Study time can be game time!
Name(s): Yuugi Mutou, Catty Turner, and whoever else shows up to bug him.
Location: An empty classroom.
Week: Backdated to last week, so week 47.
Time: After classes, sunset.
Rating: PG.
Games were his specialty. Yuugi Mutou wasn't known as the 'gamer kid' for nothing, often found sitting by himself in either the common room or in some other quiet (usually indoors) location, cards or just a game in general in hand, dexterity showing its full colors for all the world to see.
Sleight-of-hand tricks, card tricks, games of chance, games of skill, games of study...
...wait. Back up.
Games of study?
Ah, yes. There is that, too. The poor boy, having agreed to tutor Catty in Potions, dragged his 4'11 butt into an empty classroom, books on the desktop. His cauldron was also close by, just in case it was necessary, with a few herbs sitting in separate pouches. But it wasn't the cauldron that was the surprising thing...but the books. Four, five, maybe even six books on potions, all in a stack next to him, even though his notes were all in a notebook. It was a good thing to make reference to if she needed diagrams, since he was never one to draw them out, rather taking note of them in his mind (a little thing he picked up from playing so many memory games).
He let out a sigh, fiddling with his all-too-trusty deck of cards on the desktop, making what seemed to be a card tower.
This was the first time he'd really tutored anyone...well. In a school subject, anyway...
He hoped he wouldn't screw it up.
Location: An empty classroom.
Week: Backdated to last week, so week 47.
Time: After classes, sunset.
Rating: PG.
Games were his specialty. Yuugi Mutou wasn't known as the 'gamer kid' for nothing, often found sitting by himself in either the common room or in some other quiet (usually indoors) location, cards or just a game in general in hand, dexterity showing its full colors for all the world to see.
Sleight-of-hand tricks, card tricks, games of chance, games of skill, games of study...
...wait. Back up.
Games of study?
Ah, yes. There is that, too. The poor boy, having agreed to tutor Catty in Potions, dragged his 4'11 butt into an empty classroom, books on the desktop. His cauldron was also close by, just in case it was necessary, with a few herbs sitting in separate pouches. But it wasn't the cauldron that was the surprising thing...but the books. Four, five, maybe even six books on potions, all in a stack next to him, even though his notes were all in a notebook. It was a good thing to make reference to if she needed diagrams, since he was never one to draw them out, rather taking note of them in his mind (a little thing he picked up from playing so many memory games).
He let out a sigh, fiddling with his all-too-trusty deck of cards on the desktop, making what seemed to be a card tower.
This was the first time he'd really tutored anyone...well. In a school subject, anyway...
He hoped he wouldn't screw it up.