself go cross-eyed and dizzy.” Which was exactly what he did, crossing his eyes by looking down at his nose. “Like this.”

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FearlessLeader19 Potterdom Mod Charing Cross Rd. Mod WWW Mod Wrackspurt Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Gaia BH1 Posts: 217,379 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarika Aarohi Curious Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Shimron Bacari Goth Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Viano Valentino Thanatos-Misra Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Levi Nayan Singh-Phora Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Harvey Thunder Forsfelle Ravenclaw Third Year x12 x12	~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄ SPOILER!!: Étienne! <3 Quote: Originally Posted by Zoe Étienne caught Jonathan's glance around the room and had to fight the urge to laugh. "Exactly," he said, lowering his voice once the performance had served its purpose. "Any hypothetical theft discussion should remain entirely hypothetical." As for the artefacts in the display cases, Étienne's attention returned to them briefly. "A great deal of time, yes," he admitted without embarrassment. "Although some are easier than others. As for which interests me most..." He considered the question carefully. "The objects nobody fully understands anymore. The artefacts with incomplete records. Missing instructions. Contradictory theories. Anyone can read a textbook explanation; I prefer mysteries." A faint smile appeared. "Jonathan, you already attend a château, possess excellent hair, and spend your afternoons wandering dramatically through the corridors contemplating your future." A beat passed. "The title of 'brokenhearted French prince' seems largely ceremonial at this point." His expression then turned thoughtfully serious. "Interrupted my scheming? An interesting assumption." The warmth behind the dry remark softened the teasing. "I admit it's a slow-moving criminal enterprise, but, if I wanted uninterrupted solitude, I wouldn't have offered you the seat." The concern in Jonathan's voice earned a more sympathetic look. "Of course I think so. People our age are surrounded by selective reporting. Nobody walks around announcing they have absolutely no idea what they're doing." A small shrug followed. "What they don't announce are the moments spent staring at a wall wondering whether they're chasing a mirage. It's easy to—" The sudden rotation of the chair caused Étienne to stop mid-thought. His eyes followed Jonathan's first complete turn. Then the second. For several seconds, he simply stared. "I believe we've identified at least one career path: professional chair-spinner." The deadpan delivery lasted approximately two seconds before amusement crept into his expression. Jon shot Étienne a knowing wink. Hypothetical theft discussion shall indeed remain hypothetical. With that bit of the conversation put to rest, it meant that he could focus fully on their chat - and the artefacts as well. Both of which were found to be highly interesting, by the way. There wasn’t even any need for his friend to be embarrassed for admitting the amount of time spent on those artefacts. Jon loved to hear all about what interested others. This was why he clung to all of Étienne’s words. “Mysteries and learning about the objects first hand is a lot better and far more exciting than reading about them,’’ he agreed. “Is that what your career path’s going to be? Unravelling such mysteries?” If so, Jon couldn’t see how Étienne would ever be bored. Now he chuckled upon hearing the next words. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were flirting with me.” He had become more attuned to flirting since Léo had been doing some degree of it with him. Then the guy pulled a goofy face. “Can’t help it, I’m going through a crisis.” His merry laughter buoyed the weight that he felt in his chest. “Fine, fine, you’ve made your point,’’ came the additional words, gratitude woven into them. Now there would be no doubt about Étienne wanting his company. “Exactly.” See, the other guy understood, and this made Jon breathe a sigh of relief. This talk would go much easier with someone who was open minded. Jonathan’s head bobbed all along to those words being said, even if the bobbing might not show much since there was spinning involved on the chair. “Is that what you do? Stare at the wall? It’s easy to what?” He was a bit puzzled about why Étienne ceased his words. It was the next words that made him understood, and they sent a soft burst of laughter tumbling from his lips. “Oh! Now this makes plenty of sense. So long as I don’t make myself go cross-eyed and dizzy.” Which was exactly what he did, crossing his eyes by looking down at his nose. “Like this.” __________________ 🌺🌺🌺 I fall in love with boys I see on a TV screen. The ones in books who are as perfect as they can be.🌺🌺🌺