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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[heartlands]

[he looks a little surprised that bradley is so calm, but after a moment:]

...Like, how'd they find out what happened, or what was the expulsion like?

[battling]

[Live in a place where everybody is trying to murder everybody all of the time and it's hard to really hold grudges that well.]

Both. Ain't like ya got anywhere else t' go.

[heartlands]

Fair enough.

[a little shrug.]

I used some vouchers to heal that bite your dog gave me and I couldn't explain where they went. And the expulsion was some kind of flying vehicle? We had to throw these things that exploded at each other to try and knock each other off. [a beat.] Which kind of makes me wonder why I'm not burned anymore...?

[battling]

[Nods slowly.]

Flying ship?

[He has a vague awareness of this concept, but he was also not present for "spaceship".]

Huh. Probably the same reason I'm not a pile of broken bones? Somethin' about [vague wave to the room] this place. Weird way fer an afterlife t' look.

[heartlands]

I'd never seen one before! It would have been pretty cool in any other situation.

[he glances around with a frown.]

Well - I'm glad you aren't. [...] Sorry about that, by the way. That's... not how I would have chosen to end it. It looked really painful.

[battling]

Dunno if ya had better options when I had a gun.

[He's just 0% fussed about the fact he was killed.

Because apparently something is tying them here, and that's the part that's annoying him more.]

It fuckin' sucked. I'm pretty sure my spine snapped somewhere in there.

[heartlands]

Yeah, that was... [yikes!] If I'd had to do it again, I would have brought an actual weapon.

[battling]

I dunno what happened t' that horse either...

[That poor, innocent (murder weapon) horse.

A shrug of his shoulders.]

Not like yer gonna need to do it again.

By the way, where'd ya get that information? The whole assimilation thing?

[heartlands]

I really hope it's okay... I mean, I get the whole wanting to fight back thing, but did you really have to shoot at it?

[this is the only thing he's frowning about about the entire encounter. at that next part, though, he nods.]

Yeah. Honestly, I'm glad to be done with it? I never really wanted anyone to get hurt. [now he can just vibe in the gy, good for him. as for the information:] ...Chad told us, and - what happened with Lan Wangji gave us more confirmation.

[battling]

I was tryin' to shoot at you.

[But it's hard to aim that high from the ground.]

Spring's Dorm Head? Were his eyes red while he was tellin' ya or was he still under the whole assimilation thing?

[heartlands]

Oh, okay.

[and he's instantly over it. amazing.]

...No, but I know what you're talking about. The red eye thing. I told Otome and Byleth about it before I got expelled, so at least they know something is going on.

[battling]

[amazing. sometimes there's just some murder causalities. sometimes there's just a little murder between strangers.]

Good. Fall Dorm knows about it too. And "Luke" is under somethin' similar.

[heartlands]

...I wonder if the same thing is happening to Viola and Sally, then.

[frowns!]

[battling]

Did ya see those application records that have stuff written on 'em? And the whole script crap.

Pretty sure they got assimilated before us 'n are fightin' it. Probably why they all "weren't feeling well" that first weekend.

[heartlands]

...I don't think that's it. When Chad did the whole red eye thing in front of me, he said he wasn't exactly assimilated, and it wasn't the same threat facing the rest of us.

[battling]

Then let's get this straight. There's two different threats goin' on around here?

Whatever's got a hold on the Dorm Heads, and then the assimilation thing.

[heartlands]

...I think so, yeah. Based on what we said. It would be easier if we could still talk to them.

[battling]

Texts bounce back, and the bear over there lost his keys and his phone.

[sighs. deeply.]

[heartlands]

Of course he did.

[ughhhhh

after a second, though:]

Hey, I know you don't seem upset or anything, but I feel like I should say at least once - I'm really sorry I got you stuck here.

[battling]

[Shrugs a shoulder.]

I'm a Northern wizard, basically prepared to die at any time. We fought 'nd ya won.

[gestures at daycare]

This does suck. Ain't even got alcohol in here.

[heartlands]

Yeah, I meant more in a general... Sorry the universe itself targeted you and you had to get trampled by a horse as a result. That kind of sorry.

[a snort.]</small. Maybe you could ask the bear.

[battling]

You ain't in charge of the universe, so I ain't acceptin' that half. But I'll take the part about the horse.

If I get real desperate.

[heartlands]

No, it's more the kind of sorry where I know it's not really my fault, but it still really stinks that it happened anyways.

[battling]

You humans... [A slightly exasperated sigh, but it's almost fond.] Fine.

Yeah, this shit sucks and it's fuckin' annoying we got caught up in it.

[heartlands]

[a small laugh]

What's that supposed to mean?

[he nods, though.]

If everything lasts as long as Chad said... It should only be about another month before all this is over.

[but then he, like, actually thinks about it.]

You know, a month. In this room. All together. [...] It's fine! I'm sure it'll be fine.