Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: Infirmary


Who I'm with: Nurses


What I'm doing: Passing out


Illn got to the infirmary and passed out, falling onto a bed. The nurses attended to him swiftly, beginning to patch up the holes, replace the blood, and stop the bleeding. It wouldn't be long before he would be able to wake again, though it was likely his body could take no more punishment this day.


Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Wandering


Why'nn made her way, rather slowly, down the hall. She decided she wouldn't go to class until she was back with Connor once more. Not entirely a boycott, just that she knew she had no real way of focusing without seeing him again. Deciding she'd try to reach out to him one last time, she stopped and sat down near a window. She crossed her legs, leaned back against the wall, and breathed deeply. Once her mind was clear of all distractions, she made a concerted effort to reach out to Connor.


'Connor? Are you okay? Please let me know if you can hear me. What is going on? Have you completed a devotion? What are they making you do?' She kept her mind calm, not letting her emotions get out of hand. 'I'm waiting for you. I'll be on the second floor in the hallway. I am not going to move until you are back.' The girl was not sure whether her thoughts were getting through, but she hoped they were. She wanted - needed - to hear from him again. Though she was surprised at how much she feared being without him in such a short time, she did like it in a strange way.
 
Location: A garbage can


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Climbing out of the garbage


James sighed, pulling bits of old paper and food wrappers off of his clothes. He didn't know why, but something about his appearance just seemed to make people want to torment him. So for all that this school was different, that stayed the same. But did they really have to leave so many bags of sand on top of the lid? With a sigh, James stepped into the hallways.


"Hello?" He called, checking to make sure the kids who put him in the garbage were gone. "Is anyone there?"
 
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Location: Entry Hall


With: HK, Zipper, and an unidentified male


Activity: Getting frustrated


Bridget was still in a negative mood as Why'nn left up the stairs upon the sight of a man in a combative posture, and her angry 'unrelated' brother, who had went to the infirmary for treatment to his wounds. If only I-I could say sorry... the young man thought unhappily, looking down at his strange-shaped boots that had good kicking power. Although he wasn't going to hurt anyone at the moment, he took Illn's threats very seriously. As he overlooked the seemingly masked man, the crossdresser recognized the artificial being refer to him as 'Blood Commander Drexo'. Maybe he was a figure of authority? Since the young man didn't know entirely, if he wished to talk with him, he would call him simply 'Drexo'. He also noticed earlier the threats the bot had made towards the hostile boy, mentioning 'HK-47'. What was this? He also stated something to him that sounded like gibberish. Perhaps it was a curse in a foreign language. Struggling to speak, Bridget held up both his palms to his face and sighed, seeming extremely upset at all the events taking place. If only I hadn't let go... That's what ran through his mind. Once again, caught in his own world of negativity, the effeminate man ignored most sounds and words.
 
Location: An unfamiliar hallway


Who I'm with: Some girl sitting on the floor (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Being miserable


James walked down the hallway, not even sure what part of the school he was in. He'd pretty much run blindly away from the kids picking on him, not that it did much good. He thought he could recall going up a few stairs along the way... but he wasn't really sure. With a sigh of defeat, James leaned against a wall and slid into a sitting position, pulling his legs up to his chest to somewhat hide his face. He sniffed, determined not to cry... too late.


As James sat against the wall, wiping tears from his eyes, he saw that on the other side of the hallway, sitting near a window, was a girl looking about as miserable as he felt. James stared for a moment before burying his face in his hands, still trying to wipe away tears.
 
Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: A guy?


What I'm doing: Being disturbed


Footsteps, sliding sounds, the rustling of cloth, sniffling, then crying. It brought her out of her meditation, shattered her attempt at contacting Connor. She let out a deep sigh. 'If he's alive, I suppose I have to let him come to me...' Her gaze settled on the boy across from her. Why was everyone crying today? Perhaps they all had valid reasons. She'd shed tears earlier in the morning and she hadn't seen what caused this one's sadness. Bridget's sadness was another thing. That she did not comprehend.


Why'nn watched the boy who took away her peace, staring at him unblinkingly. 'How does it work when a student dies here? Do their souls return to their home realms? Do all the gods of all the realms have influence here? My god certainly gives me strength, he has granted me magic thus far, therefore he must have influence. Will I go to him when I die? I hope so... I want nothing more than to serve him...' Her thoughts continued on this path, contemplating her lord and his influence on this realm. However, her eyes never left the boy across from her. Her expression remained blank and she did not blink.
 
Location : the entrance hallway/second floor hallway


Who I'm with : Bridget , Zipper , Blood Commander Brutus (hallway) Why'nn (Second floor hallway)


What I'm doing : getting back to what I was already on task for


HK-50-01 watched Zipper say something about scissors. In HK-50's eyes , scissors were very poor as weapons. He didn't understand why this zipper being clapped her hands together , even when her eyes glowed and her hands sparked. Of course then she pulled a giant pair of scissors materizalized from what he thought was a holo-gram. The scissors were crooked and he still considered them impractical , but they would indeed scare fleshsacks effectively. He wasn't new to fear tactics after all. The Falleen Hybrid confirmed it was actually her scissors , and not someone else's. As if they could be anyone else's when you pull them for your body in a holographic form. of course you could be someone else's yourself , but those are surely your scissors.


Apparently the creature did know what a planet was. Why did it even ask then? The information of it coming from the Underworld was very , very interesting. He assumed a Hell Witch was some sort of evil creature not unlike a Dathomirian Nightsister. Despite it saying it was a doll composed of organic material , he was still set on it being a form of Alchemical Beast , and it saying it was created in the Underworld by Hell Witches did nothing to dissuade this assumption. Apparently it was a higher quality compared to the rest of it's kind , somewhat similar to himself.


He saw Bridget appear to be sad , which he may care about if he was more protocol droid and less assassin. He didn't have time for any of this. He had to get to Why'nn , to help her get over that son of a Kath Hound Illn. Saying "invitation/Reply : that's interesting Zipper. Very similar to the Sith Beasts of my world , created in what some consider underworlds by powerful Alchemists. I'm going to Why'nn now , and if any of you want to go too , I don't care as long as you don't ruin everything again like that son of a Kath Hound Illn did."





He then brusquely walked into the second floor hallway , seeing Why'nn sitting with some crying male Fleshsack underneath a veiwport. He quickly walked over to them , not particularly caring that there was an unfamilar human right beside her. He'd just identify himself once again. His voice crackled as he spoke , a sign of weary frustration-he was too self sure to say it was really loneliness-that few outside of Class Four droids knew of. "Statement/apology : sorry for your brother Illn going all HK-47 on you and very sorry for not coming quicker , that Falleen Hybrid was keeping me. Are you okay? I hope I haven't upset you myself. And what's this fles- fellow's worries?"
 
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Location: A hallway


Who I'm with: A girl (@folclor ), a scary robot (@HK 50 09 )


What I'm doing: Being awkward


When James had finished wiping away his tears, he noticed that the girl across the hallway was staring at him. He shrank against the wall a bit, slightly unnerved. The sudden appearance of a strange robot did not help his confidence. After remaining quiet for a moment, he answered the question in a quiet voice.


"Um... some Seniors threw me in a garbage can. I don't know why I'm sad about it... I should be used to it by now. It's just..." James wiped away another few tears. "I don't know... I thought that this time, in this school, things might actually be different. I guess that was stupid of me..."
 
Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: A guy and HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Being interrupted again


HK's sudden appearance startled her from her thoughts and she looked up at him. Why was he following her around so much? She didn't understand. At least with Connor she knew. Most of the others had left her alone and she preferred it that way. And then the boy gave his reasoning for his sadness. Being thrown into a garbage can. 'What's a garbage can?'


Her gaze fell upon HK-50-01 as she formulated a response. "I would prefer not to call him 'brother.'" She motioned for him to sit with her if he liked. "This is normal. I have sustained no damage emotionally or physically." A moment of silence passed. "What is an HK47?"


Then Why'nn turned her attention on the boy. "Then get stronger. Go for low blows if you must. There is no need to spill tears over weakness. Simply work to fix yourself." Though she could sympathize with wanting things to be different (after all, she believed she would escape her brothers and insane liches and here she was) she did not understand simply sitting down and crying about it. "Next time they attempt to attack you fight your way out of it."
 
Location: A hallway


Who I'm with: A girl (@folclor ), A robot (@HK 50 09 )


What I'm doing: Talking


James sighed. Unfortunately, he'd had this sort of discussion before. He'd tried fighting back, but all he'd managed to do was lose control of his sorcery. Then he'd gotten his invitation to the school. Somehow, he doubted there would be another second chance.


"I've tried that." James said. "I just can't control my powers well enough. I don't think the Headmistress would be happy if I set another school on fire." He pulled his Jian off his belt, looking at it with a nervous chuckle and a cynical smirk. "And I've got no idea how to this stupid thing."


He didn't even know why he'd taken the sword with him.
 
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Location: Entry Hall


With: Leaving the group of HK, Zipper, and 'Drexo'


Activity: Waiting again, and getting upset at himself.


"C-Clearly..." Bridget said in a clearly agitated voice, "I'm not one at all to fit into this place... I-I mean... People are getting angry at me already... What can I do right?" The young man stormed off negatively after complaining in his extremely effeminate voice. He once again had to walk down the hallway, and sit in a row of chairs, at which he could get a glance of an office-like outlet. Thinking he was a bad person for everything he'd done, his eyes watered up as he exhaled and looked down to his legs. "Damn it... I'm such a freak..." The crossdresser sadly put his veil back on his head and watched as his tears fell on his thighs.
 
Location : Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with : some Human male , and Why'nn


What I'm doing : analyzing and providing good advice


HK-50-01 noticed the boy's reaction to Why'nn and the droid's own glowing photoreceptors turned in his direction. He really wasn't entirely sure why he would be scared of Why'nn , as in HK-50's mechanical mind she was quite unthreatening. Now being scared of his own metal visage , he understood. Why'nn was also startled by him , which dittressed him. The male then chose to adress them both , fear shown through in his voice as he replied to the droid's question , making him assume the Liquidous one was more scared of the menacing silhouette than Why'nn. Apparently it was something about seniors throwing him in a non-active recycler. Why are old men even here? And why bother with petty pursuits like that?


Honestly the droid didn't understand why the Fleshsack was sad about it either. If he should be used to it , why wasn't he? And why would he assume things change? In his own memory , things rarely change unless something drastic happens. Especially things having to do with violence. The droid understood dissapointmemt with one's self , as after all that was what caused his fights earlier. As soon as the boy was done , Why'nn looked at him and began speaking. No , HK himself would prefer as well to discount certain relations as being a relation. She also apparently wanted him to sit with her , which was something that rarely happened. Usually people didn't want droids to sit with them because that would acknowledge them as the equals that they were. He gladly say with her , enjoying being considered an equal. He was saddened in a way to know that her not-really relation being a stubborn fool was so normal she hardly cared. Though again this was something they had in common. He would explain to her who HK-47 was after she was done speaking , because at that moment she seemed to echo HK-50's own thoughts on the Human male's predicament so flawlessly he wondered if she wasn't in his own head. Another reason this one could become a Sith , and a good one too. I look forward to furthering my aquatince with her.


As was typical that day , the moment the droid went to speak some being interrupts him with what was largely trivial. Apparently the human had poor control over his own abilities. Interestingly he must have set a school on fire. HK loved fire , in its ravenously destructive mayhem. He was also interested in the fact that the being carried a Vibro-Blade. Why in the Galaxy and beyond would you carry a weapon you don't know how to use? The bluff factor only goes far enough with cowards , and may draw more attention than not having it at all!


Finally having an opening to speak , he adressed them both in a much happier tone. "Gratification/reply/Advice/Informational : Thank you very much for considering me an equal , Why'nn. That's a rare treatment for a droid of any type. I have one question , Human Male , why would old men seek to throw you in inactive recyclers? Aren't they experienced enough to be bored with such a pursuit? I was going to give you advice on that subject buy Why'nn seemed to echo my thoughts perfectly , aside from that you should push your endurances to know your limits and abilities. And go to train with the combat instructor to learn how to use that Vibro-Blade there. I sympathize with not wanting to call a relative a brother or relation of any kind Why'nn , HK-47 I prefer not to call a predecessor model myself. Speaking of him , imagine me , colored bronze-copperish and acting very close to that Illn fleshsack. Traitor to the extreme! I have a goal of getting vengeance on him. We seem to have some things in common indeed!"
 
Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Some boy and HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Talking, apparently


Why'nn watched the boy and HK, respectively, as they spoke. To the boy she said, "Then attend classes. Their purpose is to instruct, train, and hone. The teachers can help you gain control." She sighed. Why did she have to talk right now? Honestly, she'd rather just jump out the window again. "If you do not know how to use a sword do not carry one." She closed her eyes, leaning her head back against the wall. "Having a sword marks you as a possible threat or as an arrogant kid needing to be taken down a few pegs. If you don't know how to use it don't be surprised if it is taken from you and used to harm you." This was, more or less, simply repeating a lesson Mistress Zaltya taught her long ago. "I do not know if setting the school on fire is possible, though Kossuth would bless you were you to do so in my realm."


But so many voices, and so loud. Why'nn held her head in her hands. It hurt and she wanted to go lay down or find Connor. One of the two. 'What is a Vibro-Blade? Are "seniors" old men? I glazed over it as I'm unfamiliar. What is a bronze or copperish color?'





"I apologize for your issue with your relation. It sounds... infuriating. There is no need to treat you as less simply because I do not understand you. There is no possibility of understanding until one allows oneself to look beyond one's own prejudices. My... The others of my 'Father's' children do not seem to have mastered this."
 
Location: A hallway


Who I'm with: Some Girl (@folclor), a robot (@HK 50 09 )


What I'm doing: Thinking


James was a bit confused why the robot mentioned old men. Perhaps 4th year students were called something else at this school? Regardless, he considered the words that they said.


"I guess you're both right. I suppose I should get rid of the sword until I'm ready to use it."


He walked over to the window and opened it up, staring at the magical drop to the grounds below. He stared at the drop for a moment before picking up his sword and dropping it in. He watched it fall to the ground below, then closed the window. He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. Maybe he should go find someone to teach him to control his powers. Or at least an empty room to practice in. There was just one problem.


"Hey..." James began, his face turning red. "I'm embarrassed to ask but... What part of the school is this? Those 4th years were chasing me for so long I kind of lost track of where I was..."
 
Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm With: Nishira, the Sith, Acantha


What I'm Doing: Hearing Why'nn


Connor laid there on the table while the two women discussed what they had in store for Why'nn. The objects in the room had all clattered to floor on Nishira's order, which annoyed him. He glared at the two women and that's when he heard Why'nn reach out to him. He wanted to much to warn her about what was going to happen, but he now couldn't. He grit his teeth angrily, but projected his mind outward once more to her. 'I'm okay Why'nn. I hope you're okay too. I don't know why this is taking so long, but it should be over soon. I'll be back with you. I have to protect you.' With that, Connor glanced around once more. He was honestly now getting bored. "Is there any way we can speed up this process? I'm starting to get a chafing feeling around my wrists." He wasn't quite sure why, but he'd elected to go with a joke. Probably not the best idea.


Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm With: Nishira, a boy, a woman


What I'm Doing: Being slightly amused


Manara eyed the boy, a curious grin passing her lips. "Does anything phase this young man? He's been strangled twice, watched someone die, and gone through the binding. Yet he seems particularly resilient. Where did you find him?" Manara looked back to Nishira, the curious grin never wavering. There was something about him that so enticed her. He would be an interesting apprentice for her despite not being Force sensitive. If only she hadn't had that other business to attend to.
 
where: the second floor hallways


with: hk ,why'nn,and james


is doing what: following the robot


Zipper

Zipper takes her scissors and her eyes glow and they shrink down as she slipped them into her hoodie pocket with a nod. "Okay!"


She says and followed after hk with a wide smile. She followed him and saw why'nn and james too giving a big toothy grin. "Hi!!" She says with a excited wave giggling.

@HK 50 09
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@folclor


@BloodHasSpilled


@Rookie


@TommyGun15
 
Location : Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with : Human Male and Why'nn


What I'm doing : informing and replying


HK-50-01 noticed Why'nn adressed the Human Male first , as he spoke first. This the droid found very sensible. He once again found himself agreeing with her , and this built upon his assessment of them being similar. In fact she broadened his advice , but he knew she was able to do this because she was more familiar with teachers and schooling programs. After all , HK-50 started life with most of his knowledge already programmed into his brain , with no need for learning in an educational facility. She also echoed his very thought packets with the remark on carrying a weapon without the knowledge to use one. Of course she re-iterated the information in a decidedly more organic way , but was this not to be expected? The assassin himself had taken blasters from weak men and shot them to death with them.


The mechanical being wasn't sure what Kossuth was or why she wanted him to burn schools in 'her realm'. Perhaps she had poor memories of schools in her realm. If they're anything like the Sith Academy on Korriban , I can see many reasons why she would feel thusly to it. It may be also why she thinks like me so much. She held her head in her hands for a reason HK himself couldn't figure out. Perhaps frustration or weariness?


Then she adressed HK-50 , and he was interested that she didn't dismiss his relations to The traitor HK-47 because he was a droid. In fact she apologized for it. If anyone should apologize , it should be in HK-47's final words before I melt him into metal ore. Just as surprising was that she said something he had never heard before. This would be that things one doesn't understand shouldn't be treated as less than. He found this very , very interesting , and committed that to his quick-acess voice imprint section of his partitioned droid brain. She then said something just as profound to the droid as the preceding statement , just in a less profound way. He was sure if beings did this , there would be less conflict , which repulsed and attracted him in a rare split of conscience. He wasn't sure of what she meant by 'my father's children' , but he did understand thick headed foolishness.


He paid less attention to what the Human Male said , something about wanting to give up the sword and then something about what part of the school this is. How one could be in so much terror so as to lose sense of direction was something the stone-willed droid didn't understand , but he would answer the question despite that. After that he saw in the edge of his vision that Zipper entered , giving a decidedly reptilian grin. Great , it'll scare the humans away. Just wonderful. Can I get anything done today?


The Prototype now spoke , his voiced tinged with not a trivial amount of anger. "Greeting/offer/Replies : hello again , Zipper. Please refrain from smiling too much in front of the humans , I don't want to scare them away and if I did I would have an easy time of it without you assistance. Why'nn , once again you share my opinion perfectly about many things. I am happy to know you are an enlightened Liquidious , there are very few of them. Thank you for understanding my issue with my traitorous kin , instead of dismissing it because of my droid status. It's refreshing not to be treated as a slave. What is this Kossuth , for informational purposes? I bet if more fleshsacks followed your philosophy , there would be less conflict. I'm happy to know I have met the reasonable out of the offspring of this 'Father'. Human Male , I would offer to take your sword. I like it indeed. Also we are on the Second Floor Hallway. But again , thank you for treating me as an equal , Why'nn. You may or may not understand how harshly droid's are treated..." He surprised himself by leaning over and bringing her into an embrace with both his arms , being careful not to squeeze too tight. I suppose I really do like this Why'nn character. Perhaps this is what the Fleshsacks describe as 'friendship'.
 
Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: HK-50-01, Zipper, and a boy


What I'm doing: Being distracted


They were talking, but her mind was snapped away from the conversation and her eyes shot open as she sat up straight, dropped her hands, and listened. Seeming to not notice or recognize the three she was with any longer, she stood and began to wander. 'Protect me? Connor, what are you talking about? I'm fine. I... I am simply around a couple other students and a droid called HK-50-01. He seems protective of me, or at least desirous of a friendship. What are you trying to protect me from?'





She was not entirely wandering away from the group, more pacing up and down the hallway with slow, measured steps. However, she did not respond to the others as she had not heard them. Her expression was one of concern, but obviously not having to do with the conversation at hand. It appeared she did not even recognize that Zipper had joined them.


Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: Manara, Connor, and Acantha


What I'm doing: Talking


"I said quiet, boy," Nishira cooed as a mother comforting a young, frightened child. He would find himself unable to make noise. However, to keep the problem from arising again, she took a piece of cloth and fitted it in his mouth as a gag. "Now, to your question." She sighed and lowered herself into a high-backed chair. "He's from one of the Earth realms. His particular iteration apparently has a lexicon of information on the other worlds, but it is all filed under 'fiction' and, therefore, no one believes it true." Nishira giggled a bit. "You know, Manara, I am certain you could go ahead and commence your game should you choose. As long as the little bird does not miss her master's classes there is no worry at giving her... extra training."
 
Location: The Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: A Girl who's name is apparently Why'nn (@folclor ), a robot (@HK 50 09) , Something called Zipper (@mewbot5408 )


What I'm doing: Steeling my nerves


James froze when he saw the strange creature enter the hallway. From what he could see, it was all claws, teeth, and for some reason a dinosaur hoodie. That last one kind of threw James for a loop. But... the Robot seemed alright with... her? James thought the voice sounded somewhat feminine. James shrank away at first, then slowly moved closer and offered to shake hands. Worst case scenario... okay he didn't want to think about the worst case scenario. Still... Standing up for himself had to start somewhere. Probably best to start with getting to know people, before he became the school chew toy again.


"Um... Hi? I'm James... I don't really know anyone at this school..."


Location: The Kitchen


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Being silly


Sieghart stood in front of the stove, watching the stew boil. As he was doing this, he held a wooden spoon by the handle, pretending it was a guitar.


"Listen well boy. There are two bells to ring, the parish above, the blighted bog deep below."





Sieghart began to half-walk half-dance around the kitchen, checking on the oven, the stove, the bonfire in the middle of the room.


"And their guardians, who thirst for your cursed blood."





Across the room, the oven beeped, signaling that the roast was done. Keeping in step with his singing, Sieghart crossed the room and set the oven to keep the roast warm until lunch. Meanwhile, he put some dough in a second oven to make some rolls. It would be cutting it close, but at least the food would be hot out of the oven come lunchtime.
 
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Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm With: Nishira, the Sith, Acantha


What I'm Doing: Talking to Why'nn


Connor struggled against the order not to tell, but he found himself still unable to do so. 'I can't say. She won't let me... I need to get back to you. I-I miss you. And I have to protect you from them.' Again, Connor tried struggling against the orders. It was making him so angry that he couldn't warn her. He was so frustrated that he began trying to pull his hands free from the bonds that held him. He had to get free...had to get back to Why'nn. He had to protect her. He pulled as subtly as he could at the restraints on his wrists, but they just weren't budging, and it had begun to dig into his skin. Despite the pain, the blood that had been let from his struggle seemed to be lubricating the wrist restraint, which finally allowed him to slip his hand free. As it seemed Nishira was distracted, Connor managed to slip the rest of the restraints fairly quick once one hand was free. He threw the gag to the ground and attempted to make his way out the door.


Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm With: Nishira, a boy, a woman


What I'm Doing: Conversing


Manara chuckled lightly as she heard Nishira's explanation about the boy's realm. "You mean to say that this boy, until this moment, has believed my kind was entirely a work of someone else's imagination? Now that is a place I'd like to go to," she said, her face clearly one of considering visiting that realm. "As for the girl, I'd hate to keep her from her own master. She and I will commence our activities after her studies for the day are done. I will try not to keep her too late." Manara's cruel smile had returned at the mention of the girl. While she was going to enjoy her time with this girl, she was going to enjoy the fact that it would torture the boy to know what was happening to his love.
 
where: the second floor hallways


with: hk ,why'nn,and james


is doing what: interacting with others


Zipper

"but zipper is in good mood... She can't help to smile..." She says sticking out her tongue as her green plush tail wagged behind her like a dog's.

She looks at james and holds out a soft deathly snow pale hand taking his in a small shaking his. "I'm zipper...I'm a third year." She greets in a very friendly manner as she starts to smile again.She lets go of his hand and crouched down observing him for a moment. "If that's the case you can be zipper's friend."

@HK 50 09

@folclor

@BloodHasSpilled

@Rookie

@TommyGun15
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Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Unknown (HK-50-01, Zipper, and a boy)


What I'm doing: Reacting


'Where are you? I'll come free you...' She began to head toward the stairs. She remembered the teachers' quarters being on the floor above. Perhaps he was there? 'I'm coming to find you.' At the stairs, climbing now. She had to find him, she had to save him, free him. Why'nn didn't know where he was, how to get to him, or what was going on. Why was he so worried? She knew about the headmistress's plan, she understood the end goal, or so she believed. Maybe he didn't fully understand?


Her feet tread lightly upon the steps, barely making a sound as she crossed the threshold to the third floor. If she knew how to project these images to him, she would. 'Are you here?' She did notice a continued staircase upward, even if it was not in good repair.


Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: Manara, Connor, and Acantha


What I'm doing: Talking


Nishira shared the chuckle. "Mine, too, dear. And, yes, up to this point he believed both our kinds to be works of fiction." She shook her head, then shared, also, the cruel smile. "Yes, yes, wouldn't want a student out too late." She laughed. "Oh, you're going to absolutely corrupt these children, aren't you? I do hope this happening brings something useful beyond sating your sadistic pleasures. Not that those aren't important, mind you. Speaking of, will this be a one time event or do you intend to take the child over a course of encounters? If it is the second I shall have to order her to obey you as well..." As she considered this, a familiar scent wafted through the air. "I smell blood..."
 
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Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Why'nn (@folclor ), A Robot (@HK 50 09 ), Zipper (@mewbot5408 )


What I'm doing: Talking with Zipper


James shifted nervously as Zipper looked at him, more than a little bit uncomfortable with the attention. Still, Zipper, whose gender James still couldn't place, seemed friendly enough. In fact, if Zipper was a third year maybe they could be convinced to help James learn to defend himself. Okay, maybe he was getting a bit ahead of himself. With a bit of focusing, James tried to put a bit of confidence in his voice. Emphasis on tried.


"It's um... It's nice to meet you Zipper."


James noticed Why'nn leaving the hallway. He chose not to follow for the moment. Given the circumstances under which he found her, he got the distinct feeling that she wanted to be left alone.


"I think I'd like to be friends... Though I'll admit I haven't really had many friends in the past. I've had to move around a lot.


(I'm trying something to keep track of my characters when more than one of them has a post at the same time.)

 

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Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm With: Nishira, the Sith, Acantha


What I'm Doing: Escaping


Connor quickly made his way out the door of the ritual room and into an office of some kind. That was when he heard Why'nn's thoughts. 'No. I'm here.' He projected the image of the office to Why'nn, stopping to consider where to go next. He wanted her to meet him, but then he thought better of it. 'Don't come up here, in fact, go back to where you were. I'll come find you. If they see that I'm gone, I don't want you to be implicated in the escape I just made. Trust me, okay? I'll find you.' He made his way to the door, and began his trek down the stairs.


Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm With: Nishira, the boy, a woman


What I'm Doing: Being amused by this boy once more


Manara turned around and walked back toward the table where the boy was supposed to be when Nishira mentioned she could smell blood. She gave an amused laugh when she saw he was gone. "It would seem the boy has slipped his bonds and taken off. You have found yourself quite the rebellious telepath, Headmistress." She examined the table closer and picked up the binding that was around the boy's right wrist. As she touched it, she felt something wet and smelled the substance. It was the blood. "Willing to commit self-harm to free himself too. What will you do? Will you let him go?"
 
Location: Third floor


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Going to help Connor


'Connor, we're stronger together. I'm not afraid of them.' A bit of a lie, but she put enough bravado that he shouldn't be able to tell. The picture of the office looked like something the red wizards would have. She frowned at this, but ascertained it must be another floor up. 'I don't care if they know I want to help you escape.' Why'nn began to climb the stairs, this time consciously trying to quiet her steps. 'I'm coming to help you.' It was against his wishes, she knew that and part of her felt horrible for not abiding by his words, but she also knew that leaving him alone meant leaving him open to harsh punishment, something she wasn't about to let happen. The girl quickened her steps.


Location: Ritual Rom


Who I'm with: Manara and Acantha


What I'm doing: Making a decision


Nishira frowned. "He'll need to be tempered, brought to heel. He cannot have his own way or he'll believe himself entitled to such." She glanced around the room, then motioned for her teachers to follow. Out of her desk she pulled a scroll and handed it to Manara. "Go one floor down, to the foot of this staircase. He can't've gone far and he needs to learn not to disobey." Though this was all fun and games a moment ago, the headmistress did not mess around when it came to telepaths, especially ones with this much promise. If she gave him too much leash he would be her undoing.


"I will wait here. If you wish to administer punishment feel free to do so, but you cannot kill him. Even if you do so, you will bring him to me for sterner discipline."
 
Location: Second floor hall


Company: Approaching HK-50-01 (@HK 50 09 ), Zipper (@meowbot5408 ), and a new boy (@TommyGun15 )


Activity: Checking everything out


After whining and being upset for a short while, he concluded that no teacher wanted to help him. He needed to speak with that lovely and nice Why'nn girl again. She needed to show him around, the crossdresser thought. Walking upstairs with quite an upset expression on his face, still not over his dilemma, he groaned, looking at the group that included a new, silver-haired boy. "Where's she gone now? I'll never make friends around here..."
 
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