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[what's up! lucretia is hanging out around the dorm buildings, keeping an eye on them; her notebook is with her, but she doesn't have it open at the moment.
someone else coming by grabs her attention, though, and she glances up to beau.]
-do you have a few minutes?
someone else coming by grabs her attention, though, and she glances up to beau.]
-do you have a few minutes?
[oh shit, another note taker. beau pauses, looks behind her, and then looks back at lucretia.]
... Who, me?
... Who, me?
If you don't mind, yes. Is this one yours?
[she gestures to the winter dorm, which they are conveniently closest to.]
[she gestures to the winter dorm, which they are conveniently closest to.]
[she glances at the winter dorm, and then nods.]
Yep. Why?
Yep. Why?
It's the only one I haven't been inside, and I haven't met very many assigned there so far.
[her fingertips tap the cover of her notebook, briefly.]
Of course, I'm not opposed to giving you access to my building as well, if you'd like to investigate it.
[her fingertips tap the cover of her notebook, briefly.]
Of course, I'm not opposed to giving you access to my building as well, if you'd like to investigate it.
Oh, sure dude. Yeah. [she doesn't know if she's allowed to do that but also she doesn't care hooray!]
Which one is yours? C'mon, I can give you a look. Might as well get more eyes on the place.
Which one is yours? C'mon, I can give you a look. Might as well get more eyes on the place.
Spring. Quiet enough so far, or... it is on my side of it.
[there might have been some commotion in the other suite, but it didn't seem too bad.
she'll follow along, though, let's get a look at this last dorm hell yeah.]
[there might have been some commotion in the other suite, but it didn't seem too bad.
she'll follow along, though, let's get a look at this last dorm hell yeah.]
Lucky you, we started off our day by screaming.
[winter is full of some very fun people.
beau doesn't seem to be very interested in the inside of winter dorm. it looks kind of like a tea parlor, with a chandelier in the middle of the room. there's a piano, and it's gently playing classical music. beau gestures.]
Just rich people shit.
[winter is full of some very fun people.
beau doesn't seem to be very interested in the inside of winter dorm. it looks kind of like a tea parlor, with a chandelier in the middle of the room. there's a piano, and it's gently playing classical music. beau gestures.]
Just rich people shit.
So I've heard. No one has sounded particularly concerned about it, so I'm assuming that none of you died.
[is winter, like, OKAY. are they okay.
she pauses a moment to take in the room, studying it. rich people shit for sure, but she doesn't particularly mind it, herself; she's just noting a few things down, quickly.]
[is winter, like, OKAY. are they okay.
she pauses a moment to take in the room, studying it. rich people shit for sure, but she doesn't particularly mind it, herself; she's just noting a few things down, quickly.]
[winter is filled to the brim with feral jocks]
Nah, all of us survived. [is she writing with both hands,
no, beau is nosy and trying to see what she's writing.]
Nah, all of us survived. [is she writing with both hands,
no, beau is nosy and trying to see what she's writing.]
[she only has one notebook unfortunately, so not this time. gotta get somebody to give her one they're not using first... but she's just taking a few notes on the layout of the place, the decor, the amenities, and doesn't try to block beau from seeing it. she can look.]
So far, it seems like the differences are mostly aesthetic.
So far, it seems like the differences are mostly aesthetic.
[hmmm.]
Seems that way, yeah? I'm guessing the aesthetics match the dorm heads too, judging by the flavor of the letters. Winter's head seems like a real high class sort of person.
Seems that way, yeah? I'm guessing the aesthetics match the dorm heads too, judging by the flavor of the letters. Winter's head seems like a real high class sort of person.
Ours is comfortable enough, but the letter we were given was-- brusque. The head seems a little more of a hands-off sort of person.
I don't blame them. I didn't want to go around introducing myself to a bunch of strangers either.
Neither did I, but here we are, completely surrounded by them. Not much choice on that one.
Yeah - okay, so what do you think about the kidnapping thing? Because I think it sucks ass. I was busy.
[her grip tightens on the notebook for a moment, before she tucks it back under her arm.]
This is, probably, the most poorly-timed kidnapping they could have managed.
This is, probably, the most poorly-timed kidnapping they could have managed.
You too, huh. [huff.] Not a fucking great time for school, I'll tell you that much. Was yours like, world-ending important? The business they stole you from.
It was very literally the end of the fucking world, yes.
[thanks she Hates it.]
[thanks she Hates it.]
[oh shit grandma dropped the f bomb beau looks delighted for half a second]
Wait, really? I was kidding. Fuck.
Wait, really? I was kidding. Fuck.
I would love to tell you that I am, but unfortunately, that's the truth.
[by this point- well. that could all be past tense by the time she gets back.]
[by this point- well. that could all be past tense by the time she gets back.]
... I asked the dorm heads if time moves while we're gone and they said no, if that helps. I know we can't really trust the shit that comes out of their mouth just yet, but.
There's no choice but to trust it. If they aren't telling the truth about that, then it was probably too late to make it back... somewhere around yesterday.
[...there's no ruling out something impossible happening. they're very good at pulling off things no one would ever expect to work. but given the odds at the point she left-
she's not going to stop being worried until she gets back.]
[...there's no ruling out something impossible happening. they're very good at pulling off things no one would ever expect to work. but given the odds at the point she left-
she's not going to stop being worried until she gets back.]
[she looks uncomfortable at that thought.]
... Yeah. Yeah, same. [she scrubs at her arm, suddenly cold.] I'm gonna figure it out. I'm good at this sort of shit, unraveling things? I got it.
... Yeah. Yeah, same. [she scrubs at her arm, suddenly cold.] I'm gonna figure it out. I'm good at this sort of shit, unraveling things? I got it.
You were in the middle of something too?
[that gets her a sympathetic look-- honestly, it sounds like a lot of them are in similar positions.]
Well, if you wouldn't mind giving me a hand in doing the same-- I think we all want to get out of here, and I don't think any one of you should be taking that on alone.
[that gets her a sympathetic look-- honestly, it sounds like a lot of them are in similar positions.]
Well, if you wouldn't mind giving me a hand in doing the same-- I think we all want to get out of here, and I don't think any one of you should be taking that on alone.
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