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There's an endless blue sky above you, streaked with clumps of milky-white clouds and the brightest sun you've ever seen.
You blink, mouth opening- Taking in clean, cold air. A soft breeze is blowing from somehwere north, carrying the scent of cherries and a hint of smog. You blink once again. Smog? Now, when was the last time you smelled that?
You don't remember---
---Actually, you don't remember a lot of..Things? You tentatively raise a hand and-
>A boy's hand, skeletal and thin. There's the sleeve of an uniform, well-kept.
>A girl's hand, fingers frail and long nails. You are wearing an uniform, slightly rumpled.
You stand up, and check the rest of your uniform-
>It's almost militaristic. Dull green colours, golden epaulets, and black gloves. An officer cap completes the outfit, a khaki thing bearing a stylized black sparrow. There's a motto written under the bird's wings well:
"Luck Favors The Bold."
>Something kind of high-tech. Tight smooth white material, shoulder-pads made of some pseudo-foam substance, and intricate fractal drawings on your wrists. There's a circle with a triangle in it on the shoulder..Blue and white. Words are threaded on the circle:
"Know Thyself To Know Others."
>A thing that's tremendously fancy. Black velvet and pink gloves- With golden embroidery and patterns in the shape of lions on your shoulders. There's a small half-cape too, bearing a motto of sorts:
"To Stride Like A Sovereign"
>>750032
>A boy's hand, skeletal and thin. There's the sleeve of an uniform, well-kept.
>It's almost militaristic. Dull green colours, golden epaulets, and black gloves. An officer cap completes the outfit, a khaki thing bearing a stylized black sparrow. There's a motto written under the bird's wings well:
>A girl's hand, fingers frail and long nails. You are wearing an uniform, slightly rumpled.
>It's almost militaristic. Dull green colours, golden epaulets, and black gloves. An officer cap completes the outfit, a khaki thing bearing a stylized black sparrow. There's a motto written under the bird's wings well:
>>750032
>A boy's hand, skeletal and thin. There's the sleeve of an uniform, well-kept.
>Something kind of high-tech. Tight smooth white material, shoulder-pads made of some pseudo-foam substance, and intricate fractal drawings on your wrists. There's a circle with a triangle in it on the shoulder..Blue and white. Words are threaded on the circle:
>>750032
>A boy's hand, skeletal and thin. There's the sleeve of an uniform, well-kept.
>Something kind of high-tech. Tight smooth white material, shoulder-pads made of some pseudo-foam substance, and intricate fractal drawings on your wrists. There's a circle with a triangle in it on the shoulder..Blue and white. Words are threaded on the circle:
"Know Thyself To Know Others."
>>750032
>A boy's hand, skeletal and thin. There's the sleeve of an uniform, well-kept.
>It's almost militaristic. Dull green colours, golden epaulets, and black gloves. An officer cap completes the outfit, a khaki thing bearing a stylized black sparrow. There's a motto written under the bird's wings well:
>>750032
>>A boy's hand, skeletal and thin. There's the sleeve of an uniform, well-kept.
>>A thing that's tremendously fancy. Black velvet and pink gloves- With golden embroidery and patterns in the shape of lions on your shoulders. There's a small half-cape too, bearing a motto of sorts:
>"To Stride Like A Sovereign"
>>750032
A girl's hand.
Something kind of high-tech.
>A boy's hand.
>A militaristic uniform.
You quietly brush off some dust off your knees, boots clicking on the tiles as you stand up fully. It's a warm day, and the rooftop isn't... Mmh, it's not too bad, you realize.
You were- You think you were waiting for someone, yes. Kaneda, yes. You were waiting for- Her, yeah. In order to..---
.... Give her back her training equipment. You blink. Her training equipment. Shit.
Shitshitshiiit. You immediately turn around. Rooftop's empty, no traces of her olive green dufflebag anywhere.
Well, fuck. Where it could have gone? You don't even remember what the heck you were up to right now- Although..
You immediately turn your attention to the phone. It's 9:34 AM, and a small alert hopefully reminds you that there's ten minutes left before the start of the lessons. That's...Probably going to spell your doom. Kaneda's going to trounce you in half if you don't bring her sword back to her in an utterly pristine state.
...Which would involve fetching it from whatever place you were in before- Well, before you apparently had a lapse in memory. Or judgment. Or whatever. You swipe at the screen and bring up your chronology. The last place you where in...
>The mech bay. You were busy oogling some of the newer additions and seeing if any of the maintenance crews were willing to let you take a closer look- Or so you think.
>The VR training pods. There's a good chance you were watching some old battles play out while chilling out with a few of the regulars there.
>The library. You had returned a book, you think, and so you were checking out on the technical section- Chatting up the librarian as you went.
Meanwhile, you need to do something about your situation. . This sudden..Light-headedness isn't normal. Maybe the Academy's tempo is getting to you, or maybe it's the weather- But this is weird.
>Kanade. Try to not mention the fact you misplaced the bag at her. Just.. Don't. Try to get her to tell you more about what you were doing early.
>A small detour to the infirmary. It's not going to take long to get you checked up, and you can probably afford to lose some seconds, and the nurse is discreet enough.
>Go grab something to eat. A quick snack at the vending machines, where you'll probably find a cluster of other students to talk to.
>>752376
> The mech bay
Because toys
> food plz
Because bit Kanade, which my phone tried to auto compete to llama
>>752376
>The mech bay. You were busy oogling some of the newer additions and seeing if any of the maintenance crews were willing to let you take a closer look- Or so you think.
We going full gear-head
>A small detour to the infirmary. It's not going to take long to get you checked up, and you can probably afford to lose some seconds, and the nurse is discreet enough.
>>752376
>The mech bay. You were busy oogling some of the newer additions and seeing if any of the maintenance crews were willing to let you take a closer look- Or so you think.
>A small detour to the infirmary. It's not going to take long to get you checked up, and you can probably afford to lose some seconds, and the nurse is discreet enough.
Because sikreet medical issues
>>752376
>>The library. You had returned a book, you think, and so you were checking out on the technical section- Chatting up the librarian as you went.
>A small detour to the infirmary. It's not going to take long to get you checked up, and you can probably afford to lose some seconds, and the nurse is discreet enough.
>>752376
>The mech bay. You were busy oogling some of the newer additions and seeing if any of the maintenance crews were willing to let you take a closer look- Or so you think.
>A small detour to the infirmary. It's not going to take long to get you checked up, and you can probably afford to lose some seconds, and the nurse is discreet enough.