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Who: All y'all
When: Day 1 – Morning
Where: Everywhere
What: School is in

[Somewhere, a bell begins to ring. You may know the type—obnoxious and loud, signalling the start of a brand new day of lectures and learning. Rise and shine, lovelies; wakey wakey eggs and bakey! And with that, just as the toll falls silent, you hear the sound you may have been waiting for: the click of a lock.

You're free to explore.]

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[ If you're set on exploring the school, you may run into someone doing the same thing: a man in his late twenties or early thirties, and fairly ordinary and human in appearance, dressed in a Drama-orange uniform, although the tie is fastened quite loosely.

(If you have some kind of technology-sense or superhuman vision, though, you'll be able to see that underneath the simulation of flesh and blood, his left arm is purely mechanical.)

He seems alert and surprisingly calm, although irritated, as he makes his way through the hallways-- ]

I'm too old for this. I'm way too old for this.

[ --and finally stops outside the mysterious gym, staring hard at it. ]

That's not ominous or anything.

Right? I love it.

[Hey, Bucky! It's the absolute last person you wanted to see.]

You've got weird taste, kid. I think you knew that, though.

Eeheehee. Just imagine what kind of horrible stuff's in there! Maybe that's where they keep the torture instruments!

[He's got to be doing this on purpose. He's got to be.]

Henry, shut up.

Nope.

La la la, la la~

It was worth a shot.

Nya ha ha ha!

...Really though. Whaddya think is in there?

It might be whatever machinery they used to drag us from our worlds. Or that might be hidden underground, or far away from here.

...Do you wanna go in?

[He looks so excited. He wants to explore so bad.]

Feel free to suggest a way into a building with no windows and no doors, when all our attempts to break shit fail.

Hee hee. Obviously there's another entrance. Maybe a tunnel. We just gotta find it!

Unless there's some kinda magic seal, but I can't sense anything like that.

I wouldn't be surprised if there were tunnels all over this place. I haven't found any entrances to 'em, though.

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No one's too old for places like this.

For hanging around in a school with a bunch of confused teenagers?

[she shakes her head]

For places with teams.

[pausing]

You've been to this sort of place too?

In the dorm where I woke up--there were three people familiar with this setup.

I have. I managed to survive.

[...]

Who are they? I know there are a few places, like Aather, Sabra... and I'm from the Library.

...

[wow, she's really kind of young to be talking about "managing to survive," but he'll let that go for now]

Kids a few years older than you. Kit, Coco, and Shinichi.

—I know Kit and Coco! They were my teammates!

[nevermind that teal was a different team, but. you know. married teams.]

Then you're not alone here. That's good.

Not that anyone ought to be here in the first place.

No, they shouldn't.

You saw the Student Handbook and the poster, right? Does your team have anything like that...?

Uh-huh. We're not allowed to murder each other, and we're supposed to be teams.

Comforting, right?

[just ignore all that sarcasm]

It's better than the Library. There were no rules against murdering each other.

[said ... very simply, like it's just a Fact Of Life.]

The teams are comforting, though.

Aw, hell, girl...