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[getsthecredit]

[Arthur is not the bookish type.

But when finding oneself in another world, with people and history and politics you know nothing about, in a strange school you've never heard of, surrounded by people who use magic freely as if it were normal, what is a king to do?

He'd already explored the school, but he needed more information, details, facts about what was beyond this place and where it came from. He wasn't accustomed to not knowing the lay of the land and what was happening in those surrounding his own- he didn't even have his own land, here. He may not be a king to anyone here (except Merlin), but he felt it his responsibility to learn what he could, and on his own terms- there were too many magic users around for him to be comfortable asking for secondhand information (although now that he'd had some time to get settled, he felt he may have been a bit hasty in the way he treated some of the strangers he'd met after his arrival).

And so Arthur (dressed more reasonably this time in his cadet uniform if just because it was more practical than his chainmail, but with the addition of his sword belt plus sword) found himself sitting in the library with a stack of books pulled from the shelves, spanning topics such as history, geography, and politics, which he proceeds to study carefully but doesn't hesitate to skim here and there.]

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[subjected]

[ Backdated hideously far, to shortly after this took place - very beginning of December or so. x_x; ]

I'm resigning.

- Farron

[ Those three words are all the warning Garden as a whole will be getting out of Claire for now, as notice that, as that short and cryptic little message says, she's gone to the headmaster, ditched her title of "instructor," and is now heading off to do other things in the world - away from this place and the people who reside in it.

No goodbyes or whatever else- just her name disappearing off the class rosters and her disappearing from the campus-- or so she'd like. In other words, unless someone happens to catch her actually leaving, somewhere between her room and the front gate. Despite the plainclothes quite unlike her usual wear, she's not particularly hard to miss, considering her large bag and two sheathed gunblades- a FF8-world and FF13-style one alike...

However, it's safe to say her demeanor is deathly and she definitely isn't making eye contact unless addressed. In fact, it's a lot like she's off in her own little world entirely, dodging around anyone else in the hallway without much more than a glance spared. ]

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[datademented]

[Sup, Garden?]

[There's been a silver-haired guy in a silly bodysuit wandering around the place for... weeks now, at least, maybe going on a month. He's been giving people lip, getting in brawls with NPCs, and generally being a giant prick. But today he looks like he's got a mission, so he's walking through the hallways with his eyes narrowed like he's going to strangle someone, once he finds them. We wouldn't approach him if we were you, but hey, who knows?]

[...Oh god, he's coming closer.]

Hey, you.

[He looks pissed. Also, he's talking in italics. Run.]

...Did a glow-eyed guy covered in Darkness come through here?