Conditions:
6 A.M. in the morning, January 28.
Heavy fog, little snow.
Tetsu
It was a cold day like always in January, but that didn’t bother Tetsu. It had never bothered him. Like every morning, Tetsu was sitting outside in a simple chair enjoying the quietness of the young day while reading the Bible. He often read the Bible, he liked reading it, not because he believed in God, on the contrary, he was a true man of science. He always said ‘The Bible makes a fairy good fairytale, with a good moral lesson you can learn.’ and Tetsu knows all the stories. He sometimes told them to his sons or his granddaughter. He wasn’t aware of the snow that was quietly falling down, on his head and on the book. If he would be, he wouldn’t mind it. Soon, the busy day would begin and people would be surrounding him again, as he was a clan head and a man with a lot of influence in all the five clans. The thoughts of that made him feel like he had a headache already so he shook the thoughts away and concentrated on reading again.Masashi
It was actually too early for Masashi to awake, but he couldn’t sleep last night. Dreams had been haunting him and he thought he heard voices. He woke up with a scream and sat up straight. He didn’t need to put the lights on as he could see pretty well in darkness. He sighed deeply and wiped the sweat of his forehead, then looked at his clock, saying that it was a little past six and sighed again. He decided that he’d better just get dressed and did so, pretty quickly. After that, he opened the curtains and then the window of his room. He climbed out of it and sat down somewhere on the roof. He watched ravens attack smaller birds and somehow a smile crept on his face.Kamijo
The young man was already awake as he liked getting up early to ‘carpe dium,’ as he himself liked to say. He was fully dressed and presentable as the clock hit six o’clock. He grabbed his sword and walked downstairs, then to the garden, past Tetsu and ran a few meters onto the field before slicing into a tree with his metal blade. He looked back at Tetsu. It seemed that the old man had not noticed him. He looked at the tree. A lot of deep cuts were in it, made by himself, Yu~Ki, Daisuke and lots of others who liked to practice sword fighting on this particular strong-looking tree. He took a few steps back and started using some techniques in mid-air as if he was fighting invisible enemies. For Kamijo, it was important to keep practicing sword fighting, not only because he liked it, also because he wanted to be able to protect Hizaki, his ‘princess’.Yu~Ki
The man who was respected as a wonderful doctor and feared as someone who could poison you with water, was already awake and in the library taking preparations for a lesson that he was going to give today. It would be his first time giving lessons so he was very nervous. Daisuke asked him yesterday if Yu~Ki would be able to teach the youngsters some medic skills, as Daisuke taught them how to injure each other. It seemed a nice variation to Yu~Ki but he was actually afraid of being the center of attention. ‘Stage fright,’ Tetsu often calls it and Yu~Ki tried not to let it bother him. He was talking out loud in the quietness of the library, which was empty, but Yu~Ki was still scared to make a mistake in what he said. He had everything written down perfectly with his fancy handwriting. He often looked at the paper to see if he was saying exactly what was written. He was a man that preferred a script for his life instead of the constant improvising that he had to do as diplomat.Kyo
As a clan head, he was already awake and he was sitting in the main living room. He had the newspaper lying next to him and was drinking some coffee while reading the front page. A married couple was murdered last night… He sighed as he always somehow took every bad news in the world personal. He was a pretty depressed man and it showed on his skin. He had scars everywhere and usually had one or two knife in random pockets. He occasionally had to visit Yu~Ki because of everything he had done to himself and the pills Yu~Ki gave him didn’t work. Kyo sighed and he flipped the page of the newspaper. A protest against the clans… This time he laughed. ‘Silly, silly mortals.’ He said to himself. It was a phrase he used for the ‘normal’ people: ‘mortals.’Daisuke
Daisuke was in his classroom on the main floor, preparing lessons and making the practicing swords shine. Weapons were his passion, always had been. He placed all the swords in the rackets and walked over to the guns. There were a lot of ‘weak’ shotguns in the classroom, all owned by Daisuke, all unloaded. There were also some more powerful guns and one mini-gun, unloaded except for one, Daisuke’s hand gun. He had black powder on his desk in a bottle and his gun was lying next to it. On the wall were maps of the world and important countries, but also a map of Soviet Union and the world as it used to be around the time of Napoleon and others. Daisuke looked at the swords again: katanas, shinais, claymores, broadswords, rapiers and a lot more. He nodded satisfied and sat down behind his desk. Today, they would go practice fighting outside as well, that’s why he was wearing something he usually wouldn’t: Something that looked like it could’ve been an army uniform.Kouji
Red lights were burning in the lab, in the basement, and machines were making awful noises but Kouji didn’t mind it. He wore a lab coat over his black, leather outfit and didn’t mind the safety glasses. While he was taking notes about two strange colored fluids that he was mixing, he was boiling a purple powder and running tests for yet another project on the super-fast computer next to him. He liked working alone and multi-tasking more than working together as a team. He had never been much of a team player as he was pretty stubborn and liked to do things his own way. Something behind him made a sound and he turned around to see that a liquid had exploded. He stopped his stopwatch and noted the time, then put the same liquid into another bottle, this time, as a mix with another liquid than the mix that had just exploded. Then he looked at the purple boiling liquid again and sighed. Everything always took so long. He wanted action…(There we go, the epic adventure has started XD)
