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Witches Reign NPCs ([personal profile] wrnpcs) wrote2010-06-06 11:54 pm

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Character(s): Headmaster Cid, and the applicant cadets Duo Maxwell, Fuuma Monou, Link, and Nill.

Location: The headmaster's office.

Rating: G

Open/Closed/Finished: Closed to the above.

Summary: This post will contain the trial threads for the above characters' applications (condensed to one post to reduce clutter). Headmaster Cid welcomes the new arrivals to the Final Fantasy VIII world.



[ Every day, it seemed, the Garden grew livelier with the activities of these off-world cadets. A fresh batch had arrived just this weekend, and after some cajoling of the registrar staff, their applications had been processed. Of course, there remained the matter of their interviews. ]

[ With a final slurp of the coffee in his mug, the headmaster righted his sweatervest before opening his office door to the waiting crowd. ]

((ooc: please reply with your character journal or another journal, noting in the subject line which character you are playing. each character will have his or her own individual thread.))

Kamui

[identity profile] capnbadtouch.livejournal.com 2010-06-07 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Kamui really doesn't have any of those nervous tics. After all, he's been waiting almost nine months for something to happen. And a really big one too. It's not like he cant feel excitement or impatience... He just refuses to let those things to get to him.

Things will come in their own time. Meanwhile, he has a lot of things to occupy himself with. The sounds of footsteps all around, and some chatter here and there, and well... the smell. Of people, of things, and even coffee elsewhere (guh, the bitter thing).

He pushes off the wall, standing up straight when he hears the doorknob turn. Puts on a charming smile.

As always.]

[identity profile] capnbadtouch.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 09:56 am (UTC)(link)
[He's here? He's here? He's here? So many variations, but they all mean the same thing in the end. Kamui's here.

... Or maybe another Kamui. But that may be unlikely, because the name is a very rare one. No one names their child like that. He needs to make sure it's him, and no one else.

That still doesn't keep him from feeling a little excitement at seeing his (most important person) counterpart though. And maybe a little more. But he knows he has to contain himself, because it's not good. They're not in Tokyo anymore, and so there's nothing that will come from any of their fights. Nothing at all.

Kamui takes a breath to calm himself before following the headmaster. Good thing his sunglasses and height can keep people from seeing his eyes. It wont do if this man's accidentally seen them turn to cat-like slits for a few seconds.]


It depends on how people mean it to be.

[His English, at least, is still decent. With an accent, but that comes with being a foreigner. Why he didn't take a translator is simply due to pride.]

[identity profile] capnbadtouch.livejournal.com 2010-06-08 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[He bows his head a little, before sitting down on that chair.

Explaining the situation at home will be more of a chore than anything else, but he still does it with good grace, stumbling over his "l"'s aside.]


It's different. Modern, but not like this. [He waves a hand around, indicating he means Garden itself.] Our technology is different.

[Kamui's not exactly sure what kind of literary genre could best describe this. Not that he bothers to read fiction books.]

But there are hardly any trees in the cities.

[identity profile] capnbadtouch.livejournal.com 2010-06-09 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head.] Since spring, there have been earthquakes. But it was before that.

[Or as the news deems fit to call them. He knows the truth. He and a few other select people know what exactly is going on.]

But I haven't been home for a long time.

[identity profile] capnbadtouch.livejournal.com 2010-06-09 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He bites his lower lip, trying not to laugh or smile, and simply shakes his head as he remembers what happened back there, and thinks of how to make up a description of a world that's not his own.]

They don't treat foreigners well. And wars are everywhere, it seems.

[He points at his neck.] They placed collars on us when we came, to keep our powers locked. ["Sealed", he would have said, but it would just have come out sounding like "seared".]

But I met people, and that helped.

[identity profile] capnbadtouch.livejournal.com 2010-06-09 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you.

[As a teenager with a sweet tooth, it's only natural that he accepts it with genuine pleasure and eats it.]

I have to remember not to be a show-off then. But no such thing as magic in Tokyo.

[They cant call it magic-- it's different for everyone else. Obviously he doesn't know how the onmyouji do it, or how the monks and miko come into their power, but he knows for sure what his is, and it's not magic. It doesn't even have a name that's easily understandable by normal human beings. Or sorceresses. Or anyone else.

It just is. Right there, for him to tap into when he needs it, and never requires something for him to be able to use it.]


There's something else, but comes from the inside.

[He figures he needs to be truthful about his powers, enough to let it pass when he actually lets them out one of these days. He knows that people are simply paranoid by nature, and he wants things to clear out first.]

[identity profile] capnbadtouch.livejournal.com 2010-06-10 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
I'll learn how the people here work soon enough, sir.

[Kamui takes the piece of paper, stands and inclines his head. Enough to be polite, but not enough that he has to bow low to the man.] Thank you very much.