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band-aids everywhere!
Characters: "Karin Asagiya" and you good person you![ There's one (1) young man seated at the far corner of the cafeteria away from people's usual line of sight, looking rather preoccupied. On his right is a plate of sliced apples, looking rather haphazardly done with a chainsaw, and a small bowl of cool water. On his left is a small medical kit with strips of paper that held band-aids littering the table. He holds a paring knife in his right hand, slowly carving away at one of the slices. Every five - or less - minutes, he winces, sighs and continues on.
Format: First or third.
This log is: Open.
Location: In the cafeteria. Amazing, isn't it? He goes there now that the SC office is closed.
Summary: Apple bunnies! The ex-Student Council President is making apple bunnies. And failing miserably.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, El is having trouble peeling apples. What a sad day this is for the world.
A moment later, he finally sighs again and puts down a slightly blood-stained apple bunny, half-peeled with the supposed bunny ears cut awkwardly. He used to be able to do this before he came to this place. ]
I suppose that one's wasted as well.
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Upon entering, he found his eyes drawn to the student in the corner.
Have one (1) severely underbuttoned Shoujou hesitantly approaching your table, El.] Um... excuse me...?
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Possibly but what would this achieve, given that the rules were changed anyway?
El sets down the paring knife on the plate and looks up, offering a smile towards Shoujou. Who looked like he had never learned how buttons work. Strange. ]
I can't offer you apples today unfortunately.
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Peeling apples... did they take that from you? [Pause.] ...El?
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[ Another smile before he wraps a hand around a finger to stop one of the cuts he got from bleeding. He gives him another stare from head to foot, lifting an eyebrow at his disheveled clothes. ]
It's just peeling apples. It could have been worse. Like not being able to button my clothes. [ El inclines his head at his name as he picks up a band-aid from the kit. ] I look obvious enough, I suppose.
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And of course El would figure it out; El figured everything out.]Why are you wearing your hair like that? ...you don't have to hurt yourself like that...
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[ Running around as El when he's all by himself . . . That's simply stupid. He was planning on waiting this out until his own Council arrives in this school. And it seems that they were, one by one.
He takes another slice of apple, one that hasn't been mutilated and covered in blood yet, to test out his skills once more. If he had forgotten about it, maybe he could relearn it. ]
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[Is respectfully silent for a minute, watching, before speaking up.] ...as far as I can tell, memories are irretrievable outside of participating in their Exaclan. I don't know how it works, but I think they erase the memory again if you recall it.
[Shoujou's desperate to know what El's found out, what El's plans are -- to know, in short, what El wants Shoujou to do, but rather than articulate his feelings, he opts for a shorter question.] Um, El, what have you found out so far?
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So the fact that he pauses to take account of Karin's bloodied apple bunnies while passing by is... curious indeed. Have a frown, Karin/El. You are mauling the cuteness of the bunnies.]
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Bloodied apples aside, which he had briefly set aside to wrap another band-aid around an offended fingertip - really now, how impossible could peeling apples be? - El lifts an eyebrow at Tougyu's frown. There wasn't even an acknowledgment from him, simply a frown. And it's as if his eyes passed over his face without a sign of recognition whatsoever.
Was it possible that he couldn't recognize it was him, considering how flimsy his disguise was anyway? He tests it if Tougyu would at least recognize his voice. ]
Yes, can I help you?
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Is this what El looks like then? Somehow... it doesn't seem to fit. Tougyu had expected someone more intimidating, someone less approachable, someone with... er... nevermind.
Rather than ask outright, he tilts his head, giving the president a confused stare. He doesn't understand his difficulty in believing this is El when it so obviously is.]
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Not that he's complaining. After all, this has so much potential to be used to his advantage in this new school. ]
What's wrong?
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El. [It isn't phrased a question but it is one regardless. If Karin answers with a confirmation, Tougyu will know who he has to follow. If he doesn't, then he isn't him or Tougyu isn't meant to recognize him. Either way, his path seems pretty clear cut.]
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Now to feign innocence or to give a confirmation. Of course, if his face really was a forgotten memory and Shoujou's earlier words were true about memories continuously being erased despite being learned, then it doesn't really matter. He pushes his hair back with a bandaged hand but leaves the eyepatch on. ]
This face, do you remember it now?
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Isn't it nice that they can meet somewhere so public in safety now.] I've talked to everyone no-- [usdfds blood. Blood on the bunnies.] You're bleeding!
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She stops though and El blinks at her sudden reaction and change in tone. ]
Ah, this? [ He looks down at his hands. Note the band-aids wrapped on every finger. Not a good picture, but he's not going to die from it. Then he looks back up at Sora with a sheepish smile. ] It's just an accident, don't worry.
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What was I-- Oh, that's right. We've decided to improve our weapons first! Tsuki's going to buy everyone rings this afternoon.
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Should I give her my tokens then?
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Are you sure it's all right though?
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It was just very convenient that the quietest corner in the cafeteria was the same table El-- no, he was supposed to be known as Karin right now, wasn't he-- was occupying. Kuchinawa slides his tray onto the table.]
May I?
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This place does like to surprise him in the most amusing of ways. First was Shoujou. Then came Tougyu. And now, Kuchinawa. Was there anyone else he missed? ]
Be my guest.
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He opened his book and began to read, frowning at how nothing seems to make sense to him. Why would a princess be in a tower? Where were all these princes coming from? Every page was filled with nonsense, but he knew they had some kind of logic to him once.
He closes his book with a sigh and smiles at that very very awkward looking apple rabbit.]
Do you really have to cut it like that?
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What's wrong with cutting it like this?
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[a glance at all the wasted apples]
It's kind of cute. [It. That single bunny, standing out against the apple wasteland.
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passive-aggressivesmile. After a few minutes of more carving the apple and his hand -- ]When did you arrive?
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YOU'RE IN CLASS WHY ARE YOU TAGGING
what this was posted before I left home ._.
you said you were leaving before that
.... really? I forgot. ._.
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