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[tar_calion]

*Complains bitterly at being manhandled into a make-shift classroom by his father*

How DARE he interrupt my busy schedule of hanging around and doing nothing?

*Takes a seat and scowls*

*Notices that there's another child sharing the room with him.*

Who're you?

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[andreth_saelind]

*arrives at the compound, is shown in, hangs up her hat, adjusts her shawl, shifts the satchel of books on her shoulder, all the usual*

[gimilkhad]

Andreth, welcome, this way.

Just one thing, you wouldn't be averse to taking on another pupil would you?

[andreth_saelind]

Thank you.

Ah-no, not at all. Who is it, if I might inquire?

[tar_calion]

*Leaves the classroom and marches down the corridor to meet you both.*

Attû! I'm not having lessons with that nerd. He looks like the sort who'd burst into tears if he got a remainder in his long division. I want my own tutor.

*Looks at you* Who's the peasant?

[andreth_saelind]

*you know, was really looking forward to just having to teach one already-eager student*

*stays silent for the moment, waiting for Gimilkhâd to speak*

[gimilkhad]

Andreth. This is my (recently rehoused) son, Pharazôn, WHO WILL LEARN SOME MANNERS IF HE KNOWS WHAT'S GOOD FOR HIM.

Pharazôn, this is Andreth, yes, THAT Andreth. Now say hello AND SHOW SOME RESPECT.

[andreth_saelind]

Well. At least he eventually grows up into that nice king fellow.

*nods to Gimilkhâd, then smiles cheerily* Ah, hello, Pharazôn. Now if you'll come along, we'll get started with today's lesson.

[tar_calion]

*Sighs as his father gives him the "You're a prince, act like it" glare.*

Hello. What oh so exciting things are we going to learn about today? [/badly forced enthusiasm.]

[andreth_saelind]

*LALALALAMOO I'm cheerfully pretending not to realize that you hate me and are planning on giving me huge amounts of trouble*

Well, I was thinking of starting with some basic history and mathematics, and perhaps Taliska if you boys have the stomach for it. *starts back to the room where V^HAdunathôr is waiting* Do come.

[tar_calion]

I know a little bit of Taliska. Like...

*looks up at you*..."Dad." (("Dog".))

[andreth_saelind]

*cleverly disguised grimace* Ah, boys, always starting with the insults and swear words, hm? *arrives at the classroom-thing and sets her satchel down on the desk* Ah, good morning, Adunathôr. *manages an actual smile*

[nolimon]

*Closes his hiding place book and smiles back.*

Morning.

*Glances warily at Pharazôn, finally beginning to understand what his mother meant when she said he wasn't a very agreeable child.*

[tar_calion]

*Swings back on his chair*

[andreth_saelind]

*brightly* All right. Before we get started I'd like to know how much you already know. *breathe* Pharazôn, you first. What have you studied so far in history?

[tar_calion]

*Lets his chair fall forward so that all four feet are on the ground again.*

Ummm...Founding of Numenor, bits and pieces about the War of Wrath, why Elves Suck 101...

[andreth_saelind]

*decides to ignore that last bit rather than, say, retort with how she learned about that firsthand*

Mm-hmm. And in the natural sciences?