19th February

The arrival of Ramadan can be noticed even by those who are unfamiliar with this month. Streets and buildings are decorated with colorful lanterns - Fanous - and lights are glowing the entire night. It resembles the hope and light, guiding hearts through nights of gratitude. This year, the school staff decided to invite students to experience this wonderful celebration.

The empty classroom was hard to recognize. Tables filled with different supplies replaced the usual atmosphere. The enchanted ceiling was showing the Moon. Students could bring their wands, as they would need them to light their newly created lanterns. One table held glitter, markers, stamps, and other decorative elements. Another offered different types of paper in every possible color. There was even mosaic-style paper for those who didn't want to spend time on decoration.

Since creating and decoration might take quite some time, a table with drinks - coffee, tea, lemonades - as well as snacks like biscuits, was prepared for those who felt hungry. However, two things stood out on this table. First, there was nothing that contains alcohol. Second, there were dates, that are traditionally eaten throughout the entire month. And third, a sweet dark drink made from the tamarind fruit, Tamarind drink. This was done in honor of Ramadan, offering something unique.

To fill their newly created lanterns with a glowing light, students were welcome to use their wands to cast Lumos. Those who do not know this spell could ask other students for help, or approach a staff member, who will be glad to help. Perhaps it was a trick of the mind, but it seemed as though the glitter sparkled brighter whenever someone smiled. A few curious glances were exchanged, wondering whether the decorations had been charmed, or school itself was feeding on their joy.

Link to sign-ups: Fanous and Enchanted Ramadan

───═━┈🔥┈━═─── 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀  ───═━┈┈┈┈━═─── ○ 6’1 ꜰᴛ , ʙᴜʀʟʏ ᴍᴜꜱᴄʟᴇᴅ ᴛʏᴘᴇ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ʜᴀɪʀ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ɪɴᴛɪᴍɪᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇꜱ Reducio Pink Robes Stamina: 5 || Evasion: 19 || Strength: 15 || Wisdom: 3 || Arcane Power: 10 || Accuracy: 18

─〔❨✧𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱✧❩〕─

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦.. 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 - 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨.

 

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺? 𝘕𝘰.

 

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵.

─〔❨✧𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗔𝘃𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲✧❩〕─

○ 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘐 & 𝘐𝘐, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥

There was a spike of anxiety - as there always was with Sara - at the news of having Ramadan celebrating. For what other reason than the obvious? Because he was so uneducated and unaware of the religion that followed the celebration! He needed a moment for himself to be shameful of how long he had been unaware they even had muslim wizards or witches. And so he decided he was going to fast in solidarity. He picked up what he could on the practice, even asked the headmaster (even if he couldn't shake off the feeling that Sako sensei was tolerating his very existence).

16 hours… waking up at 2am, and starting fasting at 3am… that's.. well - well Sara didn't need sleep anyway. It was an important practice for some people, and while it wasn't mandatory for him - perhaps doing it would help him understand those who did! He started on the 18th, and .. well.. oh gosh. It was incredibly insightful.

The first few hours was fine, and then they just… started to take a toll on him. He dozed off more often, did terribly in a quidditch practice - even if he told himself it was a super short session just to ensure he was still kept in shape, he found himself distracted and daydreaming about relieving his parched throat, or biting into something savoury. Only to snap himself out of it and scolded himself. This was the reality of others in some places! And they were doing it willingly! Just thinking about what he could understand from fasting, made him carry on.

So when he found out there was an event to make fouhan making event, of course he had to join! Even if it had only been the 2nd day of fasting in solidarity.

He was there in the furthest corner from the refreshments table. His back turned towards it, even if he couldn't help his gaze from lingering on it when he arrived. He forced himself to sit, and worked on simple paper lanters.

INTERACTING IC: OPEN TO INTERACTION, @Ginyami Midorimori

Someone who recognised him may be able to notice something new about the 7th year. Who usually could be seen as tense and somewhat frantic - was … calmer. One thing Sara had noticed about fasting was that most of the time he was too busy conserving energy to overthink every single detail about everyone around him. And even less energy to feel bad about it for more than a few minutes. He was just.. focused on the task. Once he was done, he had even forgotten his unlit foutans on his table. Already moving along to helping younger students at the first hesitant request to light their foutans.

He didn't even have the energy to concern himself over assuring the younger students he wasn't someone they had to be nervous around. His eyes looked tired, his movements sluggish, but focused on the task of casting lumos. Only a hint of a satisfied, relieved smile when he managed to help cast lumos.

There was one lumos in particular that he had trouble with. After 9 lanterns lit, he wondered if his magic was mimicking his own energy. Because his spell completely fizzled. Again, and again, and again. He felt his frown deepen and his face flushed with embarassment. God… why couldn't he do this one thing right?

w/c: 564 (without ooc notes)

Action = failing lumos for the 8th time _{cause I said so} [ OPEN CLOSED TO INTERACTION ]

Stats = Sta 5 | Eva 19 | Str 15 | Wis 3 | Arc 10 | Acc 18

Roleplaying as Ginyami Midorimori from Mahoutokoro
"English | Japanese"

"...How so like you to be able to light everyone else's lanterns and to do so first, but be unable to do yours after," Ginyami commented, shaking his head with a helpless smile as he approached his classmate. "Even if you are willing to help everyone else, it's alright to ask for help once in a while yourself, too, you know." He waved his wand and spoke the incantation to light Sara's fanous.

He had, in fact, noticed how much more sluggish his peer seemed and how much more tired he looked than usual. He couldn't have been sure as to why, but he suspected it had something to do with that Ramadan business. Ginyami had looked into the Muslim religion briefly, just as he had looked into Christianity briefly to argue with Romeo a while back, but he wasn't sure why Sara might have been practicing Muslim religious practices. As far as he knew, Sara wasn't Muslim.

"You've converted, have you?" he asked the taller young man with a wan smile, partly teasing, partly asking to understand what Sara thought he was doing. He didn't like the idea that his childhood friend might have been compromising his health for a religion he did not even believe in. Ginyami wondered vaguely if someone had put Sara up to it.

@Sara Kohana

───═━┈🔥┈━═─── 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀  ───═━┈┈┈┈━═─── ○ 6’1 ꜰᴛ , ʙᴜʀʟʏ ᴍᴜꜱᴄʟᴇᴅ ᴛʏᴘᴇ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ʜᴀɪʀ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ɪɴᴛɪᴍɪᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇꜱ Reducio Pink Robes Stamina: 5 || Evasion: 19 || Strength: 15 || Wisdom: 3 || Arcane Power: 10 || Accuracy: 18

─〔❨✧𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱✧❩〕─

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦.. 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 - 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨.

 

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺? 𝘕𝘰.

 

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵.

─〔❨✧𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗔𝘃𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲✧❩〕─

○ 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘐 & 𝘐𝘐, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥

The daze he was in was cut out immediately at the familiar voice. " O-oh.. hello", his heart that had been in a steady pace for a while not suddenly spiked. " Oh.. haha.. uh.. well…. I didn't want to refuse when they asked for help. This isn't even mine it's .. someone elses.. though I don't see them around now.. maybe they'll come back for it later…?" Sara looked around the place. Had.. he just been left with someones Fanous? He swore they were here a while ago…

Sara smiled a little as Ginyami lit the lantern. " Thank you… ", he says gently, almost sheepish. " I .. got distracted….". the fear of the conversation ending there won and Sara make a quick easy decision based on what the other said. "Since.. you say it's okay… could I ask you to help me with mine? They're.. right over there by that bench" Sara pointed to a bench further away with at least several unlit simple fanous left unattended.

He was caught surprised by Ginyami's next question. " Oh ! Oh no no I- I could never considering- ", -their preference for heterosexual romance and/or partners - comes to mind and Sara's face went red. Of all things! He shouldn't be saying this to Ginyami right now. Not while they were in the process of rebuilding their trust… as friends. " …. how.. uneducated I am.. about their religion" . he ended up saying, which wasn't false. " If I were to - you know.. make a choice I'd.. learn everything I can.. first.. " he wanted to hide. Where was the confidence he had during summer camp? Gone when they aren't roomates anymore? Gone when he hasn't eaten or drank in several hours? Gone when he didn't consider joining a religion because of his preferences? He felt dizzy - goodness.

Before he might've done that - he attempted to shift the topic to better things. Like assurance part of him knew the other was looking for. "I'm alright.. mostly … I just wanted to understand from a muslims perspective." he explained. The thought didn't even cross his mind that Ginyami hadn't notice his fasting - even if he wasn't told directly. Boyfriends - not boyfriends - friends - , Sara felt confident they cared about eachother enough to notice these things without being said. "... just a little..uh.. a lot.. tired.. " he admited softly.

Action = [ OPEN TO INTERACTION ] , still talking to @Ginyami Midorimori

Stats = Sta 5 | Eva 19 | Str 15 | Wis 3 | Arc 10 | Acc 18

Roleplaying as Ginyami Midorimori from Mahoutokoro
"English | Japanese"

"Of course you didn’t want to refuse when they asked you for help," Ginyami sighed. "When do you ever? You’re just fortunate the help they were asking for this time didn’t require you to give up your life savings or something similar…" he murmured with a degree of dismay, but there was just as much genuine fondness if not more mixed into his tone as well.

"Not a problem," the navy-robed student replied casually upon Sara giving his thanks. When his peer asked for help lighting his own Fanous as well, Ginyami didn’t even waste time answering; he simply lit all the lanterns his classmate indicated with a few more waves of his wand and the uttered incantation. He guessed Sara’s mind might have been prone to getting distracted due to being unable to focus without proper nourishment, but he chose not to say anything on that particular matter. Sara probably already knew, anyway. There would have been no point to commenting on it.

He did, however, turn back to the other seventh year and listen as his childhood friend started to respond to his question and then promptly turn red. The narrow-eyed student raised a brow in question, waiting for Sara to finish his sentence, but couldn’t help the tiny upturn of amusement at the corner of his mouth. Sara was so adorable when he was flustered. Especially when Ginyami knew he was the cause some way or another. Still, he hoped to know what was going through the other Japanese student’s head so he could help put his overactive mind at ease at least a little.

When Sara finally did finish his sentence, however, it shed no further light on the ‘why’ of the teen’s flushed complexion. Unless, of course, it was due to the embarrassment regarding his lack of knowledge of the Muslim religion, but somehow Ginyami doubted it was that. "Is that what you’re doing, then?" he asked gently, playing along just the same; as if he really believed that was what Sara had meant to say in the first place. "Learning everything you can about Islam so that you can make the choice between staying a Shintoist and becoming Muslim?"

Where Sara’s confidence had seemed to dwindle since summer camp and the exposure of Ginyami’s false identity as Midori Hikari, Ginyami was doing his best to act as though nothing had changed between them. He was trying to treat Sara the same as he had before he had ever even proposed they start dating as romantic partners in the first place, but it was difficult even for him to pretend there hadn’t been some deeper connection there. Still, he determinedly did his best, not wanting to pressure Sara into thinking they had to return to what they once were – in the near future or even ever. Sara didn’t need to know how much Ginyami wanted it, either; how much he missed and longed for that closeness between them again. If he wanted to stay friends, they could stay friends. But, at the very least, it would allow Ginyami to stay at Sara’s side; and as himself, no less.

At least until graduation. Which, honestly, was more than he believed he deserved.

In the meantime, he wanted to watch over Sara as much as he could.

Which included making sure to keep an eye on him so he didn’t randomly pass out from hunger and fatigue at any given moment.

"That’s nice," he answered, careful to keep the annoyance out of his voice. He didn’t see why Sara had to go this far to understand a religion he wasn’t even sure he wanted to join. Couldn’t he have just read a few books on their practices and left it at that? Why did he have to allow his health to deteriorate for so fruitless an endeavor? He admired Sara’s desire to learn more about and understand the perspectives and experiences of others, but Ginyami drew the line at detriments to one’s health and overall well-being.

Putting several chairs alongside each other in a row, Ginyami sat at the very last one and pat the space beside him. "Would it be an impediment to your understanding to lay down and take a short nap for a while?" he asked softly. "Without food, you must be running low on energy. It is important to conserve the energy you have, not run around making paper crafts and trying to light them for kids who won’t stick around long enough to do it themselves."

He gestured an arm toward the food. "Do you think they put those there to be cruel? I could be wrong, but if you ask me, I think this activity included snacks because they’re meant to give you the energy required to make these…Fanous." Ginyami frowned slightly at Sara. "If you aren’t going to eat anything, you should be more frugal with your energy."

@Sara Kohana

───═━┈🔥┈━═─── 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀  ───═━┈┈┈┈━═─── ○ 6’1 ꜰᴛ , ʙᴜʀʟʏ ᴍᴜꜱᴄʟᴇᴅ ᴛʏᴘᴇ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ʜᴀɪʀ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ɪɴᴛɪᴍɪᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇꜱ Reducio Pink Robes Stamina: 5 || Evasion: 19 || Strength: 15 || Wisdom: 3 || Arcane Power: 10 || Accuracy: 18

─〔❨✧𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱✧❩〕─

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦.. 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 - 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨.

 

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺? 𝘕𝘰.

 

𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵.

─〔❨✧𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗔𝘃𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲✧❩〕─

○ 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘐 & 𝘐𝘐, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥

A sheepish, light laugh escaped him. If it came from someone else, Sara might've felt nervous at the implication that he was enough stupid to let something like that happen. He wasn't one to be able to distinguish a joke most of the time. But this was him. Whom had done far too much for Sara to let his overthinking take over once again. It was a rare playfull moment where he was assured enough contrary to Ginyami's words, he liked this side of Sara. And the thought still made Sara nervously shy. " That would be.. something, wouldn't it?"

He watched in evident awe as the other lit the other lanterns like it was nothing. Thats Ginyami Midorimori for you. Spells had always looked so easy when Ginyami does them. " Wow… you did it just like that..thank you!" he smiled faintly, " They look a lot nicer lit up now.., it's going to look great when I start decorating, thanks a lot"

" Um… well-" he scratched the back of his head, wanting to give the other a better answer. How does he explain that he's not currently that interested in a religion that may make it complicated for him to have strong feelings for a guy? And what if that guy was someone he had been friends with for so long, dated, then broken up with, and then finally stuck in this often disorienting space where they aren't dating, but evidently like and care eachother as they try to rebuild their trust? There was always that jumpy- eager part of him that wanted to take the chance to have that talk again. To discuss what they wanted to be to eachother, and if it was good for both of them. And while he felt confident he wasn't as anxious to be waiting for the 'right' moment, he knew at least doing it while he was fasting might not be wise.

" M-maybe? In the future? I'm not sure… um.. to be honest..I just wanted to understand from a muslims perspective. The headmaster said in Japan they fast 16 hours. 16… no food or drinks… . But they are still expected to do their usual schedule and duties, despite it. But a lot seemed excited about it, using it for a chance to be reflective, positive.. decuiplined.. strengtening faith.. its amazing. I still.. feel so … bad thinking about it.. and what they go through.. so I thought.. maybe this month I… could do it too..? "

At Ginyami's curt ' That's nice', Sara let out a light breath of what was almost a chuckle. Amusement, hidden by heavy folds of Sara's usual shyness. " You ..don't like it", he points out, as a guess. A confident one, in Sara's language. When they had made their way to the table, Ginyami didn't need to pat the seat next to him. Sara was gonna do it anyway. Like it was natural for him to sit next to the other.

"Im….pedi..ment…." Sara says slowly, trying to remember what it meant. But Ginyami kept talking so he kept it at the back of his mind and just carried on the conversation. " O-oh .. a nap? I.. guess I could.. but here? They're going to start decorating soon but uh… I'm worried if I head back to my room now I might sleep until late evening…"

Ginyami pointed to the foods, and Sara's gaze followed. Despite the other's frown, Sara couldn't find it in him to do the same. Instead, he felt himself growing shy again. Feeling cared for. " Thank you, Ginyami.." he couldn't help but say. But it did felt the most important to let the other know. " You're right.. I.. I've.. only been doing this a couple of days but I'm not used to it yet. I.. sleep a lot more and yet it worries me sometimes that I didn't do enough in a day." he shaked his head slowly. " I'll stop making Fanous.. I.. think I did enough already. Maybe uh.. maybe I could teach you instead?" he offered, a bit of energy coming back to him. " Do you want to try?"

Action = [ OPEN TO INTERACTION ] , still talking to Ginyami Midorimori

Stats = Sta 5 | Eva 19 | Str 15 | Wis 3 | Arc 10 | Acc 18

Roleplaying as Ginyami Midorimori from Mahoutokoro
"English | Japanese"

"You're always welcome," Ginyami told Sara sincerely when his peer thanked him twice more. Then he fell silent and listened as Sara tried to explain why he was fasting. He was very careful not to let his inner emotions show as he heard his friend out, not wanting to upset Sara or otherwise make him nervous, but he didn't like how harsh it sounded to make people fast and yet be expected to go about their usual business and duties. It sounded like asking a bit much to Ginyami; not practical.

Still, he did his best to be open-minded and to understand where Sara was coming from as he attempted to comprehend the perspective and lifestyle of Muslims and Islam. Ginyami wasn't sure what feeling bad for someone had do to with sharing in their suffering, particularly when it didn't make the others' suffering any less, but he supposed that perhaps maybe there was a certain camaraderie in going through what they were.

"Do you know any Muslims who are fasting as well?" he attemtped to ask in as casual a tone as possible. As if he didn't want to find who they were and give them a piece of his mind for putting such an idea into Sara's head in the first place. "Perhaps they could give you some tips on how to conserve energy and the like," he said instead.

"An 'impediment' is a hinderance or an obstacle in doing something," Ginyami explained, not bothering to comment on whether Sara was right or wrong in stating that his friend didn't like his fasting. "And if you lay your head down on my lap, I can simply wake you before the evening. Just let me know when you would like me to wake you and I can."

He blinked when he was thanked again, guessing it wasn't for the same reason that he had been thanked before. It was probably because Sara knew he was trying to look out for his well-being. But then his brows pinched together as Sara suggested teaching Ginyami how to make a Fanous. "How are you going to be able to rest if you're teaching me? I'm sure I can figure it out myself. It can't be that hard if those children were making them..." He picked up a paper and looked over the construction of the ones that were already made. "I'll make one if you lie down and rest on my lap while I do."

@Sara Kohana

───═━┈🔥┈━═─── 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀  ───═━┈┈┈┈━═─── ○ 6’1 ꜰᴛ , ʙᴜʀʟʏ ᴍᴜꜱᴄʟᴇᴅ ᴛʏᴘᴇ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ʜᴀɪʀ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ɪɴᴛɪᴍɪᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇꜱ Reducio Pink Robes Stamina: 5 || Evasion: 19 || Strength: 15 || Wisdom: 3 || Arcane Power: 10 || Accuracy: 18

─〔❨✧𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱✧❩〕─
𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦.. 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 - 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨.
 
𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺? 𝘕𝘰.
 
𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵.
─〔❨✧𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗔𝘃𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲✧❩〕─
○ 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘐 & 𝘐𝘐, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥

" Um…… no…… not any in Mahoutokoro… that I know off.. " he replied honestly, though the part of him that has been thirsty and hungry for hours was beginning to urge him to wonder if this was even worth it in the end. Who was he going to talk about this to? Would he be willing to do this every year?

" It's… their faith" he says slowly, trying to recall what the headmaster said. " faith in something- someone is looking out for them in tough times. And its meant to be a month where they practice being faithful, kind, generous. I think.. its a month where a lot of good deeds help in the afterlife and forgiveness for others, and themselves. I think.. if I'm not mistaken their god grants it still." He let out a sheepish smile and shaked his head.

" I … didn't grow up with any religion… and I don't.. really think of a god looking out for me. But so far… I do kinda like the faith that things will be okay. Makes me feel.. like I have an easier time to be grateful for the things I have now. Instead of worrying thats not enough or if .. I'm not enough. Er- I… I'm talking .. to much.. " he couldn't find the energy in him to be apologetic, if anything he looked pleased - the soft tiny smile still on his face as his eyes shyly drifted away as if lost in thought. He hadn't realised until now how lonely he felt having no one to talk to about this experience.

And how much he frankly missed talking to Ginyami in general.

" Uh.. but.. I've been resting more and .. really prioritizing what work to do while I'm awake and I do have energy. I … admit today I might've uh… ' bitten more than I could chew…? ' " he says in short shy english before switching back to fluent Japanese. " But.. I did finish my homeworks early so I can retire early tonight".

Sara gave the other a grateful nod at the explanation of what 'Impediment' . So he guessed from context but he appreciated the information. " O-oh like the spell …?" Just as he thought his brain had gained some energy after recalling a 5th year spell, it nearly almost shut down once again at Ginyami's rather ….. casual way of offering Sara to sleep on his lap. The chairs being alligned, the patting next to him- and finally- it makes sense to Sara in a way that made his cheeks blush profusely. Enough so that he hadn't known what to say, lost in thought as much as it might've showed on his face.



"Uh oh——- oh.. ah… erm…. "

While managing to look like a complete idiot, Sara did manage to catch the next string of words that the other said. He wanted to say he could be willing to stay up if Ginyami needed help - but also … lap. Ginyami's lap. Sleep. And Ginyami's lap. Er- somehow it was hard to think of why it was a bad idea when sleep and Ginaymi's lap was involved. He was sure that if he had more energy, or .. water - frankly, he might've been able to politely refuse, or at least do things that might actually help Ginyami - like making the lanterns with him.

But he was… oh so.. tired… and he also .. missed being so close to Ginyami. With a tired nod, despite his reddened cheeks, he hesitated as he positioned himself to place his head on the boy's lap. Nervous first if he was perhaps too heavy for him, or something. Such a simple thing suddenly felt so hard to do.

Action = [ OPEN TO INTERACTION ] , still talking to @Ginyami Midorimori
Stats = Sta 5 | Eva 19 | Str 15 | Wis 3 | Arc 10 | Acc 18

Roleplaying as Ginyami Midorimori from Mahoutokoro
"English | Japanese"

"Hmph. What's the point in being faithful, kind, and generous if you only do it once a month?" Ginyami muttered under his breath. It was the sort of thing he wouldn't have said if anyone else had been around. Anyone else who didn't know his true self like Sara did, that was. "The same goes with doing good deeds. Can they really be considered all that good if you only do them during the time you think they'll be helpful to you in your afterlife?"

He had to admit, the part about earning forgiveness sounded nice. Still, who was he or anyone else to say if and when he earned forgiveness? Perhaps it wasn't possible.

Ginyami listened and watched Sara curiously as his peer continued. He wasn't exactly sure what the taller young man meant by 'the faith that things will be okay', but if Islam made him feel better and that things would be okay, who was Ginyami to argue?

"You're not talking too much," he was quick to tell Sara when the other seventh year stated that he thought he was. "I appreciate every word you have to say. Always. Truly." The less words a person tended to speak overall, the more weight their words tended to hold when they actually spoke them, and Sara was a young man of few words most of the time. It just made times like these all the more meaningful.

The pureblood nodded in acknowledgement as Sara explained how he managed to cope while trying to fast but also admitted that that day, he might have gone a little overboard. Ginyami couldn't help but offer a tiny smile back not unlike the one Sara had given him a little bit prior. "Very good English," he praised. "And wonderful job completing your homework ahead of time. That shows a great deal of forethought on your part. Perhaps this fasting thing has been a better influence on you than I originally thought."

It took a moment to realize what spell Sara was talking about before he recalled the incantation that had the same latin root word. "Yes! Just like that spell. The Impediment Jinx, it's called, actually. Nice memory!"

When Sara hesitated upon realizing what Ginyami was inviting him to do in regards to his lap, Ginyami might have, in the days before their dating, have found his hesitation to be amusing and cute. Just then, however, he only felt worried that perhaps he had said the wrong thing. Suggested something Sara thought inappropriate for their current relationship with each other, perhaps. Maybe he considered that something couples did; not mere peers or even friends.

He hated being so worried he'd said the wrong thing and second-guessing himself, but it had started happening a lot more when he was around Sara since their break-up, especially when he'd been Midori. Had this been how Sara had felt all the time? Constantly uncertain and unsure about his actions and words? No wonder he spoke so little.

Ginyami was just about to apologize for his very forward behavior and rescind his bold offer when he noticed Sara's weary nod out the corner of his eye and looked over just in time to see the flushed faced teenager actually maneuver and position to actually lie down and lay his head on Ginyami's lap.

"You..." Ginyami began uncertainly. Then he sighed and forced the words out all in a rush. "You don't have to force yourself if it's difficult or troublesome for you. I can get up and you can lie on the chairs themselves."

@Sara Kohana