but i abhor the dull routine of existence (closed)

[ratiocinations]

Who: Holmes and Sprezzatura
When: 9/10 9/15 gently nudges this forward a little
Where: The school exterior
What: Trying to climb the school with rather mixed results.
Warnings: None! Will add if needed.

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[ratiocinations]

[dwbi]

Quite so.

[velluminous]

[ gonna wbi ]

And that? [ arches a brow and slants her gaze towards the mattress. she's speaking quietly, in respect for the early hour. of course she gets its purpose. but she likes to tease. ] You expect us to fail.

[ratiocinations]

No.

[There is a chance. He thinks it’s 50-50, honestly.]

But I do want to take precautions. Unless, of course, you have a pair of wings you’ve not told me about?

[velluminous]

[ ha. ]

Ha.

[ Anzen... Kenkou... it was not a fluke. it will happen to them, someday, too. before that—they must uncover as many truths as they can. ]

For us to be barred as we are, surely something will take umbrage to us. No, this is sensible. And I will need wearing pants.

[ so excuse her. ]

[ratiocinations]

[help,… yeah]

Wise. I’ll wait for you here, then.

[velluminous]

[ and by pants she means trousers!!

back to her room, where she changes with hands that begin to finely tremble: adrenaline. the anticipation of discovery, but also repercussion. they must be so, so careful, and even if they are... well. she remembers Miss Botan's blood. she remembers her fear.

emerging again, she has traded her skirt for trousers and is in the process of rolling her sleeves. ]

You have practice climbing buildings?

[ratiocinations]

[Well he sure hopes she’s wearing both!

Find him grabbing one end of the mattress and beginning to drag it down the hall once she emerges. Holmes, on the other hand, seems all determination.]

Somewhat, yes. Scaling down is always easier than going up, but there are times when one must test whether or not access to higher floors is viable through sure-footed climbing alone.

[Gestures for her to come closer.]

Help me carry this outside with us.

[velluminous]

[ down certainly will be easier than up.

Severine bends down to heft her side of the mattress. it's heavier than her own back home, but still no real struggle. ]

I would like that it was larger, but...

[ratiocinations]

[No real struggle, especially between the two of them. It is as unwieldy as any mattress, but they should manage to get it out the door and outside the school without incident.]

We make do. Let us hope, first, that we do not need it at all.

How well do you climb, Ms Fairplay?

[velluminous]

[ no real struggle, but she's barely a head above the mattress when he's holding it at a height comfortable to him. huffing and puffing would commence, but she's too much dignity to even play at it. he might confuse it for sincerity. ]

Like spider, when I am at my capability.

[ratiocinations]

[Well. If you weren’t so short.

At least Holmes is kind(?) enough to be the one walking backwards as they move out of Kin’un and down the hall.]

At your capability. So you mean you’ve usually spellwork to aid your climb.

[velluminous]

Yes. Very effective magic. I could hang from ceiling if I wished to!

[ratiocinations]

Not a spell I recall seeing in your book?

[Because of course he remembers. Now, anyway.]

[velluminous]

[ it's clear from her expression that she dislikes that he has read the book. recalls the book. ]

Written in shorthand.

[ cranes her head to look for ghosts wandering the long hallways. given his back is turned. ]

[ratiocinations]

[Yes, please watch his back as they trundle all the way to the entrance.]

Do you feel as though I’ve invaded your privacy, Ms Fairplay?

[Re: the spellbook. It wasn’t precisely an ideal situation.]

[velluminous]

—No. [ then, just as quickly: ] Well.

You did so for helping me; I have not forgotten this.

[ and even so. a wizard's arcanabula is so personable, so intimate to their character—Severine feels as though a part of her has been laid bare before him, as she often does, and the part in question is not a pretty one. Imprisonment. Feeblemind. knowing what she knows now about his person...

he will never forget what he read.
(until he deems it no longer relevant and discards it) ]

[ratiocinations]

[Yes, until then. Which very well may be never, at least as long as they’re stuck here.]

I did.

[He cannot claim that he would not have been curious, otherwise, but he still would have respected her privacy were the circumstances different. And had he the mind, at the time, to even remember to do so.]

I will not pretend I am still not intrigued by it, but you have my word: I’ll not go nosing around in it again.

[velluminous]

You are so incurious? [ this is something of a tease, or her attempt at it. of course he's being respectful by saying this. his curiosity factors in not at all. ] What woman like me drifted toward? You said before, something about unpleasant magics.

[ratiocinations]

[Oh, she must know he’s dying of curiosity.]

Indeed. And I recall you not wanting to talk about the subject.

[velluminous]

[ gaze angled down, suddenly, at the mattress ]

Yes.

I really am not knowing those spells which you read.

[ratiocinations]

[Ouuuut the front entrance, slowly, but without incident.

If she does not know those spells, it underlines all the more her intent to learn them and to use them. Most of those pages really did mean nothing to him—nor will they ever, since he is not magically inclined—but it was proof enough of her desire to become familiar with such dreadfully-named magics that it's quite obvious she's had her mind made up on the matter for a long while.]

But you do plan to. Someday.

[velluminous]

No.

[ the weather is oppressively warm for a September day. she immediately begins to sweat. ]

Not all. Not even most.

[ratiocinations]

[No? Then… she was researching not eventualities, but possibilities.]

But at least one, then.

[It is rather warm out here today, but that will not change his level of determination. They take a turn as soon as they’re out, following the walls of the school. Already, his head tilts upwards to judge at where they might begin.]

Else you’d not engage yourself in such effort.

[velluminous]

[ what a terrible state this building is in, she thinks. it will be a miracle should they make it to the top. ]

Wouldn't I? Part of Scribe's duty is to record all magical discoveries, and preserve them, no matter how grim.

[ she would, though. is the thing. with or without the Order of the Scribes. ]

[ratiocinations]

[For now, he releases the mattress. It will be easier to scout for a safe(??) spot to climb without having to lug it around.]

Indeed, but as you will recall, I did see a few of your personal notes that accompanied one of your spells.

[A subject which she declined to speak on before, and so he will not press further if she does not present him more insight on the matter. For now, anyway.]