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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2015 8:30 am
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It was about time that Amityville did something about his absenteeism and less than satisfactory grades. Helki figured when he received the letter that informed him about the academy's decision to pair him up with a mentor, a Year Two monster, in the hope that such an arrangement would help to get him settled in better. Fearing that he would run into Zaire and Jory, he had been skipping classes, holing himself up in his room and only leaving it when he needed to stock up on necessities like food.
At this point, it wasn't so much of him not wanting to get on with his life. He just, for reasons unknown to even himself, couldn't. Perhaps some part of him still stubbornly hoped that Zaire would notice what had become of him and do something about it. He really should know better given how well he knew the mahamba. Zaire was way more stubborn than that and he wasn't ever coming back.
Now that things had come to this, it was increasingly apparent that he was running out of time. If he didn't pull up his socks soon, the next letter he received from the academy might very well be the one telling him to pack up and head home. He couldn't let that happen so even though he had a feeling that this mentorship arrangement wasn't going to work out, he decided to show up anyway.
"Are you... Tavi?" He asked tentatively, a small smile on his face as he lifted a hand to scratch the back of his head. Now that he thought of it, he couldn't even remember when was the last time he had a bath. Was it a fortnight ago? A month even?
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