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where: campus, near faculty housing but close enough to the campus proper and town to let anyone be there. when: early night-time whom: open (anyone who isn't already at the uncommons gathering)
The days were getting longer and the temperatures were starting to plummet. Marienne loved fall and everything it had to offer, and while some of the days on campus were still a bit stifling in their heat she found the nights were trending more towards her favored type: cool and fresh.
Ian had had some meeting to go to that night, so she'd wandered from their small place with Verona in her arms, hoisted high upon her hip and carried as precious as she was. She didn't often go out alone with her daughter, but it was such a nice night that she felt like Verona could use the fresh air as much as she could.
They stayed to the street lights near the faculty housing and Marienne was hyper-aware of everything around her, making sure not to step anywhere that was not in view of a security camera or people nearby.
Why? Because Marienne knew on a level that she couldn't truly explain to anyone else (but was trying to figure out how to explain to her husband) that something was not right on the Yale campus. She wouldn't let it deter her from living her life, however, because she could very well be wrong.
She wasn't. But she could have been.
As she steps into the relative darkness between two streetlights, she hears a noise off to the side and darts her eyes towards the darkness, as if staring long enough will adjust her vision to that. She moves over to stand in the street-light before looking towards the darkness again, "Hello?"
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➽ lux et veritas! welcome to yale, ( MARIENNE HUGO ). you’re a ( PROFESSOR ), aren’t you? your form says you’re ( 31 ), go by ( SHE/HER ), and excel in ( PHILOSOPHY ). but looking back at your college essay, i’d describe you as ( THE SMELL IN THE AIR BEFORE A STORM; A STRING WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER; SOFT CASHMERE BLANKETS; DEEP THOUGHT AND DEEPER GAZES ). keep out of the shadows!
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full name:  marienne louise hugo neé harris nickname:  mari, ri, lou name meaning:  liberty/equality affiliation: none (uncommons eventually) age:  thirty-one date of birth:  november 27 star sign:  sagittarius place of birth:  athens, georgia current location:  new haven, connecticut gender:  cis-female pronouns:  she/her sexual orientation:  demisexual religion:  philosopher occupation:  philosophy professor family:  john harris (father), marie harris (mother), TBA Harris (younger sibling, WC), TBA Harris (younger sibling, WC), ian hugo (husband), verona hugo (daughter) education level:  graduated from yale with a masters degree in philosophy living arrangements:  cheap faculty housing near campus with ian hugo and verona hugo financial status:  middle-class spoken languages:  english, latin, greek, mandarin personality:  (-) dogged, easily distracted, flippant (+) intelligent, loyal, passionate
inspiration.
bio.
marienne was born in athens, georgia to her parents john and marie.
she has two younger siblings (both of whom are WC and genderless until taken up)
she was always a smart, precocious, and sometimes too invasive child.
the wonders of the universe have always fascinated her.
she worked very hard in school to get things done and make a path for herself.
her dream was to study philosophy at yale and she succeeded in that dream thanks to opportunities afforded to her by her hard work.
after attending yale and graduating with a masters in philosophy she spent a lot of time studying and learning.
eventually she applied for a professor position at yale and with the right certification was hired on.
she met Ian Hugo during the beginning of her teaching years, having sat with him at a coffee shop by happenstance and ranted for a long time about philosophy, so much so that he was forced to just stare in awe of the amount she was getting out (and the fact that he was a bit smitten)
she noticed this after a bit and laughed it off, offering him a chance to talk about his passions (which he did, teaching her more about literature outside of the philosophy books she trended towards) and after that they formed a close friendship.
it didn’t take long for them to end up on an actual date, and from there romance blossomed. Ian was a part of the uncommons but marienne had (and has) no idea as of yet.
the two were married a few years in to their relationship and have been together since.
they have a young daughter named Verona who is the spitting image of the them put together (and a little bit a potato because all babies look like potatoes)
marienne’s curiosity has drawn the attention of the uncommons and they now have designs on recruiting her and want her husband to help. 
she has never once believed that everything is hunky dory at yale and has long suspected SOMETHING. maybe not demons (though she’s open to the possibility) but something was very wrong with the school.
these are just quick notes I have a lot more in my head sksksk
wanted connections.
best friend — obviously her husband is her best friend for all intents and purposes, but generally you need someone outside of that that you bounce ideas off of. Can be any adult around her age from town or the university (professor or not) and I’d really be tickled if they were secretly a demon and she hadn’t like gotten suspicious at all yet! This is the person she goes to when stuff is tough (this is a WC on the main but can be filled in game if someone really wants to)
younger siblings — both were able to get into Yale, one is more thrilled about it than the other, but Marienne leaves her home open to both of them to come and go as they please. Whatever their affiliation, it doesn’t matter. Gender doesn’t matter. It’s a WC on the main!
coffee buddy — someone who likes when Marienne gets on a tear about philosophy. It could be one of her students or another professor or anyone in between, but they meet up for coffee once or twice a week and ask Marienne questions for her to be able to ramble on for a bit.
rival — professional or otherwise, this person just doesn’t like Marienne. Whether they were into Ian and she ended up with him, whether they think her class is ridiculous in the grand scheme of things (and are firmly grounded in their thoughts), or whether they just straight up don’t like her for whatever reason, they’ve formed a rivalry with Marienne which she feels, and while she doesn’t go out of her way to participate, she won’t sit back and be abused either.
anything and everything, just hmu if you have ideas.
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Whenever someone dies, a part of the universe dies too. Everything a person felt, experience and saw dies with them, like tears in the rain. ― Paulo Coelho, The Winner Stands Alone
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“Why are we worn out? Why do we, who start out so passionate, brave, noble, believing, become totally bankrupt by the age of thirty or thirty-five? Why is it that one is extinguished by consumption, another puts a bullet in his head, a third seeks oblivion in vodka, cards, a fourth, in order to stifle fear and anguish, cynically tramples underfoot the portrait of his pure, beautiful youth? Why is it that, once fallen, we do not try to rise, and, having lost one thing, we do not seek another? Why?”
— Anton Chekhov, “The Complete Short Novels”
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SCREAMING I LOVE HER SHE LOOKS SO GOOD
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“The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.”
—Anais Nin
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You get a strange feeling when you're about to leave a place. Like you'll not only miss the people you love but you'll miss the person you are now at this time and this place because you'll never be this way ever again.
- Azar Nafisi // Reading Lolita in Tehran
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Abandoned House At Dusk, Perce, Gaspesie, Quebec
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Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, “Critical Articles: Introduction”, Collected Works in Fifteen Volumes, vol 11 (via philosophybits)
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[Housework] is undoubtedly a great blessing, too, because it keeps me sane, it forces me to live a regular life & is in general good for me although I curse it every day.
Ludwig Wittgenstein, “Letter to Lee Malcolm (5 June 1948)” (via philosophybits)
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ERINN WESTBROOK ph. by Zach Fernandez for Schön! Magazine April 2022
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