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daybreakacademy2019-03-17 11:29 pm
suddenlybees) wrote in 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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[ The hesitation here is because Kano doesn't actually know what somebody's supposed to be feeling, because it's not a magic he's been successful yet at casting on himself to know what it feels like. Apparently, he can make headaches go away, but it looks more like he's giving Héctor a headache just by existing, and he can't know if the man's so-called illness is something that comes with pain that can be alleviated either.
He continues to hold onto his hand. ]
I was hoping you could tell me! Maybe something warm? Ah- but if you're embarrassed, that doesn't count!
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Lo siento. I don't feel any different than I usually do. I just feel your hand. What kind of spell are you going for here? It is a spell right? or some power? I might be able to describe better or explain things if I know what you're trying to do.
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[ Instead of asking permission this time, he just goes ahead and stands on the tips of his toes so he can reach up and pat Héctor on the head. THIS WORKED FOR YUYA, OKAY. Maybe he's just making fun of him now, who knows. ]
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If... if this is something that's meant to help me, it might be that I'm, uh, a little difficult to work on. I've been this way for a long time now. You know how some things are easier to fix right away? Or just the fact that it's sort of a big vague thing. What I mean is, it might not be you or what you're trying to do, that's the problem.
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Haha, how frustrating! You sure are difficult, Héctor!! I don't think you'll tell me exactly what's wrong, and then I could maybe figure out how to help?
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...Sorry. I appreciate the offer, but it's kind of a difficult thing to talk about. Maybe... maybe some other time. It's really not very defined anyway, nothing common, so I don't know that there's anything to be done at the moment.
I'll get your money to Señor Ekkehardt. You don't have to worry about me.
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I see, alright~ Don't give up, Héctor~ There's nothing I can do, in the end, but if it's Ekkehardt, he'll figure it out eventually, so I'm not worried about you at all!
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He smiles for that, though to say Ekkehardt would figure it out, that's a suffocating sort of feeling he's got to push right back. It manages to mar his smile somewhat but not too badly. He's not sure he'll even tell Ekkehardt where his path leads yet. That is something he definitely doubts can be helped.
At last, he rises up.]
Thank you, Kano. Always good to have a little hope. Try to look after yourself too, yeah? The laser eyes might come easier if you don't force it.
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I always do~ When I figure out the laser eyes, yours will be the first door I burn down, so look forward to it~!
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I'm never telling you where to find my room! But I'll stop by for whatever bonfire you create!
[With that, he'll hobble on off to Ekkehardt.]
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I'll burn down your entire dorm, so you won't miss my bonfire!!!!!
[ BYE
now he's got to go research laser eyes too, so he can make this happen ]