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SPRINGLE - WEEK 0

common room.
In the common room, the walls have been painted with photo-like pictures of forests and lakes, and spread across the ceiling is a depiction of the night sky. One wall is lined with bookcases, the books ranging from fiction to non-fiction as well used course textbooks. More bookcases have been used to section off one corner for a study area, with a desk and chair provided.
Elsewhere, there are a few couches and chairs, most seated around a coffee table and with throw blankets tossed over them if you need the extra warmth. On the table is a bowl of healthy and semi-healthy snacks, regularly stocked. (Nearby is a garbage can.)
This week, there is a welcome basket near the bowl.
specialty room.
Past an entrance in the common room, a mini coffeehouse has been set up, with express machines for those who just want their coffee now and slightly more advanced equipment for aficionados. It offers a variety of strength levels and flavors to accommodate tastes all across the spectrum, along with a teapot and packets of caffeinated and non-caffeinated tea for those who prefer a different drink. There's a sink if you want to use your own mug, but otherwise, disposable cups are provided for you to use.
Please use this as an open post for members of Spring Dorm. You may post top-levels whenever you'd like and go wild. A new post will go up at the start of each week.
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None whatsoever. [(anna voice) tch] I take it the upstairs is much the same?
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[they're fucked, basically. he will reach forward and, like, knock on the window as if that'll help.]
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...Then - what. We wait? We can't be made to stay in here indefinitely.
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Of course not. [sharply. he's staring out the window before beating a fist against it. ow. whatever.] Shouldn't there be like, I don't know, an emergency exit or something?
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What would an emergency exit look like? An extra door? [He doesn't know what the heck one is and yet he's spot on, good work.] There's nothing of the sort.
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he's eyeing them, unsure of what to say.] ...I can keep looking then. If the windows aren't budging, let's try something else. [don't damage your sword...]
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...Right. I'll look with you, then.
[He also doesn't want to damage his sword, but it's a tough sword, it can take a beating. He doesn't move to sheathe it just yet either, in case bears suddenly attack.]
Has anyone looked in that tea room yet?
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I don't think so. But we should just to cover our bases, shouldn't we? [come along, let's not ruin more windows.]
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He will dutifully stop bullying the windows though, beginning to make his way to the specialty room.]
If we can't find anything there, shall we try the upper floor again? The third floor?
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Not a bad plan. Sieghart and I checked the second floor, but we didn't get to the third before coming back down to check here again. Think it's still locked?
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It might be, but it couldn't hurt to try.
[And then Chad gets bearnapped.]
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Stranger things have happened.
[He says, looking under the cart where all the tea shit is like a trap door is gonna be under there.]
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...nothing like this has ever happened to you, has it?
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No. [SOMEWHAT FRUSTRATED. Granted he's never been kidnapped to the future, either.] Shall I take it to be the same for you...?
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It's new enough. And annoying as hell. We're just as clueless as before.
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Yes - no one seems to have gained any definitive information between now and the time of our arrival. I can't say this makes me feel keen on believing any of it, anyway...
[WHY ARE THEY TRAPPED. He frowns, lifting up... a pot...]
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Yeah. Instead of answers, all we're getting is stuff that makes this whole thing feel even more planned and less voluntary.
[not that he believed it was voluntary to start with but damn.] Doesn't help we can be watched at any time.
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Anyway he doesn't even know about video surveillance and he agrees, just because spying was still a thing in the 1600s and also, maybe the bear is magic. Who knows!! Dry as hell:]
Well, hopefully they've had an entertaining time watching us. [BINCH. He'll fight them, whoever "they" are.] --Any luck? I'm not finding anything here.
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I'm sure they are. [just as grimly.] I've got nothing. There isn't much else we can check in this room, so...let's head up to the third floor and check.
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BUT WITH A SIGH he'll move away from the useless pots and shit, turning toward the stairs instead to start moseyin on up. As he goes:]
And if the door isn't unlocked and won't give?
[Where to next, he means. PLANNING AHEAD!!]
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Then we check our rooms again one more time. That's all we can do, isn't it?