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2) What got you into roleplaying?

I used to write Fruits Basket fanfiction. All the time. My most successful story even broke 400 reviews! Anyway, I fell out of that for certain reasons, but still wanted to write Fruits Basket. Eventually, that search ended here.

17) If you were an animal, what would you be?

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Planning my study abroad in Japan (LEAVING IN JANUARY, FUCK YES.) 

Having a pile of books from the library and getting to choose which one to start next.

Period dramas. Medieval, Edwardian, Victorian, e v e r y t h i n g.

Playing my flute in large ensembles. Especially when we have a concert and I have a moment of realizing that it’s the last time I’ll ever play these music pieces with a group.

When my boss brings her dog to work, and there’s just a dog running around the library all day. So sweet. I love Pumpkin.

This was the week. At the beginning of the term, it had been announced that a major part of their physiology class would be dissecting a rat, and it would count for a large part of their grade. Yuki rested his chin in his hand, staring out the window of the classroom. Mayu was in front of the class, reminding them that the dissection was scheduled for the next day, and could the class please make sure to be prepared?

They’d be with their usual lab partners, and for Yuki that meant Tohru. He couldn’t leave her to dissect an animal on her own, or else he might have skipped class. His grade was good enough, anyway. But hers wasn’t. 

His stomach turned. Just one more day. It wasn’t much time at all. It wasn’t that he had a deep love for rats, but he had known their emotions and fear before. Of course, these would be dead and... well, emotionless. He wouldn’t feel their fear.

Somehow, that made it worse and more bearable at the same time.