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- !pe,
- amana ichijiku,
- astolfo granatum,
- aventurine,
- blade,
- childe (tartaglia),
- crow armbrust,
- desscaras,
- dimitri alexandre blaiddyd,
- eliza aberdeen,
- ena shinonome,
- fiorella,
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- goro akechi,
- hamn,
- haruka sakurai,
- ishmael,
- ivan niklaus,
- klein moretti,
- koharu,
- mafuyu asahina,
- makoto edamura,
- mark grayson,
- minato arisato,
- mizi,
- mizuki akiyama,
- nei takarai,
- nessa houghton,
- neverah valedren,
- rantaro amami,
- raven,
- ruggie bucchi,
- secunit (murderbot),
- sherlock holmes,
- shinpei aijiro,
- sprezzatura vaux,
- suzuha amane,
- tifa lockhart,
- vash the stampede,
- wanderer,
- yuffie kisaragi,
- yuma kisaragi,
- zuo le
[physical education 101]
Who: transfer students
When: July 1̷̝̤̳̙̫̭̻̝͓̄̇̾̀̕͝9̸̙̱̹͍̮̈́́̀̅͛̐̔̋ 20
Where: the. . . gymnasium?
What: an ice breaker
Warnings: moderate physical injury (not debilitating), psychological horror (absolutely debilitating)
[The school is empty. The school is quiet. The only sound that cuts through the silence is the soft ticking of the hallway clocks that mark the passing of each second.]
[. . .]
[At least. . . until a stiff breeze whips through the classrooms, scattering dirty papers and jerking the curtains aside. The clock strikes 6:00 a.m.]
[The school bell chimes.]
[ Team rooms | Endgame | Rewards ]
When: July 1̷̝̤̳̙̫̭̻̝͓̄̇̾̀̕͝9̸̙̱̹͍̮̈́́̀̅͛̐̔̋ 20
Where: the. . . gymnasium?
What: an ice breaker
Warnings: moderate physical injury (not debilitating), psychological horror (absolutely debilitating)
[The school is empty. The school is quiet. The only sound that cuts through the silence is the soft ticking of the hallway clocks that mark the passing of each second.]
[. . .]
[At least. . . until a stiff breeze whips through the classrooms, scattering dirty papers and jerking the curtains aside. The clock strikes 6:00 a.m.]
[The school bell chimes.]
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…For the nth time today, he really wishes he had something to smoke.]
As I told you before, I’m not the one who’ll cast judgement on you. Here and now, your safety contributes to ours, which makes it just as important as anyone else’s. It isn’t selfish.
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..you really don't think my life's worth less?
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Will it change your opinion of yourself if I say yes or no?
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I can't answer that, that's cheating.
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Toby, as I know you now, I consider your life no more important, nor no less, than anyone else's. But life is hardly a straight line, and neither are the impressions of strangers or friends. They will rise and sink like ships at sea, all according to the actions you take.
If you wish to feel your worth, act like a worthy person. It is no more complicated than that.
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I always try, but no matter how hard I do, I mess it up... so all I do is sink to the bottom of the ocean.
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Do you feel as though you always say the wrong thing at the wrong time? Or something else?
[He has his own opinion, but he wants to know what Toby might think.]
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Say the wrong thing... do the wrong thing...everything is wrong with me. [ though- ]
Well, I used to think that. Now, maybe, I'm not wrong always. Right?
[ he's started to change recently, but he hasn't yet gotten ahold of what that means entirely yet. ]
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Not everything is wrong with you. Even if you tried for it, that would be impossible.
[ ... ]
It's all a matter of learning. Observing. Knowing what people expect, or what is polite to say, requires both practice and attention. To some degree, it can be taught. Perhaps you've never been given the chance.
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he breathes a little deeper, more fully, into his core. ]
I wasn't good at school so my parents pulled me out...a few years ago now, I think. [ he lost track of time at some point. ]
...will you teach me? [ for once, he turns to properly meet him eye to eye; a blue as deep as the ocean with a shimmer of green. while he's not someone who's always avoidant with eye contact, he doesn't tend to hold it long or initiate it. ]
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To observe? To read people? [To......deduce?] If you're willing to be an attentive student, then yes. I don't see the harm.
[And this seems... rather important to him. That look in his eyes, the fact that he will meet his gaze at all in such a way.]
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I'll be atte-attenta—I'll try my best. [ he's guessing on the meaning of that word, but in this context his agreement is earnest none the same. ]
But I'm not that bright.
[ he tacks that on at the end, resisting the urge to look away. ]
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If I'm to teach you, then I'll be the judge of that. Try. That is all I ask. I suspect you will see more improvement than you realize, with time.
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Really? [ reflexive, he won't make holmes answer this again. he's just so used to hearing otherwise. ]
I'll try. I'll try a lot, my hardest! Let me know where I do bad or where I do good, just let me know, okay?
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I will. You needn't worry about that. [He will offer praise where correct, and... correct when incorrect. Watson would know.] When you've recovered more, we can start immediately. Sharpening these skills will help you in this school, too, I've no doubt.
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[ a beat. ]
...so I can't do anything now? [ he's ready to go, put him in coach. ]
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Right now, you're hardly in a state for much of anything.
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[ both in the mental breakdown department and in the viscera department. ]
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Then should we go to the bathroom? [ find a bathroom, really. ]
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[He saw a washroom nearby. Without saying much else, he turns and heads towards it.]
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he draws his knees to his chest, settling in to wait. ]