Mitsuru 009 // See No Fail, Speak No Fail

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[This has been a poor start to her day off. Sundays were one of the few, rare, moments where Mitsuru could take her time with waking up. Which, she did enjoy at first. Right up until she stretched and yawned-

Or tried to yawn. That had been when she'd realized that her voice didn't work; almost like all the nerves to it had been cut off, leaving her mute. And then, she was shocked into full wakefulness when she realized that she also couldn't hear or feel Artemisia in the back of her mind.

So, perhaps understandably, Mitsuru is not in the best, or most alert of moods as she steps into the cafeteria for breakfast.]

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[Once she translates those signs, Mitsuru pulls out her paper pad, and pulls up a chair all in one smooth motion before sitting down and placing the pad on the table between them.]



[She writes that down first, but after pausing a moment, writes something else down as well.]

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[He takes out his own pad - even if he's not all that close to Rion, he's seen him carry it around often enough to bring one out when he woke up silent.]

Yeah. And thanks; I've been practicing.

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[Her expression wavers again when she writes that. 'Unpleasant' was still something of a misnomer. Waking up without a presence that had been quietly by her side for the past ten years? It was almost like realizing that she'd lost a hand while she was sleeping.]

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[Minato can't even begin to imagine what Mitsuru might be going through. If his own inability to hear the voices that had only been at his side for a year are getting to him this badly, what about someone who's had a shadowed presence for half her life?]

Likewise. Hopefully, this one won't last a whole month - if nothing else,
I'd hate to see how Garden would have to recover from having to suspend
classes for so long.

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[That pensive, worried look stays on her face for a moment longer. Right up until she sees the next thing he's written; that's when her eyes snap open, and she trades one expression out for another. In this case, borderline horrified shock.]



[She writes that out MUCH quicker.]

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[...okay, maybe he shouldn't have written out his guess. Still, he takes some time writing it down properly.]

I haven't heard anything official yet, but it's what's most likely.
I went to the Infirmary first thing in the morning, and they were already
attending others, to no avail. And sure, our being unable to talk or cast magic
is a mild inconvenience, but what about those who can't see beyond their noses?
Or the ones sped up or slowed down? Or the ones too moody or confused to take
notes properly?

Suspending classes is the only sensible option.

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[She's starting to feel a headache build up in her forehead as she reads that. This is not the sort of thing she was planning to substitute Artemisia with. Notes, lectures, books, all the things that were useful for taking one's mind off things.]



[And that's as far as she gets before breaking off to massage her temples briefly.]

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[Minato sighs. Well, he makes the motion, though obviously no sound comes out of his mouth.]

I know, senpai. I'd rather they keep the schedule as normal too, if 
only to fill the silence.

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[She's able to pick up the gesture, even with the lack of sound.]



[A moment of thought, and then,]