more notes from RD ~

not 100% fixed on the translation for this one. i mostly like it, but i'm not sure about the second line (whether it's not too slangy). i may change it to something more simple, like: j'ai pris une claque. thank you to imtboo and keigan

He had two black eyes in the process of healing. By the lack of swelling and the discoloration from pale green to royal purple, it was certain the impact which caused them had occurred a considerable while ago. It was also clear that the bruises were the result of trauma to the bridge of the nose and forehead, which had resulting in a bleeding outward from beneath the brow.

"Qu'est-il arrivé à ton visage?" Anselm asked.

"Je me suis fait passer à tabac," he replied.

"Pourquoi?"

"J'étais une cible de choix."

another RD note for the day ~

Father Foyet always looked harried when Anselm darkened his doorway. Anselm never stepped foot in his office unless there was trouble and if it was a student at the heart of that trouble, he found it especially odious to deal with. He hoped in vain that this was not the case that day, but was disappointed as expected. There was a problem with one of the first year candidates.

"Réjean Davignon," Foyet repeated the name absently. "C’est qui?"