first class pain in the ass

they built a hero out of expectations and what a hopeless hero was he. sebastian debeste • junior • boy's dorm a-1 art source • fated

[deceivest]

-- 01 . serendipity

Tears were not at all an uncommon occurrence to the deceiver.

— tears of laughter, that is. Aided only by the smallest provocation could he completely lose any sense of maturity, now being one such example. Having witnessed an innocent stranger collide directly with a streetlight in front of them, he very nearly burst out into laughter all too inappropriate for the time of night currently blanketing Tancho.

“H-hey, you al—" Snickers slipping out between each breath, no genuine concern could really be conveyed correctly. "—pppffft!”

Offering a hand to the other currently in some pain from smacking against cold metal, it was pure coincidence that he’d retract it right when it was going to be taken— most likely resulting in the stranger to lose balance comically.

“Th-that wasn’t on purpose!” Doubling over in laughter, one hand maintained his weight against the streetlight as the other returned outstretched to offer assistance a second time. “I’m really a gentleman, I swear!”

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Rising from the pavement with all the kinaesthetic grace of a newborn elephant, it took Sebastian four or five tries at swatting the air in the hopes of grabbing hold of some means of support before he managed to pull himself up with his right hand by the post of the streetlight, using the other to shield his pained face from any further damage (and, with less success, hiding his tears from the harsh impact). Steadying himself took a while, perhaps to fully register the, er, unfortunate chain of events that had just caught him off guard. Only a few seconds passed before he found himself reacting on behalf of his new bloody nose.

"Ugh... rng... AUGH! L-Look, if you're just trying to make fun of me, go somewhere else!" he wailed, rubbing his hands to the sides of his head, face, and back in different intervals as if he couldn't decide which area hurt worse. "I've already fallen and gotten hurt four times today, I don't need some stranger adding exult to injury!"

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locked out [open thread]

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Makoto scratched the back of his head and smiled. The boy standing next to him seemed so surprised that the door could open— Makoto couldn’t help but think how refreshing it was to be talking with this student. He hadn’t really talked to anyone in the school yet, besides teachers but they didn’t really count.

"Oh… oh, no problem! I’m happy I could help out." Makoto did a little bow for some reason, trying to get across a point of ‘it’s not worthy of a thank you but I appreciate it anyway’.

Wow, that was a little embarrassing. He didn’t even ask for his name upon meeting him or even after striking up a little conversation. Better late than never, right? I’ve never heard of him before… at least I don’t think so… he must be pretty important though, to flaunt his name like that. "I’m Makoto Tachibana, nice to meet you!"

After a few laughs, the kind people do to either take up time or be on their way soon, Makoto wondered what Sebastian was doing now. “Are you… going to go inside the dorm now?”

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"Now that I don't have to struggle with the door any longer," Sebastian said with a bit of a grunt as he hoisted his suitcases up, nudging the door with his foot as to make sure it wouldn't close on him and the two would be forced to reenact their previous struggle (? if it could be considered one to begin with). "I've been waiting around for quite some time, like I said, it's good you came along when you did, otherwise I might have missed class."

"Speaking of which... do you know what time it is? I don't wear a watch."

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[[ sorry for late replies & sluggish activity, havent been feeling well lately u___u ]]

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locked out [open thread]

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Oh boy, that key looks like its been through a car running it over…Ahh, he’s trying to get it out..?! Makoto watched as the locked out student attempted to free the key. Looked like repetition wasn’t going to get him very far, unfortunately. “Here, let me give it a try.” Makoto took the key, glanced around to make sure no other students were trying to get in, and gave it a go.

"Oh, yes, I am! Well, I’m actually in the B-1 dorm." He answered, still trying to get the key to work. "Luckily, no. But sometimes you need to put these in just right, like so…" Voila, the door opened up and Makoto clenched his fist in a triumphant manner. "Sometimes you need to slant it a little while putting it inside." He handed his fellow student the key.

"You might want to ask someone for a new one, though. That one is looking a little rough around the edges.” He laughed a little, no ill will intended. “Are you also a transfer student like I am? Is that why you didn’t ask anyone for help getting in? I know how you feel, it’s a little embarrassing, huh…”

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"Ah! You got it! Travail magnifique!" Sebastian seemed surprised that the task of getting the key to even turn was feasible, let alone unlock the door entirely. "It's a good thing you came along when you did... I-I mean, if I'd had a few more minutes to work at it, I definitely could have figured it out," he stammered, trying to put his feelings of relief on the backburner in favor of coming off as 'cool', "But thanks!"

Sebastian took another look at his sad-looking key and pocketed it, figuring he'd just ask a teacher where to get a new one when classes began. It took him a few tries, though, fumbling with it almost as if he had no clear approximation of where his pockets were.

"And yes, I transferred from Themis Law Academy just this week. My name is Sebastian Debeste, you may have heard of me... and you are?"

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locked out [open thread]

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Makoto had just left his room in the Boys’ B-1 Dormitory. He got an idea as he locked the door; why not check out the rest of the places he hasn’t seen yet? After all, it’d probably do some good to check out his surroundings. Couldn’t hurt, anyway.

After walking quite a ways, he caught sight of the A-1 Dormitory. “Oh, is that the A-1 Boy’s Dormitory..?” He mumbled, resting one finger atop his lips. He did decide that he wanted to check out all of his surroundings, so off he went to a dorm that he probably shouldn’t bother with— after all, he’d never see it again. Probably.

Walking towards the halls entrace, Makoto caught sight of a boy waiting outside the dorm.

Oh, he must be a resident. I forgot, you need a key to get in. Best I leave, then. Makoto thought, continuing to walk on by while flashing a smile. As he looked back though, he noticed that the boy didn’t seem to go inside— he just kept waiting outside of it. And was it his imagination or was the boy looking at him?

"Um… can I help you?" He asked, walking back to where he was standing. "Is this your dorm?"

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What a relief! He didn't have to wait long after all, only a few minutes had passed and already potential assistance had come by, and he seemed friendly enough. Most people these days didn't smile at you as they passed.

"Yes it is," he replied, turning to face the other young man, "I'm having trouble getting inside. I've been trying since I got here, this key just won't seem to do the trick..." he withdrew the battered key from the doorknob with a quick, harsh tug to dislodge it from the lock (he'd been a little more forceful in the hopes that would help in any way whatsoever) and held it up to show his fellow student. He had just had it given to him and already the sides were bent out of shape and the paint was cracked, but that didn't seem to bother him very much.

"You must be a student here, too, right?" Sebastian reasoned. "Has your key been deflective at all?"

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locked out [open thread]

The third time's the charm, Sebastian's always been told (and never really understood) but he was well past the point of trying the key to the A-1 Boy's Dormitory three times, and, well, a better ballpark estimate would be about ten or fifteen. Yet no matter how hard he tried twisting the key to the doorknob, it refused to budge; in fact, he had made so many attempts that the key was beginning to bend and warp on its side from the amount of force he'd been using to turn it.

More determined than he was panicked, Sebastian took a step back from the entryway door and withdrew his baton, waving it around aimlessly as he considered his options. Too proud to find a member of campus staff to help him (lest he get lost trying to locate one in the first place) he figured his best (and only, he supposed) course of action was to simply wait around until another resident of the A-1 Boy's Dormitory came by, and walk inside with them if they didn't happen to have any trouble entering.

Granted, that could take quite a while, but Sebastian could entertain himself until then. Provided someone even came along in the first place.

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WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

Hm? That's kind of hard to answer, you know, there are so many... I personally like flamingos a lot, since they always stand on one leg. And cheetahs, because they're the best at running.

But next time you go around asking people such weird questions, at least try to get your grammar right. An animal isn't an object, it's just an animal. Beginner's mistake.