inspirethefire: (Just how it goes)
田中一 ([personal profile] inspirethefire) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs 2014-07-23 05:13 am (UTC)

Hajime watched him go, smile fading. Yes, definitely, he'd see him again soon, one way or another.

Left alone, Hajime finally went about picking up the books Ishida had kicked over the floor. His cheek and jaw throbbed, his split lip swelling outward whilst he took his time with the task.

Odds were, this was another joke of the school's inexplicable whim. He'd seen it bind the body and torture the flesh, but to completely erase the memories of a person, rewriting their history as it saw fit... the danger nexus that was Smash Academy was more terrifying than he had imagined.

Surely, the effects would wear off soon, as all these things did. If not, well. Hajime would make good on his promises, one way or another.

He realigned his stack of study material on the desk, and sat, staring at the page before him. For a long few moments, he remained still, before his back hunched, an he put his head in his hands.

Yes, he'd just have to wait for things to play out. He had no other power here.

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