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[hippocarnival]

Who: Yuya and you
Where: Around campus
When: June
What: Yuya practices his other magic, angsts, general June open log
Warnings: possible discussion of trauma and death

[Training Montage | Multiple Days]

[Yuya's been filling a lot more free time than usual around the Legionnaire Quarters. Normally he'd train with Odd-Eyes in the open area, if not the Mythril Cage. But this time he's alone, standing with a concentrated look on his face and his hands outstretched.

A dark aura swirls around him intermittently. He tries to focus it, pushing it forward into the tree. Often, it just explodes wildly out in all directions.

It goes on for hours, until he's exhausted, for days leading up to prom. Sometimes he can't help crumpling in frustration.]

[Misery | Early June]

[Yuya tries to put on a brave face, after the hellish experience of death just the month before. He's forgiven the one responsible, his friends are returned, so he should be able to move on from it.

Of course, it's never that easy. He carries a different sort of weariness now, when he thinks nobody's looking, listless and distracted. It was almost better when he was only tired from the lack of sleep.

That's when he takes to using his abilities to push things around on the tables to distract himself. During class or at lunch hour he tries to be discreet, but the sound of things (maybe your things) hitting the floor is a little obvious.]

[Closed to Valvatorez | Mid Month]

[Yuya knocks on Valvatorez's office during hours, waiting for the cue before he lets himself in. He had the tome cradled in one arm.]

Hi, Professor Valvatorez. I brought your book back... thank you for letting me borrow it.

[He sounds no less nervous than the first time he came about this.]

[Wildcard]

[Or Yuya can be dragged into anyone else's shenanigans. Shop for prom, try not to fail that one class, run laps, etc.]

Comments

Training Montage

[moonlitdancer]

[While Yuya is training, there's a rustling in the branches above him. It grows louder, until Cat Dancer swings upside down from a branch to stare Yuya right in the eyes.]

Nya~!

[hippocarnival]

Whoa! [Yuya jerks his hands back.] Uh... sorry! I didn't know you were up there.

[moonlitdancer]

[She let's out a giggle at Yuya's surprise.]

Of course you didn't, I didn't want you to! My dear Serena mentioned you, so I just had to see what all the fuss was about. But observing only tells you so much, you see.

[hippocarnival]

Oh--you're Cat Dancer! [He leans forward with a grin.] I didn't know there was a fuss. Is she around, or are you on your own?

[moonlitdancer]

[Cat Dancer swings back up, over the branch she was hanging from, and lands back on the ground with a swish of her tail. She lands on her feet, of course.]

It's just me right now, I'm afraid. Serena's still busy moving in. She'll probably be quite cross that I didn't stick around to help, but I just can't help my curiosity.

early june

[alreadyhuman]

[ Vivi is a little too curious, a little too observant, to be entirely comfortable keeping to himself. Especially when he sees someone who doesn't really look all that well.

Is he sick? Or cursed? Haunted? Something else? Rather than ask directly, when a book is pushed towards him on the table, he looks up and pushes it back at Yuya with a small giggle. He doesn't touch it; he's using magic as well, a simple application of force.

See, they're playing a game. It's fine, maybe. ]

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya pauses as the book slides back, slowly glancing up and down.

He flicks his fingers, and the dark aura pushes the book Vivi's way again.]

[alreadyhuman]

[ He gives the book another nudge. ]

Have you already read it? Is that why you're pushing it?

[hippocarnival]

Oh, uh--[He looks down at the title of the book.] No, I was just playing around. With magic.

[He wiggles his fingers for emphasis.]

wildcard!

[transfusionem]

[Adelaide's seen the dragon before, so she's not surprised to see him. It's certainly a lot less shocking seeing him around when he's not fighting off a phoenix.]

Oh, hey!

[She says, like she expects that it understands her. He understood Yuya, though, and seemed to acknowledge what she said before, so she expects he does.]

Is Yuya around or are you just on patrol, huh?

[hippocarnival]

[Odd-Eyes looks up from where he's picking... something from between his teeth with a claw. There's a pause before he lazily shakes his head with a guttural growl.

That means no to... one of those things, or both, since Yuya doesn't seem to be present and Odd-Eyes isn't in any rush.]

[transfusionem]

[Adelaide nods at that, figuring that must mean the familiar is just...doing it's own thing. Whatever that thing may be.]

You feeling any better now that the phoenix is gone?

[She's not...going to get an answer she can understand, but. Maybe she will?]

[hippocarnival]

[Another throaty growl in response. It doesn't sound angry at least, so that's something.

Odd-Eyes shifts up a little, leaning over Adelaide and sniffing her.]

[arcadianvampire]

[Of course, once Yuya came by with his book, he very quickly beckoned the boy inside and motioned for him to close the door for privacy.]

Ah, no trouble at all, lad. You're welcome. Was it of any help to you?

[Though, judging by Yuya's demeanor, Valvatorez had his immediate doubts about that.]

[hippocarnival]

A little, yeah. [Yuya closes the door with his foot before approaching to set the book on Valvatorez's desk. He sits down in one of the chairs across from it.]

I learned a lot more about daemons and, uh. demonic things. [He rubs the back of his neck.] And I got some recordings of my dreams, like you asked.

[He fidgets with his phone while he pulls it out to open up the notes.] I was wondering... is it possible for someone to get memories or--something from a daemon that's possessing them or...

[Or whatever this could be.]

[arcadianvampire]

[Valvatorez turns his eyes to the book for a brief moment, before looking back to Yuya and setting aside his pen. The vampire's expression was immediately thoughtful as the young man spoke about his conditions. If anything, he seemed more troubled than ever.]

...Yes, that's highly possible. That's part of why I asked you to catalogue dreams and other things. They sometimes can be insightful for this sort of reason. While dreams can sometimes be how Seers operate, it can be a little different when it's daemonic in nature.

What sorts of things did you see?

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya looks down at his phone. At least he doesn't have to make eye contact.] Something about traitors. That they'd pay, and I... someone tried demanding to be let out. It wasn't all angry--some of it was sad, like... begging for help.

[He worries over his lip.] And there was... that place we went to, Shimohama? It felt like...

[He stops, starts and stops again trying to get the words out.] It felt. Familiar. Like deja vu, b-but I know I've never been that far south before!

[betheman]

[It's been a while since he's seen Yuuya train. Gongenzaka tends to do his training alone after all, and lately he hasn't exactly been avoiding the other...but he Has had a lot on his mind.

But it's time to man up about it all, and track him down, and-

Woah.

Gongenzaka finds Yuuya somewhat early in the month, but it's to the sight of the dark aura swirling around the other. For some reason, he finds himself thinking of that conversation back in Japan....

But he shakes it off, instead shouting-] Auh...Yuuya!

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya stops, the aura dissipating as he turns to Gongenzaka with mild surprise.] Oh... hi!

[He wiggles his fingers loose before he waves.]

[betheman]

Auh! [Yes. Hi. Um....Gongenzaka waves, but also blinks.] What was...

[The aura stuff?]

[hippocarnival]

... What was what? [Gongenzaka is going to need to be clearer, because Yuya doesn't have the first idea what's strange to him.]

Training Montage

[unpocoloco]

[The thing about waking in the nights and doing his work then, he can tell right off when someone's been going too long simply because, by the time he runs into them, they'll still be going.]

Getting a little late, Chamaco.

[That darkness explodes out again, but he's just far back enough that it doesn't reach him. He flinches, but only mildly.]

You okay there?

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya stops immediately when he hears the voice, rubbing his eyes before he turns around to face them.]

Uh, yeah. Hi, Hector. [He waves with a weak grin.] What time is it? I didn't think I was practicing that long.

[unpocoloco]

[He notices that non-answer there, don't think he doesn't.]

Hola, Yuya. I don't have the time on me but I think considering that I'm up it's almost certainly late.

What are you practicing out here?

[hippocarnival]

Magic. Uh, but not with Odd-Eyes. I wanted to learn to use something else, without having to rely on my familiar all the time. And I'm already okay with energy magic, so...

[He gestures to hits target. It's all reasonable, although he's taking a really intense approach practicing from sun up to sun down.]