<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/rtjTRKO.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Akiyama Amaya<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Akiyama's dorm room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Megumi Shika<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First day of School; Night Time<br/><hr/><br/>It struck Ayama by surprise when Megumi was visibly starting to struggle, visibly drained by the absence of the blindfold. She'd felt it while washing it, it was not just leather. She could feel metal wire inside it, and it was far heavier than leather would've been. In a moment of panic, Amaya had been ready to pull her own hand in front of Megumi's eyes, and maybe it would've worked, but she could picture the far more dramatical kickback if it didn't, so she took the extra second to quickly grab the edges of the still hooked leather, slipping a finger in on both side and pulling it over Megumi's eyes. She hadn't had the time to think of how to put it on, so it was better to just hold it in place until Megumi had caught her breath.<br/><br/>And as it seemed like Megumi was getting back up on her feet and her breathing had calmed, Amaya finally proceeded down the line.<strong>"Could you move your hands up, hold the blindfold in place so I can re-tie it?"</strong>She asked, letting Megumi move her hands up before proceeding to fix the white leather so it sat idly to the back of her head with no twists or turns to it.<br/><br/>And with that out of the way, she offered an apology as she realized how uneducated she had been when trying to remove the blindfold, even if it was something Megumi had eventually offered to do. However, it seemed like Megumi wasn't holding a grudge, so her attention instead drifted back to cleaning up the room whilst offering her ears to Megumi's poor experience.<br/><br/>In the end, she found her lips bit between her teeth, palms clenching on to the bedsheets she'd just prepared, trying not to let Megumi know of the genuine anger she felt over it all. Perhaps believing everything Megumi said without second thoughts was a single-minded approach, but the lords would know that Amaya's mind was dead set on the situation.<br/><br/>However, she took a deep breath. She knew violence wouldn't solve anything, as much as it tempted.<br/><br/><strong>"He's playing a dangerous game if what you're saying is true, and it would explain a thing or two"</strong>Amaya finally said, feeling she had calmed down enough to talk like a human being. Thinking of what Megumi had said made Amaya curious of what would happen if he swapped per say their hearts. Amaya's body could handle the excess bloodflow, her circulation would merely speed up enough to deal with it. It made her curious what would happen to Akumi, seeing her own heart could pump out - as far as she was aware - several times more blood than a normal could under stress. Would it eventually just get to the point where his veins would just pop? It was a horrid image, but, such a thing was undesirable for both parties. After all, she didn't know what would happen if Akumi died, what if his barter-powers didn't swap back? Would she be stuck with an undesirable mess while her own excellency would be left in the chest of a dead sociopath?<br/><br/>Granted, she'd play conflict shy for the time being.<br/><br/><strong>"Humans are selfish beings, nobody'd perfect, and if there's one thing that will always shine through, it's the wrong in all of us, isn't it?"</strong>Amaya asked rhetorically, looking over at Megumi.<strong>"One good deed doesn't make up for one bad, though I guess I'm hardly one to speak"</strong><br/><br/>She sighed and let go of Megumi's new bedsheets, leaning up towards the wall between the beds.<strong>"You're welcome to stay in my room for as long as you'd like, make yourself comfortable. If you'd like, I can go over to your old room and pick up some clothes and what have you, if not, you're more than free to change into some of mine, I think our sizes shouldn't be too bad of a mismatch"</strong>Amaya said calmly while stepping into a pair of casual black panties and slipping on a well-sized white T-shirt. It was like a modest dress almost, though, it was mostly just to cover up a bit, it wasn't like she had to hide from anyone in particular in the girls' dorms, at least so she'd thought.<br/><br/>Though, with Megumi starting to break down, it was hard not to step up and offer a big soft hug, and she didn't consider herself one to let go of temptations, she quickly stepped up and wrapped her hands around Megumi, holding her close.<strong>"Don't worry about it, things'll normal out soon, I'm sure"</strong>There was some doubt in her voice. She couldn't tie it down enough to make it sound genuine, she was skeptical, worried, scared, of what the year had to offer as well.<strong>"Come on, pull yourself together. Actually, know what, I know"</strong>She said, starting to slowly pull Megumi along.<strong>"Eating always helps. I don't really have anything to offer but cup noodles, but it's good comfort food, what do you want, chicken, beef, or prawn? I'm good with any, so pick your poison"</strong>Her embrace slowly lifted into standing side by side with Megumi, by the low Japanese-style table.