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[A few weeks have passed since his arrival; Hope's grown more accustomed to the way things run around here, finally gotten some climate-decent clothing, and is now attempting to stick his neck out further—for better or worse. When the video comes on, he's wearing a dark green turtleneck sweater—since there's no errant silver feathers sticking out behind him, this suggests that he opted to cover his wings instead of letting them hang out to be vulnerable.

His head is sort of halfway tucked on his folded arms, which suggests he's lounging across something—probably his bed. Hope props his chin in hand, staring at the camera.]

So... ah... [Idly adjusting the cuff of his sleeve.] I guess... it's time for me to go back to school, huh. [He gives a faint, nervous sort of smile.] Who here's already going? Um... I guess... i-it'd be nice to know who I'm going to be in class with. Or do they separate it by years here... like they did back in my hometown?

[There's the sounds of shuffling, then, and he quickly turns his head to the side.] W-what...!? H-hey, stop! [A black nose appears in view, along with the heavy sounds of panting—before a thick pink tongue drags over his cheek.] Gross! Cut that out, Baldr! I'm trying to... stop it! [He's clearly trying not to laugh, though, as half a curly black puppy face appears in the view, an audible thumpthumpthumpthump as his wagging tail smacks against the bed each time.] HOPE PLAY! HOPE PLAY!

We'll play later! [Hope's brow furrows as he attempts to shove the young dog away, now occupying the furniture. He gives up then, with a heavy SIGH, pulling the journal back toward him.]

I... guess they don't allow pets there, right?

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de_bel_survivor resists the urge to giggle, but she have a smile on her face.]

I'm a student there.

[ Lightning is in the same apartment, of course, but it's certainly not unusual for her to have her journal open! Right now she's... well, folding something, but she drags the book over when she hears Hope's voice, just in time to see his message. And she also sees... ]

... Is Baldr on your bed?

[Hope offers up a sheepish sort of smile in turn.]

That's great... um... what's your name? I'm Hope.

Yeah... [He turns his head to look at the dog, who is now (mostly) off-screen but there's a hint of something black and furry at the edge of the camera's view. And the panting and tail-thumping can be heard.] Maybe it's time for him to go outside again...

['Hope'? That's a rather nice name, if prone to puns.]

I'm Megumi. It's nice to meet you, Hope.

[ Well then. She would ~disapprove~, but it's not like she doesn't also let the puppy up, sometimes. There's a quiet but clear sigh as she looks off-- and a shuffle as she starts to get up. ]

Just make sure his feet aren't dirty... and that he actually gets down when you tell him to.

Um... I don't think they're dirty... [He gives the dog a light shove, though.] Baldr, down!

[With a thump, the weight of the bed shifts, and Baldr's scurrying off into the living room somewhere. Slipping off the bed after him, Hope follows suit—at a normal pace, however.]

[He never escapes them. :(]

Nice to meet you too, Megumi...! So what's it like there? Is it like regular school, or...?

[She's nice enough not to say them. Unless it's by accident. Or you're pal enough to deal with it.]

It's a good place to go and everyone's nice. The most of the classes are separated by how well you do and understand the subject, not by years, unlike back home.

[Is Hope ready for a bizarre response? Because he's about to get a bizarre response. Mostly it sounds like a lot of thumping and snuffling, like... say... another dog got really excited about Baldr and grabbed its owner's journal and ran off with it. Which would be exactly what just happened.]

Dog. That is... Oh. [It's recorded that, hasn't it? How embarrassing. Ahem.] ... My apologies.

You know, I've been here for a few months, and I haven't gone to school.

[It's strange because it does sound nice, but... he's just not used to that kind of education, and everything keeps piling up for him and his friends.]

Maybe it'd be fun, though. You'd probably be able to make some new friends.

I, urm. Haven't gone to the school either.

[ Being a l'Cie who was once a soldier does have its advantages sometimes. It makes you faster than puppies, at least- just as Baldr grabs and starts dragging off his new apparent target for continued play with Hope, Lightning's there and snatches it out of his reach. ]

Leave it, Baldr.

[ ... It's a boot, and judging from the size and color, not one of hers. She turns so that Hope can see it too, looking... particularly tired. ]

I'm afraid pets will have to stay home during classes, yes. As for the classes, they're mostly divided by skill, rather than age. There were only two teachers when this system was established, so it was easiest that way.

My name is Gelda Nebilim, I'm one of the teachers at the school. If you have any other questions, I'll be happy to answer them for you.

... Mii. I haven't gone to the school yet either.

Oh... well, I guess that makes sense. [Touching his chin in thought.] Since I guess there aren't really that many kids here. Do grown-ups go there too?

H-hey...! That's mine! [He jogs the rest of the way through the living room toward Lightning and his rescued boot, reaching out to take it.]

Baldr... what have I told you? [Frowning, he turns a stern a gaze on the pup, who simply sits there panting excitedly, wagging his tail.]

What— [Hope gapes at his journal for a moment.] Um... hello? What was that?

You should... come with me, then. We could go together!

Really? Wow... I thought they'd make all of us younger people go.

I see... [An affirmative nod.] Are there still only two teachers? And... what kinds of stuff do you teach?

Really? You too? Wow... you're the third person near my age to say that.

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[He nearly answers "They probably don't care that much", but remembers that this is over the journals.]

Dunno why. But it's nice to have a choice.

Baldr might be too much of a handful for the class.

Dog ran away with the journal. [Said as though this sort of thing happens all the time. Well, it does to him, anyway.]

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