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Jun 3 2017, 03:02 PM
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Bern had to admit, having Alfred around to snap him out of his funks had been helpful, but the biggest change being with the man again had brought was that Bern felt a drive to actually open up to others. He still wasn't telling the world what had happened to him, but he was being more vocal with Ted about how the kidnapping and the assault and almost dying had affected him. He was careful to let Alfred know when things made him uncomfortable around him, instead of just running away from the man like before. His heart broke for people like Nagito and his much-put-upon future husband, because he could see the same anxieties and fears scrawled all over their faces on the campaign trail.<p>

But he wasn't 100% yet. Bern had been doing everything by himself, and Alfred actually suggested that he go to a school healer. Neither of them were sure if it would do any good - honestly, Bern hadn't gone to healers at school very often, given his weird ability to heal his body of physical wounds quicker than normal - but it was worth a shot, right? Bern gulped as he walked to the Beauxbatons hospital wing. Ted offered to go with him, but Bern felt like he had to do this himself. He wasn't familiar with how psychology, or mental health, or any of that worked, but he wanted to try it, if it helped.<p>

He entered the Hospital Wing warily. He hadn't exactly called ahead, or told anyone what he was doing besides Al and Ted. He probably should've said <i>something</i> to a teacher, but he didn't really get on well with most of them, not since Ms. D left. He felt clammy about asking his Philosophy professor, and that was the professor he liked the most! He pulled his arms around his uniform, which was definitely not up to the cleanliness levels that Beauxbatons would've liked. He'd been a bit distracted by this when dressing himself this morning.<p>

<b>"...hello? I'm... uh... I was wondering if I could talk to someone?"</b> Bern asked shakily. <b>"...uh..."</b>

</div><div class="joshuatagzz"> James Sullivan | 354 | god this was a bad delay I'm sorry </div></div><div style="width: 300px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 7px;"><a href="http://cttw.jcink.net/index.php?showuser=3224">♔ nickdiazfan</a></div></center>[/dohtml]
Apr 22 2017, 12:17 PM
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Bern was definitely not having the easiest time with his Charms homework. This was the kind of thing that he asked Al for help with - Al was a lot better with magic than him, despite the fact that Durmstrang didn't think that he was good enough. Bern was a bit biased, true, but he was somehow at the top of the world despite constantly fantasizing about spending more time with him, or getting lost in the crevasses of his mind while thinking about his past, his present, the future of the world, the underlying flows of souls and the questions that motivated the subconscious movements of life itself. He was somehow more than others because his brain never stopped, his hands never stopped, his chatter was incessant.<p>

Things had started evening out once again in the Wizarding World. Nagito had been vindicated, his partner and him had retreated from the public eye (understandably), some guy from the morgue got arrested for the crimes (shockingly - were wizards unfamiliar with crime dramas? You always checked the guys who interacted with corpses. And then people's jealous sisters), and... well, most bizarrely, in the wake of all this, Al decided he was going to run for European Minister. Bern didn't question the logic behind it. Al believed heavily in justice, and was an ideal candidate. Bern would support him to the ends of the earth. It was just... that Bern was expected to accompany him to events and such now. He didn't quite know how to be a First Lady, and he was supremely nervous about being Al's date to a dinner being thrown by the Minister of Magic, Oswald Cobblepot. Some white trash like him at the Minister of Magic's house? How unnerving.<p>

Bern was pretty isolated in the common room, so he pulled his wand out to try and practice the Repelling Charm. He could do this. He knew he could do this. He was dating the future European Minister of Magic, he had to be able to at least repel a pillow or some shit like that! He noticed a moth fluttering around one of the torchlights, and knew he could use the spell on that. Repelling Charms prevented things from escaping. This would be easy. He was Bernard Vincent, Beauxbatons Elite! Holding his wand steady, he pointed at the moth and intoned, <i>"Repulsio."</i><p>

The moth immediately slammed out the open window.<p>

Bern gulped before going bright red. Okay. So that was the exact opposite of what he was supposed to do. Did he say the spell wrong? He sat back down and looked at the book, hoping no one saw that.<p>


</div><div class="joshuatagzz"> @Takumi Sumeragi | 442 | finally getting this taken care of jfc </div></div><div style="width: 300px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 7px;"><a href="http://cttw.jcink.net/index.php?showuser=3224">♔ nickdiazfan</a></div></center>[/dohtml]
Mar 25 2017, 01:24 PM
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So Bern did want to meet Anna. But also didn't want to meet Anna.<p>

It was complicated.<p>

Now he was with Al, and his life was great! Al understood how he could get in fugues and moods, and he nodded along with a smile when he didn't understand what Bern was saying about philosophy or entertainment or some mixture of the two. He wasn't in the castle to see Bern wandering down the staircases and barely sleeping, in his fits. It was getting easier to sleep, though, because he could focus on the good memories he was making with Al and the good memories he'd already made, and know that they weren't just physical attraction. Bern wasn't sure where this thing with Al would go, especially since Al was a big shot running for office now (Bern was so excited and proud of him! No matter what happened, this was a really great experience for him and he'd do so well on the campaign trail, once campaigning began in earnest) and Bern would be stuck at school for one more year, but he wanted it to go somewhere wonderful. <p>

Part of being a part of Al's world meant becoming a part of Anna's. Al already met Ted - it would've been very hard for him not to, honestly, given that Ted took the idea of being a dutiful Japanese wife by following three paces behind really seriously, even after Bern told him to please stop - and would certainly meet Professor Stevens and Louise in time. Al's friend Anna was one of his closest companions though. They'd even dated! There came the nerves - Anna actually dated Al openly. Bern and Al had dated before, but it was need-to-know information there. Bern knew what Al liked privately, his interests and the way he talked and his friendliness, but he didn't know what Al would like to do on a date, or where he'd like to go, or how he acted on them. Anna knew more, and Bern's fears were running a bit wild. What if she hated him? What if she was bitter about all of this? What if Anna wanted him back? Anna was probably better for him than Bern was. Probably not nearly as damaged. She should just take him - <i>what was he doing?</i> Al said she was supportive of them. This would go fine. Maybe.<p>

He asked to meet up with her at the Aurora Doorealis, partially because it would be easier for her than Champs, partially because Bern had never actually been to the shopping center. He bundled up tightly in his school coat and a few dozen layers of flannel, and somehow that didn't manage to completely fend off the chill. How did these Durmstrang students do it? It was sunny and bright and about 60 at Beauxbatons right now! Biting his lip ring, he sat in a chair in front of a fun little cafe, waiting for her with a small butterscotch coffee. For all everyone said about Durmstrang being stuffy and not very warm, the shopping center had its own very peculiar charms. It even had one of Edna Mode's stores! It was just so difficult to get to. Bern screwed it up for about twenty minutes, and that was with Al's notes.<p>

</div><div class="joshuatagzz"> @anna d'ancanto | 549 | man this is gonna be so interesting</div></div><div style="width: 300px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 7px;"><a href="http://cttw.jcink.net/index.php?showuser=3224">♔ nickdiazfan</a></div></center>[/dohtml]
Mar 12 2017, 05:25 PM
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No one at Beauxbatons was talking about <i>anything</i> but Nagito Komaeda's arrest.<p>

Bern only knew Nagito in passing - he'd actually mistaken the kid for Hope Naegi initially, and just about had a heart attack when he saw someone he thought had been arrested for murder wandering around the hallways, looking wildly upset. Once he sorted that out, Bern's curiosity got the better of him. He wasn't the brightest bulb, but something about a student managing to commit multiple murders seemed weird to him. Especially a student that Bern had never noticed before. If someone told him that the intense blonde girl from Music Class killed two people, Bern would totally believe it. She wore heels that doubled as weapons and looked like a Kill Bill character. An average brunette Japanese teenager with no magic powers killing two people? Maybe if this was a movie?<p>

The more he dug, the more Bern remained convinced that some information was getting lost in the shuffle. He wanted to make sure that everyone at school had all of the available facts, because the amount of "he totally did it"-"he is obviously an innocent cinnamon roll"-"FITE ME BRO" he'd heard around Beauxbatons lately was getting to him. Ted didn't really know what to think, either, but when Bern expressed some reservations about the whole situation to Professor Stevens, the professor drunkenly suggested a podcast.<p>

Wasn't actually a bad idea.<p>

Bern asked Alfred to help him set up some sound equipment in one of the classrooms at Beauxbatons, since Bern wasn't the best at electronics or technomagic or radios or not lighting things on fire. Hopefully Alfred's expertise could help him, he thought as he lifted a sound board out of a box. How did Professor Stevens have all of these things? Why? Maybe it wasn't worth thinking about.<p>

<b>"I, heh, I really appreciate you coming to help,"</b> Bern told Alfred as he sought to find an outlet for the sound board. Maybe he should've made sure this room was suitable before he lugged all the boxes in here. <b>"The easy part will be recording everything in the podcast. It's like... a radio show. I think Professor Liddell is having a listening party?"</b> He paused, bending beneath the desk to look for an outlet. <b>"...what do you think of all this?"</b>


</div><div class="joshuatagzz"> @alfred jones | 389 | aaaand they are now tangentially involved in Nagito's arrest </div></div><div style="width: 300px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 7px;"><a href="http://cttw.jcink.net/index.php?showuser=3224">♔ nickdiazfan</a></div></center>[/dohtml]
Jan 21 2017, 12:51 PM
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Bernard knew he shouldn't be avoiding Alfred, but... he was.<p>

It was stupid! They could totally still be friends, if Bern didn't screw up every interaction they had by being awkward and hung up on things that weren't going to happen. They'd definitely taken different people to the dance, which might've helped Bern if he hadn't gotten so jealous over Al dancing with a pretty Goth girl. Jealous! He'd been jealous plenty of times before - mostly of people who didn't have their cousins skulking every time they went anywhere in the castle; much as Bern had been hurt when he wandered off alone, he didn't need someone to accompany him every time he wanted to take a leak - but never like this. He was afraid of what that other girl would find out about Al, because once upon a time, Al was his secret to hold.<p>

He'd hidden it very well for Andi. He really liked Andi - she was funny, and honest, and didn't put up with any shit. She was the kind of blunt person that made Bern realize how stupid these Elite titles were. But for some reason, despite all of those qualities, and the fact that he could talk to her for hours, he didn't feel the same for her that he did for Al. But if he kept those feelings for Al a secret, everything would be fine. He and Andi would remain awesome friends who got high and giggled at television and bitched together, and he and Al <i>would never see each other again</i>. It was foolproof!<p>

Except Bern managed to forget, in the craziness of the semester, that he was in Chess Club with Al. He'd realized it while on the Durmstrang campus, and he knew he probably looked weird - an Elite in the Beauxbatons uniform, that pin on his lapel signifying his elevated status, striding off towards a corridor before his eyes widened and he turned quickly on his heel. He was practically in the Main Hall, his face flushed as he frowned. That was close. He did love chess - he could think out the moves in advance, see where things could go and where he might best deploy his hot-glued, destroyed pieces - but Bern messed everything up and he didn't deserve that fun, clearly. What was the proverb he'd heard the blonde in Music Club use? <i>Along with throwing your life away, you throw away floating pottery</i>? It was odd, but Bern understood its meaning - he'd let himself get too involved, and now he was throwing away more than just his feelings.<p>

He didn't realize he'd bumped into someone roughly as he walked past for a few paces, but when he did, he turned around. <b>"Eh, I'm sorry, a bit distracted..."</b><p>

</div><div class="joshuatagzz"> @alfred jones | 463 | gdi bern, part a million </div></div><div style="width: 300px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 7px;"><a href="http://cttw.jcink.net/index.php?showuser=3224">♔ nickdiazfan</a></div></center>[/dohtml]
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