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( the test drive meme )

This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the applications open, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.

Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun! Feel free to consult the institute tour and dorm guide for setting info. We also encourage you to check out the "!!event" tag on the IC comms to brush up on the story so far.

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[comparative_insanity]

For a moment he's busy studying the cut in avid fascination, and then shakes his head and happily accepts the rag from the raven, starting to wrap his hand up.

"It really was very sharp. I mean, obviously I knew that, but I didn't expect it to cut so deep." He needs to stop sounding so fascinated about it, really. "But it's okay, really, I'm rather used to accidents. And this doesn't hurt too badly. And it's only my left hand, so it's not like I use it for anything important."

[bearablefate]

Overhead cabinets flap open and shut when Ms. Carver shuffles by, peering inside for something in particular. Eventually, one cabinet with a first-aid kit opens, and she makes a pleased Aha!.

The broom lightly swats at a student trying to get a better look, and the raven hops around. "Pay more attention! Caw! You're going to get us in trouble with administration!" She pecks sharply at Fai's uninjured hand.

Ms. Carver casually backhands the bird away as she shuffles up to the table, but... that's not the first-aid kit she has. She has two unlabeled jars, one full of a semi-opaque jelly-like greenish substance, and the other with round, bumpy dark brown things about the size of a marble. The lady opens the first jar, and it smells something like lilies.

"How out your hand, now."

[comparative_insanity]

He only giggles and draws his hand to himself as the raven pecks at it, not looking overly worried. The school's medical staff know who he is. He usually manages to get hurt somehow on a regular basis.

And now observe the boy giving those jars the skeptical look of any science-inclined youth faced with something that doesn't look very modern, but at the same time the curiosity of someone who really wants to know what that is for. And she's a teacher, right? Surely she wouldn't do anything unhygienic to his hand that would risk hurting it. So where's the harm? And so he gingerly holds out his hand toward her.

"Ah, what is that, exactly?"

[bearablefate]

Ms. Carver gave a big, mostly-toothless smile and laughed to herself, the ehehehehe sounding perhaps a tad too much like a cackle.

"Oh, it's just a little home remedy. The people I give it to have found it quite effective over the few decades." Decades? Other people?

The raven indignantly flutters to perch on her head as the teacher wipes excess blood away with the rag, then slathers a glop of the 'medicine' in the wound. It burned rather than stung. The old lady started unscrewing the cap of the second jar, and would be jamming one of odd, lumpy things in the student's month the instant he started to speak. This time, it smelled a lot like beached kelp.