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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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Mm, I know. I get it.

[he's about to say something else, but . . . black. He frowns a little]

. . . you can have one of my spares, if you want.

Aww, how kind of ya.

... might wanna keep a hold of 'em, though. I have a feelin' things are gonna get rough around here. [ She says it neutrally enough, but there's a spark of irritation. ]

[ha ha . . . he can't even look surprised]

What makes you say that?

"Don't kill without orders from the Principal, don't harm fellow Instructors, Maintain Student discipline blah blah any violence between Students up to but not includin' murder is permissible ..."

[. . .]

. . . so you're essentially Ophiuchus. At least, what they were to us in Sabra La Tau.

The priestly order? [ Her eyes narrow. ] What's that s'posed to mean?

They were the Judges' team. Three groups of them, named after the three houses of priests from your time.

[he looks . . . fairly uncomfortable] For some games, they played out the punishments on us. Or sometimes, they had their own missions and would come after us outside of games. Though I think the latter didn't happen very often.

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… [ Sucks in a sharp breath, hissing. They'd use their own priests? For those purposes? Disgusting. ]

An' that's what they could be expectin' from us "Instructors." Lizardshit! I ain't interested in their dirty work.

It could be; your rules are different than ours. But I don't think you have a choice.

[as annoyed as he looks, it's definitely forced]

All I'm sayin' is, they can shove a raptor toe up their ass an' spin on it if they think I'm hurtin' anyone of mine.

[ Giving him a rather pointed look at that. ]

. . .

[his feet sure are interesting all of a sudden] If you have to, then do it. You know I won't hold it against you.

Oi, Shinichi ...

I mean it.

[ ATTEMPTS A SOLID SMACK UPSIDE HIS STUPID HEAD. ]

[it connects! He reaches up to catch his glasses as they fall off]

Oi!

Y'think I care that you wouldn't hold it against me? Hell, Shinichi! We should be on the same team!

We shouldn't be here at all!

We shouldn't, but we are, an' now we gotta find some way to stab whoever dragged us here!

That aside, d'you get my point? I won't lay a finger on you. I won't.

[he takes a deep breath so he doesn't just yell back again]

I doubt we'll ever have the opportunity, but I'd much rather shoot whoever it is.

I have a little girl on my team, Dash. And then Kaito and Aoko are on my team - not the ones we know. If you get sent to my team, you're - you're not really going to have a choice, if it ends up being like that.

[ Damnit. Godsdamnit, she can't touch Kaito. She knows she can't. ]

Ain't there s'posed to be six?

[ It's. Something of a deflection. ]

There's two other people, mm. Six total.

So that's three, not includin' you.

[ Because nope, nope, NOPE, I am loyal to you, not to your team, YOU CAN'T MAKE ME NEENER NEENER. ]

Three including me.

[don't be difficult Aella god damn]

Not a chance.

[ Pokes him in the chest. ]

We're ... We're somethin', alright? Friends. Apartment C. [ Clan, she doesn't say. But she's thinking it. ]

[he grabs her wrist when she does that - but for all that he seems okay, his hand shaking sure gives him away]

I know.