#emptyjester

DATE: January 8th, 2004, 7:35a.m. LOCATION: Saint Angels Academy.

A long, drawn out yawn left 16 year old Tyson’s lips as he tiredly shuffled out amongst his fellow peers from the large gymnasium where the ‘WELCOME’ had just finished. It never failed to unsettle him, watching the bright eyes of the newer students turn to disbelief and then dawning horror at the revelation of magic having been a reality of centuries.

Maybe that was why he felt so tired right now. Well, that and it was pretty early in the morning. Scratching at the front of his white t-shirt which wasn’t supposed to be showing ( their uniform jackets were to be BUTTONED UP AND PRESENTABLE during school hours, no exceptions ), he idly glanced over his new schedule for the second year at the academy.

Pretty standard stuff -- magic history, mystic creatures ( demons was apparently too ‘strong’ a word to use ): what to look for & understand, combat training, math, literature, more combat training, a few private lessons. Honestly, he was curious if he’d still be sticking with the same dorm roommate, or if they’d be switching for the new year.

Not paying attention was a strong suit of Tyson’s, especially this early in the morning. Bleary eyed and not at all quite functioning physically: but his senses were as primed as ever. He sensed the energy of the other student that he nearly bowled into -- nearly, because Tyson jumped near effortlessly over their head and landed on the other side of him.

Newer students gasped, some clapped in awe; returning students barely glanced over, or stopped walking. Turning so that he was stepping backwards, Ty slowed and glanced up, grinning apologetically towards the-- Japanese??-- teen he’d avoided a collision with,

Being back home felt foreign to her. Saki wasn’t supposed to make it back, was she? She was certain that she was meant to die in that place and yet she was given another chance. Saki couldn’t understand why, she didn’t have anything good in her life going for her. In this town many whispered about her spreading nothing but false rumors that always escalated making Saki want to alienate herself from everyone else in Inaba.

This was Saki’s chance to disappear, but instead she had been rescued. She had no clue that her parents had called the police department to notify them that she had come home, but she should have expected this. When her parents told her that someone from the police department wold be coming over to check on her Saki was overcome with fear. Please don’t send that man. 

When her parents called for Saki to come downstairs, she already knew it was a bad idea. As soon as she could see who had come from the police department she wanted to turn back around and go back to her room but instead she continued down the stairs not wanting to raise any suspicious. Maybe she could play it off as though she didn’t remember anything, but she wondered if that would be believable to this man. Detective Adachi wasn’t as kind as he tried to let on. 

welcome to adulthood souji-kun!!! the next step is realizing everything is pointless and throwing yourself into traffic!!!!!

"Under the uhhhhhh" (checks smudged writing on hand) "Patriot act or whatever I can suspend those rights. Stop being horny."

         “Me? Nah, Dojima-san just asked if I’d pick him up a change of clothes ‘s all.” It’s not technically a lie, but Yu doesn’t know. Yu isn’t him. But he’d needed to see him, in a way. Maybe just to confirm that what happened really did happen. “Sorry for the intrusion! I won’t take long.”

“I see...” No, no, this doesn’t feel right. Is it his paranoia? Last cycle, Yu had killed Rise, and Adachi had spoken to him strangely then. & Then, it was all-- blank. Yu couldn’t remember what had happened after that.

Had.... Adachi killed him? Was Yu just blocking out that traumatic memory? Maybe.