[log] Oshitari Kenya, Saeki Koujirou
When/Where: 01.03.11 / Dusk Dorms
Rating/Warning: G / None
What: Oshitari Kenya and Saeki Koujirou meet in their room for the first time.
Note: We need a 'Saeki' tag, please~. ♥
Three flights of stairs was going to take some getting used to.
Not that Oshitari Kenya was as lazy as his cousin, really. But after spending a month getting used to the first floor - and then two months away from the school completely - it was odd to be making a trek upstairs to his own room. The trip had previously been reserved only to go to Yuushi's room, after all, and the cousin-vampires never spent any time there.
Worse, Yuushi's new room was right across from Kenya's old. The blonde vampire still wasn't entirely convinced that the headmaster wasn't intentionally tormenting his charges.
Why else would the man even give an empath a roommate? Kenya sighed, then reminded himself for the umpteenth time that Yuushi was 'fond' of Saeki Koujirou, and had asked that Kenya be nice to the common vampire. He'd agreed to not 'bite' - verbally or otherwise. And the other had said online that his stuff was no longer spread all over the room. Not that Kenya hadn't been tempted to stay in Yuushi's room regardless. His cousin had been warm, the both of them sated from feeding, and if Kenya wasn't keenly aware that he was not Akutsu Jin's floor, the blonde would have just slept in his cousin's bed.
But he didn't want to deal with the Guardian first thing after break.
In fact, he wanted to avoid the snarly Turned all together.
Pausing long enough to dig his key out his pocket, Kenya rapped once on the door to let the other, if he were even in the room, know he was coming and cracked open the door. Sure enough, things were clean. "Huh," he started, glancing around briefly as he shut the door behind him, then to the second occupant of the room. "Yo."
"Hey. " Saeki smiled. Roomie-san. Or rather, Kenya.
He hadn't really talked to this guy before, but he had heard stuff, and that had kind of formed a mental picture of sorts. The real thing was much different than the mental picture. How to put it? He was expecting someone older/serious looking. Then again he had only heard bits and pieces from Yuushi.
The room was thankfully all ordered now. "Sorry about the mess before." It was not a great first impression to have the guy come to a cluttered room, but whatever was done was done; there was no point in fussing about it. There hadn't been much going on with him these days. It had been a bit since he had last seen Yuushi even, which was a bit worrisome, since he could only hope the guy was doing ok after what happened at the party.
Break ending was always a sad thing. Maybe the change of rooms was not all that bad. Talking to a new face after break was kind of fun. That and he had been a bit curious about this guy anyway.
Kenya took a small step back, his shields immediately shifting under the influx of the surface emotions a new-and-unfamiliar person. One that he was going to be around for the next several days. Weeks, even.
Well, there was no time like the present to build up the necessary tolerance to the other's temperament.
He let the shields drop slightly and caught a faint wisp of recognition, a bit of surprise, curiosity - Ah, right. Yuushi had probably told the other about him, in some regard, the same as the elder of the cousins had told Kenya about Saeki. If the blonde vampire didn't know better, he'd ask his cousin if he'd gotten together with a certain headmaster and set this up.
Kenya certainly wouldn't put it past Yuushi.
Or the headmaster, come to think.
"Yeah, it's fine. Was just a little surprised to come back upstairs to the room and find more stuff," he shrugged, cutting across the room to his own bed. "Went and slept on Yuushi for awhile instead. Figured you'd probably need some space or something to get stuff sorted."
Sleeping on Yuushi did sound like a good idea. "Oh." The cousins were pretty close-knit, weren't they? He didn't even know where Yuushi's new room was. He figured he should check it out when he got time. "It's cool. I mean, the sorting is done now. " And hopefully it would stay like that for the next two weeks at least.
Right. Where were his manners, "Uh. We should exchange names." he smiled, bit sheepish. "Saeki Kojirou. " He already knew Kenya's but a formal introduction never hurt. "Call me Sae, Saeki, anything is fine." He wondered what Kenya's abilities were. If they were similar to Yuushi's then, well, it would be more than just a little troublesome. Then again, he figured he could get used to it. He would have to, since he was living with the guy now.
They had plenty of time to get to know each other better.
"Oshitari Kenya." Kenya kicked off his trainers and toed them under the bedframe. He flopped down on the bed, sitting on the edge of the mattress so that he was turned to face Saeki. "But I'm sure Yuushi already told you that," the blonde grinned.
"Kenya's good. Calling me 'Oshitari' gets too confusing when Yuushi and I are both around."
Not that the two of them couldn't usually discern which one was wanted; there were advantages to their psionics, headaches aside. Though speaking of... Kenya shifted and rested his elbow on a knee, chin on his fist. "Kinda curious as to what else he's told you, really."
First names were not something one would usually be calling, but it made sense when Kenya put it that way. "Ok, Kenya then. " Saeki smiled. The guy was, he decided, someone who seemed easy to be around. Good for him, "Umm, what else eh?" he thought, lying on his bed now. "Just bits and pieces really... " he mused. Yuushi was the kind who listened more than talked, at least around him.
"I kind of got the feeling you get to baby sit him a lot."
It wasn't surprising, the blonde decided, that Yuushi hadn't said much, but it was also not very helpful. On one hand, Kenya didn't announce his abilities to many people; his cousins were aware, of course, of his empathy. But most of them understood that the empath didn't like to broadcast their skills.
Still... A roommate. One that Kenya was going to spend three or more months with. It would probably be easier for them both is Saeki had some idea what he was going to have to deal with.
The blonde had to laugh though, and nod his head. "Suppose you could say that. Yuu- Yuushi needs someone to keep an eye on him, yeah?" Kenya sighed, running fingers through his hair. "We look after each other. Usually."
"It's nice to have that. " Yuushi, for one, needed someone like that. It was an honest opinion, and while he had taken an interest in the guy, it was not his place yet. He was still just getting to know the guy. They all knew what happened when Kenya wasn't around.
He couldn't help but wonder what the guy's abilities were. Yuushi had told him nothing about those. But it would be rude to just ask, wouldn't it? "Will be counting on you to look after me too," he grinned.
Kenya raised one eyebrow, bemused. "Not sure I'm the most reliable person to do that," he pointed out evenly. "Ended up having to disappear on Yuushi last term." And they had all seen how well that had turned out.
The blonde frowned thoughtfully. He wasn't planning on letting his shields get stretched so thin that they broke down again, but planning on it's own wasn't going to be enough. "Look, you already know I'm an aristocrat. I'm going to guess Yuushi didn't tell you what I do, right?" he wagered.
"No, he didn't. " Which meant that Kenya was possibly going to. Or the guy wouldn't have brought up the topic. Kenya was giving him the opening to ask. "Is it something like Yuushi's?" The guy looked-- How to put it? A bit uneasy? He couldn't tell. Funny. In a commoners circle like his, just having an ability was something so amazing, yet those who had it were somehow bogged by them sometimes.
Kenya's grin was wry as he admitted, "Yeah, we're both 'paths." Even as he spoke, he drew his shields back slightly to better gauge the other's reactions. It wasn't as if he and Yuushi having similiar powers was surprising news. Psionics ran in the Oshitari bloodline.
"He's a telepath; I'm an empath."
Paths. Made sense. Saeki blinked. Ok, not really. It took him two minutes to process that. A telepath would mean reading minds, which he knew Yuushi did only too well. What did empaths do then? "Right. " he nodded anyway. This guy had better not be reading his mind right now; if possible, he would actually like to keep his slow comprehending skills a secret.
"Empath as in?" It kinda made sense to just ask.
Kenya closed his eyes and pushed Saeki's wave of confusion out of his mind. 'Empath' was a vague term. Especially since, psychopaths and certain disorders aside, almost everyone felt some level of empathy towards others -- even if that feeling was just an intellectual understanding of another person's emotions and not a vicarous experience of them. Kenya's ability, however, leaped from 'vicarous-and-intellectual-understanding' of emotions outside of himself to 'unable-to-discern-from-his-own' emotions.
"Empath as in I feel other people's emotions," he expained carefully, "the same way Yuushi can read people's thoughts. They're inside my head. If I'm not careful, then I feel them all the time, whether I want to or not."
Ok. So that wouldn't quite be the same as reading him like an open book. Of course it could come close, but yeah, he was so much worse off around Yuushi - not that it had created any problems so far actually. He still liked being around that guy whether or not said guy chose to read his head. "I think I get that. " Saeki smiled. It was different and yet similar. Yuushi had the same problem too, right? Reading when he had no intentions to. He wondered if Kenya liked his ability.
"Is it tough?"
Kenya gave a wry smile. "Very."
He had just spent the past two months recovering from over-exhertion of his shields, so even that was an understatement. "It doesn't turn off," the blonde shrugged, straightening and running fingers through his hair. "Kinda like having a radio on in the background all the time, but it's stuck between stations. I get a lot of noise. A little bit of this, a little bit that. Nothing too clear unless I focus.
"Mostly I just concentrate on keeping the volume turned down, yeah?"
Made sense. Background noise. One didn't really have to understand any of it that way. Saeki glanced at the guy, "Has it always been this way?" He was curious about the cousins, and how these abilities worked. Mostly because he had never been especially close to royals in the first place. It was something that he just didn't know well.
Kenya considered, then nodded. "Been worse, really," he answered, intentionally vague. The blonde aristocrat tended to avoid discussing his abilities early development. He'd spent most of his time shut up in his room, with only family members coming in, until he'd learned to block both their emotions and the projections of his own.
And even now... "It only gets bad now when I'm really tired," he confessed with a grimace, "or I've been around people for too long. So, just wanted to warn you that if you notice your having mood swings, it might be because I'm not as in control as I should be."
That was new. Saeki blinked. So this guy could do more than just read moods? As in affect them? It sounded a bit far fetched, but then again, Kenya probably knew what he was talking about. "Will keep that in mind. " Saeki stretched a bit and yawned. Right now, he was in the mood for sleeping. Kenya should probably get some rest too. They couldn't have the guy getting too tired, now could they?
Surprised by that one, huh?
Kenya curled his lips into a small smirk; it wasn't like he was going to give up all his secrets at once. "Good. I don't really... Announce what I can do to people, usually, but," the blonde explained as he stood up and stretched his arms overhead, shirt riding up. "Figured it'd be better to give you a heads up. Since we're in the same room for the term and all."
Tugging at the hem of his shirt, Kenya glanced around the room again. His stuff was; his roommate's stuff appeared to be up... And the other was yawning. "Look, I'm gonna go grab a shower," the blonde grinned, indicating the attach bathroom, "and probably read a bit before I crash. I'll try not to keep you up."
Surprised yes. Talk about fancy powers. This guy could be really, really dangerous if he wanted to. Of course the Kenya in the room right now looked anything but, so Saeki saw no reason to flail. "Hai. You do that. " He fluffed his pillow. "Don't worry bout me, I mean." What he meant was that he could sleep though a little noise and light. "I'll go ahead and sleep," he mumbled before tugging out the blankets, just about unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it off before pulling the blankets over.
Sleep would definitely do some good.
Rating/Warning: G / None
What: Oshitari Kenya and Saeki Koujirou meet in their room for the first time.
Note: We need a 'Saeki' tag, please~. ♥
Three flights of stairs was going to take some getting used to.
Not that Oshitari Kenya was as lazy as his cousin, really. But after spending a month getting used to the first floor - and then two months away from the school completely - it was odd to be making a trek upstairs to his own room. The trip had previously been reserved only to go to Yuushi's room, after all, and the cousin-vampires never spent any time there.
Worse, Yuushi's new room was right across from Kenya's old. The blonde vampire still wasn't entirely convinced that the headmaster wasn't intentionally tormenting his charges.
Why else would the man even give an empath a roommate? Kenya sighed, then reminded himself for the umpteenth time that Yuushi was 'fond' of Saeki Koujirou, and had asked that Kenya be nice to the common vampire. He'd agreed to not 'bite' - verbally or otherwise. And the other had said online that his stuff was no longer spread all over the room. Not that Kenya hadn't been tempted to stay in Yuushi's room regardless. His cousin had been warm, the both of them sated from feeding, and if Kenya wasn't keenly aware that he was not Akutsu Jin's floor, the blonde would have just slept in his cousin's bed.
But he didn't want to deal with the Guardian first thing after break.
In fact, he wanted to avoid the snarly Turned all together.
Pausing long enough to dig his key out his pocket, Kenya rapped once on the door to let the other, if he were even in the room, know he was coming and cracked open the door. Sure enough, things were clean. "Huh," he started, glancing around briefly as he shut the door behind him, then to the second occupant of the room. "Yo."
"Hey. " Saeki smiled. Roomie-san. Or rather, Kenya.
He hadn't really talked to this guy before, but he had heard stuff, and that had kind of formed a mental picture of sorts. The real thing was much different than the mental picture. How to put it? He was expecting someone older/serious looking. Then again he had only heard bits and pieces from Yuushi.
The room was thankfully all ordered now. "Sorry about the mess before." It was not a great first impression to have the guy come to a cluttered room, but whatever was done was done; there was no point in fussing about it. There hadn't been much going on with him these days. It had been a bit since he had last seen Yuushi even, which was a bit worrisome, since he could only hope the guy was doing ok after what happened at the party.
Break ending was always a sad thing. Maybe the change of rooms was not all that bad. Talking to a new face after break was kind of fun. That and he had been a bit curious about this guy anyway.
Kenya took a small step back, his shields immediately shifting under the influx of the surface emotions a new-and-unfamiliar person. One that he was going to be around for the next several days. Weeks, even.
Well, there was no time like the present to build up the necessary tolerance to the other's temperament.
He let the shields drop slightly and caught a faint wisp of recognition, a bit of surprise, curiosity - Ah, right. Yuushi had probably told the other about him, in some regard, the same as the elder of the cousins had told Kenya about Saeki. If the blonde vampire didn't know better, he'd ask his cousin if he'd gotten together with a certain headmaster and set this up.
Kenya certainly wouldn't put it past Yuushi.
Or the headmaster, come to think.
"Yeah, it's fine. Was just a little surprised to come back upstairs to the room and find more stuff," he shrugged, cutting across the room to his own bed. "Went and slept on Yuushi for awhile instead. Figured you'd probably need some space or something to get stuff sorted."
Sleeping on Yuushi did sound like a good idea. "Oh." The cousins were pretty close-knit, weren't they? He didn't even know where Yuushi's new room was. He figured he should check it out when he got time. "It's cool. I mean, the sorting is done now. " And hopefully it would stay like that for the next two weeks at least.
Right. Where were his manners, "Uh. We should exchange names." he smiled, bit sheepish. "Saeki Kojirou. " He already knew Kenya's but a formal introduction never hurt. "Call me Sae, Saeki, anything is fine." He wondered what Kenya's abilities were. If they were similar to Yuushi's then, well, it would be more than just a little troublesome. Then again, he figured he could get used to it. He would have to, since he was living with the guy now.
They had plenty of time to get to know each other better.
"Oshitari Kenya." Kenya kicked off his trainers and toed them under the bedframe. He flopped down on the bed, sitting on the edge of the mattress so that he was turned to face Saeki. "But I'm sure Yuushi already told you that," the blonde grinned.
"Kenya's good. Calling me 'Oshitari' gets too confusing when Yuushi and I are both around."
Not that the two of them couldn't usually discern which one was wanted; there were advantages to their psionics, headaches aside. Though speaking of... Kenya shifted and rested his elbow on a knee, chin on his fist. "Kinda curious as to what else he's told you, really."
First names were not something one would usually be calling, but it made sense when Kenya put it that way. "Ok, Kenya then. " Saeki smiled. The guy was, he decided, someone who seemed easy to be around. Good for him, "Umm, what else eh?" he thought, lying on his bed now. "Just bits and pieces really... " he mused. Yuushi was the kind who listened more than talked, at least around him.
"I kind of got the feeling you get to baby sit him a lot."
It wasn't surprising, the blonde decided, that Yuushi hadn't said much, but it was also not very helpful. On one hand, Kenya didn't announce his abilities to many people; his cousins were aware, of course, of his empathy. But most of them understood that the empath didn't like to broadcast their skills.
Still... A roommate. One that Kenya was going to spend three or more months with. It would probably be easier for them both is Saeki had some idea what he was going to have to deal with.
The blonde had to laugh though, and nod his head. "Suppose you could say that. Yuu- Yuushi needs someone to keep an eye on him, yeah?" Kenya sighed, running fingers through his hair. "We look after each other. Usually."
"It's nice to have that. " Yuushi, for one, needed someone like that. It was an honest opinion, and while he had taken an interest in the guy, it was not his place yet. He was still just getting to know the guy. They all knew what happened when Kenya wasn't around.
He couldn't help but wonder what the guy's abilities were. Yuushi had told him nothing about those. But it would be rude to just ask, wouldn't it? "Will be counting on you to look after me too," he grinned.
Kenya raised one eyebrow, bemused. "Not sure I'm the most reliable person to do that," he pointed out evenly. "Ended up having to disappear on Yuushi last term." And they had all seen how well that had turned out.
The blonde frowned thoughtfully. He wasn't planning on letting his shields get stretched so thin that they broke down again, but planning on it's own wasn't going to be enough. "Look, you already know I'm an aristocrat. I'm going to guess Yuushi didn't tell you what I do, right?" he wagered.
"No, he didn't. " Which meant that Kenya was possibly going to. Or the guy wouldn't have brought up the topic. Kenya was giving him the opening to ask. "Is it something like Yuushi's?" The guy looked-- How to put it? A bit uneasy? He couldn't tell. Funny. In a commoners circle like his, just having an ability was something so amazing, yet those who had it were somehow bogged by them sometimes.
Kenya's grin was wry as he admitted, "Yeah, we're both 'paths." Even as he spoke, he drew his shields back slightly to better gauge the other's reactions. It wasn't as if he and Yuushi having similiar powers was surprising news. Psionics ran in the Oshitari bloodline.
"He's a telepath; I'm an empath."
Paths. Made sense. Saeki blinked. Ok, not really. It took him two minutes to process that. A telepath would mean reading minds, which he knew Yuushi did only too well. What did empaths do then? "Right. " he nodded anyway. This guy had better not be reading his mind right now; if possible, he would actually like to keep his slow comprehending skills a secret.
"Empath as in?" It kinda made sense to just ask.
Kenya closed his eyes and pushed Saeki's wave of confusion out of his mind. 'Empath' was a vague term. Especially since, psychopaths and certain disorders aside, almost everyone felt some level of empathy towards others -- even if that feeling was just an intellectual understanding of another person's emotions and not a vicarous experience of them. Kenya's ability, however, leaped from 'vicarous-and-intellectual-understanding' of emotions outside of himself to 'unable-to-discern-from-his-own' emotions.
"Empath as in I feel other people's emotions," he expained carefully, "the same way Yuushi can read people's thoughts. They're inside my head. If I'm not careful, then I feel them all the time, whether I want to or not."
Ok. So that wouldn't quite be the same as reading him like an open book. Of course it could come close, but yeah, he was so much worse off around Yuushi - not that it had created any problems so far actually. He still liked being around that guy whether or not said guy chose to read his head. "I think I get that. " Saeki smiled. It was different and yet similar. Yuushi had the same problem too, right? Reading when he had no intentions to. He wondered if Kenya liked his ability.
"Is it tough?"
Kenya gave a wry smile. "Very."
He had just spent the past two months recovering from over-exhertion of his shields, so even that was an understatement. "It doesn't turn off," the blonde shrugged, straightening and running fingers through his hair. "Kinda like having a radio on in the background all the time, but it's stuck between stations. I get a lot of noise. A little bit of this, a little bit that. Nothing too clear unless I focus.
"Mostly I just concentrate on keeping the volume turned down, yeah?"
Made sense. Background noise. One didn't really have to understand any of it that way. Saeki glanced at the guy, "Has it always been this way?" He was curious about the cousins, and how these abilities worked. Mostly because he had never been especially close to royals in the first place. It was something that he just didn't know well.
Kenya considered, then nodded. "Been worse, really," he answered, intentionally vague. The blonde aristocrat tended to avoid discussing his abilities early development. He'd spent most of his time shut up in his room, with only family members coming in, until he'd learned to block both their emotions and the projections of his own.
And even now... "It only gets bad now when I'm really tired," he confessed with a grimace, "or I've been around people for too long. So, just wanted to warn you that if you notice your having mood swings, it might be because I'm not as in control as I should be."
That was new. Saeki blinked. So this guy could do more than just read moods? As in affect them? It sounded a bit far fetched, but then again, Kenya probably knew what he was talking about. "Will keep that in mind. " Saeki stretched a bit and yawned. Right now, he was in the mood for sleeping. Kenya should probably get some rest too. They couldn't have the guy getting too tired, now could they?
Surprised by that one, huh?
Kenya curled his lips into a small smirk; it wasn't like he was going to give up all his secrets at once. "Good. I don't really... Announce what I can do to people, usually, but," the blonde explained as he stood up and stretched his arms overhead, shirt riding up. "Figured it'd be better to give you a heads up. Since we're in the same room for the term and all."
Tugging at the hem of his shirt, Kenya glanced around the room again. His stuff was; his roommate's stuff appeared to be up... And the other was yawning. "Look, I'm gonna go grab a shower," the blonde grinned, indicating the attach bathroom, "and probably read a bit before I crash. I'll try not to keep you up."
Surprised yes. Talk about fancy powers. This guy could be really, really dangerous if he wanted to. Of course the Kenya in the room right now looked anything but, so Saeki saw no reason to flail. "Hai. You do that. " He fluffed his pillow. "Don't worry bout me, I mean." What he meant was that he could sleep though a little noise and light. "I'll go ahead and sleep," he mumbled before tugging out the blankets, just about unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it off before pulling the blankets over.
Sleep would definitely do some good.