Epel Felmier/Personal Story/SR Ceremonial Robes
|Epel Personal Story|
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|Pomefiore Dorm - Lounge|
|Pomefiore Student A||Oh, Epel came back. We were too worried about you to even think about starting the first-years’ welcome party.|
|Pomefiore Student B||Are you feeling alright now? The cold air outside must’ve been hard on you. Come, get yourself warmed up.|
|All of you Pomefiore students have only just met, and yet you’re so considerate towards each other… This sight is truly très bien!|
|Pomefiore Student A||You’re… Vice Dorm Leader Rook Hunt! It’s an honor to speak with you.|
|Whaaat!? Vice dorm leader!? This weirdo—er, unique person is the vice!?|
|Oh? Epel, you weren’t listening to my introduction at the entrance ceremony? How naughty.|
|So not just the dorm leader, but the vice is this weird too… This is the worst.|
|Now, beautiful Pomefiore flower buds, let’s all take our seats and feast!
The dorm leader should be coming soon, too. Remember to mind your manners and enjoy yourselves.
|Pomefiore Student B||All the food looks so delicious. And the way the table’s been set up is gorgeous!|
|Pomefiore Student A||We’re having a full-course dinner? How very formal. It’s perfect for us Pomefiore.|
|Good manners… Formalities… Even dinnertime, that’s just what it looks like.
Hm? What’s that? There’s a big bowl with water in it.
It’s a weirdly-shaped glass, but I guess it fits for a Pomefiore dinner.
|Pomefiore Student A||What!?|
|Pomefiore Student B||He drank… all the water from the finger bowl… which is for cleaning your hands…|
|It doesn’t taste like anything… Huh, what happened!? Everyone’s looking at me really shocked…
D-Did I do something bad… maybe…!?
|Monsieur Cherry Apple…|
Drinking the water for cleaning your hands—what a fun, tasteful joke!
|What!? That wasn’t just a fancy cup…!?|
|Pomefiore Student A||I see. You were lightening up the mood. Thank you!|
|Y-Yes. Well… Hahahaha…|
|…Hey, do you see now why you need good etiquette?|
|Ahh… It’s true I almost got seriously humiliated there…|
|I don’t want to see you looking so anxious anymore. I’ll give you a lecture on table etiquette!
First, take off that napkin from around your neck. Wearing it like a scarf might be cute, but the norm is to rest it on your lap.
|A-Alright. …Okay, I’ll have some soup now.|
|Slurp. Sluuuurp. Slurp slurp!|
|Non! Were you trying to be an elephant slurping up water? You can’t make a single sound!|
|And you must use your forks and knives in the order they’re placed, from the outside first.
Now, try acting in accordance to my instructions.
|From the outside first, knife with your right hand, fork with your left…
Hah… Couldn’t I have done this all with a spoon?
|Pomefiore Student B||Whoa, it’s so bright. What is this dazzling radiance…!|
|How is this welcome party I directed going? You’re all enjoying yourselves with sophistication, reason, and elegance, aren’t you?|
|That’s Dorm Leader Vil to you, isn’t it? Epel Felmier.|
|How is everything going with this muddy baby potato, Rook?|
|Are you referring to Epel? He’s trying his best. I was just in the middle of giving him a lecture on mealtime etiquette.|
|I see. …But his manners aside, we have another issue right now.|
|Huh? Why are you coming up to me with that scary look on your face…?|
|Your posture is just terrible!|
|All I did was give your back a push. You’re quite dramatic.
You don’t have a single sliver of grace in you. Epel, what is your favorite food?
|Favorite food? BBQ meat. …Agh!|
|…I thought I heard an answer that was awfully unbefitting of this place. But surely I must’ve misheard?
I’ll ask again.
As a student of Pomefiore, founded on the heavy efforts of the Fairest Queen, what is your favorite food?
…It’s… macarons… Kgh!
|Very good. Now, please adjust your posture as if you’re about to eat those macarons you love so much.|
|Why are you grabbing my head…! Agh, your grip’s real strong! You’re gonna crush my head like an apple! Yow! YOW!!|
|“Gonna crush”? Shouldn’t that be “going to crush?”
Furthermore… a person is shaped by the words they use. You will repeat everything from the beginning, this time using words I understand, won’t you?
|You’re going to crush my head! It hurts!|
|You’re very receptive, Epel.|
|Don’t lower your head while you’re eating. You aren’t bringing your mouth to the food, you’re bringing your food to your mouth.
And your face is much too slack. I’ll take ahold of your chin and secure it in place for you.
|I cnfnhg lhgjhs. (I can’t eat like this.)|
|Keep your mouth shut while you’re eating.|
(I came all this way to Night Raven College so I could become a strong, really cool mage, but…)
(All the people in the dorm I was assigned to are so annoying about appearances and customs…)
(This is the total opposite of the manliness I’d been dreaming about before I enrolled here!)
Whrs gnhung hpen fmnnon? (What’s gonna happen from now on…?)
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