Defeat is not the worst of failures.

[helmetdoesnothing]

WHO: Mituna Captor and anyone
TONE: Stressy
RATING: PG-13 for Mituna's likely swearing
WHEN: May 2nd
WHERE: Library
WHAT: The OWLs are coming up, and Mituna is slowly realising he might never be prepared for them
STATUS: Ongoing

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If he made too much noise again they'd ban him for the rest of the week, but it was difficult to keep himself quiet when trying to study felt like he was reading ancient Greek.

What made it all the more frustrating was being able to remember a time when this was easy. Two years ago this would have been nothing, he could have coasted through his OWLs with next to no studying and be sure that he'd done well. Now? Now he was struggling to keep his place in a textbook and having to read most sentences twice to make sure he grasped the meaning.

Mituna groaned softly, dropping his head to his book on top of a page about manticores and pushing one hand into his hair. He was going to fail everything, he just knew it.

Comments

[hearnoevil]

Mituna had the right idea about studying, which was why Meulin was making her way over right now. When she spotted him, she smiled and began to make her way over to him, but the closer she got the more she realized that something was up. She placed a hand on his back when she saw his defeated pose and raised the other hand in greeting hoping to get his attention. She tried not to talk in the library, given how difficult it was for her to moderate her volume.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce tries to keep an eye on the younger students from his House, especially the ones who struggle a bit.

Mituna definitely fell into that category.

Bruce had actually been in the library to do his own bit of study and research, but then he'd heard the noises of distress from around the bookshelves. Recognising that particular tone of distress, Bruce came around and found Mituna slumped over on his books.

"Mituna? You okay?"

[drubbings]

Terezi is nestled in between two shelves, surreptitiously flicking her tongue over the pages of a giant tome. The librarian said if she caught her licking any of the brittle pages again, she'd have to do all her reading in the presence of a professor, but doing it this was just so much more convenient than sniffing constantly over each paragraph.There was a lot of studying to be done after all! Her ears perk up at that groan and she pokes her head around the shelf to get a proper "look" at whoever it is that sounds particularly miserable.

The shock of delicious liquorice hair down against the book made her curious enough to slide her own book back on the shelf and approach him.

"Those old chicken scratch passages are the absolute worse."

She was trying for sympathetic but there was a certain laughter to her tone.

[littlefairybull]

As usual, Tavros wasn't all that quiet with his heavy steps and creaking metal braces. Other students tend to glare at him as he passed by, but it wasn't his fault! So he kept his head down, trying to make himself seem smaller and less noticeable as he moved along, like that could some how also mask the noise.

He paused when he heard a groan, and spotted Mituna near by. Hopefully the other boy wouldn't mind a bit of company?

"Uh... Hey, Mituna."