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daybreakacademy2019-10-13 05:43 pm
transfusionem) wrote in daybreakacademy2019-10-13 05:43 pm
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Who: Adelaide & You!
When: Various times in October
What: Listen, everything’s fine, and no mistakes are being made at all. Also Aube has too much food.
Where: Campus, Soleil.
Warnings: Mentions of blood & alcohol in the Soleil prompt.
campus;
[So far, being a member of the student council isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Sure, she knew there was going to be a lot of math involved, and she doesn’t mind it, but she minds the talking sword. She minds it a lot - it’s really kind of annoying, the way it nags her about money constantly. She has to admit her spending habits have changed since being gifted with the rapier, and she’s not sure how she feels about that.
There’s also the fact that wherever she goes in uniform there’s a trail of yellow rose petals left in her wake. She can’t really get around without being noticed anymore, because the petals are so invasive. She doesn’t even know what to do with them - will they disappear on their own? Should she use them for something? She’s unsure.
Either way, rules are rules and she has to wear her uniform on campus, so she’s a beacon of fiscal responsibility more days than not.]
aube;
[It’s not quite a daily occurrence, but it’s still pretty common to find Adelaide in the kitchen. She’s as prolific a baker as always, and she spends much of her free time baking up something for people to enjoy. She doesn’t have quite as much time to run a stand, what with classes started up again and her new responsibilities, but her dormmates will find the dorm well-stocked with any sort of baked good they could imagine.
Some days when she’s baking she seems...well. Stressed out. Her hair is a mess, and her movements are jerky and uncoordinated like she’s in a rush, and sometimes there’ll be a grimace on her face. She’s...Well. Trying to seem like she’s not bothered, though.]
soleil;
[This may have been...a mistake. A grave mistake, some could say. She’s not really sure what compelled her to go out to town tonight, but it’s probably because she’s lonely. She could go seek out company with someone she already knows - go talk to Maverick, or go check in on Rex, or maybe ask if Lia wanted to make something - but she doesn’t do that. Instead, she goes out to Soleil and finds herself in a bar.
She can’t get drunk the traditional way. She gets nothing by going to a bar, except...Well.
Just this once won’t hurt, right? She’s not going to kill anyone and she’s pretty sure the guy eyeing her up won’t mind. Just one bite won’t hurt.]
Ah, fuck.
[She pushes herself upright, stepping into the crowd at the bar. She’s really going to do this, huh?]
soleil part 2;
[She’s pleasantly buzzed, and wobbles a bit when she walks. She’s left the bar for the streets, and the guilt hasn’t quite set in yet. She can still taste the blood on her tongue, and she’s surprised it was as potent as it is.
Huh. Maybe she should be concerned about that. But she isn’t.
She laughs to herself, looking up at the stars and stretching her arms above her head. She should...head back to campus.]
wildcard;
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daintily!]
When: Various times in October
What: Listen, everything’s fine, and no mistakes are being made at all. Also Aube has too much food.
Where: Campus, Soleil.
Warnings: Mentions of blood & alcohol in the Soleil prompt.
campus;
[So far, being a member of the student council isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Sure, she knew there was going to be a lot of math involved, and she doesn’t mind it, but she minds the talking sword. She minds it a lot - it’s really kind of annoying, the way it nags her about money constantly. She has to admit her spending habits have changed since being gifted with the rapier, and she’s not sure how she feels about that.
There’s also the fact that wherever she goes in uniform there’s a trail of yellow rose petals left in her wake. She can’t really get around without being noticed anymore, because the petals are so invasive. She doesn’t even know what to do with them - will they disappear on their own? Should she use them for something? She’s unsure.
Either way, rules are rules and she has to wear her uniform on campus, so she’s a beacon of fiscal responsibility more days than not.]
aube;
[It’s not quite a daily occurrence, but it’s still pretty common to find Adelaide in the kitchen. She’s as prolific a baker as always, and she spends much of her free time baking up something for people to enjoy. She doesn’t have quite as much time to run a stand, what with classes started up again and her new responsibilities, but her dormmates will find the dorm well-stocked with any sort of baked good they could imagine.
Some days when she’s baking she seems...well. Stressed out. Her hair is a mess, and her movements are jerky and uncoordinated like she’s in a rush, and sometimes there’ll be a grimace on her face. She’s...Well. Trying to seem like she’s not bothered, though.]
soleil;
[This may have been...a mistake. A grave mistake, some could say. She’s not really sure what compelled her to go out to town tonight, but it’s probably because she’s lonely. She could go seek out company with someone she already knows - go talk to Maverick, or go check in on Rex, or maybe ask if Lia wanted to make something - but she doesn’t do that. Instead, she goes out to Soleil and finds herself in a bar.
She can’t get drunk the traditional way. She gets nothing by going to a bar, except...Well.
Just this once won’t hurt, right? She’s not going to kill anyone and she’s pretty sure the guy eyeing her up won’t mind. Just one bite won’t hurt.]
Ah, fuck.
[She pushes herself upright, stepping into the crowd at the bar. She’s really going to do this, huh?]
soleil part 2;
[She’s pleasantly buzzed, and wobbles a bit when she walks. She’s left the bar for the streets, and the guilt hasn’t quite set in yet. She can still taste the blood on her tongue, and she’s surprised it was as potent as it is.
Huh. Maybe she should be concerned about that. But she isn’t.
She laughs to herself, looking up at the stars and stretching her arms above her head. She should...head back to campus.]
wildcard;
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[ she shrugs. ]
Perhaps my attempts to make amends are no longer fruitful.
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[Still with this...]
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That self-defeatist attitude of yours is only making this more difficult.
[ like you're one to talk, anastasia. ]
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She runs a hand down her face.]
I don't want to hurt people like I hurt you again. [The confession is bitter on her tongue, but she pushes on.] But I'm afraid that's all I'm good for.
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...before she gives adelaide a very light whack on her head. ]
You were under a spell, you ninny. I'm not going to lie and say I've completely recovered, but as you told me before, that wasn't you. I would not be here, escorting you back to the academy if I believed otherwise.
[ she pulls her hand back and sighs. ]
Have you been able to get the spell lifted yet?
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Adelaide startles at the whack, staring at Ana with wide eyes for a moment. She's quiet, tense, before slowly relaxing.]
...I don't know. There hasn't been a whole lot of luck tracking the person who cast it, as far as I know. So I don't know.
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[ it's easier said than done, she knows, but she wants to say it anyway. ]
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[Which is as much of a promise as she can make. She rubs her arm, awkward.]
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[ and they're approaching campus now... ]
We're here. I will let you be on your way, then.
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[She pauses, awkwardly hesitating.]
...Thanks for walking me back.
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[ anastasia steps ahead of her and lifts up a hand. ]
I will see you later.
[ her hand slides back into her pocket and wraps around the pocket knife inside. ]
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See you around.
[She raises a hand, before heading in the direction of Aube. She's certainly not going to stick around to get shanked.]