Alphonse Wruble

@alphonsewruble

Here is my RP blog for my OC. Have fun and RP with me sometime.

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He gave a slight chuckle in seeing her gaze go to his leg. He was used to people looking at it. When she started to talk he gave her his full attention, giving a nod to her, glad that he wouldn’t have to worry about having to crawl back to the Nurse. “It’s nice to meet you Hanako. I’m Alphonse Wruble.”

They walked for a bit longer before he opened his mouth again, “Hey Hanako. What year are you?” He was curious, she obviously wasn’t in his year, or he’d have seen her by now.

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She walked a pace behind him, off to his side. Nervous hands clasped together in front of her, as if ready to shoot out and snag him should he stumble off his replacement limb. "I-I’m in my third…" She answered his question calmly, though Hanako spoke only enough to answer it, missing the social graces to ask him the same question, or talk about her education so far. Her face was more exhausted than nervous, though, drained from her sickness.

Alphonse gives a nod, steadying himself on the new leg as he looked over to her again then back to the path. "So, do you have any hobbies to keep you busy while you rest up?" He was curious to know, even if it was really just to get some ideas himself since he didn't have much he could do.

#God this is really short #I'm sorry

Alphonse gave a wave to the Nurse on his way out, walking carefully as he tried to catch up to Hanako. Mostly just in case he fell down and needed help getting back to the Nurse again. He spotted her as son as he left the building, quickly hobbling a bit to catch up.

"H-Hey, Hanako was it? I uh, know we never talked but…could we walk back together? Y’know, just in case my leg gives out again." He gave her a friendly smile, hopping he didn’t just weird her out.

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"W-walk…toget..?" she started to repeat his request, her wide eyes skittish yet glazed over from dealing with being ill. At his smile and reference to his leg, Hanako glanced down, then snapped her vision back up to his face. A slight embarrassment at staring at his new appendage on her cheeks. "Ah, uhm, N-no, it’s fine…I should…h-help get you back safe…" She finally squeaked out after a pause. She gave a small bow, hands behind her back to hide the handkerchief. "I…I’m Hanako Ikezawa." She stated in one breath.

He gave a slight chuckle in seeing her gaze go to his leg. He was used to people looking at it. When she started to talk he gave her his full attention, giving a nod to her, glad that he wouldn't have to worry about having to crawl back to the Nurse. "It's nice to meet you Hanako. I'm Alphonse Wruble."

They walked for a bit longer before he opened his mouth again, "Hey Hanako. What year are you?" He was curious, she obviously wasn't in his year, or he'd have seen her by now.

Alphonse gave a nod, grabbing the tissues off the Nurse’s desk and handing them to Hanako with a slight smile, his leg still a bit sore. “Hey Nurse, can ya grab me some aspirin? My leg is still a bit sore.”

The Nurse gave a nod, taking a small thing of aspirin and some cold medicine for Hanako, handing the correct pills to the correct student. “There you two are. You guys should probably head back to your dorms now, you both need some rest.”

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Hanako turned her face slightly away from Alphonese, bowing her head in silent gratitude. She pulled a few tissues from the box, and blew her nose as quietly as she could. Her little sniffles the only sounds as the Nurse fetched the proper medications for the pair. "There you two are." The dark haired girl grabbed the bottle of medication and clutched it tightly to her chest with one hand, the other collecting a small wad of tissues as she stood up. " You guys should probably head back to your dorms now, you both need some rest." Hanako nodded quickly as she moved to the door. A slight bow to the room. “Th-thank you…Nurse…and…y-you, too. Ah…ahh…” She froze, caught in the middle of a breath, and suddenly dashed out into the hallway. "Choo! Ugggh…"

Alphonse gave a wave to the Nurse on his way out, walking carefully as he tried to catch up to Hanako. Mostly just in case he fell down and needed help getting back to the Nurse again. He spotted her as son as he left the building, quickly hobbling a bit to catch up.

"H-Hey, Hanako was it? I uh, know we never talked but...could we walk back together? Y'know, just in case my leg gives out again." He gave her a friendly smile, hopping he didn't just weird her out.

"Oh I’m sure Alphonse wouldn’t mind! Take a seat!" The Nurse of course was happy as can be, his grin just plastered on his face like a permanent drawing, never faltering.

Alphonse sat upon the bed, swinging his legs a bit, eventually getting down and gesturing for Hanako to take the bed seat. “here, take the “sick” chair.” He chuckled a bit at his own joke going over to a chair, careful to get used to his new appendage, the end of his leg a bit sore.

The Nurse rolled his eyes, looking to Hanako. “So, what seems to be the problem little lady?”

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Hanako grimaced at suddenly being in the spotlight in the small office, all attention focusing on her. Still, as Alphonse slipped away from the table to test his new leg, she took his spot. Her movements slow and deliberate, devoid of any energy. Legs nervously kicking, her gaze flickering back and forth from the Nurse to the student. “Th-thank you…uhm…i-it’s nothing serious…” She started to speak, when suddenly her eyes went wide. "ACHOO!" She hurriedly covered her nose with the handkerchief, embarrassed. "I…was reading…a-and had the window open for the breeze…and…I..fell asleep…" "And you caught a pretty bad cold sleeping by the open window." The nurse nodded, finishing her story for her. Hanako nodded slowly, a little relieved as she blew her nose as quietly as possible. "Alph, could you fetch Miss Ikezawa the box of tissues while I get her some medication?" The nurse stood up, moving toward the cabinets.

Alphonse gave a nod, grabbing the tissues off the Nurse's desk and handing them to Hanako with a slight smile, his leg still a bit sore. "Hey Nurse, can ya grab me some aspirin? My leg is still a bit sore."

The Nurse gave a nod, taking a small thing of aspirin and some cold medicine for Hanako, handing the correct pills to the correct student. "There you two are. You guys should probably head back to your dorms now, you both need some rest."

Alphonse sat on the table that was used as a bed for patients in the Nurse’s office. It had been about a week and a half and his new prosthetic leg had come and while he was excited that he wouldn’t need his crutches anymore he was also kind of, scared. he hadn’t walked normally for awhile, what if he needed the crutches to help him for a bit longer? Well I DO have my hockey stick…

The Nurse came into the office, holding a rather large box, smiling as he looked to Alphonse, giving him a nod. “You’re lucky we got this taken care of when we did.” He set the box down on his desk and took out his keeys, cutting the tape and opening it up. Picking out the leg he gave it a look over, walking over and kneeling down in front of Alphonse, “Now just let me attach this.”

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"Ah…y-you’re…busy." A voice from behind the pair made the Nurse jump slightly. He had been fiddling with attaching Alphonse’s new prosthetic for a few minutes. Making sure it was well attached and comfortable, that the new leg was a good fit for his student. During this, she had managed to open the door, slip in, and close it behind her without much of a sound at all, just a pale ghost floating into the office…and who knows how long she’d been standing before managing to speak up. "I’ll…come back…" Hanako Ikezawa then sneezed. A powerfully loud and sudden “CHHOOO!” that almost knocked her wilting posture off balance. She stood like a deer in headlights for a moment, before hurriedly wiping her face with a white lacy handkerchief.

"Oh I'm sure Alphonse wouldn't mind! Take a seat!" The Nurse of course was happy as can be, his grin just plastered on his face like a permanent drawing, never faltering.

Alphonse sat upon the bed, swinging his legs a bit, eventually getting down and gesturing for Hanako to take the bed seat. "here, take the "sick" chair." He chuckled a bit at his own joke going over to a chair, careful to get used to his new appendage, the end of his leg a bit sore.

The Nurse rolled his eyes, looking to Hanako. "So, what seems to be the problem little lady?"

#Sorry it took me awhile #been pretty busy #got new baby chickens

Alphonse sat on the table that was used as a bed for patients in the Nurse's office. It had been about a week and a half and his new prosthetic leg had come and while he was excited that he wouldn't need his crutches anymore he was also kind of, scared. he hadn't walked normally for awhile, what if he needed the crutches to help him for a bit longer? Well I DO have my hockey stick...

The Nurse came into the office, holding a rather large box, smiling as he looked to Alphonse, giving him a nod. "You're lucky we got this taken care of when we did." He set the box down on his desk and took out his keeys, cutting the tape and opening it up. Picking out the leg he gave it a look over, walking over and kneeling down in front of Alphonse, "Now just let me attach this."

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I'm back

So I'm finally back Yay sorry about the long absence

Goin' Through the Motions (Open)

Alphonse held her as long as she wanted, letting her wet his shirt as he was just glad she was getting it all out. It didn’t bother him that they had just met, to him that meant they could have the chance to form a stronger bond. He at least hoped they’d talk after this, slightly rubbing her back to comfort her. Being American at heart Alphonse saw this as normal, letting her get it all out of her system.

The notebook was slid to him and he quickly read what it said. His heart dropped like a stone, looking to her as she curled up into a ball. He moved over to her and slightly hugged her once more, wanting her to rid herself of the toxins. “It’s alright, at least here you can get away from your parents.” Alphonse had to be careful, without is prosthetic he wasn’t too stable to be kneeling, making sure he didn’t fall on the girl as he hugged her. “You wan to know something? I don’t know who I am either.”

Kimiko let the boy hug her as she reached for her notepad. She wanted to give in and collapse, but she also wanted to talk to the boy. Her hands shook as she began writing again. “There is no escape from them.. I am afraid everyday of their judgment, and their cruelty.. I let them shape who I was, what I said, how I acted… Even how I thought…” Her hand was shaking too hard, she had to take a break. She wiped at the tears rolling down her cheeks, sniffling a bit before writing again. She was unloading everything on to this poor male, but she just couldn’t stop. “Do you know why I am here? Because of them and the way they treated me. They dishoned my and I attempted to hang myself… Because I was so stupid and thought it would end the pain.. All that ended up happening was more pain.. My best friend killed himself after saving me, thinking it was his fault, my vocal cords were damaged beyond repair, and my parents…” She let out another sob, gripping the pen so hard she snapped it. Anger flooded back in to her and she threw the snapped pen, not caring what was to happen of it anymore. She looked down at he hand afterwards, staring at the black ink on her hands. She closed her hand slowly, not caring if it got over her fingers. Tears kept rolling down her face, and she let her head drop against her knees once more, her arms gripping at the knees as well. She wanted to tell the boy more but… She could not now.

Alphonse read the note she was writing, holding her closer and squeezing her. Her story made his eyes tear up, his arms tight around her as he rubbed her back. the pen snapping caused him to look to it, seeing the ink and the broken pieces go everywhere. His quickly took out another pen from his pocket, laying it on her notebook. He wanted her to finish anything she needed to say, hoping it would help with the pain.

Alphonse tried to be comforting, rubbing her back and shoulder. He rested her head on his chest, trying to keep her close. His heartbeat was steady, thumping in his chest as he rested his head on hers. Coming from a close family Alphonse could never imagine what Kimiko must be feeling, just trying his best to comfort her. "Hey Kimiko, it's nothing like your story but I could tell you mine. My reason is pretty obvious...but no one knows the story besides me. I used to play hockey, it was my passion. well, during my last game a fight broke out, and like the player I am I jumped right in. I ended up with my leg get sliced to pieces by the blades. I ended up in the hospital for a year, learning how to walk again and such. And just last week I...I fucked up again. I ended up opening my leg again and got my prosthetic taken away."

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Goin' Through the Motions (Open)

Alphonse jumped a bit as she slammed her fists down on the table, not expecting the outburst. He saw the tears rolling down her cheeks as he felt something just break in him, memories flooding into his mind. When she threw her notebook and fell to the ground he didn’t waste anytime. He got on his knees and crawled over to her, touching her lightly on the shoulder. The hand on her shoulder turned into a light hug, Alphonse wasn’t sure what her reaction would be, he guessed the worst would probably getting hit.

Alphonse looked to the girl, his hand slightly gripping at her shoulder, trying to comfort her. As he held her he seemed to feel her pain, his own eyes starting to tear up slightly as he held back. “L-let it all out. Y-you’ll feel better.” His voice croaked, trying to sound comforting while the image of his old friend was clear as day in his mind.

Kimiko did something she had never done before. Something that she thought was wrong to do. She latched on to the male, hugging him tightly, crying in to his shoulder. She felt weak, and she hated herself right now. If her parents could see her right now.. She let out another sob at the thought, gripping the boy’s shirt tightly. She had screwed up so much in her life, and today she had tried to avoid screwing up again. She took the day off, avoiding as much as she could, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t escape her fate. The tears streamed down her face, leaving dark spots on the boy’s shirt. She had barely known this male for ten minutes, yet here she was trying to find comfort in his arms. This was not lady like. This was not something she should do. This was disgraceful. This was wrong. So many things ran through her head, but she thought one thing last. Why is this wrong? Who am I?…

Kimiko pushed herself away from the male gently, her shaky hands searching for her notepad. She finally found it, producing a pen as well to begin attempting to write. He elegant hand writing long gone she wrote as best as she could. “I don’t know who I am anymore… I don’t even know why I’m being so open with you.. It’s just spilling out… I can’t take it anymore.. I can’t take the hold my parents have on me anymore…” She pushed the notebook weakly over to Alphonse, bringing her knees up to her chest again, tears slowly falling down her face. She was no longer sobbing, but she also was not any better. As much as she hated it, they might be up here for a while.

Alphonse held her as long as she wanted, letting her wet his shirt as he was just glad she was getting it all out. It didn't bother him that they had just met, to him that meant they could have the chance to form a stronger bond. He at least hoped they'd talk after this, slightly rubbing her back to comfort her. Being American at heart Alphonse saw this as normal, letting her get it all out of her system.

The notebook was slid to him and he quickly read what it said. His heart dropped like a stone, looking to her as she curled up into a ball. He moved over to her and slightly hugged her once more, wanting her to rid herself of the toxins. "It's alright, at least here you can get away from your parents." Alphonse had to be careful, without is prosthetic he wasn't too stable to be kneeling, making sure he didn't fall on the girl as he hugged her. "You wan to know something? I don't know who I am either."

#alphonsewruble #kimikomisaki #yamaku-academy-roleplay

Goin' Through the Motions (Open)

Alphonse read the note,nodding as he moved closer to her, not getting too close though, keeping about two feet between them. He gave his next words careful thought, he hadn’t really thought about why he wanted her company but he just did. Maybe it was because he was lonely and needed some company, maybe it was because she reminded him of someone he once knew, maybe even another reason he couldn’t name. Whatever the reason Alphosne just gave a slight smile, looking up tothe sky as he answered. “Well, if I’m going to be honest…..I think it’s because you remind me of an old friend. Someone whom, I was very close to. My best friend really.”

The bird had flew away when Kimiko clenched her fists, flying away from the roof altogether. Alphonse then noticed how Kimiko looked, her hands clenched as he was about to ask if she was okay, biting his tongue. Just as he was about to let it go an image of his best friend flashed in his mind, she was crying. It was the day they first met, she had been crying on a bench about some kids bullying her. Alphonse felt a twinge of pain in his heart as he asked, “Hey Kimiko. Are you okay?”

"Hey Kimiko. Are you okay?"

The answer was obvious. No. No she was not. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. She wanted to break down and confess to the boy everything that was wrong. But she couldn’t. Her fists clenched tight and she slammed them on to the table, her hair falling to cover her face as she began to silently sob, tremors sent through her body with each sob. She had been stupid and weak and there wasn’t a day that went by where she didn’t regret that day. She slammed her fists on the table again, tears falling from her face. If she hadn’t been stupid she would be able to talk just fine. She wouldn’t be here, she wouldn’t be in this situation, and she might have friends still.

Her parents might still love her.

She stood, unable to sit anymore, grabbing the closest thing to her, which was her notebook. She threw it at the fencing surrounding the roof as hard as she could, collapsing in to a ball after doing so. She gripped at her knees, her face buried in her knees, her hair falling to cover her face completely. There she sat, huddled up, sobbing silently to herself.

Alphonse jumped a bit as she slammed her fists down on the table, not expecting the outburst. He saw the tears rolling down her cheeks as he felt something just break in him, memories flooding into his mind. When she threw her notebook and fell to the ground he didn't waste anytime. He got on his knees and crawled over to her, touching her lightly on the shoulder. The hand on her shoulder turned into a light hug, Alphonse wasn't sure what her reaction would be, he guessed the worst would probably getting hit.

Alphonse looked to the girl, his hand slightly gripping at her shoulder, trying to comfort her. As he held her he seemed to feel her pain, his own eyes starting to tear up slightly as he held back. "L-let it all out. Y-you'll feel better." His voice croaked, trying to sound comforting while the image of his old friend was clear as day in his mind.

Goin' Through the Motions (Open)

Alphonse had finished readjusting himself, getting the crutches between his legs and putting them so they leaned against the table. He put his right leg over his left knee, it giving him room to rub at the end of his right, the stump a bit sore. His attention was grabbed by Kimiko sliding the pad over to him, Alphonse quickly reading what it said. “Oh! You’re not bothering me I just….I’m just a bit nervous. A-and I wanted to give you p-plenty of room to sit!” He looked over to her, not planning on saying something until he noticed her starting to get ready to leave. “Y-you don’t have to go! I-I actually….would like the company…I’ve haven’t actually….conversed with anyone since…” He just point to the crutches and his leg.

The bird had finally stopped jumping around, resting in between them on the table, swiveling it;s head to look at them both. Alphonse slowly reached over and put his arm out, the bird jumping on it as he brought it near him. He gave the bird’s body a light pet, it flying off and landing back on his shoulder, not seeing hi mas a threat. The slight breeze made Alphonse’s tie sway, the bird once again not able to sit still and jumped off, flying for a few seconds then landing near Kimiko, looking up to her.

Kimiko looked confused, nodding slowly a few times. Someone wishes to have me as company? Why… This does not seem right.. Perhaps I am his last option? Yes. That must be it. She looked at the boy curiously for a few moments before picking up her notepad again. “I appreciate the amount of caution you are taking in making sure I am comfortable, however, it is not necessary.” Her hand stopped as she moved to write something farther down the page. She felt… Odd. She couldn’t quite place her finger on it, but she did not feel normal today. Off? Depressed? Lonely? The more she searched for the word, the farther away from it she seemed to get. She let out a sigh and wrote the sentence she had been debating on writing. “Why would you like my company?” She hesitated for a moment before sliding the pad over to him, her fingers remaining on the pad for a moment before sliding back to her lap.

Kimiko’s attention was brought to the bird as it hopped around. She wondered what it would be like to fly. To have the freedom to go where she pleased whenever she wanted, yet have a nest to return to at all times as well. She began to grow a bit jealous of the bird, an emptiness ringing out in her heart. Unlike the bird, she couldn’t fly. She didn’t have the freedom she wanted. She also didn’t have a welcoming home to return to.. She looked away as it hopped over to her, her hands clenching up as she bit back the urge to cry. She was better than this. She would not allow herself to break down in front of a complete stranger. She could not allow it.That was not the proper thing to do.

Alphonse read the note,nodding as he moved closer to her, not getting too close though, keeping about two feet between them. He gave his next words careful thought, he hadn't really thought about why he wanted her company but he just did. Maybe it was because he was lonely and needed some company, maybe it was because she reminded him of someone he once knew, maybe even another reason he couldn't name. Whatever the reason Alphosne just gave a slight smile, looking up tothe sky as he answered. "Well, if I'm going to be honest.....I think it's because you remind me of an old friend. Someone whom, I was very close to. My best friend really."

The bird had flew away when Kimiko clenched her fists, flying away from the roof altogether. Alphonse then noticed how Kimiko looked, her hands clenched as he was about to ask if she was okay, biting his tongue. Just as he was about to let it go an image of his best friend flashed in his mind, she was crying. It was the day they first met, she had been crying on a bench about some kids bullying her. Alphonse felt a twinge of pain in his heart as he asked, "Hey Kimiko. Are you okay?"

Goin' Through the Motions (Open)

"Oh you’re not intruding! I really just came up here because I find the air….cleaner than that below." Alphonse gave a slight smile back to her, feeling like she was forcing herself to be nice. It almost completely forgot she asked to sit, a bit embarrassed as he started to stammer out an apology. "Oh! O-of course you can sit! You uh, you don’t need to ask me…" Alphonse started to recall what she wrote to be her name, Kimiko. I’ll have to remember that…

The bird by now was off of Alphonse’s crutch, hopping around the table a bit as it continued to keep an eyes on the two. It was like the bird wasn’t real, a machine being controlled by some unknown person for some unknown gain. Alphonse scooted to the end of the bench, giving her plenty of room to sit as he kept his gaze near the ground. Despite her rather cold and forced feeling Alphonse could feel Kimiko did look nice. Alphonse put on the brakes, not going any farther than that for now as his hands seemed to melt together.

Kimiko nodded, seeing how he could find the air cleaner. The male finally stammered out a response to acknowledge whether she could sit or not and she bowed slightly before taking a seat next to him. She looked up at the sky, her hands folded over her notepad in her lap. She took in a deep breath, holding it for a moment before letting it slowly slip out from between her lips, a slight smile formulating for a fleeting moment before vanishing.Her head tilted back down, her eyes looking over to the bird.

A shuffling made her eyes slip from the bird to the male, who was either scooting away or attempting a sly escape. She raised an eyebrow before positioning her notepad on her lap, sweeping some hair behind her ear before leaning down slightly to begin writing. “Am I bothering you to the extent of feeling the need to move away? I can leave and let you be alone if you desire, it does not bother me in the slightest. I saw you scooting away and could not help but to bring up the possibility of you fleeing. If this is all false, and you are not attempting to flee, I apologize. However, do not let my presence get in the way of you being comfortable. You were here first after all.” She sat back up, straightening out her back, and slid the notepad over to him. She assumed he would tell her that she was in fact bothering him, and began to get ready to leave. She would be surprised if the male told her to stay, but she was placing money on having to leave.

Alphonse had finished readjusting himself, getting the crutches between his legs and putting them so they leaned against the table. He put his right leg over his left knee, it giving him room to rub at the end of his right, the stump a bit sore. His attention was grabbed by Kimiko sliding the pad over to him, Alphonse quickly reading what it said. "Oh! You're not bothering me I just....I'm just a bit nervous. A-and I wanted to give you p-plenty of room to sit!" He looked over to her, not planning on saying something until he noticed her starting to get ready to leave. "Y-you don't have to go! I-I actually....would like the company...I've haven't actually....conversed with anyone since..." He just point to the crutches and his leg.

The bird had finally stopped jumping around, resting in between them on the table, swiveling it;s head to look at them both. Alphonse slowly reached over and put his arm out, the bird jumping on it as he brought it near him. He gave the bird's body a light pet, it flying off and landing back on his shoulder, not seeing hi mas a threat. The slight breeze made Alphonse's tie sway, the bird once again not able to sit still and jumped off, flying for a few seconds then landing near Kimiko, looking up to her.

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Goin' Through the Motions (Open)

Kimiko acknowledged the male sitting with a slight hand wave, forcing a smile. He spoke to her, and she nodded, walking up to him slowly producing her notepad and pen as she did so. “I apologize for bothering you. I too was seeking a quiet place to relax. May I sit?” She showed him the notepad, trying to be nice to the new male. She wasn’t particularly good at interacting with male’s, but she was certainly trying. The male’s voice snapped her back to reality. Alphonse was his name. She turned the notepad back to her, writing out “A pleasure to meet you. I am Kimiko Misaki.” then turning it around once again to show him before bowing. She felt like she was intruding upon this poor boy’s alone time, but at the same time she now couldn’t escape. This was one of the reasons she hated human interaction. It took so much energy and thinking to maintain and you never quite know when you are going to upset someone with what you say. She ran in to that problem a lot. She was honest, and spoke her mind, but sometimes… Sometimes it was too much for a person. She diverted her attention back to Alphonse, forcing what she thought was a sweet smile on to her face, waiting for his response as to whether she could sit or not.

"Oh you're not intruding! I really just came up here because I find the air....cleaner than that below." Alphonse gave a slight smile back to her, feeling like she was forcing herself to be nice. It almost completely forgot she asked to sit, a bit embarrassed as he started to stammer out an apology. "Oh! O-of course you can sit! You uh, you don't need to ask me..." Alphonse started to recall what she wrote to be her name, Kimiko. I'll have to remember that...

The bird by now was off of Alphonse's crutch, hopping around the table a bit as it continued to keep an eyes on the two. It was like the bird wasn't real, a machine being controlled by some unknown person for some unknown gain. Alphonse scooted to the end of the bench, giving her plenty of room to sit as he kept his gaze near the ground. Despite her rather cold and forced feeling Alphonse could feel Kimiko did look nice. Alphonse put on the brakes, not going any farther than that for now as his hands seemed to melt together.

#alphonsewruble #Kimikomisaki #yamaku-academy-roleplay

Goin' Through the Motions (Open)

Kimiko was having a day from hell. Nothing had been going right for her since the moment she woke up and she despised it. She woke up on the floor, she had stubbed her toe when getting her clothes, she couldn’t find anything that she wanted to find, despite them being exactly where they were supposed to be, and she felt like she looked terrible. So, she had decided that she deserved the day off. It was rather uncharacteristic of her, and she felt guilty skipping classes, but she would catch up and then excel as per usual.

Kimiko had been wandering around school for a good chunk of time when she came to the stair well leading to the roof. Students technically weren’t allowed to go up there, yet it seemed there were always other students making there way up these stairs to the forbidden area. Maybe I should see what all the hub bub is about.I can’t judge properly if I do not have the experience myself, correct? She nodded to confirm her own train of thought and then began ascending the stairs.

Kimiko pushed her way through the door, immediately ambushed by the light. The sudden brightness caused her to squeeze her eyes shut and turn her head away, slowly opening her eyes once again so they could adjust. She froze like that as she heard a voice, not expecting a student to be up here so quickly after classes ended. Slowly she looked over at where she heard the voice from. A male sat on the bench, alone, talking to himself. She hadn’t really planned on making any fomr of human contact today, but it seemed like she was going to be forced in to it. With a sigh she waited for the male to notice as she stood there letting the wind rustle her long hair.

Alphonse let out a slight sigh again, the bird noticing something and flying off, his attention turning to what scared off his friend. He noticed the girl standing there, silent and from he could tell a bit frustrated. He gave a hand up as a greeting, looking to her. "Hello, don't mind me. Just cloud gazing..." Alphonse trailed off, sensing a sort of, coldness coming from her, a coldness the chilled him even more than he was. His first indistinct told him to get away but he ignored it, staying seated as his crutches were between his legs.

"Um...I'm Alphonse, what's your name?" His bird friend came back, landing on top of his crutches and chirping a bit, looking to the female and tilting it's head side to side, intrigued by her.

Goin' Through the Motions (Open)

The final bell signaling the end of classes rung out in the building, Alphonse sighing as he gathered his things up, heading out of the room and quickly to the stairwell to the roof, not wanting to deal with the rush of people in the halls. It's been about a week since Alphonse was put on the crutches and he wasn't enjoying it at all, they were bulky, clumsy, and all around a nuisance. He really didn't want to chance loosing his balance going to town so his afternoons have been him just staying inside of his room with his music on. He thought about calling his parents but thought against it, the only times that would be good for them were terrible for him.

Alphonse went over to the first step that lead to the roof, beginning the hell of getting up them. He found the roof access not too long ago, a routine for him appearing as he climbed up to just look around the grounds. To him the air seemed, fresher on the roof than it did below so that was also a contributing factor to him going up.

It only took Alphonse 5 minutes to reach the top this time, beating his record from the previous days since the crutches came. He was panting as he opened the door, the familiar creaking sound echoing in the hallway as he walked out on the roof, the sun hitting his face and feeling good, the heat warming up his skin. Alphonse couldn't put his finger on it but for some reason he always seemed a bit colder than everyone else. Maybe it was just him used to colder climates and was just naturally colder though he doubted that.

Alphonse's train of thought disintegrated into mind dust as a bird chirped and landed next to him. the little creature looked up to Alphonse then hopped itself up on his shoulder. He gave a slight smile and sat down on the bench that was there, relaxing a bit. He looked up to the blue sky, giving a slight sigh and muttering to himself.

"Goin' through the motions..."

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Louder than Thunder (Alphonse and Kento)

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"You’re welcome, A-alphonse." Kento took the other guy’s hand and shook it rather awkwardly; using his right hand to shake a left one tends to not be natural. " And if y-you decide to go on another trip, c-call me next time. I’ll be more than w-welcome to help you with it." He let out a laugh this time, and it rang through the halls like a train through a station, but he realized only late that he might’ve been disturbing students who were studying. "Err… S-sorry about that," Kento mumbled.

Alphonse gave him a quick smile and nod, thanking him for the offer as he turns to slip into his classroom, handing the teacher his note and taking his seat. a few people looked at him oddly but he ignored their gazes, not even the person sitting next to him could pry what happened from alphonse's mouth. He was on shut down mode and he didn't plan on breaking that any time soon.

Louder than Thunder (Alphonse and Kento)

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So he doesn’t need my help, then. Thank goodness. He’s better off than I thought he’d be, considering he almost lost a lot of blood.

Kento let himself drift into thought. “Hnnh, I th-think I m-missed English.” Wanting to confirm his answer, he dug into his bag and pulled out a mostly-unread schedule. Peering closely, he nodded to himself. “Y-yep. It’s E-english.” He chuckled. “It’s a-alright, I g-guess. I th-think I can get s-some supplim-mentary help with a b-batch mate, or c-class m-mate.”

Their conversation led them to the school lobby, then eventually to the first floor classrooms. “Th-this is m-my stop, I th-think,” he declared, pointing at the ramp that led upstairs. “I b-better n-not skip on m-more classes,” he joked and chuckled.

Alphonse smiled at Kento, enjoying the conversation. The trip to the stairs was a short one but Alphonse was glad that Kento didn't mind making sure he didn't fall again. He nodded to the boy as he gave a nice smile.

"alright, once again, thank you Kento. I really appreciate you helping me." alphonse put out his left hand, needing his right to keep his body stable.

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