GRAVEYARD

[dormheads]

graveyard

students in time out: 10

It's a little hard to wake up when the melody that drifts into your ears is so comforting that it'd be so much simpler to stay asleep. Maybe everything that you remember last - the cold seeping into your fingertips, the pain of injury, or the darkness creeping into your vision - will just be parts of a bad dream.

But it's not.

When you wake up, it's probably a little disorienting - you have to push off a blanket and rise from this nice comfortable mat on the floor. Seems like you were all curled up for nap time. Literally. The room that you're in has furniture meant for small humans, children as some might call them, and everything is soft and plush to the touch with rounded corners. Blocks with the alphabet etched onto them, coloring books and crayons, and even a rocking horse dot the room to really give it that childish charm. If you can think of a child-safe toy, it's probably in one of the baskets that line the shelves of the room!

Around the room they'll find baby monitors that broadcast the antics of the living. Hopefully that doesn't feel creepy.

There is a yard outside through the glass doors, but it currently seems to be locked - and the glass won't break no matter how hard you try. There's a large pink door that feels enormous, ten times as tall as you, on one side of the room, but there's no way through that either. At the very top, you might see a directory sign that says: TO ADMINISTRATION BUILDING.

Huh.

Well... for now, get comfortable. It looks like you might be here a while.

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[wtfox]

[he's probably pausing when he sees bradley! or maybe lan wangji? wow, there are so many victims of rupert's murder hands in this daycare.

but lila is steadfastly ignoring him, except for the way her grip goes tight on the crayon she's writing something down with when she hears his voice.]

[heartlands]

[he's definitely pausing for her, too! and he looks very much like he wants to say something, but - she's making it clear enough that she doesn't want to talk to him. after a moment:]

Lila...

[wtfox]

[flatly:]

Rupert.

[heartlands]

[...]

You can tell me to leave you alone if you want. I won't talk to you again if that'll be easier.

[wtfox]

[...she is clutching her crayon so tightly it snaps in half. after a moment, she wrinkles her nose, discards it, and goes looking for another.]

We'll have to talk to each other if we're going to find a way out of this mess.

[heartlands]

...Okay. But the offer still stands for anything that isn't related to that.

[even though he wishes - well, it doesn't matter.]

[wtfox]

...

[well, once she finds a crayon she goes back to writing.




rip this thread is so short]