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Who: Everyone
When: Day 1 – noon
Where: The Auditorium
What: ROUND 1 BEGINS

[Some hours have passed, leaving you time to mingle and explore to your hearts content. However, as the clocks tick over to noon … the bell rings again. And this time, it's followed by the hissing static of an intercom system.]

Ahem! Ahem, is this thing on? Ahh, yes … If all Students and Instructors could kindly make their way to the Auditorium, our first class can begin.

[Those people who are understandably reluctant to follow that instruction may just find their feet moving for them, plodding them into the massive assembly hall. Once they're there, the door slams shut and locks behind them.

… There's nobody there, but the intercom is still on.]

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[HE'S TRYING SOOOOO HARD]

[. . . but as much as he clings, his fingers slip free eventually, and he stumbles forward with a loud curse]

Damn it--

[ And the moment he does, her hand (her free hand; the other is wrapped firmly around the hilt of the knife she took from the Drama dorm) grabs his. ]

It was worth a try.

[He takes a moment to straighten his shirt (the handle of a knife visible tucked into the waistband of his pants is briefly visible) before he takes her hand]

. . . anything is worth a try, I guess.

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[ Her grip is tight. Very, very tight. ]

So, um. I assume you've noticed all of our teammates on ... the other teams.

Yeeeeeep.

Honestly, I don't know why I'm surprised.

I'm not. After you ... twice, and Bunny.

[ She just sounds kind of resigned. ]

[. . .]

I don't know what we're going to do.

… like I said … I'm used to this. [ Spoken with a trace of discomfort, which she quickly hides. ] Maybe not quite to this degree, but—you know.

Whatever the competition turns out to be, all we can do is argue to do the least possible damage.