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hadriel_logs2017-07-17 05:45 pm
theperfectcrime) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-07-17 05:45 pm
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I Drink From Your Gaze, A New Masquerade
Who: Rue Ryuzaki (Beyond Birthday) and OPEN + 1 closed.
What: Stepford Event
Where: Parks, Classrooms, and Graffiti - oh, my.
When: July 16th-July 25th
Warnings: TBA (but definitely expect some.)
[ Classroom - You hold the truth like a knife; you couldn't leave it behind. ]
Rue Ryuzaki writes his name at the top right corner of the board, as he does at the beginning of every class and what grade of Chemistry (9 - 12) he's teaching beneath it. Precise, easy, and then he turns back to the class. On his desk is an array of beakers, with some not-so-clearly-distinguishable ingredients lying beside them in bags.
"I would like to start with an experiment for display today, class." His voice is even, not even hinting if it will be interesting or not. But if you suspect it will be boring, well then... you clearly have never attended one of Ryuzaki's classes, pressing the envelope on what may or may not be legal in the classroom.
"A show of hands - how many of you have ever experimented with gunpowder? Fireworks, let's say."
Perhaps to no one's surprise, many of the students keep their hands down. Are you one of the ones that raises their hand? Perhaps you're actually afraid to admit it and keep your hand down. Or perhaps you think this suddenly became a huge red flag as a class. Please hold your questions until you're called on, though.
[ The Park - You came and took it away; the innocence I cannot replace. ]
It's a pleasant afternoon, though it's one of the few that Ryuzaki gets to attend in the park after school has ended for the day. He's still wearing his business-casual attire that he attends his classes in, but he has his camera, and a pouch on his side containing a couple additional lenses, should he see fit to use them.
Ryuzaki examines many things through the lense, not sticking to any one particular thing. He takes shots of scenery and people alike, but only the ones that seem to bear anything interesting at the very least. Although, they tend to be tinier observations. A person with an unusual smile. A red leaf sitting amidst it's green brethren. A particularly fuzzy caterpillar that thought it's appropriate home was on Ryuzaki's leg (and he seems unperturbed to allow it to continue crawling on him).
Perhaps you're curious as to what he's photographing? Or are you the latest one he's observing through his lense? It's not like he's trying to hide it.
[ Graffiti (Closed to Sharon) - Tell me that you were never real; you need another soul to steal. ]
Late at night, Ryuzaki finds himself, again, having trouble sleeping. Time for the standby - he grabs his camera and heads out into the night to see what he can find. Even if it doesn't do anything to aid him in his sleep, it does make for some fascinating photos later. The night is quiet, and usually lonely. He likes it that way. To see where his train of thought takes him.
Tonight, he strays off of his usual path, hoping to see something new, for anything that can spark his fascination. And it would appear he's in luck - he's run acrost a stretch of rather impressive graffiti. He certainly doesn't get to see this too often. He starts snapping away as he moves for different angles involved.
What he hadn't expected at this time of night was to find the source: ahead appears to be a girl, still spraypainting away as she continues her masterpiece. For a moment, Ryuzaki stares, curiously watching her movements as she goes along. And then - CLICK - he's caught an image of the culprit.
What: Stepford Event
Where: Parks, Classrooms, and Graffiti - oh, my.
When: July 16th-July 25th
Warnings: TBA (but definitely expect some.)
[ Classroom - You hold the truth like a knife; you couldn't leave it behind. ]
Rue Ryuzaki writes his name at the top right corner of the board, as he does at the beginning of every class and what grade of Chemistry (9 - 12) he's teaching beneath it. Precise, easy, and then he turns back to the class. On his desk is an array of beakers, with some not-so-clearly-distinguishable ingredients lying beside them in bags.
"I would like to start with an experiment for display today, class." His voice is even, not even hinting if it will be interesting or not. But if you suspect it will be boring, well then... you clearly have never attended one of Ryuzaki's classes, pressing the envelope on what may or may not be legal in the classroom.
"A show of hands - how many of you have ever experimented with gunpowder? Fireworks, let's say."
Perhaps to no one's surprise, many of the students keep their hands down. Are you one of the ones that raises their hand? Perhaps you're actually afraid to admit it and keep your hand down. Or perhaps you think this suddenly became a huge red flag as a class. Please hold your questions until you're called on, though.
[ The Park - You came and took it away; the innocence I cannot replace. ]
It's a pleasant afternoon, though it's one of the few that Ryuzaki gets to attend in the park after school has ended for the day. He's still wearing his business-casual attire that he attends his classes in, but he has his camera, and a pouch on his side containing a couple additional lenses, should he see fit to use them.
Ryuzaki examines many things through the lense, not sticking to any one particular thing. He takes shots of scenery and people alike, but only the ones that seem to bear anything interesting at the very least. Although, they tend to be tinier observations. A person with an unusual smile. A red leaf sitting amidst it's green brethren. A particularly fuzzy caterpillar that thought it's appropriate home was on Ryuzaki's leg (and he seems unperturbed to allow it to continue crawling on him).
Perhaps you're curious as to what he's photographing? Or are you the latest one he's observing through his lense? It's not like he's trying to hide it.
[ Graffiti (Closed to Sharon) - Tell me that you were never real; you need another soul to steal. ]
Late at night, Ryuzaki finds himself, again, having trouble sleeping. Time for the standby - he grabs his camera and heads out into the night to see what he can find. Even if it doesn't do anything to aid him in his sleep, it does make for some fascinating photos later. The night is quiet, and usually lonely. He likes it that way. To see where his train of thought takes him.
Tonight, he strays off of his usual path, hoping to see something new, for anything that can spark his fascination. And it would appear he's in luck - he's run acrost a stretch of rather impressive graffiti. He certainly doesn't get to see this too often. He starts snapping away as he moves for different angles involved.
What he hadn't expected at this time of night was to find the source: ahead appears to be a girl, still spraypainting away as she continues her masterpiece. For a moment, Ryuzaki stares, curiously watching her movements as she goes along. And then - CLICK - he's caught an image of the culprit.
no problem!
He takes hold of the beaker, sniffing it from a short distance away before looking back up at his peers. "Of course. I mean, which ones of us haven't set off fireworks when it comes to our town's celebration every year?"
It was only one of his experiences with things that go boom, mind you, but that was probably enough for some of the students to eat at least a few of their words.
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After Ryuzaki manages to get the vial elevated above the bunsen burner, he lights the burner and turns to Akira.
"That is a very good point, Akira. Many of us have experience with some form of explosive in everyday items, even. Many just do not realise it.
"Akira, as you continue, please pour a little of that mixture into the vial and allow it to liquefy."
And then he turns back to the class briefly after Akira's story.
"Class, I am going to ask a very important question, and I need your full cooperation - does anyone have gummy bears with them?"
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Meanwhile, one of the female students reluctantly came forward with a small bag of gummy treats, popping a bubble of gum as she approached the front. "If it will give me extra credit I'll gladly offer some of my snacks!" She announced, offering them up pleasantly before returning to her seat.
And here's Akira, still standing and doing his part, wondering what the heck he was getting himself into, images of giant mutant gummy bears taking over his thoughts.
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Ryuzaki opens the bag of gummy bears and eats two or three of them, satisfied with the flavor as he munches away.
"Yes, these will do nicely."
He finally walks back over to Akira, making sure the powder is a nice glaze at this point.
"Alright, Akira, goggles please."
Ryuzaki puts on his own goggles and, after Akira does as he's told, Ryuzaki holds out a gummy bear and then drops it into the solution for a rather fantastic show. Though exciting, perhaps even startling, it's rather harmless in it's current stage.
A faint smirk crosses Ryuzaki's lips.
"As you can see here, explosives can be created with even in-home and mundane materials. Isn't rather surprising that even sweets can pack quite the punch?"
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Curiously, he wondered if the different colours would provide different effects... It was nice, being in the good books of the chemistry teacher, sometimes.
He took mental notes of the experiment, perhaps just the slightest, mischevious gleam in his eye as he looked to his sensei for further direction, if there was any.
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He holds out the bag of gummy bears to Akira and motions his hand for Akira to go ahead.
"Melt the powder as before and add as many gummy bears as you so desire."
An expectant, yet somewhat serious look locks itself upon Akira's features, almost as if halfway daring him to try it. After all, Akira's the daredevil of this class, isn't he?
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With the first step nearing completion, there's a thoughful, "Hmm," from the young man as he eyes up the gummies... and reaches in to scoop up an overflowing handful of treats. Some fall from his grip— that's how many he's trying to hold onto, as he looks to Ryuzaki one more time... a mischievous grin on his face...
As he drops them all in at once.
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However, unfortunately for Akira, the reaction is nowhere near as drastic. In fact, the large about of gummy bears instead ignites and smolders, not unlike a log on the fire and the candy proceeds to simply melt and burn.
Before too much smoke arises, Ryuzaki takes a glass bowl and places it over the beaker to prevent the smoke from spreading and suffocate the flames, turning off the Bunsen burner.
"Very good, Akira. Do you understand why the smaller amount shot up in an explosion, but the larger quantity did not?"
pulling this out of my ass!!!!! dont mind me lol
It's the best guess he can give, choosing to explain his reasoning. "The reaction might need some breathing room in order to flare like the first time... much like a fire needs space in order to grow. If there's too much wood or kindling in a small space, or gummi bears in this case, it can smother the incendiary properties rather than giving it fuel."