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The young lad proceeded to his small apartment downtown, with a typical suitcase in hand, to most students, Tristan looked and acted like a street thug, the way he carried himself, and the seemingly permanent glare on his face. But Tristan was simply misunderstood, the glare had come to stay when no one spoke to him, and he simply walked the way that was the most comfortable. But enough of that, Tristan had greeted a neighbour who exited their apartment with a short bow, and he pulled his keys from a pocket on his uniform.
When he turned the key, there was a sound coming from the inside. Thankfully, it was the only thing closest to a friend to the poor young lad, he smiled at the scraggly, furry white face of his small companion when she peeked through the door when it opened. And Tristan bent down to receive the little one in his arms.
Eria was a little wolf pup that was found by Tristan soon after he left Lordran, she was abandoned by her herd for reasons unknown. The young lad possessed a noble heart of passion, especially for animals, which he shared with the little wolf, though she at first reacted with instinct and attempted to bite and claw. Not even a scratch on the young lad before she crumbled on her malnourished legs, the young lad nursed her to health with great care, earning the trust of the young animal, as well as boundless gratitude.
The young lad was amazed when he first saw knight Artorias' wolf Sif, and how it accompanied him everywhere, even to far-off lands. Once he strayed too far from his grandparent's cottage in the woods and trespassed on a bear's area, but the howl of a wolf quickly poured fear into the bear's eyes, causing it to scramble away. He had been amazed at how far a relationship could go with a man and an animal ever since.
The young lad had released the pup, and followed her into the living room, where a simple t.v and some couches rested, and where the pup had stayed the most during her time at Kuoh. The young lad lay on the couch and stared at the ceiling, while Eria jumped from her own couch to his, to sleep on his flat chest, which still had the school uniform on. He would have to make a small dinner for him and her soon, but for now, he would ruffle the fur of a little wolf pup that lay asleep on his chest.
"Asia, come on, it's already getting dark." a young maiden called from outside a classroom.
"Don't worry, Xenovia, I just forgot one of my books here in class..." a small voice came in reply.
A blonde girl found out that one of her books had fallen to the floor, and a strange cloth charm when she glanced past it, it was close towards the back of the classroom and was laden with white.
"What's that, Asia? The little white thing you found." The blue maiden asked her friend.
"I don' know...somebody must have dropped it, I guess I'll take it in case they're looking for it soon..." She answered. "Well, it might belong to one of the delinquents in the class, so be careful." The blue maiden replied. "It seems possible...Oh well." The young blondie mused.
The blue maiden called her back towards the sliding doors, and walked home together. Though the girls noticed that the little cloth charm tingled a little, but otherwise, it was a simple little charm. A charm lost from it's owner however.
A time change, as well as a pov change to the next day and to poor Tristan :(
The young lad had most definitely lost his talisman, he had no longer felt it's warmth on his person. Even the little wolf had started whimpering at his anxiousness. The poor young lad rose from a bed in a bland room, urging the little wolf to dismount, despite asking what caused him such disarray with her green eyes. The lad had ruffled her pelt, and rose to a stand after, to thieve a small pack from a fridge to place it in his suitcase, which was provided by the school upon enrolling. The plastic pack contained the lunch he would bring for Wednesday. Tristan was at the front door when a little wolf sat on the path to the inside and growled for a moment, and he stopped in the middle of his shoes to turn around and ruffle her.
"I'll buy tonight. And don't worry, I'll find it." He reasoned to the wolf in a low whisper, already knowing what it is that she wanted. A tolerated young lad opened the front door and the pup-wolf expressed her goodbye with a turn towards the apartment, specifically the bed they once rested on.
Along the way towards the academy, he was greeted by no-one and kept his eyes downcast. Soon enough, the academy loomed over him, bit by bit the entrance became closer and he entered the academy. The small conversations between girls concerning girl things slightly distracted him when his name was mentioned, though he only heard a small syllable of it.
Did they hate him already? Tristan thought, they couldn't have. He had not even spoken to a single student within a social circle, the sleeping one most certainly had none to speak of.
"That poor girl" He heard one say. Before a long haired, glasses-wearing girl stopped at him. She urged him to follow her, and the poor young lad obeyed, it likely did not have something to do with his missing charm. Perhaps it would shed light on what the other students thought of him, as he followed, other girls looked at him for a moment before gossiping about what dark deed they believe he accomplished and looking away when he glanced at them.
She and the poor lad passed through an intricate door, meeting a short-haired glasses-wearing girl, sitting at a wooden desk, with a chess board, however with no pieces aboard.
"Please, sit down." She said. Hands at her chin with an analytical gaze towards a hard-as-stone eyes of the young lad, though it seems that he preferred to stand. "It seems that you have a knack for trouble, young man." She chastised slightly, earning a raised eyebrow from a formerly lowered one. "Did you, Tristan, who has only been a student here less than a week, inappropriately touch a fellow student of the academy?" Her eyebrows lowered further, to sight any signs of hesitance, indicating a lie.
"I had not even spoken to a girl at this academy. Let, alone touch anyone yet." He answered with a hint of hate in his voice at his hopeless predicament. Though the girl did not believe it, and pressed another question, and siding with popular belief. "Some students say that they saw you brush up against a girl after. The poor young lad replied with a little more restrained hate, "I walked home right after school yesterday ended, I did not touch anybody on the way home." His voice was deep and his eyes returned her analytical search with the power of a passive glare that persevered no longer how much he laughed and smiled, however little that was.
The room relaxed a little when the questioner sighed. "Very well, we will be watching you very closely, and in the case that we find you in such an act, there will be dire consequences, you are dismissed." The young lad made a hum to acknowledge her sentence and turned towards the wooden door, with the girl from before standing and staring blankly at the opposite wall. Tristan held the knob and turned it, when he closed it from the other side, the bell for the beginning of Wednesday school activities.
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