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[principals]

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.]

Comments

[evenimprobable]

[yep, just gonna wordlessly head back to wait for the results]

[carptricks]

-- Kudo!

[falls into step next to him]

[evenimprobable]

. . . [he frowns, stops, and puts him on the left instead before walking]

What?

[carptricks]

[slips his hands into his pockets an continues walking with him]

You really think you should be heading back alone?

[evenimprobable]

Why not?

[carptricks]

Because I don't want you getting jumped in dark alleyways? Why else?

[evenimprobable]

I'm not going to get jumped in a dark alleyway, Kit.

[carptricks]

. . . look, if those Instructor guys are supposed to be anything like the Ophiuchus team you told me about, then they are gonna be jumping people in dark alleyways.

Metaphorically speaking, but you get the idea.

[evenimprobable]

[he can't help it, he rolls his eyes]

They can jump me on the way back to where we're staying, then, because I have a headache and I want to go lay down.

[clocksandroses]

Kudo-kun!

[ Trotting to catch up. ]

[evenimprobable]

[sssslows down]

You don't have to follow me, you know.

[clocksandroses]

I know. Do you need some time to yourself, or something?

[evenimprobable]

. . . no? I'm going back to wait for the results.

[clocksandroses]

So that really is how it's going to work.

I expected as much, but it's kind of strange.

[evenimprobable]

You've played a game like this before, though, right? They didn't send you back first?

[clocksandroses]

[ She shakes her head. ]

It all happened then and there. If we had a DIY card played on us, we were magically yoinked out of our room and into another one, and then dumped back out again.

[evenimprobable]

Ah . . .

We were sent back to our dorms to wait. And then afterwards, we were called back for the next round.

[foreversolo]

[approaching]

Kit!

[and slowing down as he gets closer. wait........]

[evenimprobable]

[it begins]

. . . no, sorry. Kit's over there. [he gestures back behind him, at the group of people still waiting around]

[foreversolo]

[glances over there, then back to Shinichi.

... then back to Kit, and back to Shinichi again.]


... This is kinda trippy.

[evenimprobable]

. . . we don't look that much alike.

[he says, after going through this for two years]

[foreversolo]

Sorry.

[a beat]


Are you related?

[evenimprobable]

It's fine . . . and no, not as far as we know.

[foreversolo]

Whoa...

Uh, sorry, I'm Swift.

[evenimprobable]

It's fine, really - I'm Shinichi.