Alexstrasza Lockhart
Location: Pinefall High Main Building - Reference Library
Phase: Morning Phase
Date: 08.09.1994 (FRI)
Weather: Rain
Originally Posted by
Alexstrasza
"You'd probably end up having more luck with Elder Futhark, though. Or possibly Assyrian. I've never seen scripts like that in Sumerian before, but I suppose there's a first time for everything, yes?"
Mercedes rolled her eyes derisively.
"Ugh, hello? This is Wadi el-Hol script, variant of Proto-Canaanite," she answered out of the blue, like it had been obvious. "Like, none of those is gonna help me here. Jesus..."
Shaking her head, Mercedes let out a quiet sigh and rolled her shoulders, trying to adjust her stance so that it wasn't such a murder on her back. After being satisfied, she leaned back, relaxed, while keeping her eyes on Alexstrasza. The right hand of Mercedes was resting on top of the tome, her beautifully painted nail slowly tapping against it's surface. Meanwhile she softly leaned her chin against her left hand, those unsympathetic eyes of hers keeping their unflinching glare towards the blonde going.
"Does it make you, like, feel better about yourself?" Mercedes suddenly asked. "Like, that lap dog you snatched up for yourself? Grooming and pampering it into thinking you're mundane or whatevs? I mean, gawd, it's a bit pathetic to look at. Do you honestly believe that, like, if she thinks you're normal, or that creepy-ass smile of yours is genuine, that you actually are all that? Or are you just deluding yourself?"
A mocking smirk rose to the starlet's lips.
"Not that I'm judging, no. I guess I'm just sorta curious," she added. "Been a while since I've seen someone, like, struggle so desperately against the role the life gave them... even to the point of, like, forcing other people to play along with them?"
The smirk turned into a sneer, revealing a line of perfect, white teeth.
"If I wasn't a bitch I suppose I'd feel bad for Cesarina."
Colt Davin
Location: Pinefall High Main Building - Nurse's Office
Phase: Morning
Phase Date: 08.09.1994 (FRI)
Weather: Rain
Originally Posted by
Colt
“I think that bike’s gonna be a handful after that bump but I’ll pay for it. I might even be able to do it myself, y’know. I might not look it, but I’m what you might call a handy man. A man who is handy. A useful guy. That’s me.”
A slightly amused smirk rose to Miss Leuzinger's lips.
"I'm sure you are, Mister Davin," she replied. "Now then, hold still. This will sting quite a bit depending on how used you are to things like these."
Then, without further ado, Ronja Leuzinger sprayed Colt's wounded knee with disinfectant without even giving the boy a time to prepare. When his head jerked back in surprise and in pain, she grabbed it and his shoulder to keep him from jolting up, but gently enough to not let him hurt his neck or the rest of his body. Patting him once on the shoulder, took a seat on a chair and started dabbing the medicinal swab on the part where skin had been torn and where blood had clotted in tiny amounts, along with scar tissue. At the same time, Miss Leuzinger's other hand reached for another spray that she aimed at the wound, and---
"Alright. I'll apply the disinfectant now."
---- The first one hadn't been disinfectant!?
This time the stinging sensation was real, but with clear expertise, experience and training Ronja Leuzinger soldiered through, thoroughly cleaned up the wound and dressed it simply but neatly. All in all the operation had taken about three minutes, after which she handed an ice-pack to the boy and told him to: "Hold it there for five minutes." Afterwards she moved to one of the shelves, apparently to look for some mild pain medication.
"Well done, Mister Davin," the nurse said while she searched, flashing another curt smile to his direction. "Not a hint of shyness. Once you cool down the temperature of the area, feel free to put on your pants once more. Regain your dignity and perhaps your verbosity."
... She was clearly having fun at his expense.
John Dove
Location: Pinefall High Pool
Phase: Morning Phase
Date: 08.09.1994 (FRI)
Weather: Rain
Originally Posted by
John
“Whatever. I will not take more of your time, Mr. Briggs. I should get to do some actual swimming now.”
Jake chuckled and shook his head.
"That's alright. Always ready to help my successors here at Pinefall," he said in response. "If you get any more questions, feel free to bother me again. That's what I'm here for. Well, that and mopping the floors... and there are plenty of floors to mop!"
Chuckling to himself, Jake Briggs returned to his work, letting his mop fly across the floor of the pool. Meanwhile, up from above, the music blaring from the PA system continued. The slow morning of Pinefall High flowed on, and soon enough it would be time for the lessons. Still, as John was swimming, a stray thought went through is head, a realization that wasn't exactly important, but weird nonetheless.
... Where on earth had Jake Briggs gotten that easily-recognizable can of red cola?
Not a one single place John had seen at Road's End sold them.
[SCENE END /// Move to NEXT Phase!]
Elise Pelltier
Location: Pinefall High Dormitory - Kitchen
Phase: Morning Phase
Date: 08.09.1994 (FRI)
Weather: Rain
Originally Posted by
Elise
“Oh! Thanks! And good morning! Travis, right? I'm Elise.”
Travis snorted at this introduction, not bothering to look up from the newspaper he was reading.
"I know. You're the annoyingly chipper girl that hangs out with that loud spaz... Sakura, was it?" He answered, sounding as disinterested as before. "And don't bother thanking me. It wasn't me that brewed that coffee. It was that countryman of yours, Terrot or whatever. Was cooking up a storm here the first thing in the morning and left the same time as sun got up."
Travis lifted the old, old newspaper in his hand. It seemed to be a number of "Road's End Gazette" and the article on the front-page was talking about the death of a McLampet heir named Elena in a car accident that, apparently, involved drunk driving. The faded photograph showed a totalled old sport scar from the 70's in all of it's black-and-white glory. Somehow that amused glint in Travis' eyes didn't fit the serious nature of the article in the least.
"... In any case, drink that coffee and leave," he continued. "If the other brown-nosers of this class catch a wind you're being amicable with me, you're gonna be put on their shit list."
A frown appeared on Travis' face.
"Plus the fact that you're so perky first thing in the morning is pissing me off."
Vier Wolff
Location: Pinefall High Cafeteria
Phase: Morning Phase
Date: 08.09.1994 (FRI)
Weather: Rain
Originally Posted by
Vier
“Fine. Fine. How about this then Aleen. You go find some rumors around the school and we’ll go like explore them together at night. If I get scared or cry during any of them… I’ll do any one thing you want me to do. Oh and while I don’t mind exploring places outside of the school. I’m going to veto any search in the woods at night. I hear they’re a pain to navigate in the day let alone at night...”
Aleen rolled her eyes.
"Psh, you don't hafta tell me that," she answered. "No way am I gonna go into those woods when it's dark out. It's a creepy-ass enough of a place as it is, but at night... Jeeeesus, just thinking gives me the shivers."
As if to emphasize her point, Aleen mimed shivering, hugging her own body with her arms. Then she giggled, grinned at Vier and the rest and took a big bite out of her bacon-sandwich. Tonkori was going absolutely livid, trembling in the arms of Subaru, at the sight of the meat-based miracle disappearing with each bite.
"But sure! If it's a test of courage you want, I gotcha covered, Vier," Aleen added, wiping grease from her mouth. "Hmm... well, there's always the old saw mill, and then there's the lake which is... erm, supposed to be spooky as all H-E-Double-Hockeysticks, and then there's..."
Meanwhile, Subaru had joined Gabi in the Club of Worried Expressions, but while the androgynous boy was still fidgeting in his seat, not sure if he'd speak up about whatever it was that was bothering him, Subaru decided to be more direct and looked at Vier, eyes locked onto hers, before speaking up.
"Umm, Miss Wolff?" Subaru started. "Do you think it such a good idea to sneak out at night? What if the teachers catch you? After all, while we may have quite much in the ways of freedom in here, they do hold a strict curfew in place..."
Prushka & Hisa Momoi
Location: Pinefall High Dormitory - Pyry's Room
Phase: Morning Phase
Date: 08.09.1994 (FRI)
Weather: Rain
Originally Posted by
Prushka
"Promise! If someone breaks it they'll be awful forever!"
Originally Posted by
Hisa
"No, Prushka, I don't think that is how it works. You are supposed to hold out your fist... See? Like that!"
"..."
There were no words.
Pyry stared awkwardly at this whole exchange, with Prushka's tiny hands wrapped around his own and shaking it vigorously up and down while Hisa held out her own hand stiffly in the air. His eyes switched slowly between the two girls, as if trying to decide what string he should pull to start unraveling this jumbled up mess that had been shoved onto his lap. But, try as he might, Pyry found no natural way out. So, instead, a rumbling sound started rising from his stomach, the corners of his mouth started tugging upwards, and before anyone could predict what was coming...!
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!"
Burst into a roaring laughter.
Unable to hold his amusement in anymore, the tall boy gently took his hand out of those of Prushka. Then, just like before, one of those big palms plopped on top of the small girl's head - this time to tousle her hair. But that wasn't all. The very same thing happened to Hisa as well, before she could even see it coming. And to the surprise of both, while Pyry was nowhere near gentle enough to properly pat anyone's head, he had big brother-like affinity when it came to tousling someone's hair in a sibling like manner... indeed, it was in this point that his whole aura resembled that of an elder brother.
... Maybe Pyry had younger siblings of his own, of whom he was just reminded of?
"Oh come on, you awkward dorks!" Pyry laughed warmly. "That's a fist-bump, a fist-bump! You're supposed to gently, yet firmly, bump my fist with your own! I mean, it's the staple of all good sports movies and teen adventures! I really gotta show you two some proper movies one of these days!"
Still laughing, the lanky boy removed his hands and put them on his hips. He looked at the two girls, wide grin on his face and practically radiating good cheer. Whatever had been making him so tired earlier this morning was completely gone now, and the boy was glowing with energy in a way that seemed almost... thankful to the two girls.
"But you've got a point there, Hisa. I mean, even if ghosts don't exist and even if supernatural is just a buncha hooey... mysteries are real, right? There's plenty of weird stuff going on here, in this school and in this town. And even if it involves guys throwing tarps..." Pyry exchanged a look with Prushka, and then winked at Hisa. "... Or creepy-ass spirits spooking some of us in the hallways, that don't change one fact: All these events have answers to them, and I don't mind one bit snooping around and seeing if we can't figure out exactly what's going on around here."
Then, out of nowhere, Pyry adopted a serious expression.
... Well, somewhat serious. He was clearly trying to suppress a grin.
He also raised his index finger.
"And here's the most pressing mystery at the hand right now..." He started, his eyes narrowing. "... For you see..."
Tension gathered.
"... I feel hungry."