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McmollyIt hadn't even been that long since Vincent and Emiri knew one another, and she already hated him. She found it somewhat ironic that he had Grant arrested; the two would surely be the best of friends, they were so much alike it made her sick. When he mentioned a failure, she assumed he was referring to their escape from the Ark, as well as Savayna's betrayal. But finally, the reason behind her capture had been made clear: he wanted her to heal someone. She raised an eyebrow at this request, From what she heard, Archadian technology far surpassed anything in Ivalice. Whatever ailment this person had must be something serious. Still, she didn't have much of a choice, seeing as how despite Vincent;s words she was still prisoner to him.
Clasping her hands together, she looked down at her hands. "Yes, you are correct." She responded quietly.
Nadeline watched Savayna for a moment, though she turned her attention to Wesley. She shook her head, letting out an irritated sigh as she took a seat. "Out of one mess and into another. I am not sure how much more my heart can take." She complained, ruffling her hair. Between Savayna very well nearly dying and Emiri's kidnapping, everything was happening with very little reprieve in between.
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Entertaining? Vincent was toying with her. He was enjoying this, and Emiri hated it. The more he insisted on talking about Grant the more confused she felt. What was his angle? What was he getting at? What was the point of any of this? "I suppose I didn't make myself clear, I am not engaged to anyone. I could care less about Grant, he could rot in your dungeons for all I care. And unless Grant has any role in your father's death--something I highly doubt as I had the misfortune of having to grow up around him--I don't see why he needs to be the topic." Emiri said. Gods, that smile was so unnerving. She felt like he was staring right through her rather than at her. This whole thing was so wrong, it was like she was a piece of art and he was studying her, testing her. What was the point of all this?
First of all, how the hell did people keep knowing she was with Jaakuna?! She was starting to think her love life was being put out for all of Ivalice to see, and she was really starting to resent that. As they removed her cuffs, she scoffed lightly. Of course there was no point in them. Who knew where they were, even if she froze everything she was sure she'd end up in the middle of nowhere with no way to contact anyone. Gods, what had she done to deserve this? She felt trapped with this...this man. His fair hair betrayed his dark heart, this much she was sure of. She couldn't help but be uncomfortable, she hated the way he was smiling at her. At the mention of her engagement, she narrowed her eyes. He really did know everything about her. She didn't appreciate his insult, either.
"I am engaged to no one." She told him, crossing her legs at her ankles. Old habits were hard to kick after all. She smoothed the skirt of her dress, sitting up properly. She knew he was trying to get to her, and she wasn't going to let him get under her skin. Though at the mention of Grant, she did remember Hamut mentioning that they had Grant arrested. "I thought you were going to tell me about your father's death, not make a point of my love life--which, quite frankly, is none of your business."
Nadeline let out an irritated huff, blowing her bangs off her forehead. She couldn't believe Jaakuna was panicking. Not that she blamed him, really. She did not know what kind of man the Emperor of Archadia was, but many people said that he and her aunt, Reia, had much in common. She looked to Wesley, her hands still busy healing Savayna. They didn't have time for Jaakuna's tantrum, they needed to regroup and find Vincent. "Snap out of it, Jaakuna, none of this is going to help us find Emiri." She spoke. "We must stay focused, we need to find out where they took her."
"I am engaged to no one." She told him, crossing her legs at her ankles. Old habits were hard to kick after all. She smoothed the skirt of her dress, sitting up properly. She knew he was trying to get to her, and she wasn't going to let him get under her skin. Though at the mention of Grant, she did remember Hamut mentioning that they had Grant arrested. "I thought you were going to tell me about your father's death, not make a point of my love life--which, quite frankly, is none of your business."
Nadeline let out an irritated huff, blowing her bangs off her forehead. She couldn't believe Jaakuna was panicking. Not that she blamed him, really. She did not know what kind of man the Emperor of Archadia was, but many people said that he and her aunt, Reia, had much in common. She looked to Wesley, her hands still busy healing Savayna. They didn't have time for Jaakuna's tantrum, they needed to regroup and find Vincent. "Snap out of it, Jaakuna, none of this is going to help us find Emiri." She spoke. "We must stay focused, we need to find out where they took her."
For one reason or another, Vincent greatly reminded Emiri of Grant, somewhat fortifying her dislike of him. She wished she could wipe that stupid smirk off his face, it was so infuriating. As she was shoved down into a seat, she shot a look at the soldier, though she turned her attention to the Emperor seated before her. She highly doubted she would walk away happy as he suggested. Kidnapping was never a good way of endearing to a girl. Still, she didn't see the point in his mentioning what had happened to Jaakuna's father. She already knew about it, how Jaakuna had killed him.
"I'm well aware of it." She stated simply to Vincent. "Unless you wish to tell me something I don't already know."
As Jaakuna stood up and got away from Savayna, Nadeline felt it was her turn. Her White Magic was stronger than his, she hoped she would be able to at the very least alleviate the poor woman from some of her pain. The damage that had been dealt had been severe, that much she could tell. There was a lot of internal injuries, and as her Curaja made her way through Nadeline's fingertips, she traced her fingers along Savayna's skin, slowly and carefully attending to each problem. She hoped that Emiri was okay, whoever had done this to Savayna had malicious intent behind it. If they hadn't found her, she was sure the woman would have died. She thanked the gods they arrived when they did. She was pretty sure she could heal most of it, though she did push her magic a little harder to hasten the healing process.
"Where could Vincent have taken Emiri?" Nadeline asked Jaakuna, remaining focused on her magic and Savayna. "And why only take her? I thought Archadia didn't know about her...unless they found out her identity."
"I'm well aware of it." She stated simply to Vincent. "Unless you wish to tell me something I don't already know."
As Jaakuna stood up and got away from Savayna, Nadeline felt it was her turn. Her White Magic was stronger than his, she hoped she would be able to at the very least alleviate the poor woman from some of her pain. The damage that had been dealt had been severe, that much she could tell. There was a lot of internal injuries, and as her Curaja made her way through Nadeline's fingertips, she traced her fingers along Savayna's skin, slowly and carefully attending to each problem. She hoped that Emiri was okay, whoever had done this to Savayna had malicious intent behind it. If they hadn't found her, she was sure the woman would have died. She thanked the gods they arrived when they did. She was pretty sure she could heal most of it, though she did push her magic a little harder to hasten the healing process.
"Where could Vincent have taken Emiri?" Nadeline asked Jaakuna, remaining focused on her magic and Savayna. "And why only take her? I thought Archadia didn't know about her...unless they found out her identity."
As they stepped out into the cold air, Nadeline let out a sigh, though she turned to Wesley. Concentrating, she released a Curaja on the three of them--excluding Ixion, because quite frankly she still did not forgive him--and hoped that would be enough, at least until they were back on the Ifrit. As they made their way back to said ship, she couldn't help but wonder about the Gran Kiltas' message to them. "Silver and arrogance...hmph, I know quite a few people that fit that description." She huffed, crossing her arms to help with the cold. "We'd best hurry...no doubt Savayna and Emiri need help...I only pray we make it in time..."
Emiri put away her bow as they reached their destination, stretching her arms above her head. As Savayna stated the obvious, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. Did this woman do nothing but complain? Still, she didn't seem like she was in the best shape, and Emiri felt a pang of guilt. Boy was she rusty, her ability should have completely healed her, but it seemed it didn't. She pondered if she should try again, though before she could suggest the idea, the blonde was obviously surprised by someone's appearance. A man in silver approached them, and for a moment, Emiri couldn't help but wonder if they had met. His face seemed somewhat familiar, but she could not quite place a name to it. As he raised his hand, she gasped as he unleashed an attack. To her surprise, however, the attack was meant for Savayna--she was knocked back some distance.
She soon found that she had her own issues to worry about, as the man in front of her kneeled before her, taking her hand. She was somewhat confused by this--he had attacked Savayna, but not her? Her confusion was quickly solved when he revealed his identity: Emperor Vincent. Her eyes widened in shock, and she was left speechless. What in the world was the Emperor doing here of all places? No wonder he looked familiar...he and Jaakuna looked somewhat alike, but Vincent seemed...cruder, so to speak. She heard Savayna's warning, but he still held her. "Savayna!" She cried out as the blonde was attacked. She felt Vincent let go of her hand, and in that instant, she stopped time. Alas, she was too late, and was met with a rather nasty shock. He had left no room for error, it seemed, for as soon as he let her go a soldier had come and clasped cuffs around her wrists.
She looked back at Savayna as she was dragged forward by a soldier, though everything disappeared. When things came back, she saw she was now on an airship. He said it was the Neo Bahamut,. Still, she couldn't believe he had left Savayna behind. What if her injuries were bad? Would the rest be able to get back and find her? "How could you leave her like that?!" Emiri cried, clearly distressed by the rather brutal attack on Savayna. "What do you even want with me?!" She half already new the answer to that, and silently cursed Archadia for knowing so much about her.
Emiri put away her bow as they reached their destination, stretching her arms above her head. As Savayna stated the obvious, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. Did this woman do nothing but complain? Still, she didn't seem like she was in the best shape, and Emiri felt a pang of guilt. Boy was she rusty, her ability should have completely healed her, but it seemed it didn't. She pondered if she should try again, though before she could suggest the idea, the blonde was obviously surprised by someone's appearance. A man in silver approached them, and for a moment, Emiri couldn't help but wonder if they had met. His face seemed somewhat familiar, but she could not quite place a name to it. As he raised his hand, she gasped as he unleashed an attack. To her surprise, however, the attack was meant for Savayna--she was knocked back some distance.
She soon found that she had her own issues to worry about, as the man in front of her kneeled before her, taking her hand. She was somewhat confused by this--he had attacked Savayna, but not her? Her confusion was quickly solved when he revealed his identity: Emperor Vincent. Her eyes widened in shock, and she was left speechless. What in the world was the Emperor doing here of all places? No wonder he looked familiar...he and Jaakuna looked somewhat alike, but Vincent seemed...cruder, so to speak. She heard Savayna's warning, but he still held her. "Savayna!" She cried out as the blonde was attacked. She felt Vincent let go of her hand, and in that instant, she stopped time. Alas, she was too late, and was met with a rather nasty shock. He had left no room for error, it seemed, for as soon as he let her go a soldier had come and clasped cuffs around her wrists.
She looked back at Savayna as she was dragged forward by a soldier, though everything disappeared. When things came back, she saw she was now on an airship. He said it was the Neo Bahamut,. Still, she couldn't believe he had left Savayna behind. What if her injuries were bad? Would the rest be able to get back and find her? "How could you leave her like that?!" Emiri cried, clearly distressed by the rather brutal attack on Savayna. "What do you even want with me?!" She half already new the answer to that, and silently cursed Archadia for knowing so much about her.
Nadeline's eyes fluttered open, clearly dazed. What had happened? She heard yelling...no, Jaakuna shouldn't be yelling in front of the Gran Kiltas, didn't he ever listen? Wait, did she just hear that Emperor Simon was alive? How could that be? Little by little, the events strung themselves together, and the blonde blinked a few times to clear her vision. They had been attacked...she wasn't able to throw up a Shell in time...that had been quite some attack. She let out a small groan as she picked herself up, her hand to her head as she tried to stand. By the time she got to her feet, she saw Jaakuna had pinned Ixion to the wall. With shaky legs she managed to make her way to Jaakuna, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Please, calm yourself, anger will not give you the answers you need." She spoke, though it was more of an elevated grumble as she felt her head spin. She must have gotten hit hard, she felt so dizzy. She took her hand off his shoulder and put it to her head again, trying to straighten herself.
Emiri stared at Savayna. She was right, at the moment, they were stranded. She let out a small sigh, clearly upset at their lack of options. Last time they got in a scuffle with Ixion, they had barely escaped with their lives. Would Wesley charge in recklessly? Would Jaakuna be paralyzed again? Would Nadeline get hurt? She couldn't stand the thought, and once more found herself cursing her own cowardice for not insisting that the group remained together. She prayed that they would be alright. She looked around, then turned to the general.
"There's nothing we can do." She said, slightly crestfallen, though she did take out her bow once more. "Let's just get back to the meeting place. Whenever they come they'll be expecting us there."
"Please, calm yourself, anger will not give you the answers you need." She spoke, though it was more of an elevated grumble as she felt her head spin. She must have gotten hit hard, she felt so dizzy. She took her hand off his shoulder and put it to her head again, trying to straighten herself.
Emiri stared at Savayna. She was right, at the moment, they were stranded. She let out a small sigh, clearly upset at their lack of options. Last time they got in a scuffle with Ixion, they had barely escaped with their lives. Would Wesley charge in recklessly? Would Jaakuna be paralyzed again? Would Nadeline get hurt? She couldn't stand the thought, and once more found herself cursing her own cowardice for not insisting that the group remained together. She prayed that they would be alright. She looked around, then turned to the general.
"There's nothing we can do." She said, slightly crestfallen, though she did take out her bow once more. "Let's just get back to the meeting place. Whenever they come they'll be expecting us there."
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Emiri felt just as unsure as Savayna did, but they didn't have much of a say in the matter anyway. It looked like her powers weren't at full capacity, she was sure she tried to repair the blonde's armor, but she failed. Apparently, she was still in pain as well. The brunette lamented her failing powers, but for now, it would have to do. "Whatever the case, the others are being attacked by Ixion right now." Emiri sighed as she shook her head. "We lost the Esper...who knows how everyone else is doing."
To say that she was furious would have been underestimating the woman's anger. No, she was beyond that. Reia's face said otherwise, but the fury she felt at the moment could have burned the entire place down if it were manifested into flames. She had one hand on the table before her, Arcturus of the Council had come before her to graciously deliver the news. She couldn't believe the nerve of these idiotic men, these imbeciles! And yet somewhere in the back of her mind, she had seen it coming, somehow. Roland said so as he was executed, he had warned her as such. It didn't matter how much power the royal family had, if the Council deemed them unworthy, they would find a way to dethrone them. And now that her little secret was out, Reia knew it was only a matter of time before her throne was snatched away from her grip.
"You must understand, Your Majesty...the Council wants nothing more then prosperity for Rozarria. Said prosperity is...jeopardized if the ruler is unfit for the throne." He spoke, a line rehearsed but with no real meaning behind it. "And thus we have reached our decision. For the time being, you will remain at your position, but once the Council has decided which of the prospects--"
"Between the younger brother of mine or my niece?" Reia spat, slowly standing at this point. "Not only is this an insult, it is pure treason on your end. I will see to it that you are all hanged."
"You would have been right in any normal circumstance. However, with the revelation that you cannot bear children, we have deemed you unfit for the throne." He reminded her. "Truly disgraceful, as both a woman and an Empress. Though you are correct in assuming both Grant and Nadeline will be considered. Both are young, willing members of the royal family that will replace you nicely. Lorenzo was our first choice, but he refuses to take the throne as he must care for Lady Karolina--an admirable trait."
Reia narrowed her eyes. "Grant is a controlling man, he will not let you pull his strings and be manipulated by the likes of any of you. He is also set on marrying a commoner, something you all have been opposed to since Lorenzo's marriage. Nadeline is naive and idealistic, a foolish girl who has yet to see the cruelties of this world."
"Grant is also a reasonable man. As for his future bride, Emelia Rianna, she is the daughter of Andre, who has recently become a Duke. She may have been commonborn in the past, but as of this moment she is a Duchess. Her hidden powers make her a fine tool for Rozarria, making her more then worthy to become the Emperor's wife." Arcturus stated, clearly ready for any of Reia's statements. "Nadeline...yes, she would make a fine puppet. And last I heard, she is also a perfectly healthy young woman, ready to bear heirs--something you cannot do, which makes her more valuable than yourself. Some council members are even considering marrying Nadeline to Grant, though it is still in the air...now, I will take my leave, I have more urgent matters to attend to. Enjoy the rest of your time in power, while it lasts."
Reia turned to her desk, slamming her fist on it in frustration. After everything she had worked for, after everything she had done, was this her justice? Betrayed by her own council...she knew she should have gotten rid of them when she had the chance. She sank into her seat, thoughts whirring. Grant had no desire for the throne...but if they offered Emelia, she was sure he would jump on it. But Nadeline would be easier to control, so she was sure the Council would push for her to succeed Grant. She bit her lip, though for the moment, let her mind wander. Right now, nothing could be done.
To say that she was furious would have been underestimating the woman's anger. No, she was beyond that. Reia's face said otherwise, but the fury she felt at the moment could have burned the entire place down if it were manifested into flames. She had one hand on the table before her, Arcturus of the Council had come before her to graciously deliver the news. She couldn't believe the nerve of these idiotic men, these imbeciles! And yet somewhere in the back of her mind, she had seen it coming, somehow. Roland said so as he was executed, he had warned her as such. It didn't matter how much power the royal family had, if the Council deemed them unworthy, they would find a way to dethrone them. And now that her little secret was out, Reia knew it was only a matter of time before her throne was snatched away from her grip.
"You must understand, Your Majesty...the Council wants nothing more then prosperity for Rozarria. Said prosperity is...jeopardized if the ruler is unfit for the throne." He spoke, a line rehearsed but with no real meaning behind it. "And thus we have reached our decision. For the time being, you will remain at your position, but once the Council has decided which of the prospects--"
"Between the younger brother of mine or my niece?" Reia spat, slowly standing at this point. "Not only is this an insult, it is pure treason on your end. I will see to it that you are all hanged."
"You would have been right in any normal circumstance. However, with the revelation that you cannot bear children, we have deemed you unfit for the throne." He reminded her. "Truly disgraceful, as both a woman and an Empress. Though you are correct in assuming both Grant and Nadeline will be considered. Both are young, willing members of the royal family that will replace you nicely. Lorenzo was our first choice, but he refuses to take the throne as he must care for Lady Karolina--an admirable trait."
Reia narrowed her eyes. "Grant is a controlling man, he will not let you pull his strings and be manipulated by the likes of any of you. He is also set on marrying a commoner, something you all have been opposed to since Lorenzo's marriage. Nadeline is naive and idealistic, a foolish girl who has yet to see the cruelties of this world."
"Grant is also a reasonable man. As for his future bride, Emelia Rianna, she is the daughter of Andre, who has recently become a Duke. She may have been commonborn in the past, but as of this moment she is a Duchess. Her hidden powers make her a fine tool for Rozarria, making her more then worthy to become the Emperor's wife." Arcturus stated, clearly ready for any of Reia's statements. "Nadeline...yes, she would make a fine puppet. And last I heard, she is also a perfectly healthy young woman, ready to bear heirs--something you cannot do, which makes her more valuable than yourself. Some council members are even considering marrying Nadeline to Grant, though it is still in the air...now, I will take my leave, I have more urgent matters to attend to. Enjoy the rest of your time in power, while it lasts."
Reia turned to her desk, slamming her fist on it in frustration. After everything she had worked for, after everything she had done, was this her justice? Betrayed by her own council...she knew she should have gotten rid of them when she had the chance. She sank into her seat, thoughts whirring. Grant had no desire for the throne...but if they offered Emelia, she was sure he would jump on it. But Nadeline would be easier to control, so she was sure the Council would push for her to succeed Grant. She bit her lip, though for the moment, let her mind wander. Right now, nothing could be done.
Aurelia was now in her comfort zone.
Contrary to her usual nervous self, the blonde was very collected when she was listening to Glynda and Ozpin. This would certainly be her moment now, as this was what she was here for. Rampion was filled with Dust, while she doubted she would use it all she thought it better safe than sorry. She went over her spells all morning as she ate breakfast, reviewed what she needed as she got her weapon from her locker, and made sure to clear her mind as they gathered around. She was so ready it was ridiculous, she actually found herself extremely eager to start.
As the mention of partners popped up, she couldn't help but wonder if eye contact was enough to trap two people together for an entire year. Besides her usual anxiety, what happened if you hated the person? Or if the two people did not get along? She thought it was really weird, but he was headmaster, so obviously whatever he says goes. She obviously dreaded the aspect of a team, but her mind did wander to yesterday. Meeting the people she did, not everyone was that bad (Nevin was strangely understanding). Still scary (Maggie and her rapidfire talking put her on edge), but not bad. Or alternatively they were terrified of her (Felix was not someone she was going to forget easily, not to mention it was odd being on the other end of the awkwardness scale). So...she could probably do this. Maybe. Probably not, but she would cross that bridge when it came down to it, simple as that. She didn't have much of a choice, anyway.
And thus, she was launched. It was a strangely liberating feeling, soaring through the air. Once she felt her body pause in the air, she prepared herself as she began her decent. It was actually quite exhilarating as everything came rushing up at her. She twisted her body, avoiding colliding with any branches, and once she was close enough to the ground she brought out her staff. Holding Rampion above her head, it caught onto a branch, halting her fall, and she let herself dangle there for a moment. She swung herself up, unhooking her staff from the branch, and gently landed on her feet. As she touched the ground, she heard something nearby, and as she spun around, a boarbatusk had decided to charge right at her.
Holding her staff with one hand, Aurelia bent her knees, waiting for the boarbatusk to get closer. Her staff's jewel glowed, signaling the presence of Dust, and once she deemed it close enough, she leaped into the air. She watched as it crashed into the tree, easily knocking it down. She pointed her staff at it, the head re-configuring as it changed into something akin to a small cannon, and she fired a single shot. It blasted through the boarbatusk, and as she landed she watched it collapse in defeat. She whipped her staff to the side as it changed back to normal, and she took the chance to look around. Nothing but forest all around her, it seemed, though she was sure she was not alone--both her classmates and the Grim surely accompanied her. At the moment, she was in her element, and it was with a previously unseen confidence that she readied herself for the obstacles ahead.
Picking a direction, Aurelia began to walk.
Contrary to her usual nervous self, the blonde was very collected when she was listening to Glynda and Ozpin. This would certainly be her moment now, as this was what she was here for. Rampion was filled with Dust, while she doubted she would use it all she thought it better safe than sorry. She went over her spells all morning as she ate breakfast, reviewed what she needed as she got her weapon from her locker, and made sure to clear her mind as they gathered around. She was so ready it was ridiculous, she actually found herself extremely eager to start.
As the mention of partners popped up, she couldn't help but wonder if eye contact was enough to trap two people together for an entire year. Besides her usual anxiety, what happened if you hated the person? Or if the two people did not get along? She thought it was really weird, but he was headmaster, so obviously whatever he says goes. She obviously dreaded the aspect of a team, but her mind did wander to yesterday. Meeting the people she did, not everyone was that bad (Nevin was strangely understanding). Still scary (Maggie and her rapidfire talking put her on edge), but not bad. Or alternatively they were terrified of her (Felix was not someone she was going to forget easily, not to mention it was odd being on the other end of the awkwardness scale). So...she could probably do this. Maybe. Probably not, but she would cross that bridge when it came down to it, simple as that. She didn't have much of a choice, anyway.
And thus, she was launched. It was a strangely liberating feeling, soaring through the air. Once she felt her body pause in the air, she prepared herself as she began her decent. It was actually quite exhilarating as everything came rushing up at her. She twisted her body, avoiding colliding with any branches, and once she was close enough to the ground she brought out her staff. Holding Rampion above her head, it caught onto a branch, halting her fall, and she let herself dangle there for a moment. She swung herself up, unhooking her staff from the branch, and gently landed on her feet. As she touched the ground, she heard something nearby, and as she spun around, a boarbatusk had decided to charge right at her.
Holding her staff with one hand, Aurelia bent her knees, waiting for the boarbatusk to get closer. Her staff's jewel glowed, signaling the presence of Dust, and once she deemed it close enough, she leaped into the air. She watched as it crashed into the tree, easily knocking it down. She pointed her staff at it, the head re-configuring as it changed into something akin to a small cannon, and she fired a single shot. It blasted through the boarbatusk, and as she landed she watched it collapse in defeat. She whipped her staff to the side as it changed back to normal, and she took the chance to look around. Nothing but forest all around her, it seemed, though she was sure she was not alone--both her classmates and the Grim surely accompanied her. At the moment, she was in her element, and it was with a previously unseen confidence that she readied herself for the obstacles ahead.
Picking a direction, Aurelia began to walk.
"If I book it now, I probably have time to fight maybe one more Wraith, then I can get home and maybe finish half my homework, then sleep, and then maybe finish the other half on the way to class...and before the bell rings."
The white haired boy sat on the edge of a building, his legs swinging freely. Haruka leaned forward somewhat, staring intently at the sky. He sniffed the air, and then let out a sneeze. Aw man, was he coming down with something? He would hate it if he got sick now. He rubbed his nose absentmindedly, sniffling somewhat as he tried to figure out how much time he had left. He knew his mom wouldn't be home for some time, his dad had taken his adorable little sister Kaname out shopping and would be on their way home soon, and he was sure his older brother Koji was probably going to stay over at his girlfriend's house again. He felt the slightest pang of jealousy, taking a folded up letter out of his pocket. Sure, risking his life on a daily basis was no issue, but giving a tiny piece of paper to a certain girl in his class was out of the question. He let out a groan as he pocketed his love letter. Man oh man, he really needed to man up.
The white haired boy sat on the edge of a building, his legs swinging freely. Haruka leaned forward somewhat, staring intently at the sky. He sniffed the air, and then let out a sneeze. Aw man, was he coming down with something? He would hate it if he got sick now. He rubbed his nose absentmindedly, sniffling somewhat as he tried to figure out how much time he had left. He knew his mom wouldn't be home for some time, his dad had taken his adorable little sister Kaname out shopping and would be on their way home soon, and he was sure his older brother Koji was probably going to stay over at his girlfriend's house again. He felt the slightest pang of jealousy, taking a folded up letter out of his pocket. Sure, risking his life on a daily basis was no issue, but giving a tiny piece of paper to a certain girl in his class was out of the question. He let out a groan as he pocketed his love letter. Man oh man, he really needed to man up.
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