Yūya Sakaki (
hippocarnival) wrote2019-01-08 08:52 am
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Daybreak Academy | Inbox

STATUS: Student Grade 9
ACCOLADES: (Here is a list of leading roles Yuya's has in school theater performances over the past two years, plus a glowing review of his familiar Odd-Eyes)
BIO: Hello! You can call me Yuya. I'm from Sendai, Japan. This is my second year in Daybreak Academy. I'm a Tamer, and Odd-Eyes is my familiar. He's the big red dragon that hangs out in the courtyards. He's friendly but he tries to steal food sometimes. I speak Japanese and English but not very good French. I'm also in the theater club. I'm in Lumiere 203. Let's be friends!
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Yuya looks around, then down.] A cat...? Hi there.
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There's... there's two of them, right?
[It's not a clone of Kuroko, but they look a lot alike.]
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[ The meow is different than Kuroko's, playful and drawn out, though Nekano steps in bypass the other cat and make himself at home. Between Yuya and Toki... he trusts Yuya a little more not to make a grab for him, so it's Yuya's legs that get car fur all over them as he bumps the paper against them. ]
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Hello cat~! This is Kuroko!
[He points to Kuroko, who is looking at Nekano curiously from over by the door.]
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[It just looks like scribbles.]
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[ Nekano gives a little growl from where he's standing on top of Toki's desk, trying to paw one of the drawers open. He needs smarter friends... But this is fine too. They all have to start somewhere, so he'll start training them now. ]
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He misses and it bounces off the rim to the floor instead. He picks up Kuroko when her tail starts swishing.] They look well fed, right? It must be someone's pet... is there a name on the collar?
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I didn't get a good look at the collar!
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No name...? I wonder where he came from.
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Do any of you have a black cat!?
[The response is along the lines of "that's your cat, you idiot". Toki slams the door shut.]
It's not theirs!
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He misses his chance to escape out the door when Toki opens it, but he can't give up on them while in the same breath hoping they don't give up on him— or more specifically, "it." He trots out from underneath the bed and bounds over to the trashcan, batting at the crumpled up piece of paper. ]
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Yuya rubs the back of his neck.] Well... let's wait a bit and see if anyone asks around for one. It'll be okay here.
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[Toki grabs a couple of catnip mice from his desk and tosses them at Kuroko and Nekano. That should keep them occupied.]
Anyway! I have things to do~!
[He gathers some headphones and a notebook, then climbs up into his loft. He's not going to listen to music, but he has to look like he's doing something besides drawing eyes on the wall and the ceiling.]
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[Toki's not usually so good with animals. Yuya grabs one of the mice to distract Kuroko with it, dancing it in the air for her.]
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[Toki avoids petting the cat this time, but lets Nekano hang out. He leaves the headphones and notebook to one side, opting to draw on the wall instead. He starts to make an outline of an eye, but the pen ends up making a sharp and jagged line down the wall instead as he gets a vision...
He's in Valvatorez's office, alone. Slowly walking by the bookshelves. The title of every book he passes, no matter the thickness or age, is "History of Vampires". As he passes the fish tank, all the sardines change color rapidly, like blinking neon signs.He sits at the desk and opens a drawer. Inside is a picture frame, but no image in it. Setting it on the desk, he opens a second drawer. It's full of locks of pink hair, twisted around fish-shaped hair combs. He closes the drawer and the picture frame on the desk now has something inside. A painting, small and detailed. It's Valvatorez sitting in a high-backed red velvet chair, like he's posing for a portrait. In one hand, he holds a green mask shaped like a moth, only its markings are fish eyes. In the crook of his other arm, Valvatorez holds several cat-sized sardines. They all have the hilts of daggers coming out of their mouths. Their eyes blink in neon colors like the sardines across the room in the tank. The painting of Valvatorez laughs and blood drips down from the edges of the frame.
... Kano now gets to see where some of the scratching marks on the bed rail and the wall come from; there's not a lot of space up here for uncontrolled rapid movements.]
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He reaches for his arm to hold it down, lest he try and claw his eye out again and otherwise just waits it out.]
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I'm fine! It was about Valvatorez and not the eyes! It wasn't even scary, just weird! I'm not going to... not again, I promise.
[If Yuya ever ventured up into the loft, he certainly wouldn't believe that.]
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Did you hear from Professor Jailbreak?
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