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daybreakacademy2019-07-22 04:52 pm
bejustorbedead) wrote in daybreakacademy2019-07-22 04:52 pm
Entry tags:
Heaven or Hell - Let's rock vacation
Who: Ky Kiske, Open
When: All July
What: Faculty stuff storms
Warning: None
I. A Stormy Night in the tropics - Mid-july
[One thing about summer is thunderstorms, and this night was no different, thunder rolling across the sky, raindrops started to splatter and then pour, as clouds bright up with lightning.
Most people stay inside out of a sensible fear of being struck, but not Ky - for him this seems like a perfect time to take a stroll. Maybe he's just wired that way, or it's particular type of magic that thrums through his blood, but he always felt a mix of elation, joy and restlessness during such weather, and he felt no sense of danger.
But it's likely he's not the only person out, whether they're hurrying back to the hotel, sneaking out, or have noticed him and tried to get him to get back inside, he stops, pushing sopping wet hair from his face, smiling]
You really shouldn't be out here, it's not safe.
[Back at Campus - Late July]
[When they return, Ky was busy at work - either in his Office to work on the curriculum for next semester while listening to a power metal song, or he's out in the Mithral Cage teaching the students staying on campus to confront their elemental magic either as extra credit or as punishment for misbehavior.
Or he's in the Faculty Lounge to help coordinate class schedules and to be frank - discuss students and the administration]
A shave and a WHAT?! - Late July
[He can been seen wandering around Soliel on a day off - though it might be hard to recognize him at first as he recently chop his long tresses off to just below his chin. Every so often, he stops, running his fingers through his short hair, tilting his head, just astounded at how light it feels.
But a haircut wasn't the only thing he was out for, as he was stopping in a local tea shop, looking over the collection of tea sets thoughtfully, holding up a cup of one style, then another, deep in thought]
When: All July
What: Faculty stuff storms
Warning: None
I. A Stormy Night in the tropics - Mid-july
[One thing about summer is thunderstorms, and this night was no different, thunder rolling across the sky, raindrops started to splatter and then pour, as clouds bright up with lightning.
Most people stay inside out of a sensible fear of being struck, but not Ky - for him this seems like a perfect time to take a stroll. Maybe he's just wired that way, or it's particular type of magic that thrums through his blood, but he always felt a mix of elation, joy and restlessness during such weather, and he felt no sense of danger.
But it's likely he's not the only person out, whether they're hurrying back to the hotel, sneaking out, or have noticed him and tried to get him to get back inside, he stops, pushing sopping wet hair from his face, smiling]
You really shouldn't be out here, it's not safe.
[Back at Campus - Late July]
[When they return, Ky was busy at work - either in his Office to work on the curriculum for next semester while listening to a power metal song, or he's out in the Mithral Cage teaching the students staying on campus to confront their elemental magic either as extra credit or as punishment for misbehavior.
Or he's in the Faculty Lounge to help coordinate class schedules and to be frank - discuss students and the administration]
A shave and a WHAT?! - Late July
[He can been seen wandering around Soliel on a day off - though it might be hard to recognize him at first as he recently chop his long tresses off to just below his chin. Every so often, he stops, running his fingers through his short hair, tilting his head, just astounded at how light it feels.
But a haircut wasn't the only thing he was out for, as he was stopping in a local tea shop, looking over the collection of tea sets thoughtfully, holding up a cup of one style, then another, deep in thought]