Midday, the sun was high in the sky, and the snow seemed glistening from the high treetops. the trees were standing tall and looming over everything like ancient guardians watching closely. The air was cool and refreshing and the ground was littered with brown leaves and pines small foliage bushes and gatherings of snow that had fallen from the trees was visibly scattered all across the forest floor. The small walking paths was perfect for short brisk walks. several civilians walked around the roads taking in the scenery and relaxing on the benches placed on the side of the paths, with several meters in between.
In the distance one could see the city buildings surrounding the Nimbus Delectatio, in another angle one could see the tall, darker areas of the district which was the more lucrative place one would go if they wanted danger in the middle of the village. Great beasts and dangerous animals loomed in midst that area. This place was on the side of it, connected by a long river running between them and into several large ponds in each area.
The trees were shorter, and had strange formations, making it almost seem unnatural.
It was on such a small walking street Suzaku Keiji was walking with his apparent new student, his own little subject of teaching and learning. Here he was with a most inexperienced individual and he was with the task of teaching her to become a proper mednin, he had to mold her knowledge and her skills, teach her the substance and the material. He wasn't directly pleased with the idea. But he gulped the insecurity and decided to do what he could. During his own training he had gone through several senseis. All gone to this day. And here he was, in a reversed scenario. He didn't want to leave, he didn't want another to experience what he had, if anything he wanted to stay and stay strong, for his new student, and his friends. There was too much horror and too much death in the world to let a scarred mind not heal, to not give time and thought to those that mattered.
By his side the small brown furred dog walked carelessly and with a head held high, and ears perked and leaning towards Keiji, as she was listening in closely with what the talks were about, every once in awhile she would look up towards Keiji and he would look back down while he talked casually, then looking back to Mirame.
In his mind he sighed as the continued talk with her began to take a different turn from loose non-essential subjects.
((Just answer them, like you did at the Interview, but in a vocal manner))
Looking at her with a serious glare he asked the next question, one that took the whole discussion to whole other degree.
"How much death, and bloody scenes have you witnessed?"
His question was asked in a serious manner. He wanted to know how she would react in a situation where either death is inevitable or is so close that the life itself is near-gone from a subject. Her answer would help him find out what kind of steps would be the most appropriate to take when molding her.
[OOC: And enter, Mirame~]
In the distance one could see the city buildings surrounding the Nimbus Delectatio, in another angle one could see the tall, darker areas of the district which was the more lucrative place one would go if they wanted danger in the middle of the village. Great beasts and dangerous animals loomed in midst that area. This place was on the side of it, connected by a long river running between them and into several large ponds in each area.
The trees were shorter, and had strange formations, making it almost seem unnatural.
It was on such a small walking street Suzaku Keiji was walking with his apparent new student, his own little subject of teaching and learning. Here he was with a most inexperienced individual and he was with the task of teaching her to become a proper mednin, he had to mold her knowledge and her skills, teach her the substance and the material. He wasn't directly pleased with the idea. But he gulped the insecurity and decided to do what he could. During his own training he had gone through several senseis. All gone to this day. And here he was, in a reversed scenario. He didn't want to leave, he didn't want another to experience what he had, if anything he wanted to stay and stay strong, for his new student, and his friends. There was too much horror and too much death in the world to let a scarred mind not heal, to not give time and thought to those that mattered.
By his side the small brown furred dog walked carelessly and with a head held high, and ears perked and leaning towards Keiji, as she was listening in closely with what the talks were about, every once in awhile she would look up towards Keiji and he would look back down while he talked casually, then looking back to Mirame.
In his mind he sighed as the continued talk with her began to take a different turn from loose non-essential subjects.
- "So who were your parents and what happened to them?"
- "Do you have any siblings?"
- "Have you read any books on medicin?"
- "Do you have many friends in the Academy?"
- "Are there any senseis at the Academy that you especially liked?"
- "What made you want to join the Medical Branch?"
- "Why the interest in the Harvesters?"
((Just answer them, like you did at the Interview, but in a vocal manner))
Looking at her with a serious glare he asked the next question, one that took the whole discussion to whole other degree.
"How much death, and bloody scenes have you witnessed?"
His question was asked in a serious manner. He wanted to know how she would react in a situation where either death is inevitable or is so close that the life itself is near-gone from a subject. Her answer would help him find out what kind of steps would be the most appropriate to take when molding her.
[OOC: And enter, Mirame~]