[ open ] June Catch-All

[tsyoon]

Who: Yoon & ....whoever he has plans with in June, ig
When: June...
Where: various
What: catch-all catch-up log because i suck
Rating: nah



June 1 | Hall of Glory

[ SLEEPING BEAUTY AWAKES...

Feeling kinda shitty. Yoon has no idea when he ended up in his bed or how long he's slept, but he feels stiff and groggy and still-drained even as he drags himself out from under the covers. The last things he remembers are foggy. Was he sick? Did he train too hard and pass out from mana exhaustion?

Eventually, Yoon gets up and manages to get dressed -- casual pants, a loose tunic and scarf -- and wanders slowly over toward the Queen hall where his friends live to see if anyone is around.

Maybe he comes knocking on the door, or maybe he runs into someone before he even gets there?? It is a mystery. ]

June 3 | Closed to Sion:

[ Just because he somehow managed to pass out for a couple of weeks for no reason (creepy?!) is no reason to slack off on his training. In fact, now Yoon feels like he has even more catching up to do. He'd called Sion shortly after waking up to apologize for being unable to keep up with his training, and on Sion's insistence that Yoon get some good rest first, they'd arranged for a meeting a few days later.

Thus far, they've been at it for a while already, practicing in an open clearing outside of the capital, on the outskirts of the scattered villages that border it. The weather is pleasant today, sunny without being too hot, and the meadow is in bloom, painted with wildflowers.

Yoon kneels in the grass, notebook in his lap awaiting instruction. Sion said they might start on some new concepts today if he's ready. ]

Comments

june 1!!

[hoasen]

[While walking down Queen Hall, Vietnam spots a familiar face!]

Yoon?

!!!

[tsyoon]

[ Yoon gives a small start, taken by surprise by the voice. He'd been so focused on walking straight ahead that he nearly crashes into her. ]

Wha--!

[ But he manages not to crash! Barely. Yoon catches himself against the wall instead, squinting at the woman. ]

You're Jae-Ha's roommate.

:>!!!!

[hoasen]

[She immediately raises her hands, just in case she needed to support him. He's a bit, out of it, was the conclusion she came to.]

Yes, that is me. [She nearly said "And you're his mother" which is how Jae-ha often described him. But!! She stopped herself. Just in time.] Are you feeling alright?

[tsyoon]

[ For some reason, Yoon gets the desire to go punch Jae-Ha very soon... ]

I- I guess. I think I passed out. Just feeling a bit groggy.

[ An uncertain, awkward pause. He clears his throat. ]

Sorry, this is going to sound like a really stupid question, but what's... the date?

I think someone messed with my calendar in my room.

[hoasen]

[He probably always deserves it anyway.]

Passed out?

[Vietnam hasn't found out much about those who pass out for long periods of time, so she only assumed he slept awfully the night before. Which is why the question does confuse her.]

June 1st...a-ah, Rosa 1st. [She's been trying to remember the months.] What day did you...last remember?

[tsyoon]

No way...

[ So it's true. Now that's a hell of a thing to wrap your head around, sleeping for two weeks straight. No wonder he feels terrible. He must be horribly dehydrated and starving-- though, actually, he doesn't feel that awful. What the hell?

Yoon's gone a little pale, staring at her. ]

About two weeks before that.

[hoasen]

[...She blinks, because this does not sound at all...good.]

Y-you were asleep for two weeks?

[At least that is what she thinks he's implying, and it's a dark feeling.]

[sunderings]

[ They'd been given to revisiting the fundamentals of healing, the first few hours of the day, ensuring that Yoon remained familiar with them still after falling asleep (like Shinn had, like Tieria is still) for so very long awhile. Sion, of course, is pleased with his student—Yoon, accompanied by notebook and pen, is very much keen on progressing further still!—the boy seems to be satisfied no longer with spells which soothe, or others yet which take aches and pains away from the afflicted, leaving room to introduce something new.

And so, they find themselves in meadowland just outside of the Capital, a light wind cavorting happily throughout the sea of wildflowers. ]

You may close your notebook, Yoon. [ It tousles his hair, the breeze, picking up the loose white-as-snow locks and carrying them away into the air, the gossamer strands catching the sunlight. ] What we are to discuss next requires no documentation, but rather...

[ Seamlessly, he kneels beside his student, his palms pressed to the earth itself. ]

...that you simply be able to feel. [ He casts Yoon a sidelong glance, his golden eyes gentle but clearly at play. ] Come. Join me, then.

Feel for the mana in the blades of grass, the flowers, and the ground which is home to them both.

[tsyoon]

Feel what?

[ He doesn't quite mean to sound skeptical, but it comes out like that at first anyway. Still, Yoon obediently puts aside his notebook and pen as bidden and sits up on his knees with his hands in the grass like Sion is doing. ]

Like this?

[ He stares at Sion, wiggling his fingers in the dirt a bit. ]

The mana in... the ground?

[ Yoon turns his attention down to his hands, watching the grass for a moment before closing his eyes to try to do what has been asked of him by his teacher. Memorizing things is much easier than this; feeling stuff seems so inexact. He's been working on his meditation, though, and Yoon clears his mind, focusing on feeling for the energy in the earth.

This seems like the sort of thing Ik-Soo would be good at. The thought distracts him for a few moments before Yoon can push the pang of missing him away again. He's worried, but he has to remain logical about this. The best he can do is adapt and hope to get home again soon. ]

[sunderings]

[ Where Yoon is uncertain, Sion is only encouraging, giving affirmation first without words—there is a nod of his head, a tuneless hum upon his lips as he watches his student make way for focus—then offering explanation after moments (minutes?) have passed them by. Perhaps, Sion thinks, a demonstration would serve to help Yoon visualize what it is he's meant to be searching for. ]

Much like my homeland, magical energy binds everything in this realm together. As we Heroes may cast magic by focusing the mana within ourselves, through trial and... [ Ah, here he gives pause, his smile softening as he laughs in remembrance at a far-away thought: ] ...admittedly a fair portion of error, I found that it is possible to call upon the mana of the earth itself for the purpose of healing allies.

[ Truly, it is not so different than using the energies of his homeland—seirei—to weave equations and compositions of magic formations. ]

To do so, one needs only to ask.

[ And ask the King does, but in a language old and long forgotten, its soft intonations echoing, for a moment, before they are answered in kind: a rush of energy surges forth from the soil beneath Yoon's fingers, flowing through him, and the area surrounding, in renewal. All at once, the colors of the meadowland seem more vibrant, and if any of Yoon's two weeks of sleep lingered with him still, he'll find himself energetic. Revitalized. ]

That is what you are searching for, Yoon.

[tsyoon]

[ Whoa. Yoon sucks in a sharp breath at the tingling warmth of the energy flowing through him, leaving him feeling new and fresh in its wake, the grass around them greener. ]

That's amazing!

[ He looks up at Sion, eyes bright and determined. Any lingering pallor in his cheeks is gone, replaced with flushed excitement at the chance to learn something so wonderful. If he can draw on the earth for mana, that will be so efficient! ]

I just have to... feel the mana in the earth? And ask?

Teach me the incantation you said, Sion!

[sunderings]

Feeling for the mana in the earth is the very first step, and I would have you practice doing as much until it comes naturally to you.

[ Somehow, he cannot help but be endeared to it, Yoon's determination and zeal to to learn. The younger man is so intent upon his studies that it manifests in the most charming furrow of his brow—it's good to see his student in such high spirits, and better still to see him recovered form his bout of sleep and well. ]

Then, you must shape the spell as you would any other magic. First by asking, then by giving the request shape with an incantation of your own design.

[ The language that he'd spoken, the words that he'd used... no one should intone it but him. It is simply best that way.

Lifting a hand from the ground with an elegant sweep of motion, he pokes at Yoon's arm in play. ]

Do not worry so much about the words, but rather the intent behind them. Whatever spell you give life to, it will be your own, and it will be right.

I am glad, though, that you think the pursuit of such magic to be worthwhile.

[tsyoon]

Hmm. Okay, okay...

[ Asking, requesting, putting his own personal touch to it. He's still getting the hang of that part. After all, it's easier to memorize than to create, but Yoon is a diligent and smart young man; he'll figure it out.

He's also excited about learning and a little overconfident, so he might jump ahead more often than he should.

The poke makes him jump a bit. ]

Of course! It sounds incredibly useful! If I can make use of the mana in the earth instead of depending only on my own stores, that opens up so many possibilities.

[twosidedsword]

[Shin-Ah is on his way back to his room when he sees a familiar figure ahead of him. Tilting his head, he wonders where Yoon has been and why he's here now. Not that he minds, of course. He's always happy to see his Dragon Mom here or anywhere really. Still, if he's here on this floor then he's here to see himself or Kija.

Walking forward, he puts a hand on Yoon's shoulder after approaching in near silence.]

Yoon.

[tsyoon]

[ Okay, sure, just sneak up on him and grab him by the shoulder that's fine. ]

Wah--!

[ Yoon jumps, nearly loses his balance, and rounds on Shin-Ah mid-yelp. ]

What the hell do you think you're--?!

[ ...

Oh. It's Shin-Ah! The anger fizzles into relief almost immediately. Thank goodness. ]

Shin-Ah! D-don't sneak up on me like that!

[twosidedsword]

[It's cool. He can wait until you know it's him. Yep. Toooootally fine.

When Yoon does recognize him, he tilts his head to the side like a confused puppy.

What? He said your name. Wasn't that enough warning?

Shin-Ah's getting better and people-ing but he still sucks at it okay.]

[tsyoon]

Seriously. You scared the crap outta me.

[ Yoon leans against the wall with a sigh, rubbing his face. He feels heavy, still. ]

Have you seen Jae-Ha?

[twosidedsword]

[Shin-Ah shakes his head then steps closer to him.]

Are you...okay?

[tsyoon]

I don't know. I'm missing a bunch of time.

I think someone cursed me or something!

[ Because magic is the only way someone can pass out for that long... ]

i see you made a prompt... GENTLY ATTACKS///

[quaria]

[ There's a delinquent at the hallway!! ... No, just kidding. It's just Setsuna, drinking milk as usual. He sure looks like one though, casually leaned against a wall like that.

He lowers the milk bottle once he spots a familiar face though, looking over with a curious pair of eyes. It's been a while since he saw this boy... Yoon, was it? He remembered them yelling that name all over Jae-ha's party.

To greet Yoon, Setsuna nods a little respectfully. ]

iyaaa... ////

[tsyoon]

[ Ah. Yoon knows this guy. This is the face of the guy who sat in the hallway and watched him suffer.

He stops, scowling, clearly weighing his options-- and then strides toward Milk-Boy with determination! No, actually he sort of staggers that way. He still feels like shit. ]

You! You were at Jae-Ha's party...

I have a question for you.

you're so cute, damn >:c thanks for the lovely msg before ;;

[quaria]

[ Look, Yoon... Sometimes the best decision is to not do anything. He wasn't sure how to help. ;A; What if he makes it worse!

Anyway, there's something more important to think about now. To witness Yoon stagger on his steps easily worry Setsuna. He moves off the wall, almost ready to step forward should the younger Hero show further signs of falling over. Did something happen to him?

Before he could ask though, the boy is the one who tosses a question first. ]

What is it?

what. what is this?! (you're welcome...)

[tsyoon]

[ Yoon points at him, as if there's any question as to whom he's talking. ]

How long have you been in this place? I need to know if you've heard of a curse that makes people go to sleep for an inordinately long period of time.

[ Who does he get to yell at for this ridiculous waste of his time?! ]

[quaria]

[ Ah... So that's why Yoon's movements were concerning. It's unfortunate to hear of it, but Setsuna is glad that the boy is at least awake now. And he seems all right. ]

I have been here for five months now. And indeed, I have heard and seen of those sudden sleep comas.

[tsyoon]

Really?!

[ He'd just been asking out of nowhere, not even expecting an answer, so this is good news!! Yoon looks slightly more energized by the prospect of answers. ]

Tell me what you know!