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“Man, this place has been nothing but boring… Where’s the excitement?”

Ever since Hiraeth had been now his residence, Yuri just felt his emotions slipping for what possibly had been a worst in a long time. He was slacking in his school work, was late getting to deadlines and pretty much distanced himself from everyone. It weren’t really anything personal, he just was too lazy to even start it.

Why should he make the effort if he’ll be leaving eventually? He didn’t really want to keep in contact with anyone. Though, truth be told, he was thinking of those that he had left behind.

Perhaps there was some way he could see them again… and out of here, for that matter. He flicked over his induction paper that he had, glancing over the rules of the Academy, particularly at the point where it was instructed that students are unable to reach the portal back.

“Hmph. There’s no way they’re keeping me out because of a stupid system. I’m gonna get the hell out of here.”

He put the paper back in his pocket and discreetly left the corridors, making his way to the portal for what he hoped to be his trip back home.

Some may call it a sixth sense, Flynn’s ability to somehow always sense when his childhood friend was going to do something stupid. He’d been at Hiraeth a little under two hours and already, Flynn felt that usual unease in the pit of his stomach that told him Yuri Lowell was about to get into trouble. With a sigh, the blond continued down the hallway, not expecting much of anything to happen. Even though the feeling sat in his gut, he couldn’t imagine the two of them would be lucky enough to wind up in the same bizarre school.

As he rounded a corner, seeing a familiar head of dark hair headed into the teleportarium, clearly labelled by the sign above the door, Flynn thought that he might just have assumed things far too quickly.

With a quickened pace, Flynn hurried to the door, catching it just before it closed behind Yuri. He’d read the letter as well, viewed the rules over painstakingly as he did not want to anger whatever entity controlled this place. He knew that the portals to return home was off limits, and even the Orilon portal was off limits during the weekdays!

“Yuri Lowell!” Flynn snapped, arms folding across his chest as he watched his friend approach the home portals with an swiftness reserved only for people who knew they were going to get in trouble if caught.

“Those are off limits, and I know that you know that!”

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parvuius:

the last test that the headmistress set up had completely destroyed him (as he was forced to switch sides between good and evil), and this one was so soon after… at least during the last one, he had his bow and arrows. to be completely honest, takumi was already getting tired of these games. he just wanted to get through however many years he’d be forced to spend at this damned academy, and then return home. a war was going on, after all, and they had lost their prized archer.

instead of his blessed bow, he was gifted a simple cardboard box to be utilized as a weapon. albeit, the cardboard box wasn’t empty – it was filled with puzzle pieces. puzzle pieces that, when aligned properly, would make up a picture of the beloved academy that they were all forced to attend.

and to top all of that off, takumi was forced to be an underling. an underling of some guy with absolutely no combat training whatsoever, as far as he knew. hell, he would’ve been fine with his other teammate being their leader, as he at least looked like he had some experience in battle.

he would stay silent for a moment while the two talk about their own weapons, each of which seemed more useful than his own. when the prince was asked about what he had, he looked to the box he held in his hands with furrowed brows.

『 we can use mine if neither of you want to part with yours. it’s useless. 』 he grumbled for a moment, holding the box out towards his teammates. 『 i’m good enough with just my hands. probably. 』

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Ah, so the jack in the box wasn’t merely just a toy. It would certainly come in handy, that’s for sure. Though the other grumpy teammate didn’t seem to pleased with his own – a simple box contained puzzle pieces, all which made the academy when pieced together. Between the potatoes and the puzzles, it was clear who the winner was. The vegetables were at least heavy enough to warrant as a weapon.

“Uh, all right then. So the puzzles it is.”

Grabbing the box from his teammate’s hand, Nadi waved it at the gargoyle, still feeling a bit unsure of what he was doing.

“Okay, we choose the box of puzzles! Er, so we leave this place now right?” As if to answer him, the box in his hand materialized and the gargoyle’s eyes flashed red – the writing appeared above the statue though the only word was proceed.

Flynn took a moment to regard the other’s puzzle box. He had to agree, it was no weapon in comparison to the vegetables in the other male’s hand, and the boxing glove on the end of the toy Flynn had obtained. Perhaps they had given out pointless objects for the tasks such as this - although, a part of him wondered if the puzzle might have come in use later...

Before he could say anything in regards to the matter however, his train of thought was interrupted by the gargoyle’s motions, and the disappearance of the puzzle box. A prompt on the wall urged them to move forward now. Flynn could feel relief flooding his veins at the sight: at least they would not falter here.

No, they must not falter at all. If Flynn held faith the would proceed, then his team would.

Before heading towards the newly formed exit, the blond looked over at his now unarmed teammate. Bowing slightly, Flynn felt it was his duty as a knight to say something in regards to his teammate.

“Thank you for your sacrifice. As a member of the Imperial Knights of my home world, I pledge to protect you from whatever harm we may face. Of course, I extend that promise to our leader as well.” Flynn looked to Nadi upon mentioning him, nodding his head with a determined gaze.

“With our first challenge complete, we should do as our leader has said and continue forward. We will not falter if we continue to work as a team!”

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He’s not sure how he landed in the position of a leader but Nadi knows he doesn’t like it. Working alone most of the time, the former landscaper wasn’t used to working in a team – let alone leading one. Especially in such a haunting environment. But here he was, leading his team one way or another and trying not to get themselves killed in the process.

They came across a door and without thinking twice, Nadi lead himself and his teammates in. That was a mistake. As soon as they entered the room, the door behind them disappeared, leaving them alone with a gargoyle statue at the end of the room. Suddenly writing appears above the statue: In order to pass, you must give up that which you value most. A riddle?

It’s not like he had anything valuable with him except for the five potatoes given to him. But perhaps that was what the gargoyle meant.

“Uh…” he starts, a nervous look on his face. “What weapon did they give you?” If it was better than his sack of potatoes then he’d have no qualms in giving his away. Potatoes were one of his least favorite vegetables anyways.

Flynn wasn’t quite sure how he had gotten mixed up in all of this mess. Certainly, he was used to off circumstances occurring (especially when in the company of old friends), but this was an entirely new circumstance. He’d been on the run from an assassin when he was suddenly transported through space and time: and he wound up at a magical school. It wasn’t long though that he was then transported again to this odd... labyrinth of sorts, and told to survive.

That task would be a lot easier if he had been granted his sword, rather than this cubed contraption.

Hearing the supposed team leader’s question, Flynn snapped to attention and held out the palm-sized device he had been given. Peering at it, he noticed a crank and an almost childish design on the outer area of the cube. He tried his best not to sound so disappointed as he described it.

“My weapon appears to be a child’s toy. A jack-in-the-box, if my suspicions are correct.” He replied truthfully, before deciding to give the crank a turn if only to confirm what he had been given, before possibly giving it up. However, upon turning it more, the blond discovered that when the ‘jack’ finally popped, there was no childish puppet to be found. Instead, a bright red boxing glove shot up and nearly made contact with his face - a close call.

“...Perhaps it’s not a toy all that suited for children. What about you?” Flynn turned his gaze to the third member of their party, a borderline unfriendly fellow, although having been in the military for so long, Flynn had learned to get along with just about anyone, so long as the other was willing to do so. He hoped they could all get along, especially since this test seemed to be designed for them to lean on one another.

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