"I want you! Be my desire!"

(Affilated with Septaneus, Roomed in Asphodel Apartments Room 4E - closed rp account for Schezo Wedgey)

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Musing of times gone by (Closed - Hakuno)

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moonstudentmagus;:

Hakuno couldn’t help but keep her smile as Schezo’s eyes lit up, it really was a good shift back to the Schezo she knew…though perhaps this more somber serious side to him was a side she knew very much as well. The point was, it was time for Puyo Puyo.

Though she had to give a more wry smile and nervous chuckle at his request to see how much she had improved; she hadn’t actually used the tome at all since that first day, believing it to be Schezo’s property. “Err…I can’t say for how much I’ve improved to be fair…”

He did a point on not being able to teach with all that’s been going on at least, plus his own personal life.

Regardless, she opened the tome and summoned the Puyo grid as before, preparing herself for battle. Even if she wasn’t practiced, at the very least she was acclimated to Septaneus more and would be less overwhelmed by the concept.

Regarding the other’s uncertainty, Schezo gave a boisterous, dramatic laugh as he usually did. “Even if you, too, have been busy with the strange happenings taken place, I am certain your memory of the game will have still stuck with you and help you to try new exciting movements in the Puyo Battle, no? That is just nature of memory!” That...made sense, actually.

Schezo could indeed say some smart things when he felt like it. That said, he got his copy of the tome from his robe pockets, and summoned his own Puyo grid. “Let us fight with Puyo Puyo! I’m all yours!!” Schezo, watch your wording. Please.

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[🍂] -  ✧ ｡o ~  At Schezo’s sick rhyming, Greg shot his arms up into the air and clapped in glee with a small, ‘ha ha, e-yeah!’.  ☆ He’s a natural! ☆ , Greg thought but shook his head and quickly corrected himself.  ☆ No, he’s a dark mage! ☆

✧ ｡o ~   “Thank you!” ☆- ☆ Greg dared a quick look behind him to make sure he wasn’t running into anything and continued to walk backwards. His arms spread out, mimicking the oars of a rowboat as the small boy replied. Something didn’t add up in his mind.

✧ ｡o ~   “But, you’re not evil! Hmm, well your laugh just now did sound a little evil but I don’t think you’re a bad person.” ☆- ☆ 

✧ ｡o ~   “Dark mage sounds like the evil boss guy you fight at the end of a video game but you’re helping me for the good of the law! I never heard of a bad guy helping someone for good.”  ☆- ☆  He explained as he continued to walk- no, row down the street.

Puffing out his chest in evident pride as he continued to his housing quarters at the applause, such a hammy person as Schezo adored attention - whether it be of people scolding him for being a Dark Mage or otherwise - so it put him in even better of a mood. Normally, he would have shrugged off thanks to himself, thinking he didn’t deserve them, but - due to that good mood, he did not.

“You’re welcome.” Though, the boy’s evident puzzled reaction wiped the cheer off his face. Oh...the boy didn’t know, couldn’t see how tainted he really was...part of him felt he should warn such a young child of it, but the stronger half...didn’t have the heart to disappoint him like that. “It’s a complicated matter...too long a tale to tell. Yet, it is likely that even ‘tainted folk’ have a heart somewhere despite everything: if I wish to do a act of kindness in secret, that is my own business, is it not? ...Nobody would believe such a man as I of doing such kind actions anyway.” That, to Schezo, seemed unavoidable fact - even the child himself knew what bad reputation Dark Mages had, for good reason. Despite wanting to change, nobody would still believe him capable of kindness. That was for the best, given how tainted dark magic and therefore himself, was. Such somber thoughts aside, the apartment was reached, and he quickly headed in to put his kitty away in his apartment room, and shut the door.

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Musing of times gone by (Closed - Hakuno)

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moonstudentmagus;:

She couldn’t help but smile at his sappy, dramatic declaration. Even if his past was long and painful, if it lead him to make such good friends, would it be worth taking back? She couldn’t answer that for sure, she knew at least that she wouldn’t take back her own bloodstained and painful past though.

“There is that to be thankful for, yes.” She nodded back at him, her hands still on his, or rather her tome. “If you see it as a taint, I guess what you need to do is not revel in it but…wash it off? Better yourself and move forward.” She felt she was being slightly redundant at this point, but it was a good point to stress she felt.

“While you are here and while I have this tome here, would you mind another battle of Puyo Puyo?” It was a sudden topic change, but it just shot into her mind, especially since they played that first day too.

Though the words were echoing what he himself had pointed out, Schezo did not complain: rather, he nodded thankfully at the other understanding his point of perspective from the event, and in agreement to her words in general. She’d managed to understand it very well. The serious topic moved on, though, his eyes lighting up at the prospect of another Puyo match. Ah...it seemed Schezo garned honest enjoyment out of the game, due to the world he’d been in before here playing a nicer version than the ‘Dark World’ of it.

“I would adore that greatly! It would be exceedingly exciting to see how you’ve improved in your game, you see...with the event happening, I didn’t have time to expand this to teach all this realm, but...I can't be blamed for having other things going on at the time.” No, you can’t, that’s fair, Schezo. 

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One of Darkness (Closed - Luminiţa)

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starheeled;:

“The past may be in the past, but it also dwells within us, always. It guides and directs us, and gives weight to what is to come. You cannot ever escape your past, no matter how you try. But, of course, that doesn’t mean you aren’t right- the time we have in our worlds is a gift from the gods, and I would never say we should be ungrateful.” The past is in the past- oh how she wished it could be so simple. Then she might go home, to her family, lost so many years ago. Alas, it was not to be. She had a destiny now.

The story he weaved for Luminiţa was long, and difficult to hear. For a child to lose his mother, his home, and his sense of belonging in one fell swoop- it was truly terrible. There must be such a weight of grief and pain on him that she could still sense in her own heart. “This boy you speak of must hurt so horribly. I cannot imagine how alone and afraid he must be, but I see no evil in his heart. To go forth and try to bring magic into yourself so that you might belong, only to have those you seek kinship from reject you because of what you’d found? That is awful.”

Luminiţa reached out, as she spoke, to touch the kitten he held gently. She hoped that she could convince the boy of the truth; if he were, indeed, evil, surely she would hear it. No paladin could stand the presence of evil, especially of evil magic. It rang in their minds like the cry of a wounded bird, and yet she was able to stand by him, unaffected.

“Pardon me if I am being forward, but you seem very sad, and very alone. If you want, you could go and get lunch with me? We could sit and talk some more.”

Ah...one could not escape the past regardless if they tried? Oh, how true that was for himself, as well: he would never shed the weight, the sadness of ‘abandoning’ his mother, even if goodness forbid he somehow was able to believe more in his ability to ‘rid himself’ of his own darkness in future. That was an inescapable fact - that he had left her alone in his actions, and it would forever weigh heavy on him.

“Truth be told...the Dark World he fell into was a realm of ‘no escape’ - those portals to and from it only opened once in a blue moon, as said: so he had no choice but to fight the monsters there, almost every one who wanted to eat him or worse, to survive: so the sword was only picked up of necessity. Not because the boy wanted magic...he often wished he never got any magical ability at all on unlocking such dark power.”

Ah, so he’d only picked up the sword to protect himself and try to find a way home...not because he wanted to ‘belong’ back home. What hope would someone who ‘shouldn’t even exist’ have to ever belong amongst the other children, after all?

He stared long at Midnight and her purring at the gentle touch, wishing to focus on something - anything - else rather than the harsh reality of it all. Yet it was true that the other...did not seem affected by the dark curse plaguing him. How? Why? He didn’t have the foggiest idea.

The mage swept his cape around his cloak. “I, Schezo, the Dark Mage - spent years upon years alone. I...am just fine by myself, and not sad at all.” Yet if you looked at the sad look in his eyes, that betrayed the fact he just simply told himself that to make the years of pain alone seem tolerable. Yet at the offer of lunch, he mused: “If...you so wish that, allow me to place my kitten inside where she’ll be safe, before joining you. I suppose if you are this resistant to my horrid, dark abilities, you deserve that much...”

Ah, well...he was agreeing to lunch, so progress!

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[🍂] -  ✧ ｡o ~   “Okie-dokie, Mr.Schezo, on a goat, aboard the moat, next to a steamboat, hanging your cloak while passing the note! You lead the way and I’ll think of a song we can sing together!” ☆- ☆

Greg starting walking backwards, following Schezo to wherever they went and thought for a while before asking. He needed a little inspiration from his new partner in order to cook up a good song. ☆ Mmmm..cook, I’m hungry! ☆

 ✧ ｡o ~   “So, let’s small talk! At where you’re from, is everyone dressed like a knight? Where I’m from, it’s Halloween and if you couldn’t tell, I’m an elephant! Phrrrg- phrrrrg!” ☆- ☆ He crossed his arm together and did his impersonation of an elephant.

“I am merely a Dark Mage, wreathed in mystery and history - I do not own a goat or any notes, but with us both working together, such people of grand power and magical ability? Everything will be a most exciting blistering of excitement!” Oh, oh no. The rhyming’s only encouraging Schezo to be a bigger ham, and he hardly needed it. Send help. That aside, at least the terrible rhymes from Schezo were halted a while at him focusing on heading to the apartment he called home first with the other one.

Though, he did answer the query asked of him, musing: “Not all - I am, as I say, a Dark Mage. So of course I would wear garments of shadow and mystery as this to fit my title...but I see...the flow of time in different worlds is certainly odd. Hallows Eve was last year, here, so quite a long time away...but you must be a powerful elephant, if I could not see what you were right away, mwahahaa.”

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moonstudentmagus;:

She gave him a inquisitive look and then looked down at the tome. Was it really OK for her to keep it? Well, it was a way she knew she could perform some form of magecraft. After all, her own Mystic Codes didn’t seem to work in this non-virtual space…

More importantly, he had a point about the time travel thing. If those in charge had their magic sealed, it didn’t seem possible that they would be able to perform any sort of time manipulation feat. He was probably right that the blackout itself caused him to revert back to the form of a child, but why? She had an idea, based on prior conversations she held with her friend…

It was the same idea that he himself admitted to. He had cursed himself and was living in his memories, letting himself be tied down by the darkness in his past. She simply nodded. “The past is the past, we must learn from it but we can’t let it hold us back. I won’t deny your past is full of darkness, a sad tale but…” She looked him in the eyes and smiles. “If you wish to move on from it, you must strive to improve yourself instead of fretting over yesterday. I think your realizing this is an important step.”

Folding his hands in a rare moment of quiet behavior: Schezo mused in a soft tone matching such seriousness that: “With how horrid so much of it was, it was difficult to see any positive in it that I could learn from at all - it stuck to me like a horrid taint, or curse, as well, making moving on difficult. Yet if I simply dwell more on it...it will only hold me back. Besides: one good thing did come of it.”

A pause, as that dramatic smile crept back onto his face slightly.

“I met nice people such as Arly, Keyo, and you, so for that...I suppose I should be thankful for my past leading me this direction.” 

It was OVERLY sappy, as expected from such a drama ham boy...but it was also very sincere.

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[🍂] -  A hand came up to cover Greg’s mouth as he gasped at the black cat’s perfect name. He smiled up at Schezo and nodded in understanding. This man was a genius at names, so Greg trusted him with some confidential information.

✧ ｡o ~   “Nice to meet you. My name is usually Greg but right now it’s Private Investigator, and my magical power is a secret!” ☆- ☆ Greg forgot he briefly mentioned one of his powers to Midnight. 

✧ ｡o ~   “I would give you a hint, but I don’t know if the Sheriff would approve. I’m looking for him, it’s almost time for supper! He’s tall, manly, one-of-a-kind, and green! He’s also the best Sheriff ever to exist, maybe that’s why your aura can’t track him.” ☆- ☆

The kitten safe in his cape pockets, and purring quietly, Schezo stood back up to regard the peculiar boy with a degree of mild curiosity. He shouldn’t hang around little ones, given how cursed and dark a mage he was: but someone who seemed so unique had him inquisitive.

He himself could be strange, so maybe this boy had been in a ‘Dark World’ like him at one point, and they were alike?! It could very well be so! The fact the boy said his powers were secret only added to Schezo’s thought they might be alike, and he nodded seriously. “I see! It is nice to meet you, Private Investigator Greg. I shan’t use my powers to pry, if you wish your title remain wreathed in shadow as it is.”

A pause, before he rubbed a hand to his chin in thought. “So he can use his allmighty powers to hide his presence?! Certainly, a tricky one to track down. Allow me to help you! Granted, my aura might not be able to track him, but you and I working together would go faster than one set of eyes alone! If you don’t mind me putting Midnight back inside my apartment first, that is...”

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moonstudentmagus;:

“Its OK. I understand you completely. You didn’t do anything wrong.” She nodded back at his words and went to fetch the tome, going into her bedroom to retrieve it from the bedside table where she left it. Looking at her bed in the sunlight, it was still something she wasn’t used to. An actual bed. Actual sunlight. Huh.

Before she got too absorbed in thought, she grabbed the tome and returned to the living area where Schezo was waiting, taking a seat on the couch. “I have your tome back, if you want. You left it here when you visited the first day and I forgot about it when we ran into each other during the holidays.” She had something of a suspicion he wouldn’t mind having her keep it, but better safe than sorry!

“Though that’s not the only reason I invited you in. I was curious as to what you said about time travel? I admit I am not much of a magus, but I do have a curiosity for its workings so…I thought perhaps we could compare notes?” Time travel, his being reduced to a child (memories and all) during the blackout…maybe it wasn’t a coincidence he jumped and stuck to that conclusion?

Giving a small sigh of relief that his acquaintance did not hold any grudges or anger over the...childish way he had acted then, he sat quietly on the squishy couch that reminded him of Puyos in how squishy it was while he waited for her to come back out into the living area: apparently, judging by how she’d wandered off, she did have something to give?

He was right in guessing it was his tome, and he mused: “I do not mind if you keep that - I have more than one, you know. As for time travel - I recall that those in charge had their magic sealed off during that whole mess. How, then, would they have accomplished such a magical feat as time travel? No, I’m certain the blackout BEING magical in nature, like a curse, is what was to blame for it...and...I....I’ve been thinking.”

A pause, before admitting, softly: “I...really have been cursed all this time. In a way. Because I’ve been ‘living in the past’, dwelling on past memories...much like physically, in that event. If I truly want to move on and rid myself of the darkness....I can’t live in the past like that anymore, can I?”

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[🍂] -  ✧ ｡o ~ “Sheriff Kitty! Sheriff Kitty?” ☆- ☆

Still new to the expansive new world, Greg had no idea where to start looking for his lost frog. Like the true adventurer the amphibian was, Jason Funderburker wasn’t a stranger at running off, but today was Together Applesauce Day and it was almost time for lunch!

 ✧ ｡o ~  “Now where did that ol’ frog o’ mine hop off to- hm? Kitty?”  ☆- ☆

Greg followed a darting shadow believing it to be Jason and left a candy trail in his wake. He cornered the runaway that darted inside a box and peered inside.

 ✧ ｡o ~  “Are you in the middle of a case, Sheriff- huh?”  ☆- ☆

He scratched his head at what he saw wasn’t a dashing, young frog but a shadow kitty, looking quite confused and wary at Greg’s advances.

 ✧ ｡o ~  “Whoops, must’ve thought you were my law enforcement partner. Hi, I’m Greg and I can understand you if you’ll let me!”  ☆- ☆

At the cat’s silence, Greg tried once more. This time backing out of the dirty box.

 ✧ ｡o ~  “Don’t worry there fellow citizen. I’m your humble law enforcer looking for my partner, Sheriff Kitty! Have you seen him ‘round town?” ☆- ☆

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On opening the door to his apartment - it seemed Midnight wanted to go outside wandering for a bit, having been an indoors cat so long and not having explored the outside of this realm, which had come as a surprise to Schezo: but his kitty friend was so cute, how could he deny her this simple pleasure?

Besides, he was there to keep an eye on her if anything happened. Though...it seemed something had startled his little kitty friend, as she darted off - Schezo, being concerned, chasing behind. Was that....a kid with a kettle on his head?? He himself shouldn’t judge for strange appearances, given he himself was a weirdo, but goodness.

He caught up to see Midnight giving the strange boy a startled look, and the boy apparently...apologizing for mistaking the kitty for a friend? Speaking up, Schezo mused: “I do not think my dear kitty friend Midnight knows any cat by that name - nor do I, for that matter.” He lowered himself slowly to his knees, gesturing the frightened kitty close and patting it reassuringly when she came to him.

“And I am Schezo, the Dark Mage! I am very sure my magical aura would pick up a sheriff like that if they were in this realm!!”

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Musing of times gone by (Closed - Hakuno)

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moonstudentmagus;:

Hearing his story and his apology, she gave a sigh and then followed it up with a smile. “It’s no problem, really. While you were somehow even more stubborn than usual I’d say the rudest you got was implying I smell.” Which she sure hoped she didn’t. She washed herself up as soon as the lights came on just to be sure! “You did say some interesting things though….you had the impression that the only explanation for my knowing the future you was that I was a time traveler?”

She took a step back to give Schezo room for the doorway. “Please, come in. I’m sure we have things to discuss and at the very least I have something of yours.” Which she kept forgetting to return or bring up on the other times she had met him, but there was no excuse for not dealing with it now. Schezo was probably missing that tome by now.

Looking away for a moment out of guilt, those eyes focused back on the girl as he explained himself: “Remember, for the longest time, I had naught but a stick to protect me - so of course, as a child, I would erect a wall of stubborn rudeness to try and push monsters that would wish me harm away. I had nothing else to protect myself with at that point, seeing as I had only just received the Dark Sword and was still learning magic...that fire spell I used then was the only not over-the-top one I could do because of it’s simplicity.”

Hm, he did have a point there. “Still, that does not mean it was right of me to do so, so...I truly am sorry.”

A pause, at the other requesting him to come in. A nod, before he entered the apartment once more. He honestly didn’t mind her lending the tome as long as she had, because he knew she’d bring it back when she was ready, so if she wanted to lend it longer, it was ok??

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One of Darkness (Closed - Luminiţa)

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starheeled;:

The point he made was a good one; if Luminiţa had been drawn here, then it wasn’t completely unreasonable that the rest of them would be, too. She couldn’t imagine the joy of seeing not only her dear friends, but her beloved again. The thought of Shelly, so far away, was almost too much to bear. What if, in Luminiţa’s absence, she forgot her? What if she decided she had simply gone forever, and moved on?

“You’re right. Thank you, I think I needed to hear that. It’s easy to dwell on what might be, and difficult to focus on what’s here, and now.”

“So you believe yourself to be evil?” What an awful thing for anyone to think of themselves without justification. He seemed, to her, so young, barely more than a child. Luminiţa couldn’t fathom the evil she hunted dwelling in him, anymore than she could fathom it in her own heart. It was unbelievable.

“I have no reason to hurt you. If I hunted all that were touched by dark magic, I would have fallen to my own blade years ago. Where I come from, tieflings such as myself are believed purely evil, but that couldn’t be more wrong. What cause have you to believe yourself as irreclaimable as people would call me?”

“The past is in the past - the future is yet to be. However, today is a gift! You see - that is why it is called the ‘present’! Mwa ha haa.” Overdramatic laughter at his own weird sense of humor aside, he patted the small kitten and lifted her into his cape pockets once more to keep her from wandering too far, before nodding. There was not an ounce of hesitation when he gave that response to her enquiry of what he thought of himself.

Yet the other’s musings of having to destroy herself if she truly did strike down all those touched by Dark Magic resonated with truth - he did also sense that in the other’s aura of power, but light seemed to be a lot stronger in it, which made sense. Light always beat Darkness.

“To explain the cause...allow me to tell you a story. Once upon a time, long ago in a far-off land: there was a town full of magical people. A place of wonder - yet also cruelty, for anyone who did not fit in that ‘box’ of owning magical powers was shunned, treated as not even worth noticing. One boy was such in lacking apparent magical talent. He became dramatic, in the blind hope someone, anyone, would pay attention to him.”

A pause, before he shook his head. “Yet nobody cared other than his darling mother. In fact, the bullies themselves, one day, had enough - and outright told the boy it would be better for everyone if he didn’t even exist. Despairing from such cruel words, the boy ran - and fell down a portal by mistake, that only appeared once in a blue moon in the forest. He fell into a world where he was forced to fight against horrid monsters to survive. Eventually, he found a magical sword, that said it would help him fight the monsters, should he beat it in battle and prove being worthy to wield it.Yet the sword also said it was the boy’s choice whether he chose to fight it or not, and warned that if he did, nothing would be the same. He fought, and won: and it was then the sword unlocked the magic he’d always been fated to learn. Yet it was Dark Magic.”

Looking at the sword in it’s scabbard, Schezo continued: “Dark Magic, back in the boy’s home realm...was even worse than having no magic at all. It was considered horrible, black magic, and anyone who specified in it was ‘cursed’ - once you learnt one Dark magic spell, it was so cursed it would override any other spells, and be impossible to get rid of. Anyone who held it...was treated as a monster. Not only that...but everyone hunting down those of dark magic back home meant that the boy knew - if he returned home, his mother would pay the price. So the boy had to...abandon his mother. Such an awful boy, who acquired dark Magic and abandoned the only person to care for him...does he not have the right to claim he is irredeemable?”

...So the boy in the story was Schezo himself, then....

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Musing of times gone by (Closed - Hakuno)

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moonstudentmagus;:

Hakuno was glad that, above all else, the lights were on and things weren’t shifting around anymore. As she had missed the initial announcement, she only had limited clue what the heck had happened but at the very least it seems to have been resolved. The whole incident was a mess, on top of the darkness and catastrophe on a holiday she recalled that Schezo had been cursed into a younger form too…

She spent some time ruminating over what to do from here, wondering if she should check up on him and see if he was still cursed and if so, if he stayed in his apartment like she told him to. She…didn’t herself, having ventured off like the stubborn person she is and returned after another adventure in the dark.

She was taken out of her thoughts by a sudden loud knock at her door; something told her that this was Schezo himself. Even his knocks had to be loud and dramatic, didn’t they? Moving to the door, she steadily opened it and looked up to the face of the familiar man standing on the other side.

Schezo’s eyes seemed to light up in some sort of cheery relief that he’d been so lucky to find the other first try - but knowing why he was here was a mood-dampener, and there was no smile on his face, but an apologetic expression. “Hakuno. After...the strangeness that the darkness draped across this entire realm took place, I felt - remembering everything that had happened during the time of being cursed by it - I should come here, and apologize. I...the darkness was so like that of the Dark World so long ago, it cursed me to return to the boy I was at that time.”

A pause, before explaining. “I acted...awfully rude to you, and I feel awful about it. I don’t blame you if you are still angry at what my younger sel- no, I - said, but...I truly am sorry.” 

Ah, it was quite evident Schezo felt rather guilty about the even blunter things he’d said under the ‘curse’...

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His head hurt, and felt nagging - but it didn’t take long for Schezo to get over it, and also realize - he’d been cursed before, returned back to his past self, but probably confused his friends and those who met his younger self in the process. After sending a letter to those in charge, he felt a little less cross about everything - so now he should really go and apologize to those he’d met during that strange curse and explain things, right?

The first on the list, of course: was Hakuno. She’d gone out of her way to help, despite his younger self being...blunt and rather stubborn. Hopefully, she was in her apartment right now? A firm, loud knock was made on the door, the dark mage waiting to see if he’d be lucky enough to find her quickly.

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Of Visages Past (Closed-  Hakuno)

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moonstudentmagus;:

He had a good point there, she was sure the kitten would be most comfortable in their own home…though the fact that they had come down to be with Schezo even in his child form seems to indicate that the kitty would want to be wherever he was really. But if it would make him feel better, then very well then. That is what they will do.

“Alright. Your room should be 4E. I don’t know which side it is on from the entrance we took, but keep an eye out, alright?” She said that, but even at her slowed pace it wouldn’t taken them too long to find it.

Indeed, before she knew it she found herself standing right in front of it. She waited to see if Schezo would find it too.

“Alright - I’ll keep a look out!” It didn’t take long at all for the mysterious door of his future self to reveal itself, and he moved towards it, mumbling: “Uhm....i’ll put the kitty in myself. Do you...want me to stay there a while??” He seemed uncertain as to what he should do after putting the kitty inside where it was safer, but given how dangerous it was outside, perhaps keeping Schezo inside was a safer option?

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Dark Mind (Closed - Kitaro)

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truthisnobodyreallycares;:  

  The wolfish glee Kitaro exerted with his double-edged statements dispersed when regardless of his inscrutable behavior, he was given gratitude. It didn’t add up in the least, no matter his efforts to search his brain for his feelings on the matter. Rather than balk, he nursed the back of his neck with a pensive rub. This kid just wasn’t real.

  He couldn’t be. What person thanks someone for their merest effort? It was dumb. He didn’t do anything. Not even his prodding hints were for anyone’s interest but his own. It was entertaining, that simple. “N-no…”   Barely voicing his disagreement, Kitaro began to gnaw on the piece of bark in his hand as if it would hide his non-confrontational smile. He didn’t even care to remember when he took it, he was so absorbed in whatever pleasant miasma the other was unconsciously giving off. This wasn’t the kind of attention he was looking for, initially. Never once had he given his own thanks, and he wasn’t about to start now. Who does that? No, not just in general. He wanted a name.   “Who are you?” He asked, doing his best to sound uninterested. His tells were very contradictory, especially his crinkling nose.

Too caught up in returning the frog to a safe place and carefully tucking the bottle of fresh water into his robes to hear the monster boy’s mumbled disagreements, Schezo did hear the other ask who he was, at least, turning to face him in surprise. To be asked that was not something he’d expected, but he gave a smile like the hammy sort his older self would do often in future, a rare thing for the boy who had seen so much sadness.

Then he flashed a thumbs up. “I am me, Schezo. That’s sure a simple question to ask!” 

He acted like that simple answer was enough...what a dorky child.

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Of Visages Past (Closed-  Hakuno)

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moonstudentmagus;:

Nodding to Schezo and keeping up her smile, she made her way up the stairway. Her pace was slow, not wanting to drop her candle or outpace Schezo and his kitten. Their rooms were both on the 4th floor, so they had a bit of a climb to make in the darkness.

“Watch your step, I know you have your hands full and can’t hold onto the railing like I can.” She peeked back at him as she ascended, making sure he wasn’t going to lose his balance or anything. She had to admit, it was a little nerve wracking to step up a staircase in darkness, guided only by dim candlelight.

Stepping out of the doorway on the fourth story, she stood in the hallway and turned back to Schezo. “Here we are on the fourth floor. I…don’t know which of our rooms are closer from here, so I have to ask: Would you feel safer in the room your future self has settled in?”

Surprisingly, despite carrying both a candle and a cat, Schezo managed to keep pace easily - in fact, it was evident that he had to keep slowing himself down to keep up with Hakuno, so sure were his steps. Yet to know he’d had to endure many frightened steps into unknown labyrinths to get this sure of step in darkened ways was a sombering thing that took happiness out of it.

Despite his steps being certain, he made sure to be slow, to consider the other’s words. They were...now on the fourth floor? “Uhm...we should take the kitty wherever she belongs, right...?” The child expressed evident bewilderment of going to a future him’s room, but the animal’s safety clearly came first.

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Of Visages Past (Closed-  Hakuno)

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moonstudentmagus;:

Hakuno gave an understanding nod, as…well she did understand. Schezo had told her before how the place he grew up in drilled into him that not having any magic made you worthless, but having dark magic marked you as a tainted monster and….the fate of you and your family wasn’t very bright. It was understandable that he would be shaken up by this, especially as a child.

“I’m not a very good mage, all of my magic is performed through items and I don’t have any on my person at the moment.” The point she was trying to get at was she wasn’t ‘protected’ at all, rather his dark magic wasn’t going to ‘infect’ her in any way. She was still her after all the time spent together.

“Oh, of course!” She looked down at the kitten. Her suspicions seemed to be true, it was indeed Schezo’s shadowy cat. “I think the kitty will follow you, but if not we can carry them or put them in your cloak.”

Walking towards what she now knew was the entrance to the stairway, she turned back to Schezo. “Our rooms are on the same floor, but it’s a few stories up from here. Can you and the kitty make it?”

She...wasn’t a good mage, relying on items? That didn’t make sense, it didn’t make sense. Picking up the small kitty rather than trying to make sense of something that made his head hurt and risked him bursting into tears once more, he pat it gently. “It’s really friendly...I don’t want anything bad to happen to it, so we should help it to safety. It really likes being held, so I’ll carry it!”

That seemed to be true, given the kitten’s purring, but knowing Schezo, that was probably also a bit of an excuse to pat it and cuddle it more, seeing how much he loved animals. The cat carefully cradled in one arm, and the candle held steadily in the other, the boy nodded with confidence.

“I know how to travel in dark areas, I can make it with the kitty, I promise!!”