one.

[busies.livejournal.com]

[Ken's little tired from his nightmare from last night. Logically, spending a night in a strange room in a strange place would do that to him...probably. However, that's not what he's really bothered by it much, he's just dragging his feet a little more on his way to class.]

I thought I was done with school.

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[banbanshin.livejournal.com]

From what I know, you can be eighty eight years old and still never be done with school. Cheerful thought, hey?

[fatechange.livejournal.com]

I never thought I'd even go to school at all. [ Is following Lavi to class, so what if it's not going to be his class. Wait, is it? Allen doesn't know or care atm. ]

[banbanshin.livejournal.com]

[ Aw, it's like duck, duck, goose. ]

And now you're stuck in one! Hopefully we won't be eighty-eight years old when we get out.

[busies.livejournal.com]

Not really...

[banbanshin.livejournal.com]

You don't like school?

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

[When you're eight-years-old in a school compromised mostly of teenagers and up, it's easy to get lost. You'll have to forgive a bit of pushing and shoving as the first bell rings, with people rushing to get breakfast before class. You'll have to forgive Hope of being shoved into you from one side too. Being fourteen and pre-growth spurt is pretty tough here too. Yeah right Hope you just have the tendency of running into people with or without butter.]

Whoops- ah, be careful.

[busies.livejournal.com]

A, ah!

[Ken side-steps and stumbles a bit before regaining his balance. First the nightmares and now he's getting shoved around by people... what a lovely morning this has been. At least now he's fully awake and not dragging his feet.]

Shouldn't I be the one saying that?

[fleeorflight.livejournal.com]

[A wry smile. Hope pulls Ken back by the elbow before the boy can tumble back-first into a trash bin, righting the both of them.]

I guess that's true. Sorry - are you all right?

[He stops, though, and blinks. Not often he sees people even younger than Larsa around the Garden.]

[fierybluebird]

That makes you one of the first people I've met here who's even been to school before.

[busies.livejournal.com]

Really?

[fierybluebird]

Yeah. Unless you account war academies or the like, which this place is more akin to anyway.

[gunite.livejournal.com]

It takes a while.

[busies.livejournal.com]

I know that, but it was suppose to be summer break.

[gunite.livejournal.com]

Looks like Garden disagreed with you on that one. You had plans?

[hardforfontech.livejournal.com]

[ Guy's a little tired from the nightmares he's had in the past few nights, but he's not one to dwell on those. He's had those kind of dreams before-

Ah, he spots a kid walking towards a class looking somber ]

Hey, you okay?

[ No use letting those dreams drag him down today. ]

[busies.livejournal.com]

[The sudden question from Guy snaps Ken out of his daze. Someone was talking to him?]

Ah, yeah, I'm okay.

[hardforfontech.livejournal.com]

[ Doesn't really buy that, but isn't one to pry. ]

Just be careful around. I've seen some people walk right into walls lately, thinking just like that.

[charioting.livejournal.com]

[ Chie's sort of off to Ken's side, close, but not too close as she's busy letting out this monster of a yawn and subsequently rubbing her eyes of the tears that leaked out from her eyes. The nightmares haven't been doing well for her this entire week, and if Chie had more energy to spare, she'd loudly proclaim that this crap was getting old.

[ Despite her tired attention, her ears catch Ken's words, and she turns to him, blinking several times. A kid? ]

Huh? What grade were you in?

[busies.livejournal.com]

[Ken looks up from the ground to the person asking him a question. She looks as tired as he felt, and he was starting to wonder if everyone in this place had issues sleeping at night. However he was more worried about her question, had he accidentally wandered to somewhere he shouldn't have been?]

Fifth grade... Why?

[charioting.livejournal.com]

[ Blinks some more. ]

And you're done with that already? [ Boy genius, maybe? ]

[willnotsubmit.livejournal.com]

[Sadly, it's not the height, the hair color, or the voice that catches Mitsuru's attention first.

...It's the fact that this junior classman is displaying poor posture while he walks, and trips all of Mitsuru's 'improper' alerts. But after that registers, the rest of those things fall into place, and she has a name to go with them.]

"Amada?"

[busies.livejournal.com]

[Well, unlike Mitsuru Ken totally recognizes that voice in a second. No one has quite carries their voice and tone like she does. Also no one else really knows his name here.

Turning around quickly and fully alert.]

Kirijo-san?

[willnotsubmit.livejournal.com]

"So you were brought here as well...?"

[That's all she can think of saying, at first. As much as she feels a camaraderie towards all of S.E.E.S...Why couldn't Akihiko be here? He understands Amada a lot better then she does.

To give the S.E.E.S. Ice Queen some credit, though, she does manage to look concerned.]

[cadetshota.livejournal.com]

[Larsa is coming up behind him, watching him drag his feet.]

As young as we are... it should come as no surprise that our studies are incomplete.

[busies.livejournal.com]

[Ken stops to turn around to see who's talking to him and is quite surprised to see someone around his age.]

I know but... isn't it okay to get to have long breaks between our studies?