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daybreakacademy2019-03-17 11:29 pm
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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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[oh oops that was louder than he intended, BUT WHAT!!!! He's definitely distracted from all that serious bullshit now.]
What the actual fuck! Do you got dirt on him, or something?
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Haha, of course I do~ I've got dirt on most everybody on campus, after all~
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[...he says with a smirk, like he's not terrified that Kano Knows Something.]
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The snakebite piercings are incriminating, and Maverick provided it himself. ]
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He closes his eyes a second like that will shut down the outburst that so desperately wants to come out in response, then goes back to his grin and a shrug.]
Hey, free advertising.
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[ Don't make me make this my next network post........... ]
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[ The phone clatters to the ground and slides across the floor and doesn't break because it's indestructible, and Kano lunges after it before Maverick realizes that the smarter thing to do would have been to confiscate the phone entirely. ]
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I will destroy you if you even think about making a post like that.
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[ He's easy enough to pick up, even though he's also not thinking right now and goes to jab his elbows into Maverick's stomach to make him let go, except that's his bad elbow and he can feel his arm bleeding again and maybe he'll just make Ekkehardt stitch it up so it can stop. ]
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Stop that! Fucking use your brain, or you're never gonna heal, dumbass. Even minimal activity will do!
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Alright, minimal activity.
[ He'll lie here and never leave unless Maverick drags him across the floor and throws him out. ]
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I want you to be aware that I'm showing great restraint by not sitting on you, and you should be grateful.
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Thanks for not breaking my spine, Mav, you're a real pal. ...Do you think if I break my spine I'll get extra time to make up exams?
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One, that wouldn't fucking break your spine, fucking thanks. I don't weigh that much. Two, probably, but you might lose function of your fucking legs, so you might as well go to the exam and guess.
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Hm~ I guess that's that. But I'm not going to guess— why would I need to, when I have your notes?
[ He'll have a cheat sheet with him, obviously. ]
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[ You're also hurting yourself, Mav, don't do this to him. ]
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[Plus he's been studying them for a while now, as one is supposed to do with notes.]
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[ Not until you make the words come back! The 24-hour timer is on pause until he gets his words. ]
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Ask nicely~ and actually study~
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[ It's terrible when Kano does it and even worse when he hears somebody else do it. It's infuriating, the worst, the sort of reason he wants to get out of other people but when it's turned on him, it's sucks!! ]
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Don't like the taste of your own medicine, huh? Alright, let's hear it.
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