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daybreakacademy2019-03-01 09:58 am
inflictwounds) wrote in daybreakacademy2019-03-01 09:58 am
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Who: Hieke & OPEN
What: Setting up some security (?) and practical lessons.
Where: Around campus! In the classroom!
When: Early March
Warnings: Self-inflicted injury in the classroom prompt. I’m sorry Hieke’s like this.
a little bit of caution; around campus
[At the end of February, Hieke has an idea. It’s a perhaps questionable idea, but it’s one he takes and runs with.
Sigils.
Daemon-summoning sigils, specifically. They’re easy enough to craft, easier to use, and get installed in various hot spots around the campus. The training grounds, the dorms, even the cafetiera and some hallways have sigils.
Each is marked with a sign - “Use in case of emergency.”
What entails an emergency? Well, that’s up to you.]
thrown to the wind; the classroom ((reiterating warnings for self-harm!))
[This class starts the same as any other. Hieke’s already leaning against his desk, patiently waiting for students to file in. Particularly keen-eyed students might notice the desk is completely empty except for…
A dagger.]
Alright! Today’s class is going to be a little bit different. We’ve done a lot of talking about theories when it comes to healing, but theories only go so far to get you prepared. What we need is something a bit more practical.
[He straightens up, taking the knife in hand. It’s an elaborate dagger - the blade is carved and the handle is dotted with gems - and Hieke holds it like he’s held it countless times before.]
We could go out into the Outlands or to a nearby hospital - but one of those is dangerous and another one would give away too many secrets, so your patient for today will be… Me. All you need to do is mend the cut.
[What cut? Why, the one he slices into himself at that statement.]
But don’t worry. If you don’t manage anything, it’s not that deep.
[But it’s definitely deep enough to bleed.]
one year older; the infirmary
[There’s a moment on March 1st where Hieke is out of the infirmary - called away on an emergency. A personal emergency. Because, yes, he has his own life outside of this school.
So anyone who wanders in will get quite a peculiar sight - a mushroom, about a foot tall, trying to lift a plate onto Hieke’s desk. It seems to have made a set of stairs out of boxes and books, and is pushing and pulling the plate (which has a cake, of all things, on it) up the stairs. It has very, very spindly arms, so it’s kind of a struggle.
A second mushroom is standing by the door, and it wobbles for a moment before letting out a few alarmed spores.
Whatever it is you’ve walked in on, something’s up.]
What: Setting up some security (?) and practical lessons.
Where: Around campus! In the classroom!
When: Early March
Warnings: Self-inflicted injury in the classroom prompt. I’m sorry Hieke’s like this.
a little bit of caution; around campus
[At the end of February, Hieke has an idea. It’s a perhaps questionable idea, but it’s one he takes and runs with.
Sigils.
Daemon-summoning sigils, specifically. They’re easy enough to craft, easier to use, and get installed in various hot spots around the campus. The training grounds, the dorms, even the cafetiera and some hallways have sigils.
Each is marked with a sign - “Use in case of emergency.”
What entails an emergency? Well, that’s up to you.]
thrown to the wind; the classroom ((reiterating warnings for self-harm!))
[This class starts the same as any other. Hieke’s already leaning against his desk, patiently waiting for students to file in. Particularly keen-eyed students might notice the desk is completely empty except for…
A dagger.]
Alright! Today’s class is going to be a little bit different. We’ve done a lot of talking about theories when it comes to healing, but theories only go so far to get you prepared. What we need is something a bit more practical.
[He straightens up, taking the knife in hand. It’s an elaborate dagger - the blade is carved and the handle is dotted with gems - and Hieke holds it like he’s held it countless times before.]
We could go out into the Outlands or to a nearby hospital - but one of those is dangerous and another one would give away too many secrets, so your patient for today will be… Me. All you need to do is mend the cut.
[What cut? Why, the one he slices into himself at that statement.]
But don’t worry. If you don’t manage anything, it’s not that deep.
[But it’s definitely deep enough to bleed.]
one year older; the infirmary
[There’s a moment on March 1st where Hieke is out of the infirmary - called away on an emergency. A personal emergency. Because, yes, he has his own life outside of this school.
So anyone who wanders in will get quite a peculiar sight - a mushroom, about a foot tall, trying to lift a plate onto Hieke’s desk. It seems to have made a set of stairs out of boxes and books, and is pushing and pulling the plate (which has a cake, of all things, on it) up the stairs. It has very, very spindly arms, so it’s kind of a struggle.
A second mushroom is standing by the door, and it wobbles for a moment before letting out a few alarmed spores.
Whatever it is you’ve walked in on, something’s up.]
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