CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: THE LANGUAGE BARRIER REINSTATED

[intercom_voice]

[Today, something somewhere went wrong. On the evening on the 15th, any bilingual (or otherwise) knowledge granted by the Campus has simply...disappeared. At least for anybody walking by the North Wing.]

Tja ... det här kommer att lägga sordin på våra studier, är nu inte det?

[Translation: Well...this is going to put a damper on our studies, now isn't it?]

((ooc: So! For the next 5 days (the 15th~20th), your character officially only knows their native tongue. Aka, whatever language they primarily grew up with. They can no longer read, speak, or understand any other language but.

For fun you can even use Google Translate to show what your character is speaking at a glance! Don't worry, we all know it's probably gibberish :P

If you go the Google route, please be sure to put a translation at the bottom. If not, then please take care to specify what language your character is speaking in at the start of every thread.

If you have any questions, just head to the mod plurk or send this account a PM, but most importantly--have fun!))

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[fluffydeathdealer]

[He shakes his head. Hm. How to explain this? Tracing an x in the air, he repeats the word again.]

Ki.

[Aka: He has none.]

[inheritedburden]

...What?

[Unfortunately, seeing as "having none" is a completely unheard of concept, Tenar doesn't get it. At best, he can guess the guy is trying to say he's not trained.

But there's no way... after all, he can sense it pretty easily.

Oh well. That isn't what he wanted to know anyway. Tenar bounces it a couple of times, then points at Bakura questioningly again.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He shrugs in confusion, then points at the ball and traces the x again.]

[inheritedburden]

[...Okay, this isn't going to work.

Tenar dispels the ki ball, then disappears into the Campus for a moment. When he returns, he sits back down in his place, holding up a baseball he found. After pointing at it for a moment, he tosses it over to Bakura lightly.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He catches it with ease, staring at it. Huh. So the guy wanted to see if he could juggle? Not with his feet, but he's pretty good with his hands. Throwing things is one of the few skills he's honestly really good at. Catching... a little less so, but he still doesn't drop it.]

[inheritedburden]

[He grins a little, nodding and pointing at the ball, then Bakura.]

Can you?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heh. [Well then. He'll give it a shot. He'd probably be more comfortable juggling knives, but he doesn't mind trying this. Though it's probably painfully slow to Tenar, he's fast as humans go, catching and tossing the ball with ease.

Though he does stick to his hands.]

[inheritedburden]

[Slow it is, but he doesn't seem to mind that much, just putting his feet together again and leaning on his hands to watch.

He's never actually seen a human juggle -- or, really, done much with humans besides his mother. So he seems curious about it all the same.]

Is that as fast as you can go?

[Doesn't stop him from acting his age a little, though.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...?

[He can tell from the tone that he's being snarked at. In response, he does go faster, pushing his speed limits to the maximum he can handle. It's a little difficult with his arm still suffering from whiplash, but he's nothing if not stubborn.]

How's that?

[inheritedburden]

Still pretty slow! But I guess that's not bad!

[Even despite the snark, it is a genuine compliment. Admittedly, even Surito couldn't really juggle.

He holds out his hand, as if offering to catch it if Bakura throws it.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heh. [In one fluid movement, he catches and throws the ball towards Tenar.]

[inheritedburden]

[Without breaking stride, Tenar catches the ball and begins juggling it himself, bouncing it off his feet and head like before.

Heheh... this is kinda fun. Maybe they've got a game!]

Watch this.

[And he'll just be kicking the ball up high, then catching it to juggle a little more traditionally, though at a speed that's probably at least a little surprising.]

Tada~!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[That speed-! It's impressive... and inhuman. Then this kid isn't just a sorceror, he's something else. Something special. But what?

Regardless, the actions get lazy applause from him.]

[inheritedburden]

[He sticks his tongue out, then tosses the ball up again. Holding his hand up, palm flat, he waits until the ball hits it, then snaps up his fingers to send it flying at Bakura.

Thankfully, slow enough for him to grab it, as Tenar doesn't want to smack him right in the nose.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Though slow by Tenar's standards, Bakura's hand snaps out by reflex to grab the ball. The movement translates almost instinctively back into juggling, and this time, he tries incorporating a few tricks into it. It's higher and more showy than before, that's for sure.]

Hehe!

[inheritedburden]

[He claps a little at the tricks, grinning widely and leaning forward some again.]

You're pretty good!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He can tell that he's being praised, and his lips twitch up into a pleased smirk. Catching the ball, he tosses it underhand back to Tenar.]

Catch-!

[inheritedburden]

[He catches it easily, once more going into his own juggling and clearly having fun with this little game.]

Ba-ku-raaaa...

[He's mostly just sounding out the name now that he's half-focused. It's a weird kind of name (at least to him), and trying to sound out the syllables of it seems to be amusing him somehow.

Is this kid really 13?]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[The kid acts much younger. Despite his confirmation of his age, Bakura can't help but wonder if he messed up on asking. Tenar surely can't be that old. Most out of amusement than anything else, he tosses the act back, drawing out Tenar's name.]

Te-na-re...

[inheritedburden]

["Tenare?"]

Tenar! Tennn-aaarrrr!

[His name doesn't have an e, you silly silly person.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Tch... Te... Te-nerrrr.

[...it's no good, it's really stupid hard to pronounce right now.]

[inheritedburden]

[Hm... maybe it's because of his weird language thing. Tenar shrugs a little, then tosses the ball back lightly.]

It sounds weird with you saying it.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[How do you think he feels, kid? You're speaking his name with ENGLISH INFLECTIONS. Catching the ball, he vaults to his feet this time to resume juggling it.]

[inheritedburden]

[English is all that he's ever known, considering all of his world seems to speak it.

Or at the least, the people he met when he wasn't living like a recluse in the forest.

He leans back on his arms, watching Bakura juggle with a slight tilt of his head. This is kind of fun, seeing just how much he can do and trying to control how much HE does so he doesn't break the ball or something.]

I should get another one of these things...

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Even so, the inflections of it were totally off compared to the language he now knew. If he hadn't known it wasn't his language, he'd have been less bothered by it, but the fact that his mental perception of how to speak has been totally thrown off... He fumbles the ball in his irritation at the situation, but catches it with his foot and knocks it back up to catch it again.

Don't touch the floor. That's a rule he just came up with.]