February Event and Intro Log
Orientation Week/Magic Mayhem
The campus of Diatu Magicademy stretches out before you, confused and chaotic and surging with energy. Where are you headed? To your dorm or suite, to get settled? Maybe you need some food now? Wherever you head off to as your first stop, you have to deal with the snow. Helpful or proud students are passing out various magical remedies to get you where you need to be -- umbrellas with a nasty tendency to dump snow directly onto other people nearby, an iron tube that projects fire but appears to have no off switch, snowshoes that keep you slightly too high off the snow and thus provide no friction for stopping...
Familiar Follies
Familiars do not harass or harm each other as a rule -- but that doesn't mean they have no pecking order, and the week of Orientation finds them all jockeying for status and position as suits them. This can take the form of pranks, displays, competitions, or simple physical assertiveness towards each other. The goal is simply to be seen as superior by the student body. New wizards especially may find themselves surprised at this behavior of their familiars...
Research On the Sundered
With the arrival of the Sundered come those wizards engaged in research on their presence here, now set to investigate what brought them here and how to get them home. All Sundered students are asked to meet with representatives of the research team, to introduce themselves and relate what they will of their homes. In addition, the team requests samples of blood, hair, and skin -- carefully magically collected, and the researchers will sign in the presence of the Sundered a Glyphed contract that forbids them from using the samples for a purpose they know will be harmful. (They quite understand your reasons to be suspicious of this collection! And they will not compel anyone who refuses even given these conditions.)
Furthermore, they request to perform a few spells on you for testing purposes. It is, quite regrettably, possible that if you consent to this testing, you will come away with a temporary side effect -- a slight change of hair color, traveling two steps for every one you take, one hand moving about a second behind the arm it should be attached to, or being ridden by a penguin. No need to worry, these changes won't last more than a day!
Wonders Await
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[Though Gosetsu has sense. The snake, at least. The samurai...well, he had some sense, even if it was leavened by a streak of altruism at least a yalm wide. It still didn't lend itself to her understanding. Perhaps someday.
Still, the racer coils by the fire, even as Yotsuyu checks over the coat, before handing it over.]
It is unharmed by its association with me. If, perhaps, still a tiny bit damp. I thank you again. May I know your name? I am Yotsuyu goe Brutus, formerly of Doma.
[As if they weren't happy to see the end of her. Still, she wasn't about to admit that, yet.]
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not until she's dry comfortable again. ]
Aw, it's fine. I can just stick around until it's completely dry.
[ there's a singular blink at the impressive title, but not further reaction as he juts a thumb to himself. ]
I'm Lloyd. Lloyd Irving-- no fancy titles or anything like that.
[ unless one counted something along the lines of 'Hero of the Twin Worlds' or 'Guardian of the Mana Tree' as a title, but Lloyd doesn't give a hoot about that. he's just doing what he can to make the world a better place. ]
You sound like you're a princess with that kinda name.
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[That almost has her laughing, truly, and she shakes her head.]
Lloyd. A pleasure. I am...sorry for my rude treatment of you.
[Apologizing sure came a lot easier for Tsuyu. Yotsuyu can't quite help a lip curl, but she shakes her head again.]
Goe only means that I am a citizen of the Empire. No princess. I was not born with such a title, either. It...well. The Empire is not always a nice place, shall we say?
[And while it is her name, "goe Brutus" is probably not one she favors, if she had a choice. Though it meant more in Doma and the Empire proper than it does here. But does she really want to go back to Naeuri? Yotsuyu isn't sure. But she'd grasped and schemed for it...if nothing else, it should serve as a memory. A reminder of what not to do, if nothing else.]
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he slumps in his chair a little, burying the bottom half of his face into his arms. when he talks, it sounds more muffled because of it. ]
Don't worry about it. But it sure does sound like they're not all that popular.
[ a beat. ]
Do they categorize everyone like that?
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[It wasn't as if Asahi had not had a more important designation, despite the fact that she had been named Viceroy of Doma. His anger at the end was still quite fresh in her mind. At Lloyd's assumption of their lack of popularity, she couldn't help but laugh.]
No, no. I dare say Garlemald is not popular at all. Feared, perhaps. Almost likely, I would say.
[A pause, then.]
I hope your homeland is not such a bitter place.
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[ or four. hundred.
there's a beat as he considers Yotsuyu's words. his homeland… well, his home by far was not perfect. he knew this from experience. there's strife all over from the two worlds being rejoined, with the Tethe'allans holding a sort of superiority complex over the people of Sylvarant. and even before then, extreme racism ran rampant-- and that's only the tip of the iceberg.
her homeland almost reminded him of the Desians and Cruxis.
he didn't want to think about that. ]
Where I'm from isn't that bad. There're some parts of it that aren't all that great… But we're all doing what we can to make it a better place for everyone.
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[Yotsuyu is really not certain she wants to popularize the fact that she'd actually died, that seems like a bad idea to her.]
The Eorzeans had driven them back, and from what news I had heard, were working to liberate Ala Mhigo and Doma from the Empire.
[And there, she makes an uncertain and pregnant pause, biting her lower lip a moment before she looks over at Lloyd again.]
I am certain of Doma's freedom. Now, am I certain it will last? No. Garlemald does not like losing. Hien Rijin was...good to me, when I did not deserve it. So...I may hope that he succeeds where his father failed. As for your home...every place has its good and bad. It is your home, though, is it not? Thus for you, it is important.
[Not so Doma for her, but she does realize it's not like that for everyone. Surprising enough to her that she does hope the Empire doesn't come back to Doma too quickly.]