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Let The Games Begin

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

Wonders Await

Diatu Magicademy is open to you in all its glory. Have fun!

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[Junk does not mean the same thing to Yotsuyu that it means to Jecht, clearly. The expression on her face is one of confusion, certainly.]

I do not see why kicking your ship would make you sad...

[Though that's more a self-directed musing, though she gives him another odd look, nonetheless.]

We do not have many owls where I am from, but yours is certainly a handsome member of his species. I have been told they should, indeed, be named. As it is, I have named my snake Gosetsu. For...one who was my friend.

[ Because despite everything, she thinks that is precisely what he may have been trying to be. The old Roegadyn had done his best for her.]

[Well. Uh, good that she thinks he's the size of ship?]

[Kinda getting the feeling here that this name business is a lot more important than she's letting on. Well, what the heck, everybody's got something going on they don't wanna address directly, right?]

Maybe I oughtta name this guy "Blitzball". Seems like that's all he's good for!

Blitzball? Curious. Why name him that?

[The 'all he's good for' has her frowning just a touch--sounds like something she'd say. Worse, the old her, before Tsuyu ever mollified those...urges.

In short, something not precisely good.]

Is that something you are fond of, at least? I have never heard of it.

'Cuz he's big, round, and doesn't do anything! [Jecht pokes his owl, who ruffles his feathers indignantly. The grin on his face says he doesn't really mean it, but this is Jecht; he's good at picking on people, or familiars!]

Blitzball's the only sport worth playin', that's what it is.

And how long have you known him? Perhaps he has not had a chance to prove himself to you.

[Ever used to being the one doing the picking on, Yotsuyu may be missing the point, here. She tilts her head slightly, brows furrowing even as she frowns a little.]

I have never heard of it. Then again, I always had more of a penchant for games of chance...not that that did me a great deal of good.

Oh, a gambling girl, huh? [Those might not be the purest thoughts in Jecht's head at the moment. Could be worse, though. Just something about the idea's got its appeal.] S'too bad, you were missing out.

Was I? [Jecht has impure thoughts. Yotsuyu's are no less impure, but in a different direction, though she schools her features to sweetness.]

Perhaps you shall have to do some instruction in that, though the folk here seem to be more interested in--what was it, Bala-Inlota?

[Her tone seems to intimate she's not much interested in that, either...]

Yeah, and blitz is kinda hard to play without the proper setup! Guess the wizards here could probably whip up a giant ball of water if they wanted, but -- yeah, they're all into the wizard sport, huh?

[Which Jecht is more curious about, just because he needs an outlet. Studying and schooling... ain't really his thing.]

Water? [Yotsuyu is mystified by this, brows furrowing, but then the man continues, she just nods.]

Yes. They are, it seems, though I have no idea what the draw is. At least that means I am likely too old to participate.

[She snorts in amusement, here. She might be persuaded to watch, but to play? No. No thank you!]

[Jecht laughs, loud and brash, with his head tipped back.] No way! I ain't lettin' age stop me, and there's no way you got years on me!

Perhaps not, but I've little skill for that sort of gaming.

[Plus, her dignity would likely not allow it. Though she allows a smile to touch her lips, briefly.]

Though if you do intend to go through with it, perhaps I shall come watch.

[Jecht winks, pointing a finger-gun her way.] Show up and I'll score a point in your name.

[Her eyes narrow at that, and Yotsuyu cannot help but smirk, then.

A name you still don't know, hm?

[Nor is she about to help him out, here. It's all she can do to not laugh, really. Though there's definitely a hint of challenge in her demeanor. She's cowed better men than Jecht, after all.]

[Jecht lets out a groan, shifting his weight to his left leg.]

That was kinda your cue to tell me.

Pity, I'm somewhat lacking as an actress. The theater was never my forte.

[Not that she's terribly bad at acting--certain talents of hers do demand it, after all--but there's a certain sadistic little part of her that's enjoying watching this man twist in the wind, so to speak.]

Besides, you act as if I should know you. Pray tell, why is that?

Ha, you will! Once I take the world by storm like I did back in Zanarkand, and people are crowding around for my autograph and swooning at my smile, then you can say you knew me back when!

[No small ego on Jecht, a fact he's proud of. Proud because it means he can put aside all the pain and maturity he'd faced the past decade of his so-called life, and just... be, again.]

Big words. Lots of air, until you back it up, eh?

[Yotsuyu's impression is that he's playing her game; she's not about to give in and tell him her name. Offers of goal-scoring for her aside, she has her pride. And a whole lot of it. She crosses her arms, and if she had her pipe, she'd probably blow smoke in his face, since to her, he's doing the same. Simply without any tobacco products, and with more hot air.]

Perhaps you ought to leave bala-inlota to the children, and save yourself the potential for embarrassment?

Heh. [Girl's got sass for days, huh? Jecht runs a hand through his hair lazily.] Yeah, you're right about one thing. Haven't proved anything yet, huh? But I will. You wait and see. Believe me or be a skeptic, it'll all come out in the sphere. Or, uh, field, I guess.

I suppose it shall, then. Though if I'm supposed to cheer, I have a difficult time knowing who it is I am to cheer for. You act as if I should know you, as I've said, but I have no idea who you are.

[Not that he has any clue who she is either--something Yotsuyu is likely thankful for--but she can't help but poke at him one more time. She needs to come off with a sense of triumph, small as it might be, here. ]

The name's Jecht. But if it's in the blitz sphere, you're looking at the Great Jecht.

[He folds his arms at that, grinning like an arrogant bastard who's earned his pride. ]

Great Jecht? I only have your word for that, you know. [Yotsuyu can't help but smirk, there, eyes glittering. That alone belies her amusement.]

Yotsuyu goe Brutus. Also known as the Witch of Doma. [She's used that moniker here before, so it matters little that Jecht now knows it. If he was smart, he'd take that as a warning, but that might be a stretch, at best. Yotsuyu lifts a hand to run her fingers along her snake's head, but Gosetsu seems to be quiescent, still. Not difficult when he's snuggled around her neck, under the curtain of her hair. Probably perfectly warm, too. ]

House Purifeul, not that it matters. It isn't as if I live in the dorm, after all.

Witch of Doma? That literal? [Because she looks a lot like he'd expect a witch to look like, except for lacking a pointy hat. Okay, a hot witch, not one of those "warts and green skin and scraggly hair" witches, but whatever.]

[Oh yeah, uh, houses are a thing, huh?] Yeah, I'm in Ka but they put me in a suite instead too.

Literal? [Yotsuyu smirks, and it's an effort to not laugh. But is it? Magic only came to her here, and she was resolutely normal back on Hydaelyn. Is that something she wants to admit to, though?]

I think not. It was more my attitude, I suppose, that I was dubbed so. I only gained magic when I arrived here.

And I suppose that is because compared to the usual student body, we are decidedly out of our element, eh? It would be quite unusual to house adults among youngsters.

[And maybe not good, for some...She grimaces at the idea. ]

You ain't kidding. Sorta feel like I'm in a daycare center here. [Okay, that's an exaggeration. A lot of these kids are really adults, by any state of affairs.] But I'm used to that. Get newbies on the team and they come in cold and young, but that doesn't mean they play worse for their age.

I had thought that it was...more typical to teach youngsters when they were young? [She arches a brow here, lips twitching--but then she permits herself a smile, however small.]

As if I have had anything to do with other children since I was a child myself. But I see some truth in your statement.

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