--~ C'EST LA VIE || seth

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Aw, crap.

Aw,crap.Aw,crap.Aw,crap.Awcrapawcrapawcrapawcrap.

I'M GONNA FREAKING FAIL!

Sitting in the corner of the library was one whom you wouldn't regularly picture in the library. A certain Yun Tai Feng hunched over the long, wooden table, knowing that he should use proper posture but not caring because his grade was on the line. With notebooks strewn across the table, broken pencils littering the floor, and two gallons of milk - one of which was empty and the other almost halfway - sitting on the ground, he was a sight to see.

It was rather obvious as to what he was doing.

Last minute studying was Yun Tai's specialty. But this was different. He was usually able to slide right above a passing grade. But his previous bad test grades coupled with a number of unfinished assignments had placed his letter grade at D.

D as in Death.

Not to mention, biology was his worst subject. Yun Tai could care less about how his body worked and how the yellow-butted platypus of Toronto mated. As long as his body worked and as long as those nasty-ass furry ducks stayed away from him, he could throw his biology text book out the window. He had a sudden urge to do so. Just stand up and hurl it out the window, but he didn't. No, it was time to do the mature thing. It was time to pull an all-nighter.

So there he was, in all his sophisticated glory, stting late at night in the school library. Yun Tai glanced at his notes, stopping to smirk at his stick drawing of a deformed fish in the corner of the page before leading his eyes back to the text book.

'Farmer Brown has trouble with bugs eating his crops. He has decided to use a pesticide, either biological or chemical. What did he have for tea last night?'

What? Skip.

'What is the proper name of the movement worms make?'

Yun Tai thought for a moment, then smiled brightly. He knew this one. He had a buddy that liked break dancing. Taking a pencil, he wrote on his study sheet 'the worm'. He was pleased with himself for a moment, then realized worms don't do the worm. It's not as if they push themselves off the ground.

In an act of frustration, he pounded the table, hoping no one else was in the library.

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Seth stumbled against a shelf of books, providing a quite loud rattling that caused his eyes to widen in surprise, before using his powers to create a heavier density towards the bottom of the shelf, shifting it's center of gravity and providing a little more stability. It was a cheap trick, but in his current tired haze, from having done late night patrols two days in a row now, the man wasn't up to his usual levels of perfection.

Why then was this zombie on two legs walking around one of his usual haunts at the wee hours of the morning, you may ask. Truthfully, Seth didn't know, but he'd be damned if he let some water using monster try to show him up, thus he had been diving into books for a few days now, forgoing sleep and about everything else as well. Hell, he had even ditched classes today to spend the entire time researching.

As he continued walking across the library, he saw a gallon of milk, and remembered that he was quite thirsty and hungry. Seth let out a sharp inhalation and walked over, drawing on his inner strength to project a demeanor that didn't scream tired as all hell. "Hey, think I could get some of that milk? I'll help you out with whatever you're doing." He offered, before slumping into a chair opposite of the other person.

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As Yun Tai erased his wrong answer, he heard somewhat of a rumbling sound from nearby in the library. He stopped abruptly and raised his head, his earlier mistake jumping out of his mainstream thoughts for a moment. Was someone else in the library? Oh, God, if one of his friends saw him actually studying...

But, no, after the sound somehow became muffled, the source of the sound revealed himself as Prefect Seth Rosa, the Alchemist of the Twelfth Grade. Yun Tai made a show of rarely ever studying to his fellow peers and Battle Front members, but he did in fact study up on a few of the Prefect members. Know thine enemy, right? It suddenly occurred to him that there would be Prefect members patrolling the library. In his frenzy to study, he hadn't thought of putting himself in a dangerous situation. How long ago was curfew? He briefly glanced at his watch to check the time. It was a little past midnight. He waited for his upperclassman to begin chastising him, sending him back to his dorm. But it appeared that he was quite lucky tonight as the Prefect sat in the seat across from him.

"Hey, think I could get some of that milk?" Seth asked, then suggested as repayment, "I'll help you out with whatever you're doing." Yun Tai hid his smile. Trading some milk for a passing grade was a no-brainer, even if he loved milk with a burning passion from the deepest reaches of his heart. In addition, Seth had a reputation of being nerdy. There was no doubt that he would pass that test now with his help.

"Help yourself.

[/color]" Yun Tai replied after scooting out of his chair a bit to pick up the half-empty gallon of milk. Setting it in front of him, he hoped that Seth didn't mind drinking straight out of it. He knew some whiny bitches in his class didn't drink share drinks for fear of cooties or indirect kissing or whatever. He, however, was only afraid of getting sick. "It's bio. I've got an accumulative test tomorrow.[/color]"[/blockquote][/size]

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Seth paused as he stared intently at the other person, unable to identify what was bothering him, before he realized it. This boy should be asleep. He thought to himself, thinking over his next actions before deciding that he should forget about being a Prefect, at least until he was well nurished.

"Thank you sooo much!" Seth gushed, laughing afterwards as he quickly snatched the jug of milk and drink half of the remaning contents near immedately. He let out a satisfied sigh as he set the jug back down, before humming softly. With the final addition of nurishment, Seth was starting to think a little bit clearer.

Uncarring of formality, or prehaps still a little slow cognitively, Seth quickly snatched the papers that Yun Tai was working on and looked it over. "Hmm, tenth grade biology." Pulling out a pen from his pocket, Seth quickly filled out the answers, before handing it over. "There a study guide! Now was there any particular thing you wanted to discuss in specific?"

Seth was hardly a tutor, but he had a small amount of experience helping Calista along durring her first year at Ashford, and thus he found the best method was to provide a reference sheet, and explain through anything that didn't make sense for the student.

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Yun Tai vaguely wondered why the Prefect was going easy on him. Was it because he had provided him a beverage? He had overheard another Prefect once complain about night guarding duty. He imagined it would be a pain to have to miss out on your precious hours of sleep. It made his eyelids heavy just thinking about it, or perhaps it was just fatigue setting in. He sat up straighter to wake himself up. Seth himself seemed quite awake despite the reputation of night patrols, especially after drinking his milk - after all, milk is the most magically amazing drink in the world.

Yun Tai watched as he downed the drink with astonishing speed. He must have been dying of thirst, he observed. After setting the gallon of milk back down, Seth took his study sheet from his hands - quite rudely, in fact. If it had not been for his healthful attitude, the Hong Konger might not have been so willing to hand it over without a fight - and began marking the correct answers. The rumors of his intellect were true, and Yun Tai wouldn't have it any other way. It was almost graceful, the way he barely thought about answer and yet didn't doubt himself at all. But, you know, not as graceful as a soccer or basket player, of course.

Receiving the paper back, Yun Tai scanned over the answers. It was funny how when you look at a question, you can't figure out the correct answer. Yet when you see the answer, it all makes sense. What did Farmer Brown have for tea last night? Farmer's tea, duh! His eyes stopped at a certain part that was still hazy in his brain. It made sense, but he couldn't quite grasp the concept completely.

"Here.

[/color]" He turned the paper and held it up to the older student, pointing out a particular section. "Sexual reproduction.[/color]" He managed to speak with only a slight blush, using as few words as possible. Yun Tai would not normally ask about such a topic, but, dammit, his grade was at stake. Besides, he was a mature young man. He knew... most of the functions. But his teacher would probably place a ridiculously stupid question on the test that you couldn't possibly learn from videos.[/blockquote]

NOTES ;;

[/color] Spare yourself the trouble and don't go into detail :P[/right][/size]

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Seth was currently working on polishing the rest of the milk down, enjoying the creamy taste and texture as it slid down his throat. As such, when Yun Tai asked about sexual reproduction, Seth let out a small cough of surprise, and managed to splash a small portion of it onto his jacket.

Seth though, was eighteen, a mature adult by any standards, and he could talk about sexual reproduction without making a big fuss about it. After all, it was just basic anatomy, right?

Letting out a small cough, and rubbing away at the spot that would likely remain on his jacket now, Seth pulled out his trusty drawing pad, and started drawing from memory a medical picture of both male and female sexual organs. "Alright, obviously you can determine what these two are, now where exactly are you having problems? The seeding process, or the stages of pregnancy, or something else?"