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A decree by the Queen? What? Kazuki was shocked to hear as much, his eyes flickering from the page to the messenger. His reaction must have been anticipated or at least made the messenger wary as he noticed the man taking a step back. He couldn't entirely blame him--even before all this happened, he was well aware that a lot of players had a tendency to abuse the NPCs. Still, the note and his words were surprising. Go figure, on top of a death game, now they had to deal with taxes. Kazuki didn't even know how taxes worked in the real world, now he had to deal with that here?!
Still, he was relatively calm, if surprised. Stepping away from the door and shifting the box in his hands, he did frown at the messenger. "This seems...sudden," He admitted, though he stopped himself. Then again, was it sudden? Nearly every wayfarer had hidden themselves away in the town, no doubt the NPCs had gotten sick of them. But that was something he wondered if anyone considered: did anyone think to tell the NPCs? Their strange behavior was one thing, but if this escalated, it could spell trouble.
"Recently the wayfarers have had a difficult time and have suffered some heavy losses...It has lowered morale considerably," He decided to explain, but even as he spoke, it just sounded like an excuse. How the hell was he supposed to explain it from the perspective of someone living in the world? Wayfarers were supposed to be these mighty saviors or something, right? Ugh, he really wished he paid better attention to the lore. He should just let the messenger be on his way, but Kazuki couldn't let him go just like that, could he?
As the thought crossed his mind, an idea hit him. " I don't suppose that I could request an audience with Her Majesty?" He suddenly asked.
Still, he was relatively calm, if surprised. Stepping away from the door and shifting the box in his hands, he did frown at the messenger. "This seems...sudden," He admitted, though he stopped himself. Then again, was it sudden? Nearly every wayfarer had hidden themselves away in the town, no doubt the NPCs had gotten sick of them. But that was something he wondered if anyone considered: did anyone think to tell the NPCs? Their strange behavior was one thing, but if this escalated, it could spell trouble.
"Recently the wayfarers have had a difficult time and have suffered some heavy losses...It has lowered morale considerably," He decided to explain, but even as he spoke, it just sounded like an excuse. How the hell was he supposed to explain it from the perspective of someone living in the world? Wayfarers were supposed to be these mighty saviors or something, right? Ugh, he really wished he paid better attention to the lore. He should just let the messenger be on his way, but Kazuki couldn't let him go just like that, could he?
As the thought crossed his mind, an idea hit him. " I don't suppose that I could request an audience with Her Majesty?" He suddenly asked.
Getting Max to grumble less and stop trying to beat him with the towel rack was going to have to be his next priority.
Rubbing the back of his head a touch, Eris didn't really have too many expectations for the Back to Basics class. If he was being honest, it wasn't so much that he really wanted to relearn sensory basics, but getting his ass handed to him by Dame Patel at the time had started to wear on his nerves. He had figured that despite his training, he never really honed his natural abilities--what was the point in learning how to swing a glaive if he wasn't taking full advantage of his reflexes and senses? Sure, he knew how to make his footsteps disappear to sneak up on people and shapeshift, but that was pretty much it.
That and he was kinda hoping it would help his extracurricular lessons with Dame Patel not be as humiliating as usual.
Either way, he was pleasantly surprised to find Varis alongside him. A flirty joke, an exasperated eyeroll, and it was back to their usual beats. Not entirely, of course, but Eris liked it that way. Unfortunately, he couldn't even bask the return to their routine as a much more pressing issue appeared before them. As much as Max made fun of him for his evening wakeup routine, Eris was reminded that it existed for a reason. The things that could happen to your skin as the years passed were terrible. Did this woman never hear of moisturizer? Her eyes were so sunken in he was sure he could classify her as a walking skeleton. Disgusting, she was worse than some mages!
Eris avoided rolling his eyes as she spoke, too preoccupied with trying to think of how he could get away with taking a picture so he could put it on Max's mirror to show him how bad he would get if he didn't follow Eris' skin regimen. That said, it was flattering to hear he was a step above literal dog shit, though at least he didn't look like shit. By the stars that face was going to haunt his nightmares in the morning, wasn't it? The only silver lining was that he was very much interested in the promise of having his abilities come naturally to him. He would have rather learned from someone who wasn't a complete eyesore, but he supposed it was bound to happen. Not everyone could be as beautiful as he was, sadly.
At the mention of pairs, Eris turned to the redhead, clicking his tongue. "Knives, blindfolds, earplugs...I'd make a joke but it's too easy," He'd spare Varis that much, instead focusing on him. "You look like you've encountered something unpleasant."
Rubbing the back of his head a touch, Eris didn't really have too many expectations for the Back to Basics class. If he was being honest, it wasn't so much that he really wanted to relearn sensory basics, but getting his ass handed to him by Dame Patel at the time had started to wear on his nerves. He had figured that despite his training, he never really honed his natural abilities--what was the point in learning how to swing a glaive if he wasn't taking full advantage of his reflexes and senses? Sure, he knew how to make his footsteps disappear to sneak up on people and shapeshift, but that was pretty much it.
That and he was kinda hoping it would help his extracurricular lessons with Dame Patel not be as humiliating as usual.
Either way, he was pleasantly surprised to find Varis alongside him. A flirty joke, an exasperated eyeroll, and it was back to their usual beats. Not entirely, of course, but Eris liked it that way. Unfortunately, he couldn't even bask the return to their routine as a much more pressing issue appeared before them. As much as Max made fun of him for his evening wakeup routine, Eris was reminded that it existed for a reason. The things that could happen to your skin as the years passed were terrible. Did this woman never hear of moisturizer? Her eyes were so sunken in he was sure he could classify her as a walking skeleton. Disgusting, she was worse than some mages!
Eris avoided rolling his eyes as she spoke, too preoccupied with trying to think of how he could get away with taking a picture so he could put it on Max's mirror to show him how bad he would get if he didn't follow Eris' skin regimen. That said, it was flattering to hear he was a step above literal dog shit, though at least he didn't look like shit. By the stars that face was going to haunt his nightmares in the morning, wasn't it? The only silver lining was that he was very much interested in the promise of having his abilities come naturally to him. He would have rather learned from someone who wasn't a complete eyesore, but he supposed it was bound to happen. Not everyone could be as beautiful as he was, sadly.
At the mention of pairs, Eris turned to the redhead, clicking his tongue. "Knives, blindfolds, earplugs...I'd make a joke but it's too easy," He'd spare Varis that much, instead focusing on him. "You look like you've encountered something unpleasant."
Is this still accepting new members?
It is not.
Lilie wasn't really sure why Ben pat her head like she was some kind of dog, but she guessed it wasn't supposed to be demeaning. She did, however, go to her bathroom to fix her hair--her dumb brother liked to pat her head too. Was that just a tall person thing? Or was it just because she was short? No, it had to be the former, she was an average height, everyone else was a giant towering over her. Her mom and dad did it a lot, too, now that she thought about it. As if she had another reason to be annoyed at her lack of height!
As she yanked the scrunchie off and let her hair spill over her shoulders, she pulled a brush through it before perfecting her usual ponytail, letting her mind wander. She didn't really have any expectations for the new semester, but she wondered if maybe she should. Then again, it hadn't started the way she wanted to at all. Yesterday was just spent worrying over Aaron and seeing old friends, but it felt weird. Helena definitely got into her head--well, she was always in her head, but things were different with her now. While going home felt the same, coming back here was a little easier. She didn't really miss her town anymore like she used to. Maybe she could finally get used to mage life?
Staring at herself in the mirror for a second, she looked herself up and down. A cream-colored turtleneck and a brown skirt so long she could probably wear it as a dress and no one would notice.--no matter what anyone told her, she still felt like a grandma. Maybe she could make things a little different? Touching the Eve pendant, her eyes flickered to her hair, and an idea came to her. Returning to her closet, she searched through the accessories before finding a brown scarf. Folding it, she tied it around her ponytail, making a makeshift ribbon before inspecting herself in the mirror. Aha! One little touch and she actually looked closer to her age!
Her phone beeped again, and her heart stopped. No, last time she got excited, it had been Salem, so it was probably him replying. That or Max found a new meme to show her. She put on a little more perfume before returning to her phone, plopping herself down on her bed and promptly throwing aside every thought as she let out a massive sigh of relief. So Aaron was okay! Thank goodness, she really did convince herself that something happened. She did frown a little, getting a little nervous at the last part. Was that a good 'I need to talk to you' or a bad one? No, the bad one was 'we need to talk', right? This was good? Hopefully?
Either way, she needed to respond. Or maybe she should wait a little so she didn't come off too desperate? Then again she had spammed him so not coming off as desperate was probably too late. She tried to think of what to say, but there wasn't much she could since he wanted to talk in person. Clucking her tongue, she figured she'd go with something simple and cheery like nothing was wrong.
> okay!
Was that really all she could come up with?! Letting out a groan, she tried to force out another message. Still, her anxiety got the best of her and she ended up apologizing.
> I'm sorry for all the messages, I hope I wasn't too annoying
Okay, that took a depressing turn. But she could salvage this!
> see you soon!
Lilie stared intently at the last message, the three words striking through her very core. "...'see you soon'? Why? Why am I so lame?!" She whined, dropping her phone onto the bed as she buried her face in her hands.
As she yanked the scrunchie off and let her hair spill over her shoulders, she pulled a brush through it before perfecting her usual ponytail, letting her mind wander. She didn't really have any expectations for the new semester, but she wondered if maybe she should. Then again, it hadn't started the way she wanted to at all. Yesterday was just spent worrying over Aaron and seeing old friends, but it felt weird. Helena definitely got into her head--well, she was always in her head, but things were different with her now. While going home felt the same, coming back here was a little easier. She didn't really miss her town anymore like she used to. Maybe she could finally get used to mage life?
Staring at herself in the mirror for a second, she looked herself up and down. A cream-colored turtleneck and a brown skirt so long she could probably wear it as a dress and no one would notice.--no matter what anyone told her, she still felt like a grandma. Maybe she could make things a little different? Touching the Eve pendant, her eyes flickered to her hair, and an idea came to her. Returning to her closet, she searched through the accessories before finding a brown scarf. Folding it, she tied it around her ponytail, making a makeshift ribbon before inspecting herself in the mirror. Aha! One little touch and she actually looked closer to her age!
Her phone beeped again, and her heart stopped. No, last time she got excited, it had been Salem, so it was probably him replying. That or Max found a new meme to show her. She put on a little more perfume before returning to her phone, plopping herself down on her bed and promptly throwing aside every thought as she let out a massive sigh of relief. So Aaron was okay! Thank goodness, she really did convince herself that something happened. She did frown a little, getting a little nervous at the last part. Was that a good 'I need to talk to you' or a bad one? No, the bad one was 'we need to talk', right? This was good? Hopefully?
Either way, she needed to respond. Or maybe she should wait a little so she didn't come off too desperate? Then again she had spammed him so not coming off as desperate was probably too late. She tried to think of what to say, but there wasn't much she could since he wanted to talk in person. Clucking her tongue, she figured she'd go with something simple and cheery like nothing was wrong.
> okay!
Was that really all she could come up with?! Letting out a groan, she tried to force out another message. Still, her anxiety got the best of her and she ended up apologizing.
> I'm sorry for all the messages, I hope I wasn't too annoying
Okay, that took a depressing turn. But she could salvage this!
> see you soon!
Lilie stared intently at the last message, the three words striking through her very core. "...'see you soon'? Why? Why am I so lame?!" She whined, dropping her phone onto the bed as she buried her face in her hands.
Hinotori High School
Kyoto Prefecture
APRIL 9TH, 2018
SUNNY DAY
Kyoto Prefecture
APRIL 9TH, 2018
SUNNY DAY
The first day of school was often an eagerly anticipated one--the start of the new school year was always exciting and full of opportunity. While it was seen as a chore for some and nothing new for the staff that remained the same while the students were the ones that constantly changed, it was hard to miss the excitement. The train stations were abundant with students dressed in their uniforms, crossing from all over the prefecture to make sure they weren’t late on their first day.
That said, there was an underlying tension bubbling underneath the cheerfulness.
A few spats had popped up on school grounds from the returning students; while it wasn’t strange to see teenagers get into arguments, it was the speed at which they aggravated one another. Of course, it extended to the staff as well--Wada-sensei was already notorious for his grumpy attitude, but even he seemed to have less patience than usual.
Fortunately, the anticipation remained. What awaited those who had received their contracts?
That said, there was an underlying tension bubbling underneath the cheerfulness.
A few spats had popped up on school grounds from the returning students; while it wasn’t strange to see teenagers get into arguments, it was the speed at which they aggravated one another. Of course, it extended to the staff as well--Wada-sensei was already notorious for his grumpy attitude, but even he seemed to have less patience than usual.
Fortunately, the anticipation remained. What awaited those who had received their contracts?
The cast list is up, thank you so much to everyone for making my job harder than it needed to be, I genuinely didn't expect so much attention. I promise every sheet was great and it honestly came down to tiny nitpicks and what I thought I could work with more, many times I was tempted to throw away caution to the wind and accept everyone. Thank you so much and best of luck for the future!
Okay I've been told 'Monday night' that I was thinking isn't night but morning instead, so I will recant, Monday morning (i.e. sometime after midnight) the list will be up. I appreciate every entry and really wish I could handle bigger crowds, but I'd like you guys to know I'm sincerely humbled by your interest.
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I hope it's not too late to submit something!
Not at all, the deadline is midnight EST. I'll be putting out the accepted cast list Monday night, most likely.
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