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Who: Kano & OTA
What: magic practice, pettiness, finals
Where: Lumière, greenhouse, library
When: mid-month, before finals
Warnings: self-harm for prompt i., none expected for the rest
Notes: details of Kano's new Fey Contract can be found on his app
i. Lumière dormitory rooftop
[ Fey magic is a really... terrible, horrible, no good, very bad idea. But Kano is determined to make it work, this new Contract that he'd forged a couple of days ago, but it's just so different from his usual illusion magic that he'd worked ten whole years to get to the point where he is now, illusions seamless and effortless compared to him staring at his arm right now wondering what he's doing wrong?
Because his arm is bleeding, a bloody knife on his lap while he pokes at the wound with his other hand and it just comes back bloody, him wincing because it hurts and why isn't the magic working? There's nothing intuitive about this at all, and he has no idea how he's supposed to make it work, with the magic supposed to be healing and dulling pain but it's just doing the opposite for him, the pain making it hard to keep a smile on his face, and making him feel like crying a little.
With a sigh, he waves hand over the bleeding cut instead of touching it, and it disappears— simply masked underneath an illusion, but it's still there while he tries to figure out how to do this, preferably before he bleeds out.
It won't come to it, though. He has three years worth of band-aids stocked up, and he knew they would be useful someday. ]
ii. campus, on the way to the greenhouse or inside
[ But you know what always makes up for terrible days? Even more terrible ideas to get your mind off previous ones. This one isn't that bad, though, because it's something that'll have positive long-term consequences. Probably.
Anyways, it's Kano with long sleeves and pants and winter gloves and the hood of his jacket pulled over his head and eyes and also a bandanna over the rest of his face so he can have as little skin showing as possible. It isn't all because of botched healing practice, though, it's because he's lugging around a three gallon plastic jug in his arms— you know, one of those large plastic containers twice the size of your head that you can buy cheese balls in, but instead of cheese balls, it's bees.
It's a jar full of bees.
He had to ship them to a PO in town and then lug them all the way back to campus; this insect purchasing restriction is really an awful pain. ]
iii. library
[ But also, anyways, it's almost finals and while Kano did surprisingly okay on his midterms, he's got to do slightly more okay on his finals too, because exam scored are literally all that's carrying his grades without the homework to pad it.
So the library it is... Books, his arch nemesis... Him, sitting at one of the open study areas with a stack of brand new text books in front of him that barely look touched, a mug of something on the table that's a dark dark red to the point that it's almost black and also has four tea bags sitting inside it that's steeped so long the tea is no longer steaming, and also hands clamped over his ears like he's trying to block out ambient noise, or massage away a headache, or give himself a headache so he can go hang out in the infirmary for the next two weeks and not do finals.
Why does Daybreak have to be a school??? Schools suck. ]
What: magic practice, pettiness, finals
Where: Lumière, greenhouse, library
When: mid-month, before finals
Warnings: self-harm for prompt i., none expected for the rest
Notes: details of Kano's new Fey Contract can be found on his app
i. Lumière dormitory rooftop
[ Fey magic is a really... terrible, horrible, no good, very bad idea. But Kano is determined to make it work, this new Contract that he'd forged a couple of days ago, but it's just so different from his usual illusion magic that he'd worked ten whole years to get to the point where he is now, illusions seamless and effortless compared to him staring at his arm right now wondering what he's doing wrong?
Because his arm is bleeding, a bloody knife on his lap while he pokes at the wound with his other hand and it just comes back bloody, him wincing because it hurts and why isn't the magic working? There's nothing intuitive about this at all, and he has no idea how he's supposed to make it work, with the magic supposed to be healing and dulling pain but it's just doing the opposite for him, the pain making it hard to keep a smile on his face, and making him feel like crying a little.
With a sigh, he waves hand over the bleeding cut instead of touching it, and it disappears— simply masked underneath an illusion, but it's still there while he tries to figure out how to do this, preferably before he bleeds out.
It won't come to it, though. He has three years worth of band-aids stocked up, and he knew they would be useful someday. ]
ii. campus, on the way to the greenhouse or inside
[ But you know what always makes up for terrible days? Even more terrible ideas to get your mind off previous ones. This one isn't that bad, though, because it's something that'll have positive long-term consequences. Probably.
Anyways, it's Kano with long sleeves and pants and winter gloves and the hood of his jacket pulled over his head and eyes and also a bandanna over the rest of his face so he can have as little skin showing as possible. It isn't all because of botched healing practice, though, it's because he's lugging around a three gallon plastic jug in his arms— you know, one of those large plastic containers twice the size of your head that you can buy cheese balls in, but instead of cheese balls, it's bees.
It's a jar full of bees.
He had to ship them to a PO in town and then lug them all the way back to campus; this insect purchasing restriction is really an awful pain. ]
iii. library
[ But also, anyways, it's almost finals and while Kano did surprisingly okay on his midterms, he's got to do slightly more okay on his finals too, because exam scored are literally all that's carrying his grades without the homework to pad it.
So the library it is... Books, his arch nemesis... Him, sitting at one of the open study areas with a stack of brand new text books in front of him that barely look touched, a mug of something on the table that's a dark dark red to the point that it's almost black and also has four tea bags sitting inside it that's steeped so long the tea is no longer steaming, and also hands clamped over his ears like he's trying to block out ambient noise, or massage away a headache, or give himself a headache so he can go hang out in the infirmary for the next two weeks and not do finals.
Why does Daybreak have to be a school??? Schools suck. ]
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But I'll help you harvest it when there's enough, so just let me know! [He pumps his fist, releasing the flower to spring backwards and possibly knock some bees around. Sorry.]
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Alright, alright, careful! Don't want to make them too mad, before we can get out of here! Maybe this should be our cue to leave~
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Ah--sorry, sorry! [Yuya takes the suggestion to leave, pushing himself to his feet before offering Kano a hand up.] I don't want to mess up your project--it's really cool you're doing this, actually.
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Kano pushes himself off his knees to stand, but takes Yuya's hand anyways— doesn't let go of it after, either, once he's straightened up. ]
Hehe~ I'm excited for the project too~ I hope it'll be a lot of fun for everybody, in the end~
[ It's a no-good project, Yuya, he should know that Kano doesn't do something as nice as rehoming bees just for the heck of it. He's not an animal lover, nor an environmentalist, certainly not a bee fucker hoping to indoctrinate other students with unusual fetishes. ]
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He just wants to believe Kano is having nice hobbies and doing things that aren't dreading the end of the world. Everyone deserves to live like they're human, here.] Uh--yeah! it's nice, letting everyone have fun with something. Those things are really important.
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Mm, yep~ I think so too! [ If not fun, it'll be funny, so really there's no way his plans can go wrong. ]
So, what were you up to when I ran into you? Anything fun I can join in on? Otherwise, I'll pass~
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Oh--yeah. [He puts his other hand over his stomach.] I was just going to get food because I haven't eaten.
[It's probably the afternoon, but he spent most of his day so far with his face pressed into his pillow trying to ignore the pounding in his head. At least, right now, he's pretty sure his familiars aren't near each other.]
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Hm~ Been a while since I thought about food, too. Do you usually eat at the cafeteria? Out in town? Or do you keep snacks in your room?
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[Yuya's easy to distract normally, let alone when his attention is torn in so many directions. So far the hands are forgotten.] I still owe Toki a trip to Soleil, actually, since the mission succeeded... I hope he doesn't think I forgot.
[They're roommates. Toki has probably noticed Yuya not feeling well since that mission.]
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A celebration, huh? Why don't I walk you back to the dorms, and we can see if Toki's hungry and wants to grab lunch with you?
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You mean you're dropping me off? Do you have something planned?
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[ It's a roommate bonding thing, or a friends thing, as far as he's concerned, and he has no part in it. ]
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[He doesn't want it to seem like he's going to just ditch Kano when they were already talking, although--it occurs to him maybe he's saying that for the opposite reason.] But--I mean, I won't stop you if you just want to go!
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Take him out to dinner, Yu~ya. Toki's got a lot going on, probably, so I bet he'd appreciate the distraction and enjoy a fun night!
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He draws his hands back, stuffing them in his pockets.] So... I'll just get some food and go rest in my room for a few more hours. Toki's usually out at this time, anyway.
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[ A whole day ordeal sounds exhausting, honestly, and he really doesn't want to be a part of it. Instead, he glances over at Yuya curiously. ]
What's he usually do during the day, do you know?
[ He imagines Toki stayed home to play with his cat, as he's always there when Kano drop by- disguised or not- but it's been a long time since he'd done that. ]
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[He's never really asked, but maybe he should? It's been a little weird where they've talked about some of their very personal experiences but also don't keep up with each other's day-to-day.]
Do you... really want me to go hang out with Toki right now, or is it just an excuse? [It comes out slowly, because he won't blame it for being an excuse. But also, since Kano mentioned he had a lot going on... does Kano know something's happened to Toki he doesn't? Is he worried?]
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Hm... I wouldn't call it an excuse? [ Not really. But the reasoning is complicated, and he'd rather not talk about it, so he just gives Yuya a shrug, and turns away from anything that may or not be up. ]
But if Toki's busy, there's nothing to do about it until he comes home, right? Why don't you invite me over for snacks, and you can teach me cards and keep me company?
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He told Michael he doesn't focus on the past, but the truth is those old mistakes always pile up and make him afraid of making new ones.]
You don't have to do it for my sake, so... I'll text you, and if I'm not doing anything with Toki you can just come over if you want. Otherwise, it's really fine!
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Hm... Things aren't always for one person's sake or another's. I'll have a good time either way, so I'll wait for your text, or sleep through the evening. I have no plans, after all?
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Okay. [Yuya ducks his head a little, taking a step back.] Then... I'm going to get food, but I'll see you later?
[Later is vague, and that's just where Yuya keeps it. If he thinks he'd have a good time with Yuya, that makes him a little more hopeful he's not just being annoying. But with anyone besides Gongenzaka and Nana, it's hard to shake the feeling when he's not giving his best.]
Bye. [Yuya waves, turning to go to the cafeteria with the assumption Kano won't be following.
He'll send a text less than an hour later, once he's returned to his room with treats and found it Tokiless. Just a short invitation he can come by, and then Yuya curls up at his desk with Kuroko to watch movies on his phone.]
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But two hours after Yuya first sent the text, there's a simultaneous knock/jiggling of the doorknob at the bedroom door, because Kano never figured out when the door is locked and when it isn't. Yuya never does get a text message confirming Kano coming over. ]
Yu~ya! Are you in? It's Kano! I've come over to play~!! Or maybe you're not in right now? Have you gone out?
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He slowly lifts his head when he hears Kano, and then jerks up suddenly and gently pushes Kuroko out of his lap so he can--first he slaps his face, rubbing his eyes to make sure he looks more focused than he feels.]
I'm still here! [Then he opens the door, offering Kano a welcoming smile.] I just finished a movie, so you picked a good time.
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[ Yuya can pretend to be focused all he wants, but there are still tell-tales signs, the exhaustion in his eyes, the stiffness in which he walks. He thinks maybe he shouldn't have been so pushy about Yuya going out with Toki or hanging out with him; people should just spend their days off with a good meal and a fourteen hour nap. ]
But alright~ Where were your cards again? —Hi Kuroko!— Were they in your desk?
[ He places a hand on Yuya's shoulder to turn him around so he can dig out his playing cards, but at the same time, Kano tries his hand again on that healing magic the Fey had promised him. Not healing any open wounds, but... dulling pain, clearing out a headache to make it easier to think, making one's limbs feel a little less heavy, little things like that he can't know if it works like that because he's not the one feeling it, but it can't hurt to at least try. If nothing comes of it, it's what he expected anyways. ]
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Kuroko yawns and stretches, giving Kano a slow blink before weaving between them to hop onto the table by the windowsill where the fish tank no longer sits.]
No, I'm really okay--[He insists as he's turned around and takes the guidance to the desk as he starts to open the drawer for his cards.
He stops halfway through, though, when he feels the pain start to ebb away. Unnaturally so, not in a bad way but it's too sudden to think it's his tolerance to the two of them building up. And Kano's hands are still on his shoulders.
He looks over his shoulder at him, wide-eyed with curiosity and his tone questioning for an answer.] Kano...?
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