#parvuius

Takumi, Li-Ming, and Sylvanas Windrunner have all been placed on hiatus until May 5th!

The Meme! Still accepting!

40. “Don’t let go” hug

Kiragi can’t believe his eyes, a big part of him really wants to, so bad he wants to believe that his father is here standing just a few feet from him, but not looking at him. He wants him to look this way, give him acknowledgement, welcome him with open arms. Those last memories he has of his Father, he wants to wash those last moments of running away and leaving his Father behind from his mind. 

Kiragi can hardly stop himself as he drops his Yumi vision blurring with tears as he makes a dash for Takumi. He stumbles over his own feet once when its too hard for him to see, but he doesn’t stop until he’s pressing his face into Takumi’s back trying to hold himself back from openly sobbing into his shirt.

“Father!”

He’s unaware, but doesn’t care how hard his arms are squeezing around Takumi, he’s feeling so elated, because Takumi is real he’s right in front of him. This is no shadow of himself, this is the real deal, the same man that taught him the basics of archery and gave his life to let Kiragi flee.

“That is quite far enough, Prince Takumi.” Leon said roughly, calling out in hopes of garnering the other’s attention. In his role as a teacher at the academy, under normal circumstances he was not allowed to interfere unless necessary with the challenge. However, he could no longer sit by while the Headmistress’s insane plan ruined the entire ranks of students and teachers alike that had been summoned. He had kept his place until now: silently casting judgement as wounded after wounded were brought back to the infirmary, to the place where they could find refuge for the time being. In his opinion, things had certainly gone far enough - even the small resistance group had seemingly fallen, their leader having been caught up in the mind-control spell that made the attackers “lovesick”. 

It was unfortunate that their leader had been Takumi. Perhaps that was the final straw for Leon.

He did have a peace treaty with Hoshido. This bloodshed... he could not allow Takumi to succumb to madness as well. No, that would be disrespectful to his brother whom had only just started to open up to the Nohrian’s and their alliance. Besides that, Leon didn’t want to see someone he truly wished to befriend simply wander around like a puppet. 

It was time to intervene. 

The nameplate stopped Corrin before he had even had the chance to knock on the door. Takumi was carved into the plate along with Corrin’s name and his heart ached a little just seeing the letters against the plate. Surely it couldn’t be his Takumi, the one who should still be with their other siblings awaiting him on the other side in Vala. A wait they may never see the end of so long as Corrin is stuck here at this school. He knows better than to dwell on the fact and pushes it as far from his mind as he can for the moment. He should be excited for the prospect of cohabiting with another person in such a small space, an experience he sorely had missed out on. Living away from the Castle there was so much room in the Northern Fortress that Corrin had never been required to share his chambers with anyone and had been left to his own devices for a majority of the time. Even his siblings on their many visits didn’t linger long in his room, at least not long enough for them to be considered rooming together.

After he’d traded the Fortress for a tree-house in the Astral plane, nothing much had changed beyond bringing comrades up to his room to bond with. None of them stayed longer than a few hours, however, so he couldn’t use those experiences to base what he might be facing here. So he was excited, and maybe a little nervous. After all what if he wasn’t allowed to bond with allies in his room any longer because his roommate found it weird?

One step at a time.

Corrin takes a deep breath and then knocks on the door once and then twice before he lets himself in.

“Hello? My name is Corrin” he offers up his name as he pushes the door open, “I believe we’re roommates now Takumi, its going to be nice to get know--”

He backpedals and words catch in his throat and for once he is at a loss. Takumi, so the name hadn’t been a coincidence.

“Takumi? You’re here? But when did you... get here?”

Sylvanas Windrunner has been reserved until February 27th!

Oho! A good choice of President for the Dueling Society, indeed. We wish you the best of luck with your presidency Takumi, be sure to lead everyone towards victory and watch out for those wishing to take your place!

     Dear Takumi,

Welcome to Hiraeth Academy. You have been summoned here by a great force of power, as a chosen one to attend our facility. It is within these halls that we hope you learn to better yourself and become more in-tune with the abilities you have been given. We hope that you are able to reach an even further understanding of your abilities: Wielding Fujin Yumi, as well as your strength and dexterity, with the help of our expert-level teaching staff.

You have been assigned to Dorm 500. Please find your way there using the map located on the backside of this letter. Afterwards, you will be asked to attend a brief orientation where you will be given your class schedule and appropriate uniform.