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[chronosynthesis]

Who: Syrlya + Rin, Lux, Anna, Lenalee (Maybe others?)
When: Early-through-mid October, before the war.
Where: Everywhere
What: Syrlya gets involved with taking photos for money, school, and friendship.
Rating: PG-13 max

[Rin - Presentations]

[It was luck that Syrlya and Rin were both coming at the same time to argue with the professor that they should be able to skip Rudimentary Illusion Forms. And the professor, surprisingly, agreed--on one condition.

They needed to deliver a presentation to the school about the events of the dungeon that took place in their halls.

Syrlya wasn't sure what that had to do with illusions, but once out of the office he gives Rin a hopeful smile.] That doesn't sound like a terrible way to prove our worth. Do you suppose they are looking for us to describe our use of illusions there?

[Lenalee - Study Buddies]

[And on some school days Syrlya stays after class to sit in the library with his homework, staring intently with a furrowed brow as his pen taps the paper.

He's been like that for ten minutes. Absolutely no progress has been made on this homework. The math sheet nearby appears to have been abandoned halfway through.] Perhaps this was a mistake...

[Anna - Post Dungeon]

[He's out and about when he spots Anna across the path, and with a smile and little regard for traffic he starts crossing to catch up with her.] Well there's a face I have not seen for a while! How are you faring, Anna?

[Lux - Paid Vacation]

[Of course, "vacation" means instead of the hero uniform Syrlya was dressed down much more casually. He has the camera looped around his neck as the stablehand draws out two horses by their reigns for him and Lux--something to make their trip to the Emerald Lakes much easier for a price that Syrlya doesn't mind sparing.

He ogles the horses for a solid minute before turning to Lux with a grin.] Does it matter who sits on which one? I will let you choose first.

[Wildcard]

[Let me know on plurk or PM if you'd like to start any thread with Syrlya, we can work something out!]

Comments

[defenceless]

[why is he grabbing those things? rin piques an eyebrow and wonders over it. will he write it all down, and then use that to set up the illusions?]

Yeah, we were successful. I had a party of three Heroes, including myself.

[chronosynthesis]

We may have to rely a little more on your interpretation of the dungeon, then. [But he's starting to write down notes.] It was the result of a researcher toed to the school, wasn't it? I did some investigation once it was discovered, but it did not yield much.

[defenceless]

I suppose so—that's no problem.

[she watches him with vague interest as he writes.]

All I know is that she was a pain in the ass. Some hoity-toity mistress who wanted to lord over everything, including the guy on my own team... How insufferable, right? Who's going to cast charm magic on someone just to make them a toy?

[rin... you do that sort of thing...]

[chronosynthesis]

Someone, I suppose, who is not responsible with it. [He scribbles along.] She was looking for control, then? Did she seem... grieved about anything? As if she was mourning something lost?

[It probably isn't important for their report, but if this dungeon also fits a theory about grief and magic tied into their creation...]

[defenceless]

[she's super responsible with her charm magic. at all times. like, this isn't even a question.]

I'll say. It had to do with Pigeonsblood itself. You know how it goes. The academy is a failure and she can do much better by it.

[chronosynthesis]

[Well... he doesn't, but he nods like he does.] So she loved her vision of it, and was upset that it did not become what she believed.

[He rests his chin on his hand.] It must be what starts a dungeon, isn't it? List love that turns into grief... and that grief becomes a poison.