rekindleme | A Year Passes by...

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A Year Passes by...

Who: Diarmuid Ua Duibhne (

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Where: His room (2-17, Building One), the library (1st floor, Building Two) and a grassy area outside near Building One.
When: First prompt is on 9-10, the last two are on 9-11.
Format: Starting in prose, but please use whatever you want to reply!
Summary: Diarmuid wakes up back in the city after being sent home for a year. Thankfully, he doesn't have to wait too long before his friends find him again. After spending a day readjusting to being in the city, he heads out to the library to try and teach himself how to read and write. Then, he is going to stop by his favorite grassy spot near Building One to practice...only those aren't wooden practice swords he's using now, are they?
Warnings: Cuteness, one little boy acting far too old for his age, angst?

Room 2-17, Building One (9-10):

Diarmuid might be a year older when he returns to Saeng Seong, but he still hasn't outgrown the habit of curling up in a nest of blankets when he sleeps. That is why he doesn't notice anything is different from any other morning right away. The sense of loss that he has become use to over the last year is still there. His drive to become a better knight is still there. His butterfly...

The boy sits upright with a small gasp of surprise and delight when his butterfly lands on his nose. For the last year, he has thought his precious pet was lost. He had begged his father to do something to bring him back, but all Aengus had been able to do was sadly say that once lost, some things can never be found again.

But here he is. Little Dia is here. The boy carefully gathers the butterfly into his hands and holds it close to him before looking around. On the corner of his bed, his swan family watches him sleep. On the table are the open candy bags from the last time his friend had visited. He's back. Back in Saeng Seong. He had spent a year at home. How much time had passed here? Were any of his friends still around?

Was Cu Chulainn? Lord Wing? Suzaku? Lord Auron?

Diarmuid should go find them, but instead of jumping to his feet to run and do that, he just sits on his bed for a while holding his butterfly close. Since his feeling of loss had started around the time he had lost his butterfly, part of him had thought that to be the cause, but he has his butterfly back now...

...and the feeling of loss is still there.

Library, 1st floor, Building Two (9-11):

It takes a little while for Diarmuid to readjust to being in a place so different from his home, but seeing his friends again helps. Now, a taller and more solemn looking Diarmuid can be found in the library wearing his dark green yukata that has little birds in lighter green embroidered on it. He is so happy it still fits even though he has grown in the past year! Unfortunately, most of the other clothes he has don't. He will have to thank the lady at the shop where he got it when he goes back next for telling him it was okay to get it a little big so he could grow into it.

Laying in front of him there is a notebook along with a book meant to help people learn to read and write. It's open to a page with numbers on it, and Diarmuid is very carefully writing numbers in the notebook next to him. Of course, the writing messy and unsteady since he isn't used to holding a pencil. He knows some ogham, which is a written language that uses mostly straight lines for letters, so many of the lines for his numbers are disconnected or slanted in strange ways. This is especially obvious with numbers that have curves in them. He just doesn't seem to know how they should go together even with the example right in front of him.

His frustration in clear in the frown on his face. After messing up yet again, he sighs and drops his head down on his arms. At this rate, it's going to take forever for him to get anywhere!

Outside Building One (9-11):

Diarmuid has changed since his time at the library and is now wearing a new set of clothes that obviously must have come with him when he came back to the city since they actually fit. There is nothing special about the clothes, though. In fact, they are very plain and obviously made for training in. The shirt is a simple tunic in dark green. The pants are simple as well and also dark green. However, if the boy liking green is something that hasn't changed, there is very definitely something different about the picture he paints while he is practicing. Before he was only practicing with a child's wooden sword. Now he's certainly not practicing with a wood sword. While still child-sized, Diarmuid's weapons are made of metal and are very real. Not to mention, he's using them two at a time.

It's clear whatever he did during the year he was gone, his fighting skill has vastly improved. Children his age usually aren't allowed to practice with a live blade, let alone two of them. From the way he pauses every so often to repeat a move, it's obvious that he's being very picky about them. If those who saw him practicing before thought him very serious about things, one wonders what they might think now.

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"That is true, I can help show you how to use the network if you wish." And to read but Diarmuid had mentioned he had already had offers of help for that.

"Lord Devin showed me how to use the video part since that doesn't require reading the keys. I have to learn to read before I can really use the rest," Diarmuid's expression saddens slightly. "It's hard to learn how to read by yourself. I tried earlier since most of the people who said they were going to help me have left."

Suzaku frowned, there had been quite a few people leaving recently. "I can help you if you wish, I think it will be very useful for you to be able to read here."

"I would like you to help me!" Diarmuid's eyes light up, "Between you and Mami I bet I will learn very quickly! You are both good teachers. She helped me earlier today, and I already know you are a good teacher from when we practice. I will be reading in no time! Thank you!"

"You will indeed." Suzaku nodded, he didn't know Mami but he thought it was good that Diarmuid had a lot of people to help him.

"I will! But for now it is practice time," Diarmuid holds up his swords and nods. "Do you want to show me a new move, Suzaku? Or would you like me to show you more of what I have learned? Father has showed me so many things!"

Suzaku nodded at him, "Why don't you be the teacher today. I'd like to see what you have learned." Find out what he knew now, how his style had changed. It would be important before Suzaku could teach him anything new.

And he thought it would be interesting to learn the style of fighting Diarmuid was learning at home.

"Okay! I will do my best. If you have any questions feel free to ask Bitty Knight Teacher!" Diarmuid giggles and then steps away from Suzaku far enough that he can start showing moves without the risk of either of them getting hurt. The biggest difference now is, of course, that he is using two blades at once. While before he was focused only on balancing himself with one blade, his focus is split now.

Interestingly enough, he seems to be doing better with his focus split like this. Almost like it is easier for him to balance with one weapon on each arm.

The boy starts with some simple double slashes. Diarmuid has been taught more complex moves, but he's still getting those smoothed out. Once he has shown Suzaku some basics, maybe Suzaku will help him figure out how to better do the moves he's having problems with!

Suzaku watched him carefully watching how he moved with the swords and how he fought. Suzaku had never fought with two swords before, though he was decent with dual spears, so this was actually new ground for him, he picked up two sticks and began copying the slashes. They weren't too difficult and Suzaku soon picked it up.

"Is this right?"

"Yes! You learn very quickly, Suzaku!" Diarmuid actually seems a little in awe at this, "Father says people usually have problems with two weapons. They can't find and keep their balance, But, you do! Have you fought with two weapons before? Or is it just because you have been fighting for so long?"

"I have." Mostly just practicing, but Lancelot used dual weapons, that was slightly different though and he wasn't sure he could effectively explain the idea of Knightmare Frame's to Diarmuid.

"Did I tell you that in my last city we all had weapons inside of us? Mine were hookshots, but one of the rings I wore turned them into two spears."

And when Lelouch had been his Player a lot Suzaku had had to do most the fighting.

Edited 2013-09-24 08:21 (UTC)

"You said your rings were special, but..." a worried look crosses Diarmuid's face, "...you didn't say you had weapons in you! That would hurt! And it's not how weapons are suppose to be carried!"

Say something a little more obvious there, Diarmuid.

"Why where they in you? What point was there to that?" Really, the thought is kind of terrifying for a child his age. He knows people stab people with weapons and that puts the weapons into them, technically, but they die after that. Suzaku makes it sound like it happened all the time, but they didn't die...

"Oh." That had gone wrong quickly. Suzaku had no idea how to explain it to him. He knew a lot of people in Rakuen had compared their situation to one of a video game, but he knew that was a reference that would go over the boys head. "It was a bit like magic, the weapons were real but at the same time not. They could only be taken out with a special glove but special people chosen each weak. It didn't hurt." Well fighting with them hurt, but he didn't want to upset Diarmuid more.

"Oh..." Diarmuid isn't sure he understands completely, but if magic is involved that helps a little. Magic can do just about anything and if Suzaku says it didn't hurt, Diarmuid believes him. Why would he lie about something like that?

"That place you were in before coming here was strange, Suzaku. I am glad you are here now instead of there. I know you would rather be home, but this is better than back there, right?"

"It is." Even if in many ways it was more complicated. Suzaku was a soldier, he understood fighting. This place was different in so many ways and there was nothing to fight, so he was lost on how to even begin finding a way out.

"It wasn't all bad though."

"What was good about it?" The tone of Diarmuid's voice is both disbelieving and curious. After hearing about the weapons being in people, it is hard for the boy to understand how anything could be good about a place like that.

"The people there were nice." Suzaku paused, "There was one time we had a tournament and the winner was not a great fighter but instead a tiny baby bat called Pip, things like that made it alright."

"A baby bat called Pip?" Diarmuid repeats the words to make sure he has heard them right, "Why was a baby fighting? Did he need the prize for something? Is that why people let him win even though he wasn't a good fighter? Why not just give it to him if he needed it?"

"She, she was fighting because it was her turn to fight and no one let her win. She beat some great warriors because she managed to gather a lot of knights to fight on her side. Making bonds in battle was important there." He explained.

"Oh! That is why! Making bonds in battle is important everywhere," Diarmuid seems very insistent about this. "That is one of the first things that Father taught me. If you make those you fight with your family, you will never be alone or be weak because they will always be there for you!"

Suzaku nodded, though he had never really had that sort of bond before Rakuen. For the most part those he fought with were just as much his enemy as those he fought against. Gino and Anya were an exception but even then...

And then there was Lelouch of course but they spent most their time fighting each other.

"Your father is very wise."

Diarmuid nods, happily, "He is! There is a reason I listen to him so closely. He knows so much stuff and he's always right. I am lucky to have him teaching me. I wonder what he would have to say about this place. It's too bad I couldn't remember this place while I was at home. Maybe Father would have had an idea how to fix the energy problem!"

"Perhaps he would have." Suzaku frowned, "But I am sure the rest of us can come up with something if we think long enough."

"Yes, I am sure we will!" Diarmuid seems confident about this, "And maybe this place will bring Father here someday. I wonder what he would think of that..." The boy is probably more excited about this idea than he should be since he knows now that it is the only way he will be able to tell his father about everything that happens here since he can't remember when he goes back home.

[He blinked but nodded, he wanted to tell Diarmuid not to wish kidnapping on those he cared about but he understood the boy just wanted his father to meet his new friends] Perhaps.

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