Post by Juon on Mar 10, 2016 15:00:04 GMT
Caped Crusaders
+ Description: You’ve been invited to join the Guardians! A fancy envelope enclosed by a wax seal greets you in homeroom, announcing your invitation formally, suggesting that you should report to the planetarium after school to be inducted and receive your Guardian cape from Kirishigi-sensei.
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+ Requirements: Must meet minimum AP requirement for joining, tag Admin for end post
Corea Juon stared down at the envelope on his desk as he'd stopped dead in front of it upon arriving to homeroom. Some of his other classmates he could already hear whispering about it to themselves--'What is that?' 'Isn't that a Guardians invitation?', 'Him, really?', 'Wow, the jellybean kid must really be someone.', 'I should be the one with that invitation.', 'What's he done to deserve that?', 'It's gotta be a mistake.'
He was almost afraid to pick it up, simply out of the fact that it would confirm his recognition of it. But as he finally did, he turned it over to indeed see that it was his name on the front, written in swooping roman letters in crisp black ink. He then took a glance about the room, only to see some wandering eyes trying to inconspicuously wander themselves away.
He promptly took his seat, shoving the envelope away into his backpack before anything else could be said.
"Aren'cha gunna open it?" Clip pestered him over lunch hour, which he had decided to take in the courtyard in solitude. He'd been making it a point to evade the letter all day, lest the words surrounding him continue. He didn't want to be bothered with that sort of thing, to have to deal with any of that; he would've preferred to just blend in quietly, but now this had had to go and happen.
"I was just... waiting until I was alone," Juon snapped back, eyeing his Guardian Character with irritation.
Leaning over with the envelope grasped in both hands, Juon bowed his head, sighing, before eventually pulling off the wax seal, only to pull out the letter--which was hand-written on fine parchment--inside, unfolding it carefully and giving it a once-over. Invited to join the Guardians, indeed... but what did that mean, really?
The Guardians were a student organization to help protect student privacy and rights; which, as noble as their caused seemed, they often ended up being seen more as celebrities around the school, moving about with their flashy capes, their ins with teachers, their...
Another sigh. What had warranted this, anyway? He wasn't spectacular, by any means, nor did he want to be. He did decently in classes, sure, but there were plenty others who were better achievers. He wasn't any kind of star on the swim team, being one of the slowest members and showing very minimal improvement since joining. And he didn't exactly participate in school events, or... anything, really.
Frankly, he just wanted to be left alone. He didn't want this responsibility--more responsibility, rather; he had too much already. The reason he'd come to this school in the first place was to attempt to escape some of what; but obviously it wasn't working. He couldn't see anything about this that appealed to him, frankly, except maybe for...
... the fact that it would look great on applications. He so desperately wanted to go to a good school after graduation; he was aiming for a Tokyo school--any of them, really. And, in truth, all of the traits he'd just been mentally listing out about how not special he was could likely be balanced out by this title: it could really help him, in the long run. He figured he might be able to help people, too; even though he hated the idea of having to take that on, it sounded like a nice idea, in theory. Though the idea of having to wear that ugly, flashy cape was appalling to him; he likely wouldn't agree to anything unless that was optional for casual scenarios.
"What's it say, what's it say?" Clip continued to pester, floating rapidly around him like an annoying fly. Juon swatted him away, before leaning back on the bench, letting his head droop over the back edge as he turned his eyes to the sky. Clip then floated down to try and catch a better view of the letter, tipping his head to the side with curiosity. "What a pain... you're going to do it, right?"
Juon had gone through the rest of the day in agony; every fiber of his being told him that he didn't want to do this, but the logical part of his brain said that it was the best thing to do, that it was a great opportunity for his success. He'd barely been able to stay focused in classes, and had even gone so far as to skip last hour, resorting instead to returning to his dormroom to sulk about the idea until he came to his final decision.
But in the end, his feet had picked him up and sent him down the stairwell, out of the dormitory building, and around toward the Planetarium. He'd only been in here once before--accompanied by someone who he imagined would make a much better candidate for a Guardian than he would--and staring up at the building alone felt oddly daunting.
He ended up standing out in front of the doors for longer than he would've expected--he'd insisted that Clip be left at home, to which his Guardian Character had indulged him and agreed (for once), so as not to spoil whatever was about to happen. Considering that Clip was on board with the idea for the sake of the potential good that might come out of it ('Do it for yourself!' he'd prompted; 'For your own sake, for your own benefit!', even though that likely wasn't the point of the Guardians at all), he'd complied at the idea of keeping out of it, so long as Juon actually went forward with it.
Even as he entered the doors, he was still reluctant. The sound of the hinges echoed throughout the small lobby, and he peered around in the dim light for any signs of activity. "Hello?" he prompted a little uneasily. Heading a bit further in, Juon rounded the corner out into the main amphitheater, stopping at the top and ending up staring into the projection that shone overhead, distracted; it got him every time.
hi Keiko :^)