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Thursday lunch - Eudes was peacefully going to the Cafeteria. For some reason, there was a bruise on his forehead. The Arcane teacher may or may have not thrown a book at his face while he was sleeping. In any case, once he arrived at the Cafeteria, he looked around and tried to see if there...

Once he arrived on the rooftop, Eudes whistled at the view. It's beautiful despite the eerie atmosphere. Isn't it the perfect place to take a nap? Perhaps it's a bit cold, but a blanket solves everything. And then, his eyes stared at the Auditorium. Or so he assumed. A sigh escaped his mouth--...

Both are troublesome in completely different ways. x)

"I guess that worked..." Clicking on his tongue, Eudes did not know what to do with the words 'second phase.' However, he remembered something-- the toilet ghosts, they spoke about someone waiting on the rooftop, didn't they? Or he misheard. It was... Something something six tokens? "Well...

"Just... one last question. That's unlikely but... the moment I leave... will the piano play again?" If yes, then, Eudes will need to find a way to beat up the trench coat. Somehow. In any case-- he honestly did not know what was going on and did not feel the need to get involved. The point was...

"What?" Unable to understand what was going on, Eudes took the walking cane and fleetingly thought about whether it was sturdy enough to bash someone's skull or not. Quickly after, he shook his head and asked a few questions. "What is even the Witches' Moon..? No wait, why would it even mute...

"Uh... goal accomplished?" Accidentally muttering that out, Eudes shook his head and decided to question the suspicious person. It's not like he could beat it up since-- ah shit. It's a ghost. Now, the situation became much more troublesome. "Jesus... oh well. I have questions and demands...

Wednesday evening - Finishing the day, Eudes yawned and thought that the day felt shorter than he expected. For instance, he didn't see the time flowing and he thought he still had a class once he finished Basic Economics. Lost in thoughts, he headed towards the gate-- something he hadn't done...

"..." Eudes stared for a few seconds before going back to his meal. A wry smile crept up on his face. It ought to be more difficult to deal with her than the teachers. 'Can't get someone to speak from the first step...oh well. Let's just accompany her so she gets used to it.' Hopefully. OOC...

'Ah... It's that bad..? I shouldn't have said yes.' Wondering how to explain that, Eudes proceeded to avoid misunderstandings. A sigh escaped his mouth. "By hung around, I don't mean hang in the literal sense... Like, going out-- ah, not that too... Mmmmm. Being with someone..? I meant it's...

Seeing that she was overly shy, Eudes let out a sigh and decided to stay quiet for now. Speaking to her so suddenly may be more of a bother than a favour. "A magical compass? That's good, that's good. That will avoid me to avoid many troubles... Although, who's Lisette?" The name didn't sound...

"Uh. I guess I get lost every now and then..." Some habits never change. "At least, I rarely get lost twice in the same place!" "My bad, I should have started with that." Clearing his throat, Eudes introduced himself. "Let's see... My name is Eudes Quesnel. A first year, and if I am not...

"Let's see... While I am often late. I never voluntarily missed a class. Somehow, I am making progress." Regardless of possible consequences, Eudes honestly replied to her question. Nonetheless, it was no lie, before entering the Academy, he would miss classes on purpose, especially mathematics...

Eudes yawned and felt a bit... empty. He feels like he has not been doing a lot of things recently. Yet, everything's the same as always. In fact, nothing has changed. His lifestyle is the same from before. More or less. "Bah, I guess I am missing the streets." Quicky glossing over this...

Now, Eudes was facing a dilemma. Question the suspicious person or directly knock them out. For some reasons, the latter felt like was safer than the former. Is it okay to let someone the time to continue praying to Cthulhu? After asking this question, violence seems to be the only answer...

That is a fair point... But Eudes isn't the quiet type. D: Damn. Why is @FenrIIrz not a slug?:blob_pout:

"Seriously? I can barely remember what languages I've learned and now they are chanting some Cthulhu [censored]..." Eudes was honestly tired of it. From the start to now, everything seemed like utter nonsense. His hand scratched the back of his head, and then. He decided to simply shut off his...

Thursday & Friday - Eudes couldn't go to those classes. First of all, he was unable to sleep on Wednesday night. No need to wonder why. As for Friday, he simply felt sick and did not go out of his room. At some point, his sister had little to no choice than to check on him. Seeing that he was...