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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WEEK 4 - ALL WEEK.

[headsplitter]

[ He can't run, so here he is: ]

A. GARDENING?

[ Aikawa is just crouching over the gardens, back turned to everyone else in the far corner of the field. He's picking at one of the leaves there. The emotion that's wafting from him is vague curiosity. ]

B. WRONG NUMBER

[ Or you can find him at the receptionist desk, just standing there -- phone receiver in hand. And he puts the receiver down... and then picks it right back up, listening in silence. And he just, he keeps doing this? The emotions that emanate from him are a muddled quagmire, of frustration, of regret, of guilt, of sad loneliness. ]

A

[battling]

[Bradley walks into the garden, sees the veggies and the emotion is

You know that cat who screams at a cucumber? It's that emotion.

I'm sorry.]

[headsplitter]

[ I'm crying do you mean bananacat???

Aikawa just feels the DISGUST and looks up. He may be masked but you can tell he's grinning. ]

Oho, someone hates vegetables?

[battling]

[It's like this but without the sudden jump.]

They taste awful and they're bitter!

[headsplitter]

What, all of them? [ Immediately cackling. ]

[battling]

All of them!

[Veggies!! BAD!!!]

[headsplitter]

Haha! Seriously? You got big explodey magic stuff and you can't handle a carrot?

[ He pulls one out of the ground. Baby carrot. And just wiggles it by its wig (leaves) at him. Someone's having fun. ]

b

[floristic]

[ yikes........



she just stands here because this seems awkward to approach about. ]

[headsplitter]

[ Oh, he notices. And the emotions muffle themselves in favor of something more neutral!

Little hand wiggle wave. ]

Hey. Just testing the lines!

[floristic]

Um... how's that going?

I haven't tried it yet.

[headsplitter]

You can see for yourself if you wanna!

[ He holds up the receiver to her like, wanna try? ]

Haha, I mean, the line works, sort of. It's just... nothing helpful.

[floristic]

[ huh... she'll take it from him. kaoruko doesn't listen to it yet. ]

This really is a weird place. The admin building is so empty.

[headsplitter]

Right? It's like ghosts run the place.

[ And then he stiffens, a chill running down his spine for even suggesting the motion. REAL FEAR FOR A HOT SECOND. ]

Oooh, I hope it's not ghosts.

b

[wtfox]

...

[wow, those are some sad vibes. lila's giving off a muted curiosity as she glances over at him.]

Umm... you okay?

[headsplitter]

[ Oh -- he almost drops the receiver. Brief comedic moment of him scrambling, and he catches it before it clatters on the table. ]

Oh, hey Lila! Just testing the lines and seeing if they work.

[wtfox]

[her expression turns sympathetic]

Well... do they?

[headsplitter]

Uh... [ He looks down at the line in his hand. ] No. Not really, I mean -- there's people on the other side but it's not anything useful.

[wtfox]

Hmm... maybe we should just take it off the hook when no one's calling and leave it that way so they just get a busy signal.

[headsplitter]

No, it's...

[ ...He just holds out the receiver at her. Whether it's one of his or one of Lila's is your choice! ]

I guess you should just try listening for yourself.

A

[souheki]

[Oh hell yeah this vegetarian is pleased! Or he would be, if Aikawa wasn't bothering the vegetables. Sir.

The emotion that's wafting from him is "what are you doing".]

[headsplitter]

[ IT'S OUR BOY, LWJ. But wow! He isn't doing anything! He feels the gaze and looks up at him, raising his hands if to say 'I'm innocent, officer'! ]

I didn't touch 'em!

[souheki]

[You very obviously did touch them but he'll let it go because he isn't like, wreaking havoc or anything.]

Do you need assistance?

[headsplitter]

[ You can't prove anything. But he does stop touching and picking at the leaves when LWJ asks his question, starting to stand up. ]

Yeah! Actually! You're Lan Wangji, aren't you?

[souheki]

[Oh--his emotions shift into curiosity.]

Yes.

[headsplitter]

I'm Aikawa. [ Don't worry about it. ] Lila said you're the local acting lorekeeper of this place so far. What do you got?