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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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[ If Nana's going to class, she doesn't need notes, he's the one who needs notes the most. ]
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I can’t pass you notes in a class you don’t fucking go to, now can I, dumbass?
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[ If there's note passing, he will find a way to receive the notes. ]
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[He says, not knowing that after spring break the number of classes they share will be greatly reduced...]
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Ugh, no way. [ He crawls his way over to Maverick's bed to he can lie on something softer than the ground, if he's going to be staying here until these notes are copied over. ]
I never had to go to school before, and I don't plan to. I have the textbooks and stuff, right? It's all in there, and I can learn it myself!
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Yeah, you could. Do you?
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[ Miraculously, somehow, he'd been scraping by... But Daybreak is more lenient than other schools, and he can also pick and choose what subjects he wants, and doesn't have to take six different courses if he doesn't want to. He can just scrape by like this, letting Ricktoria lie on Maverick's notes while Kano doodles little cats in his own notebook. ]
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For all I know, you’re blackmailing your way on up. [But yeah, it wasn’t like Kano wasn’t smart enough to get by... Hm.] It’d boost banana jammer’s mood to see you around more.
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Is Nana-chan upset? Did she say something to you?
[ Being unhappy in general, she doesn't let that on that often, right? ]
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She doesn’t have to be upset to be happy to see you and wanna wrote notes to you in class, you know.
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[ There's only two modes, Maverick, happy and not happy.
But it's also... ughh... People being happy with him just sitting there and doing nothing, that sounds fake. ]
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Okay, sure, fuck what I say because it’s not like I’ve ever been right, or anything.
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That's right, no point in arguing with me, 'cause I'm always right~
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Yeah, that doesn’t at all sound like bullshit. Anyway — do you want me to colorchange your textbooks? I do mine, it’s not a big fucking deal.
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Huh... I'd have to go find my books. [ They're somewhere. But actually- he sits up, fast enough to make Ricktoria fuss at him. ] You don't have to read every single word to change the colors, right? You can do it to whole books at a time without needing to know what's inside?
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Uh -- [that's a weird question????] Read, no... I don't think I've ever done a book completely blind, though.
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[ It would help him out a lot, being able to get through this stupid thick books on daemons and ancient eldritch monsters or whatever he can find from the library. ]
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I fucking guess...?
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[ They're doing it here and now, apparently--
He hops off the bed and walks to a spot in the room, where Maverick's desk sits. ]
My room's arranged a bit differently, but right about here is where the book is. Do your thing~
[ He taps the ground with his foot. Right there. ]
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[THAT'S SO MUCH FURTHER AWAY THAN ANYTHING AND HE CAN'T SEE WHAT HE'S CHANGING AND IT'S ALREADY HARD BECAUSE HE DIDN'T WRITE IT OR KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT AT ALL
oh god he's gonna fail SHIFT THE BLAME]
There's no fucking way you're stupid enough to expect that to work, right?
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[ To both those questions, yes?? If it's just changing colors of things, Kano can do it too— but he can't do it if it's too far away, if he loses sight of it, if somebody punches him in the stomach, so he needs this from Maverick. ]
I need you to be able to do this for me! If it's that much, I'm sure you can do it! It's a book and there's words- umm, the cover is blue, and... Do you know the expanding brain meme?
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Are you saying that's what's on the fucking cover or what you want me to fucking do?
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[ Blue cyborg head. ]
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[but Kano's not budging, so...guess he'll just imagine a book there, all blue and shit with a head on the cover, a couple rooms over... It's hard enough without trying to make it a gradient throughout, and he's already focusing on blue, so that's what he's hoping all the book's ink changes to. Heck, even if the title goes blue, he'll fucking take it at this point. Stupid useless power given to stupid useless him -- ]
This is stupid, I can't even fucking picture what it fucking is you fucking want me to change!
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Just the words to be pretty colors so it doesn't get boring to read! Like... Here, chapter eleven.
[ He has to close his eyes to do this, but then he's reciting: ]
"While there is great diversity among different vertebrate nervous systems, they all share a basic structure: a CNS that contains a brain and spinal cord and a PNS made up of peripheral sensory and motor nerves."
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