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daybreakacademy2020-08-06 05:04 pm
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{Proposal: Apply at Daybreak Academy} [open]
Who: Nines, anyone who runs into him
What: So thanks mostly to Lia, Nines is now working at the Academy! His luggage is 80% computers by volume and he is a tiny shrimp.
Where: Lumiere Dorms mostly
When: Early August
Warnings: None planned, but 9S does have his own warnings that can come up!
[He still can't really believed he agreed to this, but, well. Lia made several good points and if some of his trackers were right, it's possible YoRHa had managed to track him down so....honestly going to Europe? Not the worst idea he's ever had.
That would belong to "refusing to call ahead and arrange for help getting his luggage up to his assigned dorm because his luggage is mostly computers and he doesn't trust people to carry them". Despite being 5'2". In his boots. And having the physical strength of a particularly weak child. His rideshare at least got them out of the car, but now he's standing in the middle of the academy grounds, staring at the map of the academy on his phone and wondering how the hells he's going to get 100+ pounds of computer up to the fourth floor.]
What: So thanks mostly to Lia, Nines is now working at the Academy! His luggage is 80% computers by volume and he is a tiny shrimp.
Where: Lumiere Dorms mostly
When: Early August
Warnings: None planned, but 9S does have his own warnings that can come up!
[He still can't really believed he agreed to this, but, well. Lia made several good points and if some of his trackers were right, it's possible YoRHa had managed to track him down so....honestly going to Europe? Not the worst idea he's ever had.
That would belong to "refusing to call ahead and arrange for help getting his luggage up to his assigned dorm because his luggage is mostly computers and he doesn't trust people to carry them". Despite being 5'2". In his boots. And having the physical strength of a particularly weak child. His rideshare at least got them out of the car, but now he's standing in the middle of the academy grounds, staring at the map of the academy on his phone and wondering how the hells he's going to get 100+ pounds of computer up to the fourth floor.]
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[And he's a scrawny boy, so he'll point out the boxes that can go on the bottom and...probably let Lia do this because Lia is a magical girl with super strength who can lift the big boxes onto the cart.]
Thank God for elevators...
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No kidding. Could you imagine if we had to get these up the stairs?
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[With her having a level of strength that matches her appearance perfectly, Becky isn't able to lift any of the heavier things. So, initially, it's mostly Lia, but once they get to the less-heavy things, Becky starts picking up stuff as Nines points out what should go next and then handing it up to Lia to find a spot to put it, sparing her the effort of continuing to turn back and forth.]
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There!
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Alright, now to get this taken inside.
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It takes a little bit for Becky to get the cart moving—it's pretty heavy now with everything loaded onto it—and she's not going to object if Lia snatches the handle away from her somewhere along the way, but now they're moving toward the dorms.]
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So you're Becky?
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[Murmured as she takes the handle for the cart. Might as well.]
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Yeah. And you're Nines, right? [Already knowing her name isn't a surprise; she assumes that Lia had previously mentioned her to him, much like how Lia had mentioned him to her.]
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[And she's so nonchalant about it, too.]
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But yeah, she usually doesn't not tell me stuff. [They've known each other for years, but also, Becky's a frequent (too frequent) volunteer at the academy's infirmary, so mentioning that kind of thing to her is generally a given as it's something that she might need to be aware of somewhere down the line.]
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[Says the guy casually scanning Lia's phone.]
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[...]
Also? That's real rich coming from you, Mr. Reads Texts That Aren't His.
[Just saying.]
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What.
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[Sorry, Becky.]
It's just a thing I can do. I don't do it often.
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Point is, I wasn't gonna keep something like that from someone it was potentially relevant to.
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And at this point, they're reaching the building. The girl goes on ahead to make sure that the door stays open for the others to get through with that cart, and soon enough it'll be time to take the elevator. Again.
She debates telling them that she'll take the stairs and meet them up there, and she decides against it, sticking by them once they're inside instead of heading off in her own direction.]
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[Nines is just arguing to argue at this point, really, and he does remember to maybe be polite and thank Becky when she gets the door for them. It's just a muttered "thanks" but hey.]
What room are you two in, anyway?
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We're right next door to you in 403!
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Instead, she follows up Lia's answer to point something else out:]
There's only a couple other people on our floor right now, so we've pretty much taken over the floor's kitchen area. [Because cooking club things, plus anything they decide to do on the side.] If you see anything in the fridge that doesn't have a label on it saying who or what it's for, it's probably fair game. Ask if you're not sure.
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[Someone has a weird food allergy, okay.]
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