#jxsticecabal

[princessofausterity-blog]

@jxsticecabal

Nomi was pretty much content in staying in the library until whoever she was supposed to give her letter too arrived. After a few hours she was starting to get a bit bored though, and so she figured she’d try and put herself to good use. 

Coming up to the closest librarian then, she spoke up timidly. “E..excuse me miss...is...is there anything I can do to help maybe?” 

[solaignemmagi]

Familiar friends (closed - Cynthia)

The mage felt slightly more at ease at the party thanks to that stranger who’d taken the time to talk to him: but the fact still remained the noise and overwhelming nature of people when he was so unused to so many people in the one spot was a little too much for him, regardless if he had to stay here or not.

He just needed a quick breather from the crowds for a moment, then he could head back in. So he sat out on the garden area with the flowers, where there were less folk. The scent of the flowers reminded him of the times he and mother had done potion-making together, and such remembrance calmed him considerably.

Alright. Things seemed a little more tolerable, so he should head back: but he felt inclined to stay. He didn’t want to head back into that noisy place, really - but he knew his friends could need him there. Though, as he stood to head back in: it seemed ironic he should see a friend now.

Eyes lit up in recognition, and he spoke to the girl, in hopeful tones. “Cynthia? Is...is that you?”

[brillxntdays-blog]

          Otoya had actually stepped away from the dance floor, having gone several rounds in a row he was starting to wear out a little. Surely he’d end up going back, but for now the red head needed a drink, and maybe something to eat as well. A drink was more important though, and so his eyes sought out a sheep with drinks on it’s back. Once he did find one he made his way to it, reaching out for the last drink it had, only to have his hand bump against another making the young man jump a bit and pull back quickly.

          “Ah sorry! Go ahead and take it.”

@jxsticecabal is at the ball!

[goldensmiles-blog1]

@jxsticecabal

Fantasy. Adventure. Romance. She’d read everything she could get her hands on back home. It was cheesy, and Ryoga-kun often teased her about it, but those were the kinds of stories she enjoyed most when it came to manga.

Unless there was an unnecessary love triangle or a love rival that was a friend but threw that friendship under the bus all over the love interest. But that wasn’t a thought to dwell on unless she wanted to make herself irritated for no reason.

But there was a girl up ahead who looked like she’d just stepped out of the pages of one of those adventure manga, like she was ready to go into battle. She was already interested--after all, what if she really was a real knight? Maybe this was an opportunity to learn something! 

“U-um! Excuse me!” she called out as she approached. “A-are you a knight? Like, for real and not just a cosplayer?”

[resxttings-blog]

@jxsticecabal

That girl there with the armor, she was a knight or something of the sort, right? At least, that’s what Frisk assumed, but they didn’t really know unless they asked. Considering the other ‘knight’ of sorts they knew was Undyne (who was technically a royal guard but close enough) and Undyne was well...Undyne for a lack of a better word, they didn’t have the best example, but it couldn’t hurt to ask.

They walked over to the pig-tailed girl, tapping her lightly on the shoulder to get her attention. They smiled and held out their notepad for her to read, their question already written on it. Excuse me, this might be a bit rude to ask but, are you by chance a knight? The armor is why I ask, which is pretty by the way!

[mokutouta-blog]

@jxsticecabal

『 aaa, you just came to the ball wearing armour?? that’s so cool... wwww... you look just as dressed up as everyone else, really!! 』He holds out his phone with the message to the stranger, not being the only person not dressed smartly making him relax, just a little. Though... hopefully this didn’t mean she was likely to stab him with that spear.

[elderallendale-blog]

@jxsticecabal

Josen was happy to help out at the library in his free time. Books were something he was able to keep up with even when he was sick, so libraries always made him feel pretty good. Happier. And the job was easy enough. Just returning books to their places on the shelves.

He went around the library with a cart full of books, sliding them into their places on the shelves. Occasionally, he would pause to cough into a handkerchief, then continue on. It was only when someone raced around a bookshelf into the isle he was in that he had to stop the cart suddenly. 

“Sorry.” He whispered, pulling the cart back so he could go around it to make sure the other hadn’t hit it.

[solivxgnt-blog]

⊰ @jxsticecabal​ ⊱

⊰ || ⊹ | Being whisked away from his usual apartment home into a strange city of stars and sheep sounds like something from a storybook. Something completely incomprehensible in the realm of physics and mathematics. Not to mention the sudden transformation from avian to homo sapien was completely uncalled for. Overall, the math didn’t add up.

Wandering through the interior of the library, Hitori furrowed his brows at he scanned through the letter in his hand a second time. “Congratulations! You have been chosen as the lucky person take on the job of Math Teacher at Aster Academy,” it states. With responsibility already thrust upon him, he simply couldn’t stick around in his room wallowing in confusion forever. 

Already, he was compiling possible lectures in his head, taking note that he might possibly be guiding another batch of rowdy teenagers. But lesson plans would be incomplete without the proper teaching materials. || 

❝ First day in the city and it's time for work. ❞ He sighed, muttering softly to himself. His thoughts briefly drifted back to when he was younger and working double-time, all for the sake of feeding his family. Now, it seems he was to work for himself.  ❝ It feels different... ❞

|| Being too deep in thought caused him to become lost rather quickly. ( ... is that a doujinshi on the shelf? just where was he- )  Aisles upon aisles of bookcases became a twisting maze, and Hitori was deeply regretting not having asked for assistance earlier. Especially when unfamiliar with the layout. Ah, luckily for him, there was a person in sight! || 

❝ Pardon me, miss... ❞ A gentle tap on the shoulder. ❝ ... but do you work here, by any chance? ❞