Mentor Group!

[le_centre]

Characters: Courfeyrac, Tormod Torres, Levi McGarden, Jean-Paul Beaubier, Naoto Shirogane, and Eric Van Der Woodsen
Location: Courfeyrac's office
Time: Backdated to the evening the Mentor Groups were announced
Content: Creampuffs and coffee.
Format: Starting in third, but I'll follow your lead.
Warnings: None so far!

Comments

[elfiredup]

Tormod was never the first to arrive to a meeting -- he was usually chronically late -- but today was an anomaly. Perhaps it was his excitement at this whole MENTOR GROUP thing, but he was the first at Courfeyrac's door, bearing a wide-mouthed grin.

"Hi! I'm Tormod!" he announced as he strutted into the office unceremoniously. "You're Mr. Courfeyrac, right?"

He managed somehow to horribly mangle the pronunciation of every syllable of Courfeyrac's name.

[le_centre]

"Welcome Tormod!" Courfeyrac said, turning around with a grin. "It's, uh... Cor-FEY-rack, actually, but it's a hard name to pronounce. It's even got the hateful French 'r' that doesn't seem to show up in any other language. My first name's Aimery, if that's any easier. Want a pastry?"

[elfiredup]

"A pastry? Sure!" Tormod was all about things with sugar in them. He grabbed one and began munching on it immediately, throwing himself unceremoniously into an open chair.

"So what are these mentor group things for, anyway?" he asked, his mouth still full of food. There were a few flakes of pastry stuck to the corner of his mouth. He finished chewing and swallowed. "What do we do? Hey, are you gonna give us homework?"

[le_centre]

Courfeyrac perched on the arm of one of the free chairs. "What are they for? Eh, to give you a group of people to talk with, to go on trips together, that sort of thing. No, no homework- hated it myself when I was in school. I may take you all to a political rally, though, and it's best to be a little prepared for those. It'd just be, 'oh, this is why people are carrying signs', not 'what is the history of mutant rights' sort of reading."