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Puffin B1 and Common Room, Mid Afternoon, Saturday.

After a very typical wander through the woods, Sakurazaki returns to her alcove to find two things: a letter and those horrible, horrible tones of her phone. Naturally, concerned that something might be wrong, she leaps for the phone.

//"Hello?"//

//Se-chaaaaaaaaaan!"//

Sakurazaki releases both a sigh and slight roll of her eyes. //"You know, Ojou-sama, you shouldn't be calling me like this all the time. We set this line up for emergencies; you're going to give me a heart attack with worry every time I hear it. Besides, Negi-sensei wants us to write letters..."//

//"Oh, ppppptttthhh. Letters take to long. I have to know now. How did your date go?"//

Sakurazaki arches an eyebrow. //"What time is it over there?"//

//"Why does that matter?"// Konoka giggles. //"Tell me, tell me, tell me!"//

Her enthusiasm causes Sakurazaki to crack a grin as she leans against the frame of the bunk. //"It went very well, Ojou-sama."//

//"Did you kiss him?"//

Eyes get wide, face burns red. //"What?"//

More giggling. //"It's not like it would be your first time, Se-chan!"//

Sakurazaki lowers her head. //"You make it sound like I'm easy or something..."//

//"Come on, tell me!"//

Sigh. //"There was a kiss on the cheek; that was all."//

Flinching, Sakurazaki has to hold the phone away from her ear as Konoka releases an excited squeal. //"Eeee, Se-chan! Congratulations! A kiss from someone who's not Negi-sensei."// She giggles. //"Because, after all, who hasn't kissed him? hehe."//

//"Oh, come on, Ojou-sama, it's not that big of a deal..."//

//"Oh, yes it is, and you know it, Se-chan. Hehe. So what'd you do?"//

//"He took me out to some shack in the woods...Quiet, I can hear your thoughts, Ojou-sama; it wasn't like that. We just had dinner there because it was raining and we couldn't go to the beach. He made dinner and we just talked. That's all."//

Another squeal. //"Se-chan! No fair! That's so romantic!"//

In spite of herself, Sakurazaki grins. //"Maybe a little."//

//"I'm so jealous. You should send a neat boyfriend from America over for me!"//

Sakurazaki grunts. How ironic.

//"Anyway, Se-chan, Asuna just came home, and she's pretty mad at Negi-bozu so I'd better go mediate before they kill each other! Hehe, miss you! I'll try to call again sometime so---Asuna! No! Not the----"//

Click.

Well, that was an odd conversation; still unsure of how she feels, Sakurazaki sets her phone aside and picks up the envelope. The cartoonish drawings scattered all of it of a chibified Setsuna with obvious ponytail holding hands and kissing a bunch of general chibified men doesn't just make her want to blush and hide it, but it also tells her exactly who it's from. Nice timing, Saotome-san.... Sakurazaki opens it up and reads:

Sakurazaki-san,

Negi-sensei made me write this in English. He's actually being a teacher! WEIRD!!

But not as weird as your date. Woo! Go, Sakurazaki-san! But isn't that cheating on Konoka? No wonder you didn't want me to tell her, you devil! Man, you're so quiet in class. I had no idea you were so wild!

Anyway, your date. I'm sure you'll probably get some advice like be yourself, and just have fun, but blah blah blah. That's no fun.

First, you gotta do something with that ponytail. Put your hair down, because that would be very sultry and come hither. Toss it over your shoulders as much as possible. Bat your eyes. Guys love that.

Second, new threads! You're not still just wearing the Mahora uniform, are you? Especially with all the amazing fashions over in America? I mean, sure, the Japanese school girl look is probably even hotter over there when they don't have Japanese school girls at every corner (well, those corners, sure...but you know what I mean), but come on! Find yourself a nice, short black dress. Low cut. I know you don't have much there (no offence, but you're no Chizuru), but flaunt what you got!

Thirdly, and most importantly, touch him. A lot. Every chance you get. Then, you are garanteed a successful end to your evening, if you know what I mean! Wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more!

Those are the essentials. Since I don't have any details about the date nor the lucky young man, I can't really get too specific.

I am honoured that you turned to me in your time of need, Sakurazaki-san, you little minx!

--Haruna--

PS. I do have a cousin named Ranma, but we don't associate with that part of the family anymore, because his dad is a real nutjob and my parents want nothing to do with him. That's kinda weird that he's over there in America with you. Give him a hug from his long lost cousin Haruna! He probably won't know who I am, though, hehe.

Eyes narrowing, Sakurazaki snaps her fingers to bring up a little fire in her palm and sets the letter on fire. What the hell was she thinking, writing to Saotome-san? Worst. Idea. Ever.

By the time she collapses into a couch in the common room, tilting her head back and closing her eyes with a long sigh, she's pretty irritated and generally not in a good mood. And she just wants to sit.

[[OOC: Warning: Cuts are there with GOOD REASON. I write. A lot. ^_^ But interaction is now open, to cabinmates and anyone else who might have a reason to be there]]

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He was a kitty, of course he liked being held! Cuddles let out a mew and purred, snuggling close against her chest. Mmm, he could definitely get used to this.

"Eeh, that sounds like it hurts..." Alphonse grimaced at the thought of being shot by an arrow. "And you can still handle a sword? That's pretty incredible, considering stuff like that tends to put people out of comission."

After taking a moment to absolutely melt over the cuteness, Sakurazaki smiles. "Well, my best friend is proficient in healing magic. That made taking care of the problem much easier." She know she shouldn't talk too much about Ojou-sama's magic, but she was pretty damn convinced that mentioning it Alphonse would be absolutely harmless.

"Ah," Alphonse bopped himself lightly on the forehead. "I forget far too often the things magic can do. Which seems to be... nearly everything."

"Magic can take care of a lot of things, this is true," she nods sagely. "But not everything. But perhaps I say that merely because I can barely use any of it." She chuckles lightly, nuzzling momentarily into Cuddles.

Cuddles rubbed his face against hers and continued to purr. He was loving the attention and affection.

"Barely? I can't use it, period. Even if others may protest to that." Alphonse folded the book in his hands closed, crossing his legs in the oversized chair. "There's so many different types, too; Sakura's got her cards, Demyx can do stuff with water, and I bet there's something else you can do, too."

"Well," she says thoughtfully, "some say that the Shinmei Ryuu techniques are magical, but I disagree. Chi and magic are different; in fact, they can often clash. So while the techniques seem like magic, they are really just a composite of refocused energy. Although, then you could argue that that's all magic is, anyway. So, you're right, it's a little difficult to classify."

"At least you could say it sorta is like magic," Alphonse sighed and leaned back, resting his head on his hand. "Apparently the Law of Conservation of Mass isn't a good enough argument for me."

Her head tilts, trying to figure out what's got him suddenly so disappointed with this topic. "I think you might need to elaborate a little bit for me, Alphonse," she said, smiling slightly for encouragement. "Is this more to do with your alchemy stuff?" The word is still unfamiliar to her, so she says it slowly, unsurely.

"Ah, yeah," he answered, straightening back up. "It gets mistaken for magic often, and while some others eventually realize it's a science, some, well... aren't convinced." He paused. "I mean, not to say magic isn't good, it really is fascinating thing. But alchemy's got way more limitations and boundaries, and it doesn't work like magic at all."

"A science, huh? How is it different?" She's partially wondering if it has any similarities to her other brands of magic...her very, very limited paper magic. Although, when compared to actual magicians' magic, those seem like just tricks.

"Well, for starters, I can't create anything, only manipulate," Alphonse began. "And what I want to change, I can only work with that amount of mass. Also, it can't be changed into just anything; it needs to have the same properties of what I'm changing it into, whether it be chemically or molecularly. Magic, though, can create something out of nothing, or even destroy matter all together, or can change one thing into something completely different. Or just do anything that doesn't occur naturally."

She nods, thinking and absorbing the information. "I suppose," she thinks her thoughts out loud, "then, that my paper magic is somewhere in between. It requires that I have something to start with, but it isn't as refined as what you're talking about." There's a slight blush again in her cheeks. "I think a lot of that would be too complicated for me to manage. It all sounds very impressive. And technical."

Then again, wasn't paper cutting and Shinmei? But Shinmei was really just second nature for her now, like breathing.

"It takes years of practice," he said, nodding. "You have to know and understand the properties of what you're dealing with before messing with it, otherwise it could get ugly."

"Paper magic? How does that work out?"

She smiles softly. "It isn't too impressive. Right now, I can only really do two things, although I'm working on something new. It hasn't been going well....right now, I know how to set barriers and guards with papers, and I also know a doubling spell, which allows a person to create some sort of doppleganger out of a paper cutout of themselves. It involves a lot of meditation and runes and rituals, though, so it's a very different sort of magic."

Paper barries and guards, he's a little familiar with-- they often were in ghost stories. Of course, he should've expected them to work around here, too. Alphonse does look impressed with the doppleganger bit. "So it's like creating another you from paper?" He pondered the thought over, trying to figure out how that could work, and failing miserably.

She nods. "Sometimes, you can make a full on copy of yourself, except it's really just a shell, which is where the problem lies in creating an actual double. Leave them alone for too long, and they're bound to cause trouble because only look like you." There is a breif, deep blush there, obviously recalling a very bad experience with that particular problem. "I prefer to make minis. They are tiny versions of one's self, and are sentient, based around whichever mission you give them. It varies on how much time and effort you put into creating it, really, how much like you they are in mind as well as body."

"That's amazing," Alphonse replied; he was probably convinced by now that magic could do anything, even if Sakurazaki said otherwise. "Do you use that for anything specific?"

She nods. "It's a skill intended for use specifically when you need to be in two places at once. A mini Setsuna can even practice sword techniques, although they are significantly weapened. A mini Setsuna's sword is like butter knife," she grins. "Mostly, it's to help convey information. I set up a Mini Setsuna in the room when I kept missing a chance to meet Lovegood-san, so she could at least say hello."

"That sounds very useful," Alphonse agreed, then smiled at a thought. "I certainly could use something like that, when my brother decides to get into trouble when I'm not around."

"It isn't too difficult," she says. "The ritual is the hard part, but I'd be willing to teach you one of these days if you'd like." Idly, she brushes at the hair in her eye. "But only if you show me some of your alchemy stuff. I don't really think I could grasp it enough to do it, but it seems like it would be fascinating to see in action."

"Oh, of course! Alchemy is extremely easy to perform, so I wouldn't mind showing you. I don't mind learning about the paper magic, but I doubt I'd be able to do it myself. I'd be interested in seeing it work, however."

"There we are, then," she grins with a conclusive nod. "I'll show you mine, you'll show me yours."

He nodded, "Sounds like a fair trade." Alphonse was relieved to know she only wanted a demonstration rather than an explaination on how it worked. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but everytime he did it seemed to fly right over people's heads. Well, it didn't matter too much. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you decide to start learning the magic you know? I figure if someone practices what they do, there's some motive behind it."

"It's all part of the Shinmei Ryuu style," she explained, shrugging slightly, "but I wanted to focus on the paper guards and dopplegangers for my main assignment, which is to protect Ojou-sama. They're extremely useful for a protector."

Alphonse noticed that Sakurazaki mentioned this Ojou-sama person a lot... He looked up at her curiously and asked, "Who is 'Ojou-sama'?"

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