Camryn (OC) - A Fox, A Snake, and A Cap'n
Side Note: This scene takes place before the Twisted Wonderland story officially begins, meaning the second years (like Riddle and my OCs) would be in their first year.
“I’m not one to usually complain,” Camryn stated with a sigh, “but when you said you had a gig I’d be interested in, I was honestly expecting something a bit more…profitable.”
“Is this not up to your standards?” Caha asked. Camryn’s ears twitched at the hissing undertone he caught in Caha’s laugh. “I imagined you would be absolutely thrilled by such an easy task.”
“It’s not that I’m against an easy job,” Camryn argued. He leaned his shoulders against a pillar in the shade of the breezeway, careful not to uncomfortably squish his tail. “You gotta admit this is pretty boring though. I actually pity the guy who thinks he can jumpstart his career by being a background extra.”
Caha hummed but didn’t say anything to the contrary. Across the courtyard, Vil directed a few members of his club into the positions he wanted. Camryn hadn’t paid much attention to the short film’s synopsis, but he assumed it was something dramatic from the way one guy kept swooning.
He turned to James, who stood stiffly beside him watching the club members play out their scene. “What say you, Cap’n? You as bored as I am?”
James’s eyes narrowed when the Pomefiore student fell into another dramatic swoon that had Vil shaking his head. “I don’t understand what any of this has to do with a modern retelling of an infamous pirate crew.”
“Perhaps they are the infamous data pirates we were all warned about during the technology boom three decades ago,” Caha said. “I heard there was quite a profit to be made pilfering information from our grandparents’ calculators.”
Camryn snorted when he saw the tiny smile Caha tried to hide. James outright scowled at the snake beastman. “If that’s your idea of a pirate, then you lived a horrendously sheltered life.”
Camryn whistled low enough not to catch Vil’s ire. “That’s a big word coming from you. You been catching up on your reading with Riddle as your housewarden?”
James’s face turned red in record time, which Camryn knew it would. Heartslabyul’s freshman housewarden was a sore topic for James. “My vocabulary has nothing to do with Rosehearts!”
“Cam has a point though,” Caha egged on. He rubbed the corner of his mouth with his knuckles to hide his stretching grin. “You’re a very one to two syllable type of guy. I almost thought you were mute until I saw you passionately debate Trein on the historical evidence for the existence of the Eloquent Captain.”
“He was real!” James argued. His voice slightly cracked with its rising volume. Camryn fully leaned back against the pillar, his tail swishing around his ankles. “There’s plenty of evidence proving the sea the Eloquent Captain sailed is the north-eastern part of the Coral Sea. There are even oral stories started by the mermaids who had once encountered him and his crew!”
Camryn gave the impression of an aimless shrug. “Yet you’ve even got the campus’s biggest history buff shooting down your so-called evidence. None of it’s been proven, bub. That’s why it’s considered a legend.”
“It’s a legend because no one wants to believe it!” Caha and Camryn shot each other a grin while James flailed his hands to make his point. “Because if they did, then they’d have to admit to the existence of the wild tribe of boys led by an never-aging fae child, who frequently kidnapped the local children when he had to get rid of the ones who grew old enough to question his leadership. The Eloquent Captain was constantly attempting to save those children from that cruel fate!”
Caha bit down on the corner of his mouth. “But James, even you’ve admitted to the one fact that disproves your own argument.”
“What?”
Camryn really did try not to chuckle, but James was a funny fellow when he got riled up. “You’re always opening the story with them living on a star, Cap’n.”
James froze. His expression of sheer disbelief broke Caha’s careful restraint, and a small laugh slipped from him. Camryn’s ears twitched in the direction of the Film Research Club, who had called cut to discuss the boy’s ineffective swooning.
James’s face exploded into an interesting shade of burgundy. He flung his arms into the air. “They lived in a star-shaped cove! The one that was discovered in the archipelago off the coast of the Queendom of Roses.”
“Yeah,” Camryn said. His cheeks were starting to feel the strain of his wide grin. “A cove no one can conveniently get to now because of a cluster of deadly whirlpools.”
“How convenient,” Caha agreed. “A land they can never reach. Like a star.”
“Which star was it again?” Camryn pointed at the blue sky. “The first or the second one?”
“I’m about to punch you both if you don’t shut up!”
“You three!” It took Vil appearing beside Caha for the three of them to realize he was speaking to them. Vil’s face was set in a stern frown. “I asked for three unobtrusive extras for my background. You are gaining more attention than my swooning lead. If you do not quiet down, you will have to leave.”
James thrust a finger in Vil’s direction, crooking his finger into a hook shape. “Your modern take on pirates sucks. I hope your film crashes and burns. And find a better swooner! My four-year old brother is a better actor!”
Camryn cackled in the wake of James angrily stomping away from them while Caha could barely apologize to a stunned Vil through his hissing giggles.
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