GRAVEYARD...... 2!

[dormheads]

graveyard

students in time out: 16

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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Comments

[modissty]

[YEAH!! He's out here doing the most, firing shots at everyone without meaning to!

That just earns her a bit of a wry look.]

Such similarities have not done us much good, unfortunately.

[momming]

Truly.

[ She just. Sighs. ]

Here we are, showing exactly how much good it's done us. I think Beau would probably scold us both, if she...

[ Well. Remembered. ]

[modissty]

[BEAU your AMNESIA.]

It should return to her soon, I should hope... Though the effects of interacting with that thing directly do seem to be worsening. [A frown. Hates it! He hates that, thanks.]

[momming]

[ She nods. It's a little... embarrassing to admit she pretty much watched all of that, but. ]

I was worried when Luxanna and Lalli wanted to go immediately, so I'm glad they're choosing to wait. I know what we learn is important, but losing that much of yourself... is it worth it?

[modissty]

[He's frowning a little bit at that.]

Crownguard-san seems to think it will not harm those she is close to, to see her forget them.

[Why are they literally all like this.]

...But one must take risks to gain ground, in situations like this, unfortunate as it may be.

[momming]

... I know. I just-- am uncomfortably intimate with what that's like, on both ends. Forgetting others, being forgotten...

I wouldn't put anyone else through it, if I had the choice.

[ She closes her eyes, looking a little pained. ]

I hate what this place has done to everyone.

[modissty]

[Yeah, mood! Mood, man. He wouldn't wish this place or the pain it puts people through on anyone.]

...I do, as well. Even if we are able to avenge ourselves, there are some things we can't get back after this.

[momming]

[ ... she gazes down at her hands. The hands that hit Lan Wangji with a dumbbell and took Wang Lu's life.

And she just nods, silently. ]

[modissty]

[Just. Giving her a gentle sort of look.]

[momming]

... I don't like who I've had to become here. I think that will stay with me.