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Tone saw Haru enter and his face brightened noticeably as he bounced up and waved at her. "Haru! You made it!" He exclaimed with a smile. "Chia! You're here!" Tone called out, happy his old friend was there too. Lately, he'd taken to calling her Chia instead of Chi like he'd done before. Mostly because Chia was cool because it was a seed that was good to eat and he'd been into food a lot these past few months. Food was delicious. Yami came next but there was something a little off about him. Tone could tell almost immediately and although normally he would have gone straight over and bombarded him, he didn't this time. The past year had been a little difficult for him because he'd been trying to focus more on school, his studies, and clubs. Just to see if he could possibly make it to gold robes before summer. But his efforts had failed and Tone had to admit, it was a little disappointing that he hadn't been able to make it. As a result of this, he'd ended up neglecting many of his friends and hadn't made any new ones either. It really hadn't been a good trade-off and he regretted doing it and hoped he could make up with those he'd neglected before now. One of which was Yami. Yami tended to get annoyed when he was overly clingy on him, especially when he teased him about things. Tone did have a hard shell and could take a lot of beatings both physically and mentally, but sometimes he was nice and didn't do what he knew bothered others.

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The two had always been close, even though Akira would try and deny this all the time. Truthfully, Tone still wanted to be close to him. Closer than others. But at the same time he was afraid of this. He wasn't quite sure why, maybe he wasn't sure how far he could go before he crossed that line of no return. "Mm. It's good to see you again too!" Tone told Sara with a smile. "I could summon an enchanted snowball for you to play with if you want to do more with one!" He said with a grin and followed Sara's headline towards Haru and Yami. Before Tone could say anything, Sara had spoken again, asking if he was going to take the bed above him. "I hadn't thought about it, did you want me to?" He asked, curious. Glancing around the room, it seemed as if everyone else was already starting to claim beds. "Ah, I guess I am. Everyone else already seems to have claimed their spots. Hope you don't mind me being with you then!" Tone said with a smile but then paused as his eyes flickered over to where Haru and Yami were. He returned his attention to Sara again as the young man spoke again, saying he could move somewhere else if he wanted him to and chuckled. Tone leaned forward, his lips brushing close to Sara's earlobe. "Are you sure you don't want Haru or Yami to be with you instead?" The blond asked with a grin, aiming to see how Sara reacted to his words. He'd been looking over in their direction before. So it only made sense maybe he wanted one of those two to be with him. But of course, he might be wrong.

Actions: Teasing Sara, thinking about messing with Akira, wondering what's wrong with Yami.

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Soon enough, they were complete with the arrival of Ginyami Midorimori, or Yami-senpai for short and someone that Haru barely knows and had only interacted with during a couple of Quidditch practice, Chiaki Hiroi-senpai. Come to think of it, despite being acquainted with most of the people that she's sharing this clown house with, she knows little about them, even Shimizu-senpai whom she only knows as a family friend. As much as she would like to get to know them all better, perhaps finally gaining a couple of friends like she always wanted, it's a struggle considering her quiet nature.

She wouldn't know what to say, how to keep the conversation going if they ever decided to talk. It's not her strongest suit and she won't lie, everyone just seems… intimidating? That's rich coming from someone who can be intimidating herself due to how serious she always looks, something that she's trying to work on. Lighten up, that's easier said than done for someone who was never allowed to have fun, another reason why this tent just disappoints her. It looks too fun and cheerful, she's not used to this kind of environment. Guess they have Yami-senpai to thank for that. She doesn't know why he would choose this but she can't really complain as she agreed to be with his group.

She gave a nod to whoever had acknowledged her arrival and her gaze briefly falling onto Bakugo-senpai and giving him a wave back and a soft smile, trying her best to be friendly. How do you become friendly? Bakugo-senpai seems like the best person to observe for that due to his natural friendliness and cheerfulness. She turned her head towards Ginyami after that brief exchange. “I don’t mind at all. Feel free to do so, Yami-senpai.” she answered him. Not like she has any preferred person to bunk with, someone close that is. She has none after all. “And yes, I hope we can get to talk more.” She really does hope so they can talk more or rather, she could keep up with it. Again, talking is not her strongest suit but can never hurt to try. Not to mention, of all the people here in this tent, Yami-senpai is probably the most mysterious one of them.

He seems friendly though, recalling how he invited her during that lunch, perhaps the first person ever to even ask that. Of course, there is no way for her to know how true Ginyami Midorimori was to his name, that ‘darkness’ part of him, his 'plot' as one would say. To her, Ginyami is just this friendly upperclassman looking out for his friends and such. Well, his choice of tent sure was weird for her though and she can tell that she wasn’t the only one disappointed by it but still, she agrees with Shimizu-senpai and Kohana-senpai, that it's lovely. Just not her first choice, that’s all.

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Roleplaying as Ginyami Midorimori from Mahoutokoro
"English | Japanese"

Upon hearing Akira's thanks, Ginyami turned his exuberant sights on the soon-to-be-fourth-year, narrow eyes glittering with intrigue. He welcomed and invited criticism of any kind, whether direct or indirect. That was why he had admitted to signing them all up in the first place. It was almost like he was trying to pick a fight...and it seemed Akira, clever though he was, might have been too occupied by his own dour mood to recognize that he had just fallen right into his upperclassman's trap.

Oh...passive aggression, hmm? So that was his weapon of choice? How admirable! Due to how tricky it was to wield properly, not just anyone could put it to good use. But he should have expected as much from another pureblood. Ginyami was impressed by his skill with his words as well, pleased Akira could back up the capability his gold robes boasted.

But even so...Ginyami was sure he wielded it better. Though they were both purebloods, he had been at the game longer than Akira had if only by virtue of having been born a few years before him. Regardless of any other factors, the older student was certain that that fact, at least, gave him something of an advantage. He patiently allowed his precious kohai to speak his mind and have the floor before eventually taking his turn with a gracious grin.

""Why, Shimizu-san! Could it be that you've really taken enough notice of me since so long ago to recognize such things about my robe color?" He put his hand over his heart, his brows steepled with intense emotion, as if moved by the revelation. Okay, so perhaps it was a touch dramatic to be authentic...but he didn't need to feign actual authenticity for this. In fact, if anyone had actually been fooled by it, it would have totally defeated the attempt at passive aggression. Besides...his facitiousness could have easily been taken for playfulness rather than mockery to anyone who couldn't read between the lines.

Ginyami stepped away from Miharu's bunk and toward Akira, continuing to grin as he approached. "Me, your senpai, who isn't even in your year? Truly, I am flattered." The navy robe began to circle the gold one as he came upon him, acting as though he were simply admiring his new clothing - up until the point where he stepped in close enough for their faces to be mere centimeters apart. Even the irises of Ginyami's particularly squinted fox eyes were visible at that proximity as he leveled Akira with them. And it was clear to see that his grin did not reach those cheerfully cruel eyes. "If you were hoping to get my attention, though, rest assured - your senpai has noticed you, too. In fact, since we've clearly had an eye for each other, how about we lessen the formalities, hmm? You can simply call me 'Yami'. And I will call you 'Shimizu-kun'."

While they both knew that the change of 'san' to 'kun' was a sign of both intimacy between parties due to the lower level of formality, it also emphasized Ginyami's superiority to Akira. However, by allowing Akira to call him 'Yami', Ginyami overcame those social connotations with others. This was because he was not only allowing Akira to call him - his upperclassman - something as intimate and informal as his first name, but allowing him to shorten it and drop the honorific as well. This meant that Akira's use of the name 'Yami' would have not only rivaled, but probably surpassed Ginyami's use of the name 'Shimizu-kun' in audacity. And since Ginyami was allowing it, if Akira accepted, he was basically granting Akira permission to treat him condescenedingly even as his senpai.

Why?

Because Ginyami was so secure in his belief that he was better that he didn't care what their dynamic looked like to others. And he wanted Akira to know it. Assuming Akira was clever enough to pick up on it, of course, but considering the color of his robes, Ginyami had no concerns about that.

Finally stepping back, he clasped his hands behind him before continuing to reply. "If you've noticed how long I've had this navy robe, Shimizu-kun, then surely someone as smart and studious as you must have realized there's a reason," he taunted, beaming. "And surely since you've been noticing me, you must know better than to think I've been neglecting my studies as, aside from quidditch practice, those studies have been what I've dedicated the entirety of the past school year of my life to...so it wouldn't have made sense for summer situations to have impeded my studies when our grades were determined over the course of the school year. In simpler terms...that was then and this is now." He gestured slowly with a hand as he spoke, his expression transforming into something no less cheerful, but gradually more sinister as he smiled more.

"So, then, Shimizu-kun...why don't you ask that big brain of yours something? If I'm the one who's' had the navy robes for so long and you're the one with gold robes just after finishing your third year..." His smile grew to dastardly proportions. "...Then why am I the one with the smile on my face, and you with the scowl? Last I saw you in a navy robe, I distinctly remember you being better off in demeanor, at least. You seemed to be in higher spirits back then and it wasn't just because you lacked your new 'make-up'."

He chuckled softly as he pretended to pick off an invisible piece of thread from Akira's shoulder. "Tell me...haven't you noticed how much heavier those gold robes can weigh upon those shoulders? Almost makes one wonder if they used real gold for the cloth. Hope it doesn't make it too tiring to wear...but then again, there's also always the option of simply...taking it off." Whether he was being metaphorical or literal by that point was completely ambiguous, but it seemed that was exactly the way Ginyami liked it, because he left it at that.

“You..did this…?”

Kicking Aryaan's black and white football by his slippered feet into the air, he caught it with his hands and stared at it, turning it over like it was a globe he was studying the continents of. He'd seen the way Sara had gone still and uttered the words he had when he'd heard Ginyami had been the one to pick the tent theme and sign them up for it. Ginyami hadn't cared for that at all. Why did it matter to him so much, though? Sara was just mumajin-born. A mudblood. Sure, they had grown up together, but what did his opinion matter? He was a gullible, idealistic fool who worried too much about how to make others happy when he couldn't even figure out how to make himself happy. Obviously, he didn't like the tent any more than anyone else. Possibly more due to his long-time hatred of bright colors. So why wasn't he saying anything? Why wasn't he speaking up?

As if he didn't know the answer. After all, he had known Sara a long time; better than anyone else in the tent and maybe in their school. Sara may not have actually believed what Ginyami had claimed about his reasons for assigning them this tent. After all, he had known Ginyami just as long as Ginaymi had known him. However, what the pureblood knew his classmate was prone to do was make excuses for other people on top of prioritizing their comfort and happiness above his own. If he really thought that Ginyami had actually wanted that tent theme, whether or not he knew the real reason behind why, he would have rather allowed Ginyami to have his way - or likely anyone for that matter - than to voice his own feeling on something that bothered him. He would sit there and endure whatever hardship he had to for the sake of others. It made Ginyami sick.

“Sorry.. I’m just.. Surprised, is all. It’s a nice tent, Yami”.

Lies. He was lying to him, now.

Slowly walking over to Aryaan, Ginyami gently placed the football into his hands before he was tempted to lob it straight at someone's head and split their skull open. "...Please keep better track of your things, Shamsi-san," he asked politely, his voice slightly trembling with barely-suppressed rage as the corner of his smiling mouth twitched. "...One never knows when one might trip or fall in an unfortunate accident."

No sooner were his hands free that Ginyami reached into his robe and pulled out his wand to aim at the cloud raining snow down upon them all. ""Finite Incantatem," he said, performing the spell to cease the snow immediately. Out the corner of his eye, he watched for Sara's reaction. The snow had, after all, seemed to have been conjured up by Hiro at least partially for Sara's benefit. What would he do now that Ginyami had banished it? Would he make excuses for that behavior, too?

You know me, he thought. If you of all people can't stand up to me, who could?

"Hiro!" Ginyami greeted the younger boy in exactly the same tone and with the same enthusiasm as Hiro did with him. His smile suggested warmth that his overall demeanor did not. however, as if the inside snow had chilled whatever warmth the fire had provided them up until then. "How are we ever going to stay warm and dry if you're raining endless snow down on us? Tsk, tsk! I'm surprised at how thoughtless that was of you. You're normally so considerate of others."

But Hiro didn't seem to have been paying attention. His grinning lips were brushing Sara next to his earlobe and though Ginyami was especially practiced at maintaining his proper, polite smile as always, he gripped his wand so hard it threatened to snap. A series of serious jinxes, hexes, and curses began to run through Ginyami's head. Fortunately, Miharu's responses to his earlier questions altered the track of his train of thought and he quickly diverted his attention to her instead.

"Thank you, Goto-san! You are truly kind," he answered, doing his best to shutter away ideas that would have likely made murder seem humane.

Note: Ginyami's Fearless negates Akira's Terrible Presence.
Akira Shimizu (@Avery Chen), Hadashi Hitoshi (@Dan Palmer), Sara Kohana (@Hanako Tone), Aryaan Shamsi (@Fang Hui-Ming), Hiro Bakugo (@Kim Sato), Miharu Goto (@Raizel Voltrouz), & Chiaki Hiroi (@Pax Zhang)

Roleplaying as Akira Shimizu from Mahoutokoro
Outfit: Gold Uniform

Mentioning @Avery Chen as Akira Shimizu, @Fang Hui-Ming as Aryaan Shamsi and Chikao Narumi in passing.
Interacting with @Jack Burnett as Ginyami Midorimori

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SUMMER CAMP '24, CARNIVAL TENT Yami cancelled the snowfall Tone had brought down upon the tent and the white haired nearly fifteen year old looked up as the last few snowflakes descended upon the members before disappearing completely from sight, like a breath on a pane of glass. Despite Tone's current actions with Sara, it wasn't as if he didn't pay any attention to Yami's words. He heard the words and made a face at him. "Really? Warm and dry? Those are the only 2 things you shouldn't be during summer time!" Tone said with a shake of his head. But of course, Sara distracted him at that particular moment after he'd finished speaking and he looked down at him. Thus, Tone ended up missing Ginyami's reaction to his actions. As much as the white haired teen would have loved to simply jump up and tackle Akira and Yami like he would have a few years ago, Tone now felt awkward around the 2 of them. Not because of what they had done to him before...

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More like what Tone had done to them. He'd neglected both of them throughout the past year and although yes Akira had been the first one to draw away from him, citing something about his parents, Tone had just tried to accept it at the time and give him a little bit of space. But he'd fully intended on going after him later on to make sure Akira was doing fine with his situation. However, things had gotten in the way and other stuff had happened, which had set him back a lot further than he'd originally thought it would. And now so much time had passed and he felt somewhat guilty when it came to Akira. But he definitely was going to try and make it up to him this summer and over the course of the new upcoming school year. As for Ginyami... well things were complicated there too. It would take a lot longer for him to get them back to where they had been before. He knew this and yet Tone was not someone who would give up easily, if he ever did.

The whole tent was a mass of tension right from the start and Tone could even feel it in the air around them. Although usually he was the one who tried to keep the peace between everyone, this time Tone felt as if he'd gotten embroiled in the whole mess too. He could feel the beginnings of a headache starting up between his eyes and he tried to resist letting out a sigh, which could have unintended effects. Especially if someone thought his sigh might have been directed at them and not in a general sense. Which was true. It wasn't as if Tone was sighing at anyone in particular. Hadashi spoke up now, referring to how people would refer to Mahoutokoro as a clown school because of their choice. He had a point there. If they'd picked a winter themed tent with snow or ice, it would have been a better choice. But who would have thought Yami would have chosen the worst one of the bunch? It did seem as if Yami had intended on destroying the school's reputation.

When it came to outsiders here. The only question was why had he decided to do this? There was always a reason for everything and Tone knew it just wasn't like Yami to randomly go off the rails. There had to be a catalyst somewhere at some point in time. Tone looked over at Hadashi as he spoke of his immeasurable disappointment with Yami's choice. "At least we can visit other tents. See how they are." He suggested with a faint smile. It was better than lingering in this tent and wallowing in disappointment and depression, right? Glancing back down at Sara, Tone smiled down at him, waiting for him to respond to his earlier words. After all, Tone didn't like to leave things undone or unsaid, and not paying attention to someone he was talking with was something he didn't like doing. He'd always wait to hear what those involved in a conversation with him had to say before getting up to leave. Tone's eyes then briefly flickered over onto Akira.

Tone gave him a half-smile. He wasn't entirely sure how to act with him or how to mend bridges. But if given enough time he'd eventually figure it out. If anything, he was stubborn.

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There is something in the air and certainly it's not just the scent of the popcorn that’s constantly being made by the machine sitting in the middle of the tent. What is it then? Tension, that’s what and that seems to be between Haru’s senpais from what she can tell, especially with how Yami-senpai spoke earlier, when he cancelled Bakugou-senpai’s spell and then there’s Shimizu-senpai's response.

What now though? Surely they need to do something other than just stand there and watch whatever happens between them. Well, she’s not the type who would diffuse any conflict happening before her and really, she’d rather not get involved in something that doesn’t concern her. Her gaze drifted from Yami-senpai, then to Shimizu-senpai. Lastly, on the person that she barely knows. She let her mind wander, trying to recall his name if she ever met him before but nothing so far but now isn’t exactly the right time to be concerning herself with the names of others as there is still that tension lingering, much more now that someone had mentioned their displeased about the tent of choice.

As much as she wants to leave right now, make up an excuse like… Quidditch practice or something… actually, yeah, she should definitely do that later. Haru isn’t the type of person who enjoys conflicts, unnecessary conflicts. She doesn't understand why Yami-senpai is even provoking Shimizu-senpai right now, like what would he gain? Or perhaps this is just a normal thing between them. Rivalry? Well, whatever it is, she doesn’t want to be a part of it. She has a lot more important things to do than get involved in some quarrels that have nothing to do with her. Although, there is no harm in staying and listening for a while. After all, what she’s seeing right now is definitely new. A side of Ginyami MIdorimori and Akira Shimizu that she doesn’t know of.

While others might’ve seen these sides of them, she hasn’t and she would love to observe more, until she had enough at least. Sure enough, her interests would dwindle as time goes on and this tension doesn’t die down. That would be the time she will go out for ‘Quidditch Practice’.

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