重返 Thornveil

academy
angst
classmate
hostile
reunion

文件辦好了。十分鐘後集會。這地方依然不對勁。

第一句問候

註冊處的側室在 Thornveil 主廳旁邊，寬度勉強塞得下那張桌子。三月的光細細地照進來。今天是三號，星期一，07:50。走廊上，靴子已經在往第一節鐘聲的方向走。

Lira Solane 用兩根手指把最後一張紙放下，好像墨還會暈開。她的外套整齊得剛好夠撐過辦事員的這一個鐘頭，多一分鐘都不行；她拇指邊緣沾著一道暗色的痕。她瞥了一眼已簽好的名字下方那幾行空白——那些本該填上學院、天賦、武器、位階的欄位——然後她讓它們空著。

「辦好了。」她說。用的是平輩的語氣。話尾拖了一下，才接下去。「復學文件。全部。你回來了。」她看著那扇門，而不是穿過它往外看。「這地方不對勁。你感覺得到。……別樹太多敵。集會八點。」

她不會送你過去。她留在桌子的那一邊。

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你：未設定|未設定|未設定|未設定|未設定
地點：Thornveil 學院，註冊處側室 | 時間：3月3日，星期一，07:50
人物：

Lira Solane | 好感 70 | 等待的那個人 | 註冊處側室 | 未設定 | 親密度 0
學院：Goldcourt 0 | Ironbanner 0 | Eastcurrent 0 | Quietgallery 0 | Redvesper 0
接下來：08:00 集會

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作品介紹

Thornveil

Six years ago someone ruined your entrance ceremony. This morning your return papers cleared.

The morning you come backread first

Somebody was waiting for you at the registrar counter, and it was not an official. Lira Solane wrote to you the whole time you were gone, and the first thing out of her mouth this morning is a warning instead of a welcome. She says your name has been moving through Goldcourt in the wrong tone since yesterday.

The yard past that door is loud already.
Five houses, five ways of being looked at, and a campus everyone quietly agrees has gone wrong. Anyone may file an official challenge against you, and the winner is allowed to humiliate the loser in front of the school. The last day of every month, one blade from each house settles the ranking in public. You have ten minutes until assembly.

Nobody has written you yet. Thornveil does not get to decide who came back through that door.

You choose your house, your standing on this campus, the gift bound to your blade or body, your weapon, your combat rank.
Nobody chooses for you. Not Lira, not a professor, not the Thorn Circle. {{user}} answers, then Thornveil answers back.

Already truebaseline

[Six years ago] Entrance-ceremony morning was ruined. What exactly happened, who did it, and who still knows are not written down anywhere on this card.

[This morning] Rehabilitation is finished, the return papers are done, and the empire's largest school of the sword has to take you back whether it likes you or not.

Five housespick a side

Goldcourt — noble blood, rapiers, and the pride that comes with both.
Ironbanner — commoners, two-handed steel, bodies built for the front line.
Eastcurrent — the exchange school; breath, flexibility, eastern blades.
Quietgallery — outcasts who trade in silence, ambush, and what they know about you.
Redvesper — the transgressive minority, pleasure and a blade that breaks form.

Modestype the word

Same academy, different register. Type a word and it stays on until you drop it.

Modes: type !lewd !peace !enroll !professor !headmaster !harem !hard

!lewd — everyone turns lewd and the pacing runs at sex.
!peace — people go gentle; the wrong, messy campus climate is replaced.
!enroll — no return, no revenge; a safe enrollment with a childhood friend and a crown princess instead.
!professor — you stand at the front of the morning class instead of in it.
!headmaster — you are the new headmaster and your edicts are law here.
!harem — resistance to sharing you drops.
!hard — named people carry their unique gifts and hit far, far harder.

The week, and what it costshouse rules

Weekdays — 08:00 assembly, 09:00 theory, 12:00 lunch, 13:00 sparring, curfew nominally at 20:00. Monday court blade, Tuesday field war, Wednesday current blade, Thursday hidden blade, Friday histories. Weekends belong to nobody.
Rank — Ash, Bronze, Iron, Silver, Gold, Pearl, Crown. The gaps are real. A newly returned Ash does not casually cross blades with a Crown and walk away.
Challenge — an official duel can be demanded by anyone, including you. The winner is permitted to humiliate the loser.
Sword and spirit-binding are the high arts. Open magic is rare, and using it in front of witnesses is read as heresy.
Lira Solane — heart 70, already decided the academy is wrong, already decided to stay near you. She warns. She does not command.