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Leo was not expecting to see another member of Knights. To see Sena seemed to be a miracle, and to see another member? It seemed surreal. But he accepted it, and only hoped to see Rittsu and Naru soon. Graduation had probably already passed ages ago, but to see his Knights together again would make him happy.

That was, of course, at the back of his mind every day. He had a few thoughts of finding the youngest knight, but never acted on them. They would get chances to talk, although this was definitely not the way Leo thought any of these conversations would go. His hand that was scribbling into his small notepad stopped when he heard Suou.

“You’re too heavy! I’ll get crushed! I won’t get into that shameful position again just to die!” 

Never for a second had he imagined that he would be turned down, but here they were with Leo outright refusing his request. Where had he gone wrong? His plan was perfect, was it not? Perhaps the approach had been wrong, or perhaps... Taking his leader’s words to heart, Tsukasa’s eyes widened in shock and a hint of embarrassment showed itself on his cheeks.

          “ Ah-- you’ve got it wrong, Leader, it’s not like I’m getting fat or anything! ”

A weak attempt at defending himself emitted from his mouth, as the youth waved his hands before him frantically dismissing the assumed claim.

          “ I mean, it is true that I have been rather stressed as of late with you and Sena-senpai graduating and the future of “Knights” and everything, but I swear that I have worked out at least as much as I have eaten...! No extra gram should have remained on my body... I think. ”

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 How absolutely rude. Wasn’t the youngest of their old unit supposed to treat his seniors with more respect? The junior should be grateful for the kind offer Izumi had graced upon him. Instead he was returned with this attitude and no hint of appreciation anywhere. How annoying!

 That soft smile faltered and quickly filled with irritation. Raising his head up, his silver bangs created a shadow covering his eyes, emphasizing his agitation. It looked like he’ll have to scold the red-head again and lecture him on respecting his seniors.

 “Why you, shitty brat. I take it all back. Actually, I take back every single compliment I’ve ever given you in the past year. What you were supposed to say was, ‘Thank you Sena-senpai~’ with a cute smile. So, quit staring at me like you’ve just seen some kind of monster.”

 Despite his sour attitude returning in full swing, Izumi settled down in the seat next to Kasa-kun. Resuming his position of arms crossed over his chest, a storm of complaints was unleashed on the younger one.

 “And all that time and resources spent searching for information on your whereabouts too. I could’ve used it on tracking down Yuu-kun~ You better pay me back for all that~ Don’t get me wrong though. I wasn’t worried, or whatever. Anyways, do you have some kind of weird power too, Kasa-kun?”

As rude as he usually was to his senior, Tsukasa still couldn’t deny that he was relieved to see him in this foreign place. Certainly his words were not lies, and the redhead himself did not realise that the other took offence to them, but they were only part of the truth. As much as the older idol’s appearance could be thought of as an omen, as much did he provide relief in the sense of familiarity amongst all the foreign. He was, however, uncertain as whether to actually voice this thought as a sudden sense of foreboding overwhelmed him with the change of Izumi’s expression.

          “ It is exactly because you pull such expressions that I cannot from the bottom of my heart look you in the eye and feel gratitude, Sena-senpai. I somehow feel as though my words were to be held hostage or used for blackmail should I concur and thank you. ”

Yet another unintended attack was shot at the other, in an honest-to-god response entertaining the other’s request. It wasn’t that Izumi was actually a monster or even half as bad as Tsukasa’s words sometimes made him out to be, and the youngest knight knew this as well, but somehow he had enough experiences of betrayal when he dared trust in the other to remain wary. However, hearing the other’s dishonest comment indicating that he had actually worried about him, Tsukasa could not help the smile that tugged at his lips.

          “ Very well, if you truly have spent so many resources, I suppose I cannot very well just let it all have been for naught, can I? I’m sorry for having caused you to worry, Sena-senpai. It appears that leaving this place might prove to be quite the problem, so I can assure you that this Suou Tsukasa will not be going anywhere anytime soon. Beside, as you seem to have guessed, I do feel slightly curious towards this peculiar power that has been bestowed upon me. It is all rather stressful, but to have someone familiar around is definitely a relief. ~ ♪ ”

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Holy heck, I’m sorry about my absence on all blogs... I kind of pulled myself into P4 hell and ended up spending way too much time playing and here we are... Alas, I’ll catch up to replies over today and the next couple days, sorry about the inconvenience.

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Whoops, I should probably… put an ad here as well. I’ll try to get to starters I owe tomorrow, but I’m ill af and can’t promise my brain will be functioning enough. They’ll be out as soon as possible though. Cap is 4 with cast mates exempt.

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@nijiirojelly

The path to understanding the concept of magic was a long and winding one indeed, one Tsukasa was not entirely sure he was ready to traverse yet. “Yet” might be saying too much as well, because until recently, he thought he would never have anything to do with such an abstract concept other than perhaps behold and marvel at illusionists as they performed their trickery on stage. Somehow even he himself had been granted an ability beyond reasonable comprehension, but his reasoning comprehension could not quite keep up with it.

He needed help to not fall behind. And who better an aide than a person who had been known even when bound by logic to perform illogical feats?

          “ Hibiki-senpai, I fear all this might be beyond my inexperienced self to fathom. If you could perhaps teach me how to achieve some of that “Amazing ☆” you always appear to be talking about, maybe even someone like me could achieve success in this mysterious place. Would it be too selfish of me to ask for a former rival to educate me in the art of “Amazing ☆”? ”

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@unstoppingpen

It had been hard to come to terms with the sudden change in abode, but somehow, as inconceivable as it all was for the rational mind that was Tsukasa Suou, it was also slightly fun -- even more so if it meant that he would not have to pay his farewells to his seniors as he dreaded. However, Knights were still incomplete, and somehow the ones he had to deal with were the particularly high maintenance Sena-senpai as well as the King of the Knights, his Leader. Whether this was a good or a bad thing, only time would tell, but for now, Tsukasa would cherish the extra time he got to spend with people who had become dear to him.

But of course, that came second. A school was a school, even a mysterious, magical one located in the middle of space. And attending classes was something he had to do first and foremost. Some, however, still managed to collide with his interests, and it was with eager that he tracked down his Leader in the hallways on the way to the first lesson of the day as soon as breakfast had let out -- although supposed to part ways, Tsukasa had got an idea, one that he himself perceived to be marvellous.

          “ Leader, please wait a moment! I was wondering if you could grant me your assistance in the upcoming lesson -- you see, I am supposed to practise my mounted capabilities, preferably with a mount that I have experience in. I do not have a horse, which is why, Leader, I simply must have you lend me your back! ”

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knightsoath:

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 Why the heck was he in class again? Wasn’t he supposed to have graduated already? Did those last three years in Yumenosaki Academy mean nothing? Was leaving [knights] behind also nothing? And whose grand idea was it to create a magical school in the middle of nowhere? He had a lot of complaints, but no one to direct them to in the empty classroom. 

 Since his previous class ended early, Izumi found himself with nothing to do. Wanting to avoid the crowds, he arrived to his next class early. With a huff, he leaned back against his chair with his arms crossed, waiting for his Tactics & Strategy class to start. 

 Students started to bustle in noisily. Was it so hard for them to not be this annoying before lunch. Ice blue eyes practically glared at each one coming through those wooden doors, until a certain redhead caught his attention. So even his former unit’s little baby ended up in this mess. Truth be told, he never thought of reuniting with his former unit members like this, much less ever seeing them again.

 Gathering his things, Izumi confidently dumped his books on the empty space beside the boy. His sour look softened at the startled look of little junior, amused at the other’s reaction.

 “Hmm~ So Kasa-kun’s in this class too? I guess, it won’t be as boring as I thought it’d be now. You can always ask onii-chan for help, if there’s anything you don’t understand~”

Many things were entirely unfathomable about the situation Tsukasa found himself in. As a person who grew up believing only in logic (a strong word for a boy who still believed in Santa Claus at the age of 16), the entire concept of parallel dimensions was something straight out of fiction. And yet, his current abode could only be described as a dream or mayhap a nightmare turned to reality.

No Yumenosaki this was -- nothing even resembling Japan or even Earth could be linked to his current location, and frankly it was putting a lot of stress upon the young teen who had been known to not handle stress well, and had been eating at least a dozen of sandwiches a day since arriving. To think he had been abducted at such an inconvenient time as well! They had to prepare for entering a new school year, settle everything in the group so they were ready to welcome potential new members amongst the upcoming first years, settle on a new King -- there was simply no time to indulge in space school fantasies!

Not to mention, would his seniors not be immensely worried about his sudden disappearance? He at least hoped that they would be if only slightly... and yet, such ignorant thought were quickly put to rest as a voice called out to the young boy upon entering his next classroom, and a face that fit surprisingly well with the magic school in the guise of a nightmare.

          “ Ah. Somehow I feel as if though Sena-senpai has appeared before me, but surely this is simply another aspect of the nightmare I seem to be located within. I mean, if this is truly nothing but a dream, then Sena-senpai’s appearance can only be an omen, can it not? Indeed, for senpai to appear actually dependable, surely this cannot be reality? ”

little chick

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Whoops, I should probably... put an ad here as well. I’ll try to get to starters I owe tomorrow, but I’m ill af and can’t promise my brain will be functioning enough. They’ll be out as soon as possible though. Cap is 4 with cast mates exempt.

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Without further ado, here are Tsukasa’s classes!

Class one: Combat Riding Class two: Ranged Combat Class three: Tactics & Strategy Class four: Defensive Studies Class five: Stealth & Camouflage Class six: Spellsinging

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Wait a second…. That face looks ODDLY FAMILIAR…… ….SOUP? WAS HIS NAME SOUP?! PERHAPS… TSUNAMI?!

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I’m off to bed so now’s the time to toss out a starter call. Capping at 4 likes with castmates exempt.

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