it's just within reach (open) Dec 14, 2016 2:18:30 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2016 2:18:30 GMT -6
Nagi tapped the armrest with a finger his other hand propping his elbow up on the other arm of the chair. In his lap a book lay cracked open with the newspaper on top of it. Wedged between his leg and the arm of the chair a journal had fallen down and he made no movement to fix it. To be precise if anyone in the Common Room was paying any attention at all they might have noticed the boy had been transfixed on the fire place for several minutes now.
Christmas Break was approaching and the Seventh Year knew what that meant. He'd be expected to go home to the family shrine in Japan. His mother's side of the family had been insistent that he always came for New Years once they realized he was a seer. They'd be insistent in a lot of things he wasn't very interested in-- priesthood and all that. Nagihiko had no interest in the traditional part of Japanese religion and magic that his mother's side deemed he was destined for. There was nothing to be gained from living life in a temple.
He'd never made his stance clear as his parents already looked at him in disdain. There wasn't another reason to give them something they can say he wasn't holding his end up of--Whatever that meant. After graduation, however, he'd already decided firmly what he was going to do. And it was none of the things on the list of theirs that they had set up for him--He was going to exceed even that. It meant a lot of planning, however, and that was something he was good at.
Nagihiko 'hmmed' at the thought, finally moving slightly to grab the notepad from beside him. He glanced over the sprawl there-- written in flowing kana to prevent prying eyes from reading it. If there was one good thing about knowing a second language it really was that writing it kept people from being nosy. "That'll do for now," he mumbled to himself, peeling his eyes away from the paper as he shut the journal with a snap. He gathered the book and newspaper up as well and shoved them in his bookbag before closing it and sitting back in his seat.
He turned his attention back to the fire with no intention of moving yet unless otherwise disturbed.
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