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Wait, I'm dead. I just realize Chloe doesn't have the abilty to fly lmao.
Chunji to Otis -
How I see Chunji to Otis -
How I see Chunji to Otis -
"..." Rio didn't have to do anything for Chunji to move. With Rio's request fulfilled, there was no need for him to stay any longer. Leaving the half-elf and martial artists behind, he made his way back up to the stage.
Coming up to Otis, he stared at the shorter owl boy before sending a mental request. 'May I have a chair?' It was respectful and long enough for Chunji to say. He wasn't a conservationist, nor did he strive to become one, either. Blunt, short, and concise responses were what he preferred at all times. The blunt, short, and concise answer would also be appreciated, considering the time limit of forty-five seconds left.
Though exchanges must be mutually beneficial for them to be facilitated, from what he had seen from the owl boy, the boy was something of a schemer of sorts. Plans require information, and information must be discovered. Fortunately for them, both Chunji had that exact ability as his main selling point. Leaning forward, he whispered into Otis's ear. "I'll lend you my sight for one time if you do." That was the highest offer he could give to the Strigidae.
"We'll discuss the details later." With that, Chunji, after finishing his conversation. He said what he wanted to say, and now wasn't a time to have a conversation.
While waiting to see if his appeal worked on the owl boy, Chunji was left with his thoughts. The academy truly was a peculiar place. To have their potential students fight amongst each other, invite strange applicants, and have a demented student as a proctor. Though for the first year opening its gates, it couldn't be helped. It was a trial run or sort, and Chunji expected that it'd be revised in the coming years.
There were many other things to think about. As had been expected, there was someone else, other than the crying infant of a proctor, who was watching the process. A woman, a teacher more precisely, had controlled along with her automation lizard. It wouldn't surprise him if she had more than one, but it seemed a complicated tool to reproduce. However, her appearance meant an increased urgency in getting a chair.
The other was the 'limp' girl. For the first time in many years, Chunji felt fear pulsate for a brief moment in his heart. Though as quickly as he came, Chunji silenced that feeling. All that was left was confusion. What had he just seen? Whatever it may be, it was alive and very much aware. Did the academy even know about this? How could they invite something like that inside into the academy? A rare sigh escaped Chunji's mouth as his eyes stayed clear of the 'limp' girl. It wasn't his concern either way. While he knew the occult, he wasn't an expert on the demonic.
What really needed to be concerned about now was getting a chair and taking a seat.
Coming up to Otis, he stared at the shorter owl boy before sending a mental request. 'May I have a chair?' It was respectful and long enough for Chunji to say. He wasn't a conservationist, nor did he strive to become one, either. Blunt, short, and concise responses were what he preferred at all times. The blunt, short, and concise answer would also be appreciated, considering the time limit of forty-five seconds left.
Though exchanges must be mutually beneficial for them to be facilitated, from what he had seen from the owl boy, the boy was something of a schemer of sorts. Plans require information, and information must be discovered. Fortunately for them, both Chunji had that exact ability as his main selling point. Leaning forward, he whispered into Otis's ear. "I'll lend you my sight for one time if you do." That was the highest offer he could give to the Strigidae.
"We'll discuss the details later." With that, Chunji, after finishing his conversation. He said what he wanted to say, and now wasn't a time to have a conversation.
While waiting to see if his appeal worked on the owl boy, Chunji was left with his thoughts. The academy truly was a peculiar place. To have their potential students fight amongst each other, invite strange applicants, and have a demented student as a proctor. Though for the first year opening its gates, it couldn't be helped. It was a trial run or sort, and Chunji expected that it'd be revised in the coming years.
There were many other things to think about. As had been expected, there was someone else, other than the crying infant of a proctor, who was watching the process. A woman, a teacher more precisely, had controlled along with her automation lizard. It wouldn't surprise him if she had more than one, but it seemed a complicated tool to reproduce. However, her appearance meant an increased urgency in getting a chair.
The other was the 'limp' girl. For the first time in many years, Chunji felt fear pulsate for a brief moment in his heart. Though as quickly as he came, Chunji silenced that feeling. All that was left was confusion. What had he just seen? Whatever it may be, it was alive and very much aware. Did the academy even know about this? How could they invite something like that inside into the academy? A rare sigh escaped Chunji's mouth as his eyes stayed clear of the 'limp' girl. It wasn't his concern either way. While he knew the occult, he wasn't an expert on the demonic.
What really needed to be concerned about now was getting a chair and taking a seat.
As Chunji had expected, things were handled. That was all that mattered. The shadow witch, the knight, and Rio, who was suffering from Ethos rebound, dissuaded the pompous Leuvault. The owl boy had given Rio a seat so that was out of the way. From his observations, Chunji had made a singular conclusion from this entire ordeal. He was sure that half of the applicants had a mental affliction of a kind. It was something to take note of since he didn't have much knowledge in that regard, so it was worth studying them while he could.
For now, he needed to tend to the unconscious half-elf. She, of them all, was probably heavily afflicted with the most severe mental affliction of all. Grandiose delusions. After all, it was not wise to charge at a gleaming figure of light straight ahead and screaming death threats. It was half a concern that she might wake up and suddenly attack him, so Chunji was still guarded in the event that may have happened.
Still, he was now at a disadvantage. The owl boy was neither his friend nor currently his foe. While he may have heeded his recommendation, it did not mean that a chair would be given.
However, that contrasted with the current request at hand. Respecting the request the martial artist gave him meant he'd have to tend to the unconscious patient in need, which Chunji honored. It was something that Father taught, after all. Whenever making an exchange, make sure to pay it back in full. Since Rio 'dealt' with the threat of the Leuvalt, Chunji decided to tend to Chloe. Sure, Chunji bandaged Chloe for Rio, but that was out of the owl boy's words.
"透过现象看本质." There was nothing more that could be said, but there was something that could be done. The faculty must have been watching from somewhere. He highly doubted that this was going unsupervised since it would be detrimental if some applicants were to have perished before the orientation. So, now Chunji was utilizing his ethos to check the building once more for any devices, mechanisms, or magical tools that were part of the school.
The doctor also gave a glance towards the limp girl, who was toying around with the broken remains of the foreteller. What was she doing, and was she did actually have a lame leg?
For now, he needed to tend to the unconscious half-elf. She, of them all, was probably heavily afflicted with the most severe mental affliction of all. Grandiose delusions. After all, it was not wise to charge at a gleaming figure of light straight ahead and screaming death threats. It was half a concern that she might wake up and suddenly attack him, so Chunji was still guarded in the event that may have happened.
Still, he was now at a disadvantage. The owl boy was neither his friend nor currently his foe. While he may have heeded his recommendation, it did not mean that a chair would be given.
However, that contrasted with the current request at hand. Respecting the request the martial artist gave him meant he'd have to tend to the unconscious patient in need, which Chunji honored. It was something that Father taught, after all. Whenever making an exchange, make sure to pay it back in full. Since Rio 'dealt' with the threat of the Leuvalt, Chunji decided to tend to Chloe. Sure, Chunji bandaged Chloe for Rio, but that was out of the owl boy's words.
"透过现象看本质." There was nothing more that could be said, but there was something that could be done. The faculty must have been watching from somewhere. He highly doubted that this was going unsupervised since it would be detrimental if some applicants were to have perished before the orientation. So, now Chunji was utilizing his ethos to check the building once more for any devices, mechanisms, or magical tools that were part of the school.
The doctor also gave a glance towards the limp girl, who was toying around with the broken remains of the foreteller. What was she doing, and was she did actually have a lame leg?
Should I post again? Is this considered a new round of posts?
lmao get pranked, Rio.
Edit: Though I wouldn't be against beating up Valen* still tho.
Edit: Though I wouldn't be against beating up Valen* still tho.
He's seething, no doubt.
But also huh, did Iraleth's barrage of non-empowered bolts actually break all of Chloe's bones? Girl needs to drink some milk.
I'd be most concern of falling back onto bridge from gravity accompanied by a previous knife to the spine, but it's my own little conjecture xd.
Edit: This is also not me having bad memory. Trust.
Chunji is not tilted btw. Just to clarify. Totally not tilted.
Edit: He is not mad.
Edit: He is not mad.
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