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{ ★ } » — It should have gone like any other day. The keyword present here being should have. While it wasn’t a frequent occurrence, it wasn’t exactly uncommon for the teen to wander off to the less than savory parts of Themis, either. He would tell himself that it was because the center of town was an unwise choice in locale to practice spells. But, in actuality, Akaashi sought refuge in the forest terrain that lied just on the outskirts of the city. And in spite of warnings from his parents and peers that such regions were often inhabited by brutes and rogues alike, he’d yet to find anything aside from relative solitude and peace of mind. Away from expectations and standards and judging eyes.
With his parents away, something about attending a banquet in Rosanne, or some noble gathering of that degree, it was an ideal opportunity for working on his spell casting. So it was with his favorite tome in his hands that he had gathered his things and ventured off shortly after their departure.
Sure, there were those who would think his decision foolish and irrational, however, the young tactician found himself lacking concern. He’d long since chalked up the stories he’d heard about bandits as nothing more than horror stories to frighten young children from straying into the woods on their own. The most dangerous thing he had ever encountered was a raised tree root that he tripped over once when he was fourteen and scuffed his knee. But the thought of someone actually lurking in such rugged terrain?
Such a though could have made the boy scoff, were he not already nose deep in his reading, incantations soft spoken to himself and the open air while steady hands followed the intricate motions. He had easily read this tome cover to cover a few dozen times, yet he remained determined to finally master it today before sunset. And with such fierce determination also came a steadfast focus in accompaniment. Rather, a focus on the text and nothing else, which, in retrospect, was perhaps not the best option.
Because had he not been so absorbed in his studies, he likely would have noticed the tripwire before aimlessly wandering into such a simple trap.
“--?!”
Slate visage barely has a chance to widen in surprise upon being, quite literally, hoisted off his feet. His book meets the ground with a soft thud as it falls from his hands and Akaashi finally registers the situation he’s, unfortunately, walked right into. Suspended in midair by a rope net.
“Nice job, Keiji...” he sighs to himself, struggling to determine just how much leeway his surprisingly secure prison would allow him. “Now how are you going to get yourself out of this one?”
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cornicopian replied to your post:my biggest regret with haru is that I never had a...
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unimpressed haru noises tbh.