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Who: Adelaide & You!
When: June
Where: Around campus & Soleil
What: Recovering from the stress of May, prom preparation, and a birthday!
Warnings: Potential references to the Kagerou plot (so death, injury, etc), but that should be about it.

early june;
[May was...a lot. More than she was expecting it to be. She was kind of expecting that after things calmed down, they would stay calm. But nope! First she tries to kill Rex, and then…

She dies. And it’s hard to forget dying, especially when it’s your second time giving it a go. Sure, the first time didn’t stick, but...the second time did. Well. More than the first time, anyways. Which isn’t super reassuring, and she spends her days trying to forget it. She doesn’t have the time to get wrapped up in everything that’s weighing her down. There’s still a world to save.

So what she does is she throws herself into everything that she possibly can. She can be found in the Mythril Cage, training as hard as she possibly can. She tries out something different every time she goes - some days she’ll try a sword, some days a spear. She seems to want to learn how to use as many weapons as possible. Other days she can be found in the library with a stack of books, diligently taking notes.

But every night she can be found running across campus. There’s no Daybreak track team, but she still finds it comforting. And she’s trying to push herself even harder, find out her limits, so don’t be surprised if you get passed by something inhumanly fast.]

june 13th;
[June 13th arrives with very little fanfare. Adelaide didn’t think to make a big deal out of her birthday, so it arrives and she’s sure nobody knows the significance of the day.

Which of course means she wakes up to a text from a familiar number, and is shocked! But also maybe a little pleased. That day, Adelaide can be found in Soleil with a pale, well-dressed man nobody’s ever met before. He meets her at the Inn of Atropos, and then takes her around Soleil.

Later in the day, he’s carrying various shopping bags. And if they spot anyone in the Daybreak uniform, or if Adelaide seems to recognize someone passing by, the odd man gives them a nod and a smile.]

Good day to you.

[At least this stranger has decent manners...]

mid-june;
[Prom is approaching, which means it’s extra time to stop being miserable and start...planning? She guesses? She didn’t go to prom at her high school, but...now it seems extra silly to not go. There are going to be duels. She doesn’t think she’s gonna sign up for them, but…

She still wants to see. And she wants to have a good time! So she does what anyone else would do and heads to town to shop.]

Uuuuuugh…. [And shopping is not going so well, it seems.] This is a nightmare.

closed to rex;
[Knock knock, Rex. It’s Adelaide. She’s not sure where to go to find him, exactly? She would try the van, but he wants to keep that a secret, so she makes her way to the Forge in the hopes that she’ll find him.

And luckily for her, he hasn’t been banned as far as we know, and he’s there now! Convenient!]

Rex! Hey! I’ve been looking for you.

[She has a bag in her hands, even if giving it to him isn’t her prime directive.]

I hope you’re not too busy…

wildcard;
[If you want to do anything with Adelaide this month, bring it to me! Or if you want me to whip something up, feel free to pop over to

daintily or on Discord!]

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[ As far as we know, Rex has some sort of ill-defined restrictions in place. What are they? Who knows! Don't worry about it. It's still the place he feels most comfortable and can almost like himself. It's easy to forget how useless he is when he makes something useful. Some of the lustre has gone with the revelation he can't even do that right and maybe he should just die if no on wants him to do the only thing he's good at, but eh. That's our Rex!

Also, he's wearing snazzy eye protection but also, despite the heat of the anvil, his coat. ]

Oh, hello.

[ It's a small surprise- typically if people want to find him, they have to contact him and arrange one. He's going to wonder if Adelaide has some sort of connection with him due to the semi-frequent feedings.

His workbench is covered in a mass of circuits and he has two halves of a helmet, somewhat motorcycle style, which they're clearly meant to slot into. And gaps in the top of said helmet halves, into which weasel ear shaped devices will be fitted soon. It's for Mav. ]

Nothing I cannot split my focus on- I'll always have time for you.

[She wasn't the only one who came up, while she switched weapons - the man kept to a cane of a polished off-white color with brass cap and a cylinder just below the curve made of the same material.

He practiced what seems to be a form of marital arts involving grapples, kicks and using that cane as mix of striking and tripping up, keeping out of her way. Once they both break their training, he nods in acknowledgment to her, leaning his weight on his cane]

Getting used to that weapon?

[ James isn't usually out late. He's always had a very reasonable and regular sleep schedule. It's just Daybreak that is slowly and sporadically breaking the pattern he'd established all his teenage years. It's a school that has its way in worrying him, making him feel insecure.

It's also a school that has a way of making him get utterly and completely lost in the library.

When Adelaide comes rushing in from another side, he's peacefully hovering 50cm above ground, carrying a few books back in the direction of dorm. The speed is distracting though. ]

Whoa, training for Olympics?

[Kokoro's a little too young to be buying grad dresses, but she's engaging in that perennial high school activity of sighing over formal gowns in display windows. She hears Adelaide's complaint, coughs, and stands up straight, attempting to look serious.]

A nightmare? What's happened?

[All that matters is that Adelaide's really good at guessing. There is no secret connection, just... A lot of determination and the knowledge that Rex is a tinkerer.]

Can I put this down?

[She lifts the bag. She doesn't want to just put it on the bench - the helmet he's looking on looks complex, and she doesn't want to put production back because setting down the bag knocked something out of place or anything like that. She's considerate!

Also, she doesn't exactly buy that Rex will always have time for her, but she appreciates that he's not too busy right now.]

I just wanted to check up on you, see if things were going okay.

[Read: Make sure you're taking care of yourself.]

Yeah. [She's not breathing very heavily, despite how intense her training has been. She's not breathing at all, really, except when she opens her mouth to speak.] Figured I should try as many things as possible, cover up any weak spots I might have.

[She looks over at him, taking in the cane.]

Though maybe that's not as smart as keeping to the same weapon. [She says it with a soft laugh.]

[Adelaide skids to a stop, looking surprised for a moment before that shifts into embarrassment. She raises a hand in a wave.]

Not anymore. [That...probably doesn't make any sense.] I used to run track, but then I developed super speed. Not really fair to compete anymore, you know?

[It both is and isn't the truth. She did develop faster than human speed, but she's hoping he takes it to mean she's a Candle instead of the truth. It's not quite the same lie she told Kohaku, but...

It's close enough.]

But now there's Nightfall to train for...

[Adelaide's not shocked by Kokoro popping up, but she does look embarrassed that someone overheard her. She lifts a hand and waves it dismissively.]

It's not a big deal! It's just...a lot of these dresses are too short.

[Adelaide doesn't even think she's that tall! Sure, she's just over six feet, but look at Rex! He's a giant and he's got clothes for himself!]

Certainly. One moment, please.

[ The helmet pieces themselves aren't ready to have anything shoved into them yet, so he scoops them up and pops them under the bench. The circuitry he's careful not to jostle and he makes sure his soldering iron is properly in the rest before he gestures to th empty space. ]

I'm fine. Yourself?

[ 'I'm fine' would be his answer at any time except when it was terribly obvious it wasn't true, like if he was missing a limb, so it probably doesn't mean much. ]

[She sets the bag down carefully - probably with more care than it actually needs - and beams at Rex.]

This is for you, obviously.

[Inside the bag, if Rex decides to look, are a handful of biscuits wrapped in a towel, short bread cookies in a baggie, and a few carefully wrapped cheese tarts.]

And I'm doing okay! It's a pretty nice day outside.

[Which is the truth. Adelaide is feeling pretty good today, which is a welcome change from earlier. She's managed to pick up the pieces, and now she's just trying to make sure things stay pretty level.]

[ Rex's curiosity is always high, but you better believe it's peaked when he smells cheese. He pulls the sides of the bag down, like the reverse of raising a curtain to a fine show. He stares, raising his eye protection to sit on his forehead so he can make sure his eyes are not deceiving him as he examines the contents.

He really, really, likes Adelaide. She's so wonderful. ]

...You're far too good to me. Thank you.

[ He hasn't actually gone outside today and weather is meaningless to him unless it's relevant to his plans, so he takes her word for it. His compulsive desire for cheese has him already tucking into one of the tarts, barely controlling himself enough to eat it like a normal person instead of trying to force the entire thing into his mouth in one go. ]

What are these?

[ That's pointing at the biscuits, having never encountered them before. ]

[Seeing Rex react like that is part of the reason Adelaide shares food with him. She doesn't get much out of food anymore, so it's nice sharing with someone who can actually appreciate the food she makes. She's notice he seems to be looking healthier as time goes on, compared to how he looked in the cave, and she hopes bringing him food every so often is a part of that.

It's comforting, in a way. She can still do something right.]

I'm as good to you as you deserve!

[Which she's sure Rex will disagree with, somehow. But he does so much to help her, and she likes being around him, that it makes doing things for him just seem reasonable.]

And those are biscuits! Good old Southern style. They're...kind of like a bread, I guess? They're not sweet.

That depends on the situation - with weapons, being a master of one tends to be better.

[He hms softly, as if actually going over something in his mind]

I do think specializing in one is the best, while having some familiarity with other forms is good for if you find yourself unarmed and needing to grab whatever is lying around... ah, curious about my cane?

[Compared to the considerable stack of books Adelaide has with her, Desco's single book in hand sticks out like a sore thumb. Rather than let that get to her, though, she's in awe as she walks by, staring at the other girl for a few seconds before finally speaking up.]

Wow! That's a lot of books you have! You must be really smart!

[ His health certainly has improved, especially in regards to his weight. There's just so much food around, between scheduled meals and people giving it away (or turning their back on it long enough for Rex to make it disappear). But Adelaide has contributed more than most- her regular gifts are around for when he would normally skip a meal. And every time, every single time, he appreciates it like a gift from heaven in the way only a person who has starved can.

He only gives her a tired (more tired than usual) look at the idea he deserves her, but doesn't give a verbal rebuke. Largely because he has a mouthful of tart but still.

He gulps loudly, one tart vanished. He deliberately covers the rest, to stop him from eating them. ]

Oh. I've never had them before. I've rarely visited the United States. Do you put anything on them or just...

[ He's already eating one, to illustrate he means 'do you just eat them.'

He names a 'hnnn!' noise at the first bite and it's clearly a happy noise. ]

Yeah. I'm just...worried about not being good enough at anything...

[She trails off, before nodding. She'd much rather speak about the cane instead of her insecurities.]

It looks way too nice to use as a weapon.

[Adelaide blinks at the comment, looking up from her books. It takes her a moment to parse what the other girl is saying, before she laughs weakly.]

I wish that was the case. I'd probably need less books then.

[She gives him a look right back at that, as if challenging to say something. She doubts he's going to say anything, though, mouth being full or not.

Maybe some day he'll stop protesting entirely and will accept that he deserves nice things. Maybe.]

You can just eat them plain, if you want, but you could put just about anything you wanted on them. Butter, honey, jelly...

[She cocks her head.]

Gravy, if you want to make a meal out of 'em.

[ If they weren't in public, Rex would be more willing to pick a fight over it, in that quiet way they argue over things like that. As it's the Anvil, he keeps it to the look for now. ]

Gravy? Hmm. Interesting. I'll try it.

[ In fact, he delicately rewraps the biscuits. Amazingly able to show some restraint towards eating! Almost like he isn't afraid it will be his last meal? Kind of like he feels he can rely on her? Don't be silly.

Now the food is hidden, he returns to his work, though sticking to the aspects easy enough he can split his attention without injuring himself. ]

Have you been practising with your equipment?

[Public or not, Adelaide will still argue with Rex about him deserving kindnesses. She's kind of glad she doesn't have to.]

Yeah, with sausage. I can make it for you sometime, to make sure you're getting the right stuff.

[It'll be fun! The Aube kitchens are well stocked, and she should be able to make it with no problems. Plus it'll give Rex another reason to relax.

She nods, carefully propping herself up on the work bench so she's not in the way.]

Yeah - both forms on the weapon, too. It's kind of fun being able to go even faster.

Ah. [She looks to the side, turning pink.] Well. I thought these places could customize for fit? Though perhaps that's just if you got your dress in advance. Some of these girls get them in January to ensure they're the first in the school to get their choice. Perhaps I ought to when I graduate... Are you looking for a certain style?

[ Adelaide is certainly in luck here. James may have recently learned that his roommate is a werewolf, but he's also still generally stuck on making the easy assumptions. And with himself still hovering nicely in the air, super speed seems like a comparable and valid Candle skill. ]

Huh.... That's an oddly depressing outlook on gaining a superpower. Maybe there's superspeed-inclusive competitions in some secret society.

I do feel kind of stupid for assuming you were just this fast normally for a second. [ He smiles. It's probably a compliment that he hadn't put that past her! ]

[Not exactly what she was expecting to hear. Desco pauses for a few seconds to think on this, unsure what to say at first.]

That doesn't seem right..

[Much like her words, her face is pretty skeptical of what she's just been told.]

Reading more books means you gain more knowledge! And when you gain a lot of knowledge, you get to say stuff like "Fool! I read a hundred books every day! You can't possibly hope to compete with me!" I don't know about you, but that sounds pretty smart to Desco!

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[He catches it, but given how she dropped it - the man chose not to pry for the moment. That's for when it's actually his business, which right now it isn't. He smiles faintly]

Thank you, it was a gift actually... I'm sure they would not entirely approve of it being used as one, but it is what it is - it's a little easier to carry around in public without drawing too much attention.

[He held it out, to allow her to inspect it more closely if she wished, or to take some test swings]

[ His eyes dart up and hold with hers for a moment as he tries so hard to say she doesn't have to do that for him but... He really likes sausages. It's pretty much the classic Caesar at the Rubicon, by Wilhelm Trübner. ]

...I would very much like that. I'll make something for you.

[ If that means more gadgets or food or clothes he hasn't decided, but he gives a solid nod that means it's all decided.

He pauses work as she settles, just to make sure nothing wriggles around, taking the time to raise his eye protection back up. ]

Any problems?

[ Problems is where his head goes to. ]

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