imperturbatus | 03rd Run is Death looming above his head, or something like that, he's sure

Great Hall, breakfast

[That morning at the Ravenclaw table is... well, Kenya would say awkward, but he's probably the only one to feel that way, with how animatedly everyone seems to be chatting. And everyone talks about last night. EVERYONE. He hears his own name several times, which makes him feel like crying. Not that he's a crybaby, but this? It's a MESS. Not to mention Matsuoka walked into the Great Hall a couple of minutes ago looking ready to kill someone (presumably Kenya), which almost made him wet his pants. But then the Slytherin captain stumbled to his own table and Kenya realized the redhead was just sick. The part of him that was pretty much a healer in training felt bad for the Slytherin, the rest of him just moaned in pain. He's so dead.]

Rest of the Day

[The rest of the day doesn't feel less awkward and tortuous than the morning. The talk has managed to spread outside of Ravenclaw borders and whenever he passes people, they look at him, either with pity, or a snicker. It doesn't help that it's Sunday and there are no lessons to distract himself with and each time he runs into Gareki, he has to turn the other way and flee, because he's that sure he's about to get killed. He has no idea how he'll survive the night. Maybe he should build himself a nest atop the tower, sleep there. Alone. Waiting for Matsuoka to find him and do it. Slowly. Piece by agonizing piece.

The worst thing is there's nowhere to hide. Library is out of the question, at this time occupied mostly by Ravenclaws, it's a beautiful day, so everyone's at the lake, or somewhere outside, and even the pitch had been occupied. He's tempted to go and hide in the dungeons, go practice some potions, or just fly to the astronomy tower and sit there all day and night. Maybe it will be gone by tomorrow, he thinks miserably, but he knows it's a feeble hope. He should just write his will and quietly wait for the gallows.]

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[Hinata was not one for idle gossip so he hadn't paid all that much attention to the gossip that was echoing the hall. Instead he was rather occupied with thinking about various team strategies and signs they could use to tell the whole team what they were planning. It meant learning more, but he figured it mean keeping the opposition off their game.

However as he was walking past the Ravenclaw table, he could hear the muttering and he was sure for a change it wasn't about school work. He hadn't been here too long but he was sure that was different. He was even more sure that he had heard a name he was familiar with.

Turning his head, the person to the name was soon met with his gaze as he smiled with a wave.]

Hi there! [He paused for a moment, before walking on over.] Are you okay? You look like you need to go to the infirmary.

[Kenya isn't sure how to react when he notices Hinata waving at him, but once the guy walks up to him, Kenya realizes his friend is blissfully oblivious and Kenya almost cries in relief. No, he wants to say, he's not okay, his days have been counted, and his time is up, and he needs to make funerary arrangements, and find a good reason to explain to his parents why he's dead, that's not as lame as "accidentally caught my roommate redhanded."]

I don't need the infirmary. I need to disappear.

[He moans and sighs.]

Do yourself a favor and never offer someone help in the middle of the night. Not worth it.

[He seemed a little confused as to what was actually going on, why did he need to disappear? What did he do that would need such a thing to happen?]

But why? I mean it's nice to help people.

[He is probably not helping at all.]

Trust me, you don't want to know.

[Kenya says, laying his head into his hands.]

I don't suppose you know of an abandoned island I could disappear to for a few weeks, then?

...Okay.

[But what he said next seriously confused the young man.]

I don't... But seriously what could be so bad that you want to go to a desert island?

[Kenya just sobs at the question.]

Is 'imminent death' a sufficient answer?

That is a reason, but if someone wants you dead there is reason or that unless it's a dark wizard after you.

[Then they tend to not have any reason. But he was honest surprised.]

But that's awful never the less?!

The less you know, the better.

It's that bad? I won't ask anymore than, but... I hope nothing happens to you.

[It's hard to not hear about the rumors by this point. It's the new hot topic of the week, of course it would explode into other houses.

Once Kenya's leaving the Great Hall, Shiraishi grabs his sleeve and drags him to the other direction. Once there isn't anyone in sight, he points towards the familiar willow they've used before to sneak to Hogsmaede.]

There's a place we can wait for this to pass.

[By the time he finishes breakfast - he managed to swallow a few bites and drink a bit of juice - Kenya's already exhausted and just proceeds to drag himself out of the hall, completely ready to spend the rest of his days as a falcon. He startles when he feels a tug on his sleeve, and by the time he realizes it's his best friend, he's already being pulled along.

Once they stop he just looks at Shiraishi, feeling like he should burst into tears any moment from the sheer relief of seeing his friend. He doesn't. Instead he just sighs and leans his head against Shiraishi's shoulder, shoulders sagging lifelessly. He hadn't thought of the 'crawling into a hole' option, admittedly, but he doesn't know if that changes anything.]

I'd just be delaying the inevitable. [He mumbles.] Na, Kura? Do me a favor and lie to my parents about how it happened. Tell them it was an accident and that it was painless, okay?

[Shiraishi puts his hands on Kenya's back and gives him a pat. Then he sighs a little.]

I don't think they're out to murder you for trying to help someone... it's their fault for doing something like that in the dorms anyway.

Kura, I saw the Slytherin captain's junk. Up close. And I landed between his naked boyfriend's legs. I doubt I'll live to see this evening.

[There go his dreams. He hopes his little brother will be fine without him.]

Check on Shota once in a while, okay? He can be a bit stupid. Tell him not to cry too much after me.

[Thanks for the mental image Kenya.]

... again, I think it's their own fault for being so stupid and doing something in a dorm. And if they'll try to do something to you, I will stop them.

So stop planning your own funeral and what happens after.

[Kenya sobs, before lifting his blue eyes to look at Shiraishi.]

You say that, but you'll visit my grave, right?

I'll bring your favorite flowers to your grave, I promise.

03rd Run is Death looming above his head, or something like that, he's sure

Great Hall

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