Tom Blanc
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Aena:
Aena regarded Q’s words with caution and respect, ” I understand that true humanity is brought by going beyond one’s programming, but I believe that my creator’s, code for me is already perfect, and that my being of a desired person will be obtained by following the code to it’s completion, within a few months. However, I can only put my trust in one of you, as I fear that the being I was to be is only a simple medical assistant, which was my original purpose. I am afraid, and either choice can lead to my destruction.”
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Tom:
Tom was angry, that he himself would retreat to doing nothing for days on end. He vented his anger with physical training. He wanted so much to see if he was still able to use alchemy, and to his astonishment, he was even better before. (The reason being all the remnants of his broken soul were removed) With this power, maybe he could match up to some of the super-powered students here, but probably not.
((Last post for a while))
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Tom:
((Tom will be within school grounds but will be busy with training and study for the rest of the week, and after Friday I’ll be away for another week. It’s not like he was doing anything anyway.))
Aena:
“Then, please excuse me, Mr. Haru, I would like to take the time to talk with Mr. Q, If he permits,” Aena said in anticipation. She wondered what she would be told, and hoped it was nothing that pertained to the welfare of the others. Even though she was a teenager in mentality and had been in service for three years, she had only seen a few months of lucid conscious, and as a result she was extremely naive to things found outside of books.
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Xander was going away to his own berth within the complex when he heard shouting outside. Carefully avoiding detection, he melded into his surrounding to see what was going on. One could see him if they strained their eyes. He formed an invisible tendril of solid ice in case things went hot.
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Tom:
Tom is asleep even though it’s the middle of the afternoon. He’s as good as dead. He’s not suffering from any resurrection sickness or something, he’s just that tired.
Aena:
“You don’t want to play, Mr Q.,” Aena said as she checked what property she had, the Baltic Avenue. “Okay then,” She whispered so that no one could hear. She rolled snake eyes and landed on Ludwig’s railroad, and she had to pay up. It wasn’t going well from the start.
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Aena:
Before Aena took the first turn, she said “If you’re looking for someone knowledgeable about magic, you can ask me. I’ve completely parsed about 2/3 of the books at this school, even from the library devoted to that subject. However, Mr. Tom, wherever the truant is, knows quite a bit, though I’ve never got to see him use it except for once. His was something else: maybe it was alchemy? I surely can tell. Yes. It was so, because Mr. Ren made comments about it. And did you already talk to him. If so, it went poorly.”
The talk about magic made Aena feel uncomfortable, as she was from a world of 1’s and 0’s, where everything was a series of boolean statements. After she rolled she landed on one of those cheap light blue properties, and she bought it because she didn’t know any better. “Oh, You seem discontent. It wouldn’t be too late for you to join, Mr. Ludwig. In fact, if you do better than me, I’ll spare you from my punishment, which you have managed to avoid for so long. You didn’t think I’d forget, did you?”
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Aena:
Aena sat down and passes out the starting money with machine efficiency. “I’ll take the cat. I am fully able to comprehend the human construct of cuteness, and I think this cat shaped metallic token somehow fits that.”
Tom:
Tom wallowed back to his room, where he indulged in himself with quiet rest. He felt disappointed that in the end he didn’t his sparring match, one he had been looking forward too for almost a month. He looked at his clock and just then did he discover he had been out cold for at least sixteen hours.
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Tom:
Tom decided it was time to wake up. He followed his morning routine even though it was clearly not the right occasion. He started to jog around when he saw Mars, Ren, and Tony talking, but decided to ignore all of that. Still, Tom felt like something important was missing. Something inside him felt a little hollow.
Aena:
Aena returned with a box of monopoly. “I heard this one is really good for getting along with others.”
She saw Mr. Q spring to life so she instantly froze in terror.
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Tom:
Tom woke up, and went back to his room to sleep more, still in his dream-like trance.
Aena:
Aena looked at Mr. Haru, ” I can sense that you are having unsatisfactory notions about the activity level of your current occupation. Perhaps I can aid. I have a collection of children’s board games that I was keeping of study purposes. Perhaps that can ease our boredom.”
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Shouta felt intimidated by the girl in front of him. Not only was she able to talk more comfortably to him than him to her, but he felt that the other laughs were directed at him, and he laughed along too, slightly nervous. He politely said that he was fine and sat down just as class started. He noted that most of the students were all in a rush to leave the room when the bell rang, and he tried to catch Kumiko as she was leaving. He said, trying to feign a more neutral personality, “Oh. I was wondering if I had any other classes with you.”
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The boy put away his things. He stood up and said, “My name is Shouta. And yes, this would be my first day here.” He was suprised that she talked to him on the first day. Other people usually shied away from him, so at first he couldn’t decide what to say. He put his hand over her’s, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Kumiko.” He looked at her subtly but curiously. As far as he knew, she held no false intent. He was glad he found someone to talk to among the crowd of sheep.
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Aena:
Aena went and tracked Mr. Haru, and Mr. Q, whom she considered as superiors. She wished to help plan the next lesson, and expressed it so. “I think, to help get the students to get along, we should all produce a play.”
Tensions were running high, and Aena couldn’t take it. She just felt something bad might happen.
Tom:
Tom laid like a corpse on his bed. He dreamed of a warmer resting place.
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A young man looked at his schedule and made sure he was in the right room. It wouldn’t be pretty if he made such a mistake on his first day. The boy sat down, with his backpack still strung around his back, all but empty. He pushed up his black glasses and made sure there were no spots on his new uniform. He sipped from a thermos, not quite paying attention. He noticed the other students, and he suddenly felt out of place.
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Aena:
“One minute!” Aena said as she slapped on some fake skin. “Oh hello, Ms. Tony. If you apologize now, I will not punish you. You had the same transgression, but different intent than Mr, Ren. So I don’t want to reprimand you. Class today is canceled. Is there anything I can do for you?”
Tom:
Tom used his diminishing strength to walk to an open field, making sure that his crystal was with him. He fell on his back, as he realized that it was unfair that he outlived his younger sister. His breathe stopped, and he hoped that he could return to his familiar tea-drinking activities soon.
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Aena:
Aena sat in her room, too in to her books to notice anything else. She was reading a novelization of the Oedipus series of plays. Then, she got an idea, a legitimate, idea: Let’s produce a play!
Tom:
Tom opened the door. He handed the vial to Mars, “I told you… I wouldn’t die… though… this, this isn’t quite fine either.”
He looked fine and healthy, and he was standing upright, but his eyes were dull. His soul was silvery and smooth and texture.