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The sun is rising on Fujiwara City, bringing with him a new day and opportunities. Pretty soon the young maidens of the city would start their daily routines, wake up, brush their teeth, get dresses, fix their hair, have breakfast and then off to school.
The small white messenger saw all this, sitting on top of one the highest commercial buildings in the city, which casually, had a pretty nice view of the local Kiyasuma school.
Kyubey felt it, how in that school there were girls with a wonderful potential to become Magical Girls. However, one must be patient when doing these things, the time of appearance must be just right when recruiting someone. This city already had two protectors but still Megumi Kazue and Andrea Napa could do with a few companions.
Kyubey moved his tail from side to side, extremely exited by the great potential in front of him...
edited 26th Feb '11 9:44:58 PM by daltar
On the outside, Hiroko was energetic. She sprinted, practicly ran to school every day, and never seemed to run out of her boundless energy. On the inside, the girl was crushed by the monotony of each day. Day in and day out, everything seemed the same, completely and utterly boring. The only thing she didn't find boring were her friends. At least they were nice to talk to, and were always doing something interesting. But that wasn't always enough interest to get her through the day. Not even her closest friends could fully relieve her boredem.
Still, it wouldn't be polite to show how bored she was with everything. Hiroko ran down the street, the heels of her shoes clacking on the sidewalk. Kiyasuma high, Hiroko's high school, was just at the end of the street. Hiroko continued on her way, smiling. For once, the smile wasn't just hiding her boredom. She'd be seeing her friends soon enough, and that was always something to look forward to for her.
School itself, on the other hand...
Another day of listening to the teachers drone on and on and on... Hiroko thought to herself, briefly pausing to quickly adjust her school uniform and her long, black hair. I think my friends are the only thing that gets me through the day.
She resumed her sprinting towards her school, prepared for several long hours of utter boredom.
Noticing that her friend wasn't in the class yet, Hikari decided to steal Hiroko's seat by the window. She was curious to see how long Hiroko would take to complain about it. In the meantime, Hikari stared out the window, thinking that she was at the same desk that so many great heroes had sat in while waiting for their next chance at adventure. She glanced at her own seat in the middle of the room.
Chiyo walked calmly through the school gates, as she did every day, when I sudden wave of- What was she feeling exactly? Boredom and curiosity, perhaps? - hit her.
It had just occurred to her that she basically understood the world she was living in- oh, there were still some things she hadn't seen, of course, and it wasn't like she had a flawless understanding of physics, but she basically knew how it all worked. She knew that was simply the consequence of living in it for 16 years.
But- and this was the idea that she suddenly couldn't get out of her head- she also knew that this wasn't the only world God had created. There was another world, waiting for her after she finished with this one. And she had no idea what that one was like.
Still, now was time for class, not this stuff, she thought. She walked towards her classroom, but now with a much less purposeful stride, with an unfocused look in her eyes
What could it be like?
edited 26th Feb '11 8:53:27 PM by Gilphon
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Andrea wondered where that Kyubey was.
The fifteen year old was currently in class, head resting on a small hand, other equally minuscule hand idly tugging at the ribbon of her uniform. Some featureless and bland boy who she methodically assumed was one of her many unknown freinds was chatting enthusiastically to her about some show she had never watched. Her dull brown eyes hovered onto his face with apparent intent, he took this a sign to keep talking despite the fact that she wasn't paying an iota of intention. One of the many little kinks she had carved into her own metaphorical mask over the years, the ability to look like one was paying attention even when she was actually elsewhere in her thoughts.
Kyubey had given her the role of a Puella Magi, in what was undoubtedly the rashest and least-well thought out decision of her life. She assured herself that she would never make that moronic a move again, but her mistake had cost her the chance to ever make the proper choice when the second chance that would never come came. Somewhere, that white fluffball was probably adding even more idiots to their ranks, forcing the wrong choice that everyone would undoubtedly make upon innocents who had no idea of the consequences until it was far too late. Andrea sighed mentally, trying to make potential converts see reason was a lost cause. All she could do was go through the motions and perhaps superficially befriend those who managed to survive the whole ordeal without turning into a Witch.
"So the host called her out on her mistake, and you wouldn't beleive what she said next-"
His words were stemmed by a single dainty finger raised to his lips. He blushed openly, turned away coughing. Andrea retracted the finger and also turned back to facing the board, thinking as she did so that people were so easy to fool with some cute gestures and flatteringly fake attention. It was boring, really. As she tuned out the sputtering of the still shocked boy, she wondered what was going to happen today.
Or if it would really matter to her, for that matter.
edited 26th Feb '11 10:05:59 PM by Katsuun
Hiroko rushed past a few other students, some whom she vaguely reconized. Of course, her rush left her with little to no time to adequetly identify them. Finally, she spotted her classroom door and swiftly swung it open.
"Whew, record time!" she said, taking a cursory glance at her watch and then looking up. It was a slight tempt to entertain herself before school, recording how long it took for her to get there. Most of the time, it didn't work, unless she'd shaved the time down a great deal.
"So, what's-Hikariiii!" Hiroko folded her arms and put on a somewhat exaggerated frown upon seeing that her seat had been taken by one of her friends. This did brighten her inward, bored mood considerably. She'd have something to do at the beginning of class for once. "What are you doing in my seat?"
Hikari giggled a bit. "I wanted to sit in this seat today! I hate having to sit in the same seat. Do the teachers think they'll forget who we are if we sit somwhere different?" She playfully stuck her tongue out at her friend.
Hiroko thought for a moment. Well, their first period teacher always talked(and somewhat looked) like a braindead ant who hadn't eaten in several years, so...
"With Kagawa-sensei?" she folded her arms again, smiling. "It's certainly possible."
For the time being, her boredom was pushed to the back of her mind. Still present, but dulled by speaking with her friend.
Hikari laughed even louder. "So, do you want your seat back? Or... ooh! You could sit in my lap..." She then stopped, her giggle sounding a bit nervous rather than relaxed. "Sorry, that was probably too far. You know I'm kidding, right?"
Hiroko put on a slightly dismissive smile and waved her hand, at least outwardly easily forgetting the comment. "Of course I know you're kidding!"
A few students had looked up to watch their discussion. Frankly, Hiroko could care less about what they might be thinking. She didn't really give a damn about anyone who wasn't her friend.
"Anyway, maybe we should switch seats! It might fool ol' Kagawa-sensei," she added.
edited 27th Feb '11 10:52:16 AM by AnnoR
"Sure, I'll do it. Of course, if he doesn't notice, we'll have to try something sillier tomorrow."
As Hikari and Hiroko chatted, Suoh took his usual seat by the door. He pushed his hair from his eyes, cleaned off his glasses, and started to read his book. He overheard the talk about switching seats, but paid it no mind.
edited 27th Feb '11 10:51:13 AM by Funnyguts
"If he doesn't notice today, we should get everyone to change their seats tommorrow," Hiroko replied. "He'd be so confused!"
With that, Hiroko took Hikari's seat. Almost the moment she sat down, her mood shifted. She leaned forward slightly, and her smile faded. It was more of less the weight of how boring this day would be hitting her all at once.
edited 27th Feb '11 11:55:10 AM by AnnoR
Chiyo walked into the classroom, still lost in thought. Surely there would be some sort of devision, right? If you lived one kind of life, you'd go over here, if you lived another, you'd go over there? Everyone said there was.
But how was it decided? Was one sufficiently bad act enough to spoil a life long good record? Was one sufficiently good act enough to save a life long bad record? Oh, there was just so much she didn't know!
Maybe she should ask somebody else what they thought? It would be nice to get a second opinion, at least. She walked towards Hikari's seat, her eyes momentarily focusing enough for her to realize that Hiroko was seating there instead. So they'd switched seats then? How… Pointless.
Everything about this world seemed pointless now. It was weird, everything had still been interesting when she left home this morning, but now all that interested her, all she could think about, was the next world.
"Hey… Hiroko… What do you think happens after we die?"
Hikari, Hiroko, and Chiyo had all congregated by a desk on the far side of the room. Andrea regarded them with an unreadable expression, among the many people she had become vaguely familiar with during her tenure in High School, these three were among the ones who she had committed to memory. Something about them was different, as if they weren't like the rest of the forsaken sheep that she had as peers. It was a vague sort of respect, even if they still did mostly inane and stupid things like switching seats and that sort of mindless rubbish.
Not really knowing why, she called out to them in that bubbly voice that was another of the kinks she had worked into her mask over time.
Hiroko blinked. That... that had definitly been a left-fielder. Chiyo wasn't the kind of person who usually asked questions of that nature... Sure, it was an interesting question, but it's not really something Hiroko ever thought about. She stared at the other girl for a moment, before recovering her senses.
"Well, umm... I guess-"
And then came Andrea's interruption.
Hiroko turned away from Chiyo to face the other girl.
"What is it?"
Andrea belatedly realized that she had nothing to say. She didn't betray her failure however, and coolly held her tongue until the bell rung a few moments later. Awkward, but it would have to do. Andrea mouthed that they could talk later and turned her attention for the welcome entry of the teacher.
Suoh put away his book, even though he had no plans to listen to the teacher talk about things he already knew.
Hikari was curious to see just what would happen if the teacher noticed her sitting in the wrong spot. It was the only thing she had to look forward to until the day ended and she could get out of these stupid clothes.
Hiroko nodded slowly and settled into her seat. He sank back into her bleary, almost melancholy mood and rested her head on her hands, supporting her head with her elbows. She faced forward and awaited Kagawa-sensei's entrance. Moments later, the old male teacher entered. This deepened Hiroko's melancholy, which only deepened further when the utterly boring teacher began to speak.
Chiyo blinked, the sound of the bell momentarily breaking her out of her stupor. With as much haste as she could bring herself to have, she hurried over to her seat.
She had no intention of listening to the teacher, however. Her newfound disinterest with the world extended to schoolwork, after all.
I guess… the only way to find out is to hurry things up and get over there…
Kagawa-sensei, indeed, did never notice anything amiss in his class. Though once or twice he asked questions to the two girls that changed seats using their wrong names. This must have been the only amusing thing in the whole class, as the old teacher droned on without a pause until the bell signaling lunch time rang.
Hiroko, blocking out the teacher's yacking, found her gaze slowly traveling to Chiyo. She figured it was due to the other girl's odd behavior. She tilted her head ever so slightly when she saw a look of disinterest... well, one that would've fit Hiroko herself, as opposed to Chiyo.
What's up with her? she thought. Did something happen?
Once the bell rang, Hiroko eagerly stood up. She'd have to ask Chiyo about it. Maybe it would be interesting.
The girl had also failed to realize just how hungry she was. Hiroko was starving, and eager to get to lunch. She quickly left the classroom. Food wasn't nearly as boring as most other things. Of course, her friends, being actual people whom she was close to, were still more interesting.
edited 27th Feb '11 7:18:30 PM by AnnoR
"Hey Hiroko, forget your lunch again? You can have some of mine." Hikari pulled out a beaten up old tin lunchbox that was once used by some American kid.
"Huh? Oh, yeah! Sometimes I am a little forgetful. I was thinking I was going to have to go home to get it," she replied. She walked back over to Hikari and sat down.
"What do you have?"
Chiyo heard the bell ring as if it came from far away. Her boredom had only grown over the course of the lecture. She was now all but convinced there was nothing left for her in this world, and she should leave it as soon as possible.
But- some small part of her still disagreed, still wanted to find something to find some interest in the world around her.
She decided to talk to Hikari and Hiroko. If nothing else, listening their ideas might sate her curiosity. Or perhaps- perhaps they were just as bored as she was; maybe she could convince them to come with her.
Without sparing a thought towards her lunch, Chiyo walked up to the desk where her two friends were sitting.
"Um… Hiroko- have you thought about what I said this morning?"
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