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backdropsi - closed;
[ Nobody really figured out why it took about three months for the dorm room arrangement to be swapped. Perhaps it was the paperwork, perhaps it was accommodating not one but two transfer students - but whatever it was, it took three months too long to get done. Not that Reiji couldn't adjust, though; it was done easily enough. Shizuma stayed in the same dorm, that's not too bad.
When they finally do get a room together, it's almost surreal. A return to normalcy, but it's still surreal. While they've always been in the same building, being allowed to stay in the same room is... closer than before, he has to admit. He also has to admit that it makes him happier.
So here he is, sprawled haphazardly over his new bed, his trunk untouched at its foot. He's probably going to stay like this until someone comes to wake him up. It's been a long day, after all. ]
ii - dancing in the fields;
[ It's rare that the skies are clear in England during the winter, and it's something Reiji doesn't miss the opportunity to capitalize on. In the afternoon after classes have ended, he can be found on the castle grounds in a secluded spot, robes gathered up to expose his forearms and secured with a few clips. In his hand is an aged fan of silk and wood, the fabric embroidered with golden thread. His movements are precise and elegant, and anyone familiar with Japanese buyou would recognize it as a very traditional form of said art.
How strange is it to see a seventh-year dancing close to the woods? That's up to you to decide. ]
iii - getting accosted by girls;
[ As Valentine's Day draws closer, Reiji finds himself receiving more and more (unwanted) attention from members of the opposite gender. First came the notes, and then a few girls taking it upon themselves to follow him in between classes. The fateful day has not yet arrived, but it seems he might have to hole himself up in his dorm room just in case something inconvenient happens.
You might find him being stopped by a particularly insistent young lady who has taken it upon herself to try and win his heart in any way possible. Even if she isn't asking him various aimless and/or personal questions every time she catches him in the castle grounds, she might actually be following him through the corridors. Which he might not notice.
What makes this all even more awkward is that he technically is already taken. Help him out, someone? ]
iv - always a studious man;
[ When there's a break in between classes, Shizuma has excused himself to the library to study for their upcoming tests and exams to keep up on his studies. He walks through the bookshelves, picking up the books that he needs before he sits down with his belongings in hand. He takes out what he needs to get started - parchment, his quill, ink, books and notes.
For quite some time, he stays silent, rifling through his notes to cross-reference what was talked about during class. He references the pages in his books, humming quietly to himself. As the minutes drag on to be an hour or so into this, he stretches out, stifling a yawn behind his hand.
Eventually, though, he has his arms folded over one of his books as a makeshift pillow with his head resting on his arms. The peace and quiet were too comforting to not take a nap in here, as much as he willed himself to not fall asleep. It's up to someone to wake him or let him sleep; he has been working rather hard as of late. ]
v - at peace with nature;
[ When nighttime falls and the astronomy class has departed for the night, Shizuma can be found at the astronomy tower. He's brought his shamisen with him, sitting down with his gaze directed upward at the star-filled sky. A smile appears on his face as he's content to just stare at the stars in their beauty, even with the crisp night air around him.
He soon takes his shamisen out of its' naga fukuro along with its' bachi, checking it over to make sure it was okay before he started to play a melody. The entire time, his head is bobbing, fingers gliding along the strings with his grey eyes sliding closed. Perhaps you can hear the melody coming down from the stairwell and would like to be a part of the audience? Or were you already watching? ]
( ooc: Both Reiji and Shizuma will reply! Purple prompts are Reiji's and pink prompts are Shizuma's! )
[ Nobody really figured out why it took about three months for the dorm room arrangement to be swapped. Perhaps it was the paperwork, perhaps it was accommodating not one but two transfer students - but whatever it was, it took three months too long to get done. Not that Reiji couldn't adjust, though; it was done easily enough. Shizuma stayed in the same dorm, that's not too bad.
When they finally do get a room together, it's almost surreal. A return to normalcy, but it's still surreal. While they've always been in the same building, being allowed to stay in the same room is... closer than before, he has to admit. He also has to admit that it makes him happier.
So here he is, sprawled haphazardly over his new bed, his trunk untouched at its foot. He's probably going to stay like this until someone comes to wake him up. It's been a long day, after all. ]
ii - dancing in the fields;
[ It's rare that the skies are clear in England during the winter, and it's something Reiji doesn't miss the opportunity to capitalize on. In the afternoon after classes have ended, he can be found on the castle grounds in a secluded spot, robes gathered up to expose his forearms and secured with a few clips. In his hand is an aged fan of silk and wood, the fabric embroidered with golden thread. His movements are precise and elegant, and anyone familiar with Japanese buyou would recognize it as a very traditional form of said art.
How strange is it to see a seventh-year dancing close to the woods? That's up to you to decide. ]
iii - getting accosted by girls;
[ As Valentine's Day draws closer, Reiji finds himself receiving more and more (unwanted) attention from members of the opposite gender. First came the notes, and then a few girls taking it upon themselves to follow him in between classes. The fateful day has not yet arrived, but it seems he might have to hole himself up in his dorm room just in case something inconvenient happens.
You might find him being stopped by a particularly insistent young lady who has taken it upon herself to try and win his heart in any way possible. Even if she isn't asking him various aimless and/or personal questions every time she catches him in the castle grounds, she might actually be following him through the corridors. Which he might not notice.
What makes this all even more awkward is that he technically is already taken. Help him out, someone? ]
iv - always a studious man;
[ When there's a break in between classes, Shizuma has excused himself to the library to study for their upcoming tests and exams to keep up on his studies. He walks through the bookshelves, picking up the books that he needs before he sits down with his belongings in hand. He takes out what he needs to get started - parchment, his quill, ink, books and notes.
For quite some time, he stays silent, rifling through his notes to cross-reference what was talked about during class. He references the pages in his books, humming quietly to himself. As the minutes drag on to be an hour or so into this, he stretches out, stifling a yawn behind his hand.
Eventually, though, he has his arms folded over one of his books as a makeshift pillow with his head resting on his arms. The peace and quiet were too comforting to not take a nap in here, as much as he willed himself to not fall asleep. It's up to someone to wake him or let him sleep; he has been working rather hard as of late. ]
v - at peace with nature;
[ When nighttime falls and the astronomy class has departed for the night, Shizuma can be found at the astronomy tower. He's brought his shamisen with him, sitting down with his gaze directed upward at the star-filled sky. A smile appears on his face as he's content to just stare at the stars in their beauty, even with the crisp night air around him.
He soon takes his shamisen out of its' naga fukuro along with its' bachi, checking it over to make sure it was okay before he started to play a melody. The entire time, his head is bobbing, fingers gliding along the strings with his grey eyes sliding closed. Perhaps you can hear the melody coming down from the stairwell and would like to be a part of the audience? Or were you already watching? ]
( ooc: Both Reiji and Shizuma will reply! Purple prompts are Reiji's and pink prompts are Shizuma's! )
