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Head feeling cloudier than a smoggy autumn day in London, with eyes holding more baggage than a prom queen on holiday, the gloomy sophomore could barely pull himself up from his dreary courtyard catnap. He knew his hair was a mess, he knew his clothes were getting wrinkles, he knew that he looked pale as death and that he was counting up too many absences, but it was becoming more difficult to give a dam the busier he got. How in the nine hell's had his schedule even filled up so?! Originally it was just classes. Then a gardening club. Then a hiking club that related to his studies anyways, so whatever. THEN the school counselor was laying heavy vibe suggestions pushing him into this “hereafter” cult. Now Media club and drama? HOW EVEN?! SERIOUSLY?
As a full time student—scratch that—a physically vulnerable full time student, he already had his hands full with homework alone and at that he had ALREADY skipped classes for extra rest! But now? He didn’t even have after school time to relax at home and Julian and Tomo was doing all his gardening!
UGH talk about infuriating.

Raking his claws fingers through his hair, he let out a ragged exhausting sigh, feeling more like he was expelling what little was left of his soul. Chester honestly had no idea how he was going to fit his new part time job into his very stretched schedule. He would probably have to drop a class altogether. After all, this job with Mukuchi was so important and there was no way he was passing up such an opportunity. But now he worried whether he would be able to handle this.

Struggling to even lift his leaden feet off the ground, he drifted through the halls like a miasmic plague as he made his way towards the library. His throat was raw, he needed some tea, probably a substantial snack so cafeteria would likely have been best, but the Library was always a much more welcome escape from all the noise. That and he had a fair bit more to check out and read up on.

Stopping by his locker long enough to grab the five texts he had previously borrowed, he continued on towards the carpeted quiet sanctum of knowledge. Tipping his returns into the bin and wincing at the deep crashing, he turned heel and made his slow and dreary way towards his objective subjects.

He was just SOOOOooooo tired… and the pressure building in his head and chest were alarm bells that really needed to just SHUT UP for a minute! Not to mention the growing whispers that wouldn’t leave him the EFF alone! Ugh he could feel the shadows pulling at his feet like walking through tar or maple syrup.

Dragging himself up and down the aisles, fingers running along endless titles as he drew a few random basics, he had collected quite a hoard for himself by the time he figured that he had more than enough. After all, he still had to carry all this shit home.

On his way back through the library towards the Sign outs, his foot caught hold (or rather something caught hold of his foot) and he stumbled forward crashing into another student as his eight thick titles loudly clattered to the floor.

“AUGH!!! IDIOCY!” He growled swearing in draconic as he stumbled to push himself from his pile on the floor, beyond frustrated with himself.

Pushing himself to his knee and sweeping his black mop from his face, he released another aggravated sigh as he began gathering his fallen materials.

“Ugh… My apologies, Rough day…” He managed in a raw scratchy voice, glancing up to the person he had bumped into, “You Good?”
 

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"So, which one showed the most similarities to your culture?" Will thought.​
"Hmm... There was the one that talked about dragons having a sort of 'leading mother,' but in the case of me and my siblings, the 'mother' part is literal," Rystivum thought. "That's pretty much where the similarities end."
"I see..."
Will had spent the last half an hour perusing the academy's library in search of books talking about draconic cultures. He was trying to see how other cultures compared to Rystivum's. They skimmed through a couple dozen books, with Rystivum making comments along the way. In the end, the similarities were sparse.
As Will turned around the corner of a bookshelf, a man crashed into him. He stumbled backwards and managed to keep his footing. The man fell to the ground, his books tumbling to the floor. As Will leaned down to pick up the books, something the man said caught his attention.
Will stood up. "It's alright, I'm fine," he said. He handed the man's books back to him. "Excuse me, but what you said just now... it sounded vaguely draconic in nature. Would you happen to be a dragon? Or, do you have some sort of relation toward dragons?"
 

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Upon confirmation that the victimized party in question hadn't sustained damage, Chest counted that among his few of fewer victories, rubbing his eye and piling a third book in his arms.

But his weary aggravation quickly paled to a discomforted panic as his eyes widened and his palor deepened to a sickly grey.

"W-what? D-draconic? haha no no... whatever gave you that idea?! ha. ha" his fake chalky laugh choking his throat as he swiped his books a little faster.

Now avoiding the man's gaze altogether, he focused intently on the task at hand, sweat pearling on his brow.

"J-Just a normal h-human guy, g-going about his b-business! Reading normal b-books! haha whatever gave you that idea?" He laughed again, glancing back up briefly, but his false smile faltered upon his thought that he was repeating himself again.

"S-sorry again! I-I'll just take that! Thank you! Sorry!" Grabbing up the last few texts And tripping to his feet, the awkward stumbling stuttering Mayfield attempted his escape.
 

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"Wow," Rystivum thought. "And I thought you were a bad liar."
"I'm not a bad liar. Anyway, this guy seems really adamant that he didn't speak in a draconic language, but I know what I heard. I'm gonna try to get more information out of him without being too pushy." Will then said out loud, "Alright, alright. I believe you. Must've misheard or something.
"Hey, if you don't mind me asking, did something happen to your right eye? I'm very observant when it comes to people's eyes because... well, y'know." Will gestured to the large scar running through where his left eye should've been. "What's your name, by the way? I'm Will." He reached out his hand for the man to shake.
 
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