[identity profile] goaticide.livejournal.com
Attis woke up, closed his book and stood up.

It was morning already, or at least something that pretty much looked like morning.

He should probably say "good morning" to the people that came in. So he sat again, opened the book he had just closed, and waited for said people. Here was to hoping that at least one pretty girl (or Suzaku) would walk in in the next few hours.
[identity profile] brbburningurass.livejournal.com
Abrió los ojos, o al menos eso pensaba, porque aparentemente seguía soñando...

Quizas había pasado tanto tiempo junto a Milla en la biblioteca de Arcadia que ya ni siquiera dormida podía verse en otro lado. Necesitaba un descanso, y pensó que en cuanto despertara, le diría a Milla que quería pasar el día merodeando por las calles en lugar de encerrada aprendiendo más magia.

... No era que no le gustara aprender, pero soñar bobliotecas debía ser un claro sintoma de cansancio.

Se levantó y empezó a caminar, si esto era un sueño, encontraría la salida de ahí y buscaría un sitio mas interesante para continuarlo.
[identity profile] oncehisknight.livejournal.com
Finally, he could get out of that room. Even if Ichijouji-san and Motomiya-san were kind and nice to him, Suzaku just couldn't stand being there doing nothing. So, as soon as his body didn't protest, he got up from the bed and walked out.

Exploring the city wasn't difficult at all. What was difficult was accepting he was no longer in Japan, he had no idea how he got here (except for Ichijouji-san's explanation, which was a bit lacky) and the most important part, he didn't know how Nunnally was. It made his stomach feel like he had just swallowed an ice cube. Or a bag full of them.

Suzaku shook his head. It wouldn't do any good to think that way, not now at least. First, he had to get accustomed to the town and the surrounding places... He frowned as he remembered vaguely the desert, he had fought undeads in there, though he couldn't recall most of it.

No matter, he guessed. The former Knight of Zero looked up at the building in front of him: the library. Ichijouji-san's warning about the librarian made him feel a slight shiver in his spine, but he needed a quiet place for a moment. Perhaps he could even get some more information in here...
[identity profile] goaticide.livejournal.com
Tuesday.

He asked the gods about the day and they told him it was tuesday. Of course, that had been when he got here, and between a week and a year had passed since that day.

Tend to the library, they told him. He told them that he already had an evil supernatural overlord reigning over his actions, and the gods offered whatever he asked for.

So he asked that they leave Darius alone, and the day of the week.

Tuesday, it had been Tuesday. That was pretty much the only link he had to the reality he had been in before this place. He should've asked for a calendar, or a clock or something, since he had already lost track of time again. But whatever.

Time went by. At least this place had plenty of books.

[S-so have an Attis. He's a bit of a weirdo, and his moods will go up and down like a rollercoaster, but POKE HIM HARD. It's fun.

Just don't touch him, because it makes him flinch and behave weird.


On second thought, touch him xD]

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