the hero

イカルガの英雄 the hero of ikaruga

[glaciokinetics-blog]

"It's quiet. Ought to be able to get some work done."

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I've heard my new roommate can be a little frosty. Well...

That makes two of us.

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ooc:

trying to think who jin needs on his relationships page.

armin, dagny, garry? is that it?

jin is unsociable and mean, he hasn't really associated with people enough to have any relatoinships with them. 

what a meanie. 

[morallygurei-blog]

greatescape.mp3 // open

For anyone who didn’t know Earl Charles Grey, the sight they were to be met with this morning might be considered unusual. The Gymnastics teacher, renowned for rarely wearing anything other than his flashy, British-monarchy-approved uniform, was hobbling down the corridor, dressed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and boxer shorts.

Anyone who might have been called ‘perceptive’ might have noticed the quickly-bandaged spots on his arm, where inference denotes he had probably pulled out an IV line or three; anyone who might have been called ‘Sherlock Holmes’ might have noticed the slight dip to his head, and the occasional tiny dropping of his hands, in such a way that might have suggested that the Gymnastics teacher was not entirely in control of his own muscles.

Yet, he walked on, valiantly.

"Hey, brat. What’re you staring at?” As long as it wasn’t Nurse Skyla - who may have had a few words to say to him about the fact that he’d jut escaped from hospital - he didn’t really care.

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Jin had been in the library all night. And, considering it was a Saturday, he planned on sleeping through the day. He wasn't usually nocturnal, but on the odd days where the voices in his head plagued him worse than usual and kept him from sleeping, he found that passing the time over a book was preferable to tossing and turning in bed for hours. 

The bags under his eyes were the only inclination he hadn't slept in two days; the reading glasses were still poised on his nose. 

Glancing up when he heard the shuffling of feet, surprised to see anyone in the corridor this early at a weekend, he was met with a peculiar sight; the Momo Dorm Head, wandering down the corridor, practically in his underwear. Pausing, he blinked for a few moments, trying to assess the situation blearily, before finally speaking.

"... Professor, have you come from the infirmary?" 

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ooc:

aaa i finally got around to updating jin's biography so yes check that out

[pegasusoccer-deactivated2015090]

"Well… both of you could be in the same team? There’s a few people in our team in the first place. Plus I’m sure both of you have your own way of making strategies."

"It’s like um… Pasta! It’s different for other people right? Would that be better for you?"

[glaciokinetics-blog]

"We are on the same team. Keep up."

[pegasusoccer-deactivated2015090]

So he isn’t sure why Jin and Ciel are fighting but okay????

OKAY.

[glaciokinetics-blog]

"Because why choose a twelve-year-old boy over a renowned war strategist?"

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[blue team]

[phantomknob]

"I think you’ll find that anyone in the Blue Team can take their pick of strategists, given that they’ve managed to pick up multiples.”

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"And yet, I highly doubt that any of them are veteran war strategists, Phantomhive, now are they?"

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[blue team]

"As a decorated war hero and veteran soldier, I suggest that if anyone on the Blue Team wants a little strategy, they come to me."

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conceal don't feel lol [ open/power practice ];

Jin had spent his class-free morning in the Gym, as was customary to him. He was a Military man, after all, and to him, his fitness was at the forefront of his priorities, perhaps more so than his academia. Not that they were neglected; he was a studious lad.Regardless, he had been finding it notably more difficult to push himself as he had done prior to his injuries at the Battle that had earned him his title, and the trouble seemed to come entirely from his damaged leg.

Frustration had driven him out of the Gym, a towel across his neck, and instead to one of the Campus' sports halls. If he couldn't push himself in the Gym, he'd work on honing his abilities, instead. Something his Superiors had driven into him during his time in the Military had been that he needed to learn to control his ice. 

It was all too tempting to let the ice take control of him, instead.

Standing straight, the blond placed his arms at his sides, slowly lifting them, focusing on bringing up only two neat shards of ice below either palm. No more. They were to remain steady. He would not allow any more to manifest from the ground; not yet. 

[phantomknob]

biological // kyokusei lounge open

As much as Ciel loved the library, it wasn’t a good place to revise, in all honesty. Though none of the tests he had this year were particularly important in the long-term, he had a reputation and an image to uphold— so he was cramming for this exam in the Kyokusei lounge, of all things. He might have been the youngest of the Kyokusei present, but he was by no means the most recent initiate to the elite level.

"Oi," he called to anyone present, turning the page of his unwieldy Biology revision book. "Denitrification is nitrates from the soil returning to nitrogen in the air, right?"

[glaciokinetics-blog]

The Kyokusei Lounge was quiet and soothing to a boy who inherently loathed company. A studious, mature atmosphere was encouraged and there were none of the frightfully irritating kouhais to bother him. Glancing up from his own book ('Range and Dale's 'Pharmacology', Seventh Edition), Jin focused on the younger boy in front of him.

"Yes," he confirmed, with a slight inclination of his head, "Denitrifying bacteria provide themselves with energy by reversing nitrogen fixation and converting nitrate into nitrogen gas."

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questions [ jade ];

For a short while after returning from the Battle of Ikaruga (the battle in which Jin had been dubbed a 'Hero' and had consequently been shipped off to a boarding school following his injuries sustained in it), Jin had tried to convince himself that limps were sexy. Mysterious. His perception on that personal little lie had quickly changed when he'd realised how irritating it was to have a limp. 

It had hung around for a good few months. Hopefully it would only hang around for a few more.

Limping through the corridor towards the Suika Head Office, the ex-Major flicked through his notes in hand. Various notes taken in Professor Curtiss' class, in Jin's recognisable cursive. 

A sharp knock on the man's door announced his presence.

"Sir?"

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antonym [ open ];

It all seemed so effortlessly pointless. 

For a boy whose entire life had been focused on the Military prior to a few months ago, Kerria Academy seemed so soft, so quiet. Everything was tranquil (no doubt echoing the Academy's own goddamn motto) and it was beginning to drive the ex-Major insane. 

He was a decorated Military hero. Not a student at some ludicrously serene school. There was nothing gentle about Jin Kisaragi. Regardless, he had remained at the Academy, by will of his superiors. He knew he could leave, if he wanted to. Waltz out the front gates because that was all they were: standing metal. How could they stop him?

He convinced himself the reason he stayed was due to his injuries, the very reason he'd been placed into the school in the first place. To recover. To focus on his studies. Sat beside the Otsukimi Pond, the blond tossed a few seeds to the ducks that frequented the surface. Stupid, gluttonous creatures. 

[glaciokinetics-blog]

This blog is now associated with Kerria Academy.

[tsubakiyayoi]

Dark Tsubaki@ Mr-Major.

[tsubakiyayoi]

“Jin. For the last time, return to the NOL and receive your punishment or I will slay you here, once and for all”.

{With that being said, Tsubaki’s eyes flashed coldly, her voice emotionless for the most point as she lifted the Izayoi from under her. With a dark flash, the book took shape into the giant shield while she drew her blood red, short sword. With a flick of her wrist, she casts her cape onto the floor before locking eyes with the male.

Darkness loomed out from under in one lunge, stealing the light from the room as it crawled over everything, intent on suffocating the two in eternal darkness. It was none other than the work of the Izayoi. It was Tsubaki’s shadow shield that blocked out any from eavesdropping and..it made the current Tsubaki very comfortable. If one looked at the darkness, one can see..that this will be her fate one day.

In any case, Tsubaki readied her self, moving into an attack position, her entire being screaming evil and hatred, heightened emotions but hers nonetheless.}

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Jin looked less than impressed, his brow slowly furrowing into a neat frown as his fingers traced along the length of the katana by his side. She was hissing at him, talking; destroy her... end her... And no matter how hard he tried to deny the sword her wishes, at present, they seemed to be the only option. He had the mental capacity to destroy his childhood friend, if she had the capacity in return. An eye for an eye. Of a bitter kind.

He gave in to Yukianesa.

At once, his eyes became bitterly cold, the green frosting over, icy and lethal and as he pulled the sword from her hilt, the ice littered the air like lightning. He pointed it at her.

"Fine. Have it your way, Tsubaki."

He ran at her, bringing Yukianesa forth in a powerful arc, his footsteps light and airy and yet full of determination. This was how he fought; like water or air, dancing through the canvas of the battlefield and using movement as much to his advantage as he did strength. 

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BACK.

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HIATUS.

For the next week or so. Last exam on Friday + revision and work at the Vets tomorrow, then expo, London and Brighton with the gorgeous girlfriend of mine.

So I probably won't have time/energy to get to replies. 

BUT I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN THEM. I know exactly who I owe replies to, don't worry. I'm just... literally not here at the moment.

Ciao!