Who: You, you, you, and you
What: Dorm hijinks and etc. Whatever you want.
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond. Whatever happens happens, bro!
When: September 9 - September 25
Warnings: I wrote 'hijinks'. That should explain everything
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He gave a bit of a bow to the boy before writing his greeting.
"Hello there."
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"Caim! Hi, Caim!"
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He lifted a hand and waved very carefully, somewhat reminiscent of how things were when he was younger.
"You seem to be quite well. What has you in such cheer?"
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"I'm playing! That's why! There's always something to do!"
Except now, Skarmory was kind of bored.
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Then he looked down to Skarmory and nodded slowly, "I see." He took a gander around their surroundings, "What do you normally do when you're not in classes?"
Caim didn't really know how to play nowadays unless Skarmory wanted a piggy-back ride or something, but Caim also couldn't picture himself giving that kind of thing.
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"I don't go to school, the Big Hand Guys think I'm too young..."
Pout pout. "And Mommy's a teacher so I have to find a lot of things to do. So I like to play all kinds of things!"
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"I may need to have words with your mother."
And by have words, he meant write them down and make her read them.
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"Why? Did Mommy do something wrong?"
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Caim had never really been proud of his feat of killing children. But they were spawn of the Empire. They had to die. There was no way around it. But yes, he did regret it. At least a little.
"Who is your mother?"
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"Claus calls her "Lash". So mommy likes a boy already."
FFFFFFFFFF.
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There was a nod given and Caim tapped at his chin lightly. "Understood." Then he looked down to Skarmory. "How long have you been here?"
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