Chintamani Academy for the Inhumanly Inclined » Places

         

With a jolt Yaku rolled out of his hammock landing on the tacky green shag carpet. His face was submerged among itchy strands of green, fuzzy pillars of regret. He flailed his left arm around above him to hit the alarm clock. Although he missed the snooze and instead hit 'radio' in a matter of seconds showtunes were blaring. He stood up with a bit of a yell as the music picked up, he began marching through his house. Making his way into the kitchen he saw his cat Hatchi, Hatchi was mewing about hunger. Walking over to the cabinet, which the doors were stuck on, Yaku struggled and fought a bit before he managed to rip a door off. His eyes narrowed in disgust. Then with a sigh he grabbed some tuna, opened it, and set it down for his little friend.

He then glanced at the clock which as still playing in full vigor.

"Jesus! Is that the time? Shit, shit, shit, shit!"

Yaku ran into his closet, putting on pants and throwing on a T-shirt. Then he shouted a goodbye to Hatchi as he sprinted out the door. He wanted to leave precisely at 6:33 AM, unfortunately he had mess it up, now it was 6:34 AM. His entire routine was thrown askew! Grumbling he opened the doors to the dining hall. He was going to become the best friggin' alchemist ever. That'd show that old fart that Yaku was worth more than a sack of rocks. Nodding at his own private vow he went over scanning what was left of breakfast. Not much. Per usual, he had missed it. That announcement had told Yaku about orientation in the assembly place. Turning sharply on his heel Yaku began heading for the auditorium.

Yaku arrived at the auditorium at precisely 7:33 AM. He hoped this would re-balance his day. Once inside, no one was there, save a few adults setting up shop. So, Yaku sat cross-legged in the center of the floor waiting. His hair twitched slightly in anticipation.