Ken Amada (
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daybreakacademy2019-03-12 02:36 am
[Open] Adjusting
Who: Ken & YOU
What: Vengeful child tries to adjust to school life.
Where: Around Campus
When: First week of March
Warnings: N/A
A. Moving In (Student Dorms)
Ken looks down at multiple papers, his gaze intense as if glaring a whole through it would give him the answers that he sought. He only recently arrived, his father's friend giving him a simple good luck and a hair ruffle which Ken quickly did his best to fix. Ken knows that he's only really here to hone his abilities but he's onto what the older man really wants him to do. But Ken won't allow himself to get distracted from his goals. He will become better and he will avenge his mother. What he's supposed to do after that? Well, that's only for him to know.
Ken is so deep in his thoughts that he isn't aware that he bumps into someone before it's too late. Ken is quick to get into a defensive fighting position before he relaxes when he realizes he isn't under attack. "Oh, I apologize." Ken says, his stance relaxing into something relaxed. "I wasn't watching where I was going."
B. Misunderstanding (The Quad - Courtyard)
Anyone who walks through the courtyard with a keen eye would see a young man mumbling something to himself. While that is not anything too unusual, the fact the kid is also holding a gun shaped objected aimed right to his chest might cause something that is a bit alarming.
Ken, meanwhile, is unconcerned with how the image may look to an outside party. He has just finished practicing with his spear so he needs to practice with Nemesis next. It's quite taxing keeping her summoned for too long but he's trying to train his body to do so. This will be the third time he's summoned her before he finally gives into exhaustion. Ken breathes heavily as he holds the summoning object to his chest. As long as he focuses, he should be able to do it this time. He's sure of it!
C. Written in the Pages? (Hall of Pythia)
Ken adjusts the pile of books that he has collected over the pass five minutes. They were mostly just titles that caught his eyes, every one thick and heavy. Books on vengeance, familiar magic and prophecies. And there may have been some comic books slipped in the large pile as well but Ken would be quick to admit that he would have no possible idea of how they got there. You know. Like a liar! Or, well, at least like a kid not wanting to admit that he reads such childish things...
Turns out the tactic of picking up random books and trying to carry them is a bad idea. Because it only takes Ken's shoe string to get caught underneath his other foot before him and his tower of books come crashing down. He groans, slowly observing the mess that he's made. Yeah, definitely a bad idea. Ken sucks in a breath before he begins picking them up, doing his best to push down the embarrassed pinkness in his cheeks.
D. Eating Time (The Great Hall)
This place is still new to Ken. Is it odd that, despite being among people who are like him, he still feels out of place? Maybe it is because he isn't experiencing the same thing that the others are going through. While everyone seems so outward and happy, he is the 11-year-old with his eyes set on vengeance and taking out the one who has wronged him the most. Or, maybe there is someone out there that he can relate to but he's took focused on becoming stronger to just notice? Ken take a deep breath, calming his nerves.
As long as he stays polite and kind, nothing could possibly go wrong. Right? Maybe. Ken approaches the first table he sees, a polite smile on his face that feels like it's forcibly plastered there more than anything. "Excuse me." He says. "I'm sorry to interrupt but do you mind if I sit here? My usual spot is taken." The first few days, his spot was a place that no other people seemed to flock to but life just can't catch him a break, can it?
What: Vengeful child tries to adjust to school life.
Where: Around Campus
When: First week of March
Warnings: N/A
A. Moving In (Student Dorms)
Ken looks down at multiple papers, his gaze intense as if glaring a whole through it would give him the answers that he sought. He only recently arrived, his father's friend giving him a simple good luck and a hair ruffle which Ken quickly did his best to fix. Ken knows that he's only really here to hone his abilities but he's onto what the older man really wants him to do. But Ken won't allow himself to get distracted from his goals. He will become better and he will avenge his mother. What he's supposed to do after that? Well, that's only for him to know.
Ken is so deep in his thoughts that he isn't aware that he bumps into someone before it's too late. Ken is quick to get into a defensive fighting position before he relaxes when he realizes he isn't under attack. "Oh, I apologize." Ken says, his stance relaxing into something relaxed. "I wasn't watching where I was going."
B. Misunderstanding (The Quad - Courtyard)
Anyone who walks through the courtyard with a keen eye would see a young man mumbling something to himself. While that is not anything too unusual, the fact the kid is also holding a gun shaped objected aimed right to his chest might cause something that is a bit alarming.
Ken, meanwhile, is unconcerned with how the image may look to an outside party. He has just finished practicing with his spear so he needs to practice with Nemesis next. It's quite taxing keeping her summoned for too long but he's trying to train his body to do so. This will be the third time he's summoned her before he finally gives into exhaustion. Ken breathes heavily as he holds the summoning object to his chest. As long as he focuses, he should be able to do it this time. He's sure of it!
C. Written in the Pages? (Hall of Pythia)
Ken adjusts the pile of books that he has collected over the pass five minutes. They were mostly just titles that caught his eyes, every one thick and heavy. Books on vengeance, familiar magic and prophecies. And there may have been some comic books slipped in the large pile as well but Ken would be quick to admit that he would have no possible idea of how they got there. You know. Like a liar! Or, well, at least like a kid not wanting to admit that he reads such childish things...
Turns out the tactic of picking up random books and trying to carry them is a bad idea. Because it only takes Ken's shoe string to get caught underneath his other foot before him and his tower of books come crashing down. He groans, slowly observing the mess that he's made. Yeah, definitely a bad idea. Ken sucks in a breath before he begins picking them up, doing his best to push down the embarrassed pinkness in his cheeks.
D. Eating Time (The Great Hall)
This place is still new to Ken. Is it odd that, despite being among people who are like him, he still feels out of place? Maybe it is because he isn't experiencing the same thing that the others are going through. While everyone seems so outward and happy, he is the 11-year-old with his eyes set on vengeance and taking out the one who has wronged him the most. Or, maybe there is someone out there that he can relate to but he's took focused on becoming stronger to just notice? Ken take a deep breath, calming his nerves.
As long as he stays polite and kind, nothing could possibly go wrong. Right? Maybe. Ken approaches the first table he sees, a polite smile on his face that feels like it's forcibly plastered there more than anything. "Excuse me." He says. "I'm sorry to interrupt but do you mind if I sit here? My usual spot is taken." The first few days, his spot was a place that no other people seemed to flock to but life just can't catch him a break, can it?

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He gives Ken a sly, knowing smile.
"I also read a lot of shounen manga."
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"Shounen manga, huh. No offense but aren't you a bit too old for that kind of stuff? People might think you're childish."
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"Do I look like someone who cares what people think?"
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Someone being a lot more confident than him with their love for comics? Seems like he doesn't like that. But it's mostly out of jealousy more than anything.
"You really should. Reputation is an important thing. The judgement of other people is powerful."
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"Ah, that's...interesting to hear. It takes a certain kind of person to be able to endure possible ridicule and judgement like that."
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There's some unusual seriousness in the statement, whereas before Ren had generally been fairly playful.
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"That's very insightful. I'm sure the things that pop up in other people's minds when they see you is positive. You carry yourself with pride and just seem like an overall nice person."
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[Ren is perhaps a bit blunt with that statement. He's used to telling the story by now, and something tells him it's relevant here, for some reason]
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[He couldn't believe it! He didn't really seem like the troublemaker type. It must have been the glasses...]
I...see. I guess I can see why people would be quick to judge, then. Would it be okay to ask what happened?
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[He shrugs a bit]
Point is, after that, you realize people are gonna think what they're gonna think. So long as you can look yourself in the mirror, that's what's important.
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I see. That's unfortunate to hear...
[The advice certainly makes sense. Ken understands it. And yet there's still this nagging feeling that he won't be able to follow through with it. He hates the feeling of other people looking down at him. It puts him all out of whack.]
I understand what you're saying Amamiya-san. I-
[He pauses, almost confessing what he truly feels. He pushes it down instead and forces a smile.]
It's a shame that others don't see things that way.
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[Against his better judgement, he decides to ask what he wanted to earlier.]
What is...your favorite shounen manga anyways, Amamiya-san?
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Three Piece, probably.
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[Ken nods. He will say his then. It's a bit embarrassing but...]
I like Dragon Sphere. I like the idea of finding seven spheres and getting to wish for things. And...the heroes constantly beating the bad guys. It's really awesome...
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It's no problem, really. I'm glad you appreciate it...
[Making friends is...weird and odd. He isn't sure how he feels about it yet. Are they even friends? Can they be classified as friends? He doesn't know.]