PUBLIC ● MORALS

Sorry for my absence these last few days, everyone! I’ve been quite busy at home, but simultaneously I was just feeling more compelled to rp another muse of mine - lawfulspiral - so I took a moment to pile up drafts here.

It wouldn’t be long now. one week from this point and the 78th class would be having their very first history test. A monumentous occasion; the first test of the year defines how well you will perform in future assignments! Ishimaru Kiyotaka would be nothing if not perfectly prepared for this challenge.

For the last three days (which was precisely the date upon which their homeroom teacher had announced the test), Kiyotaka had ensconced himself within the library, welcomed by the silence it provided. This was the truest center of all knowledge, nothing spelled learning quite like the sound of turning pages and pens jotting notes. Thus far, he’d gotten through one of the three reference books the teacher had suggested they read. At this rate, he’d not have enough time to read all the texts, review his notes, and return to the books in case he had any doubts! Every moment needed be used carefully!

Alas, as he located the next book on his list and reached to pluck it from its spot on the shelf, he found it was seemingly jammed there.

“What on earth?” He pulled a bit more insistantly now, but for each of his tugs one of equal force was applied on the other side. Oh! It appeared another student wanted the same book and was reaching for it from the wrong side of the shelf! “Excuse me! If you could please let go of this text, I’d be grateful to you.”

“I have woken up at last, but it appears that during my sleeping hours many of our classmates have exchanged ratings for one another’s posteriors.”

“Is this common etiquette among friends? Is it rude of my part not to participate in the ratings?”

“Hm... a toy? I can’t quite remember one, in all honesty! Since I was a young boy I found my entertainment in books. My oldest memories are of my parents or my grandfather reading aloud to me until I could learn to read myself!”

“Although, I remember my father telling me of a badge which I carried with myself wherever I went. Supposedly, it was a gift from my grandfather. He says I could spend hours shining and admiring it, trying to pin it perfectly onto my shirt so I could parade it proudly.”

muse: Kiyotaka Ishimaru nickname: Kyoudai (Mondo Oowada) zodiac sign: Virgo  gender: Male favorite color: Red / White average sleep: Exactly 8 hours a night; normally goes to bed at 10 pm and wakes up at 6 am with spare time to do his morning exercises and attend his classes. last thing googled: “What are good topics to mention in friendly conversations?” height: 6′0″ (He’s grown only just barely ever since graduating from Hopes Peak)

“Well… Yeah, but c’mon. This isn’t gonna change. Face it man, I know how I look. The hair, the clothes, my attitude probably helps add to that. I’m not dumb, if that’s what you were thinkin’. There’s no chance that you and I are gonna get along after this. Do ya understand? Even if you were on the baseball team with me, ya’d still probably have a problem with everything I did. I dunno what part of that is wrong, do you?”

Once they’d reached their destination, Leon put an arm out to stop the other from stepping further. He’d given it some thought, and though the athlete truly didn’t have much of a plan for their time in the garden, figured that he’d respond immediately to the other’s words. “You can do your job without havin’ one of these up your ass day and night.” He held up the bat to prove his point. It was, again, probably much too harsh of a criticism. “Look. Ya do what ya have to. But as far as I’m concerned, I don’t need to be on your radar. Besides, why the fuck would I do somethin’ that’d get my ass kicked off the team, y’know?” The athlete’s tone suddenly became much more serious. “Ya think I’d risk somethin’ like that, basically a free ride outta high school, just because I friggin’ felt like it? I gotta behave a bit too, y’know. Public appearances? Pretty important.”

“I can assure you something like that can’t physically fit there!” He practically keened, rather red in the face at the notion that anyone would think of using sports equipment for such means. That was outrageous! Still, it was also not the topic of their current discussion. He paused when instructed to, fiery eyes fixed onto Kuwata’s own, unwavering. “As I said before, Kuwata-kun, your choice of style is not the issue here! The school doesn’t enforce any specified uniform given the nature of the students and their respective talents. As long as you don’t wear something risky or inappropriate, I have no reason to reprimand you.”

“I do understand what you mean in regards to public appearances, but I’d not risk your expulsion for something as petty as an attitude! Heavens, even Oowada-kun has his issues and I still assign him no more than a detention on occasion-”

“In short... if you are concerned that I’d risk your education here, I can assure you I’m no such person. It isn’t in my interest to injure you in any way.”

Not appropriate for a school environment? Coming from someone that made it his life’s work to push at the limits ‘till they bend under his will, hearing a dress code violation accusation from Ishimaru of all people was some sort of jarring. Guess miracles do happen, but–

He’s NOT serious.

“You dead serious? Since when is the Leon Kuwata no longer in season? I thought you were ALL about my gutsy glitz and glamour!”

Maybe the poor guy’s got a fever or something.

“Glitz and-?!” He couldn’t quite bring himself to parrot the other’s statement, entirely confused regarding what that might mean. “I can assure you I have worn nothing of the sort! The gakuran is the only acceptable outfit for a youth during these stages of learning and I pride in keeping my uniform pristine and well pressed!”

“Furthermore, I’d not know well enough what would be in season or not. If you’d like to know of such matters, I suppose Enoshima-san would be a more appropriate conversational partner...”

He hummed thoughtfully at that. Would she be the best for such matters? Most likely. But even then, he’s not spoken very much with her to know- Wait, that didn’t matter for the time being!

Good morning, everyone! Nanner here with an idea. As of right now, I don’t have many threads, but I really want to try and interact with more people! That being said, I’ll revive something that I used to do-

Everyone who starts following me will recieve a greeter from now on! You are absolutely not obligated to reply to these greeters, however it’s a nice ice breaker more often than not.

Threads still take precedence though, so I’m going to get to work on those and then I’ll make the greeters.

“Alright, now we’re talkin’! Fine then. You’re probably gonna be a bother anyway, but yeah. You can come along man.” Leon tried his best to give his brightest smile, though he was still super annoyed that the other would tag along when he wanted some alone time with his bat. 

Leon beckoned the other along, quickly ascending the stairs to the top floor of the school. The bat remained ever-perfectly poised against the artificial ginger’s shoulder. “So, is this a common thing for you to bug me every day? Because it’s gonna get old if you keep tryin’ to find fault with everything I do.” 

Though short on friends and awkward with most social interactions, Kiyotaka still had a heart of sorts. Leon’s words, even if fueled with annoyance for the prefect’s strict approach, were still hurtful. Still, Ishimaru made no mention to them, opting to tag along to the upper floor of the school and into the greenhouse set up there. He only spoke once the athlete made another inquiry.

“As I recall, this is the first time I have an issue with your conduct. Despite appearances and your occasional attitude, you are timely and unlikely to initiate arguments with the remainder of the student body.” He replies trying to be impersonal so as not to let on that he’d been upset. “If you can give me your word, that you won’t tempt that further, I have no reason to be anymore of a burden.”

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Can you be anymore obvious?"

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”



”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Like you even care."

"Little too late, don't you think?"

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Obviously there is something between us."

"Of all the things i've heard, that hurt the most."

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Quiet, I am trying to think."

"Relax, I have a plan."

"Really?"

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Unbelievable. I can't believe you right now."

"Very good, you had me fooled."

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird.""