IC Inbox (daybreakacademy Edition)

[hattersgonnahat]

Puella Tempus
UN: xhatgurlx

STATUS: Student (7th grade)

ACCOLADES: Current record holder for smallest human on campus. MAR10 Day survivor.

BIO: Hello~ you found me! I don't really have a whole lot to write for here but I hope we can get to be friends someday!

© TESSISAMESS

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UN: medama_butterfly

[thedevilwearsgucci]

Hello, little one. Remember that I discovered you while you were in the marketplace, searching for a means to defend yourself?

I have a little proposition for you. How would you like to learn a few basic fighting moves from myself? It would be over a few lessons, I'm thinking out in the courtyard, and I won't lie and say that it wouldn't be challenging, but I believe you have the guts for it.

What do you think?

[hattersgonnahat]

Wow, really?

What kind is it? I think I can handle some hard stuff. [If it's something like Mario's course again...]

[thedevilwearsgucci]

We'll start with some manoeuvres for you to practice over and over again until you're absolutely bored and exhausted, and then probably do some work with a target dummy.

By the way, have you found your weapon of choice yet? You don't have to commit to one for the rest of your life, especially not right now. However, for the moment, have you made a choice?

[Action, Early May]

[unpocoloco]

[Normally, he'd be working on some manner or marking in the common room when she'd come along. A very welcome distraction, but still not something he sought out. Adults didn't ask for the time of children like that.

Now though? Now seems like a good enough time for exception. He calls down the hall.]

Puella? Puelita? You around tonight, niña?

[She should be, he thinks. This was about the time she would come out to teach him. Teto. Teach Teto. Ay does his head still feel weird.]

[hattersgonnahat]

[It was already a somewhat strange day when Teto was no where to be found at all. Perhaps he was busy with something else, or had other plans, it's not like they had to have lessons every day while he was here. For that reason though, Puella stayed mostly in her room that night. ...Likely waiting for him to get back despite it starting to get pretty late.]

[Needless to say, it was odd that it would be Héctor calling for her to come out instead. Not that she thought too much about that either. Nights had usually been their time together too.]

What's up?

[unpocoloco]

Ah! Puella!

[He beams brighter at her appearance than he usually would. Not that he isn't always happy to see her, but there's something less muted now.]

I was wondering if you and I could talk. You're not in trouble, there's just some stuff I've got to tell you about. Is that alright?

un: concerto

[fireindreams]

Greetings Puella. Are you free to begin training your Flame today?

[hattersgonnahat]

right now?

i guess since im not getting homework right now, any time works!

[fireindreams]

Wonderful. Whenever you have a spare moment, please meet me in the Mythril Cage. We can begin there.

a day after lunar harvest

[spelleton]

[ Puella's not coming out of her room, apparently. This is concerning, since she's such an active girl, so he's come to see what the problem is.

He knocks. ]

Puella? Are you well?

[hattersgonnahat]

[Puella had been spending...most of her time underneath blankets for safety. Of course, it won't do anything to save her from a hungry vampire, regardless if they could use nightmares or not, but it was what little protection she still had. Honestly if Puella was still being chased, she would've known so hours ago.]

[The knock scares her. It was the first sudden noise she's heard all morning that wasn't something she just imagined. The paranoia had practically kept her up all night after all.]

...Ekke? [She sounds desperate. It could be another one of Grimm's tricks though. She doesn't really want to answer it.]

[spelleton]

Yes, it's just me.

[ One night of chaos can cause such damage. It was something they weren't prepared for, and now everyone suffers the consequences. ]

Everything is over, and everyone is back to normal. I promise.

09/30 - night time

[fireindreams]

[When it comes to humans there are some things that the Nightmare King didn't understand. Biology, dreams and nightmares. But the finer points sometimes go over his head.

The Hunt, on the other hand, did not. The fear it generated within those of the school. The terror that Alderic felt as he was dragged under a lake of blood. The chains and collaring of his vessel, of himself. Melting the both of them so who they were mattered not. All there was is the Hunt.

And he remembers a little girl scrambling as they hunted her down. And he remember the terror she experienced of the monstrous woman they projected. The all-consuming ice.

And the sorrow that Alderic felt when he realized what he had done.

So when his vessel slept, the Nightmare King wandered. He looked for the dream of clock towers and stars but instead finds a child-like spaceship. For some reason the only entrance he could find was boarded up, so he knocks.

Anyone home?]

[hattersgonnahat]

[It certainly looked like no one was home. All lights inside the ship had been turned off, lifeless, almost like it had been abandoned for years. Only the tiniest of shadows moved in darkness from the quiet knock, and she turned to look out the window.]

[And then had to double take again more quickly.]

[Her eyes didn't fool her and the fear crept back in. She ran, further into the ship, hoping not to be found.]

[fireindreams]

[He expected that.

The Nightmare King could turn on the lights and force himself inside. He could easily turn this into a nightmare where he had absolute control. Puella has basically handed him the dream on a silver platter by choosing to run.

But he does not. As Ekkehardt said, he already made things worse. He would not do more.

Instead, the Nightmare King simply knocks again. No thundering voice, no horrifying powers. If Puella comes to look, she'll find his form is different. He looks like Grimm but younger, his eyes a normal black rather then a solid red.

Grimm, as he was before they met.]

december 8th, night

[alreadyhuman]

[ There's a quiet knocking on Puella's door around 11 or so. ]

[hattersgonnahat]

[11 at night typically meant time for a very tired hat, but she also rarely to almost never gets visitors around this time either. This must have been something important if it couldn't wait.]

Wha? Vivi..?

[alreadyhuman]

[ Normally, Vivi would be asleep too. But given the events of today, going back to an empty room feels wrong and sad. His head is filled with too many thoughts, and he can't bear being alone right now. ]

Oh! Um, sorry. Did I wake you up...?

[ He can go if she doesn't want to be disturbed!! ]

for kit

[spelleton]

[ It's not as if he hasn't seen Kit around before. Enough time spent around Avery, and it's impossible not to notice the little dolls scampering around running errands for him.

Occasionally one of those errands is actually to him. Very occasionally. He appreciates what is usually yet more paperwork for him to handle, because at least he doesn't have to chase it up from the source. ]

Ah, actually, wait a moment. Is there anything you'd like, before you go?

[hattersgonnahat]

[The tiny doll stops, somehow expecting that he either forgotten something or that there was something more to deliver back. It's pretty rarely that someone would ask something for himself.]

...Anything?

I do not need much.

[Kind of used to it, actually.]

[spelleton]

Well, given your body is low-maintenance, that's understandable enough. But I was asking about if there was anything you wanted. [ He can't really imagine what he might want, but surely there's something? ]

early october

[hawkwardness]

[It's just an ordinary day. No terrible surprises, that's already done. (Though not over. It may never be over.) And like every other day, there's a hawk gliding the thermals above the school. Everyone had to be familiar with the sight by now, it would be weird to not have him up there.

Plenty of room in the sky for another bird!]

[hattersgonnahat]

[Normally Puella did not fly very high. But as soon as she spotted a familiar hawk, she went straight up, frantically flapping and squawking to get his attention. You know, just perfectly normal things birds would do.]

backdate backdate

[stavros]

Happy birthday, Puella. I do hope it's found you well, what with the chaos about.

The backdatening

[hattersgonnahat]

koko!! thank you!!!

i had some cake and got some more hats, so its been okay. maybe not as good as last year though....