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[suddenlybees]

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. ]

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[suddenlybees]

[ ...Haha. He scoots a little away from the bed. ]

Well, yeah, I haven't gotten to copy them yet. Let me hang onto them for another day~

[deuteranope]

[Kano...!]

Then I can't fucking study, can I? [So he slept.] You got twenty-four hours, got it? Now what're the bees doing?

[suddenlybees]

Oh! I'm actually getting twenty four hours??

[ Excuse him while he scoots even further away on the desk, so he can sit sideways on it with his feet up on the surface, Maverick's notebook out and also his own little pocket notebook. He is going to copy these notes here and now, apparently. ]

As for the bees... They look pretty happy here, huh? But it'll be almost dinnertime, so I'll take 'em with me before I go. Do you think your roommate would miss his ants?

[deuteranope]

Pretty sure your grades depend on these fucking notes, at this point... Might as well.

[He's got his one friend, he's gonna do what he can to keep him around, dangit. Even if that one friend is keeping a jar of bees on his desk and could, at any moment, release them because fuck friendship.

Maverick scoffs.]

Uh, yeah. He's a real loser, so he would.

[suddenlybees]

[ Jars of bees are really handy to have around, it's like holding everybody at gunpoint except he can sit and take notes while he does so. ]

Hm... Wouldn't want to make him cry, so I guess I'll have to collect my own from outside instead... Hey, do you want to help me copy these notes? It'll be faster if you helped too?

[deuteranope]

It'll be faster if you take a picture, but studies show you remember the information better if you write it out yourself. You're on your own.

[suddenlybees]

[ He heaves a sigh and stares at the ceiling for a moment, before pulling his phone out of his pocket. ]

I have precious memory space I can't be using up on this stuff, Mav...

[ Goodbye most recent picture of him and Nana, he's got to make room for physics or whatever mundane subject he's copying down rn. ]

[deuteranope]

[wow so much for that relationship ever being a possibility...]

Then write it, dumbass. And use your Pepita-sitting money to get a newer phone.

[suddenlybees]

[ She has the picture on her phone so it's not like it's gone forever, gosh ]

No way, I've got plans for that money! With all the blood, sweat, and tears it took to make that money, I'm going to put it towards something more important!

[deuteranope]

I'm fucking there, I know it isn't a "blood, sweat, and tears" job.

[REMEMBER, THEY WERE BOTH HIRED...]

A cell phone is a much more obtainable goal than a fucking motorbike. It sets you back less, comparatively.

[suddenlybees]

[ And Kano was definitely almost-tears and cold sweat and the only reason there want blood was because he was so careful to not get mauled by the little beast. ]

Oh! Didn't you hear? The goal of the motorbike has been reached~

[deuteranope]

...Huh?

[WHAT

WHEN

WHY

HOW]

Tell me you didn't fucking rob a bank.

[suddenlybees]

I didn't fucking rob a bank.

[ is that convincing at all though ]

[deuteranope]

[........................he holds out his pinkie.]

[suddenlybees]

[ He stares at Maverick's hand, because. haha. ]

Wow, you don't trust me at all, huh?!?! Is my word not good enough?? You know, you'll make a lot of trouble for me if it gets out I'm bound by pinky swears???

[deuteranope]

Just for me, I don't give a fuck about other people.

[Come on!!! Swear to him... He wants to believe, he really does.]

[suddenlybees]

[ hmmm, grumble grumble..... ]

How strict is your definition of a 'bank'? A physical bank, or something like tax evasion?

[deuteranope]

[mmmm...Kano...]

I'm thinking like go in with a gun and make everyone get on the ground, or sneak through the vents and crack the safes to get the body. As long as you didn't do something stupid dangerous and dangerously stupid like that, I'll be okay.

[suddenlybees]

[ ...It would really be so easy to walk into a bank with a fake ski mask and fake gun and make himself look like a burly 40 year old man, but it's a thought that makes Kano laugh and reach out to take Maverick's pinky in his. ]

You're overestimating me, Mav! Really, it's nothing like that~ Nobody was threatened or harmed in any of the transactions, promise~

[deuteranope]

[Oh good. He's not a complete idiot. Mav doesn't have to fight the police. That still leaves a lot of wiggle room for crime, but...a small amount of crime is acceptable. He'd be a hypocrite if he thought otherwise.]

So what the fuck happened? Even with the Pepita money, I thought that would take way longer.

[suddenlybees]

It's not like I just started saving last month, you know? But the saving grace is this: I'm going to take Toki's money~

[ There's no shame about it, either; he needs money for reasons, and Toki has more than he knows what to do with, and Kano doesn't mind being a charity case in this instance. ]

[deuteranope]

[Ah...Toki.]

You found him the day he had that little set-up, huh?

[suddenlybees]

Yep, that's right! He's still gotta play Santa to a couple more people, I think? But after that, the bike is mine~

[deuteranope]

Uhh. Ye-ah, I might've fucked that up for other people. He sorta gave up because life is fucked and then I taught him about reverse pickpocketing? So he's getting rid of money that way, I think.

[suddenlybees]

[ ... ]

Alright, I got two questions. One: does this mean I'm not getting my bike money? and two: how do I get Toki to sneak money into my pockets?