[... huh. well, she's not going to call attention to it. she almost does, she like - opens her mouth to be like why the fuck didn't you read it, and then... closes her mouth. character development!
she tilts her head for just a moment, and then sets her letter out on the table too, just for grabs.]
There's a couple of rules that overlap? Like clean up after yourself, you can only get into your dorm with an ID, the Dorm Wars thing. We should probably find a Summer to compare notes with.
I'm still uneasy about the mention of not wanting to be "the last ones left" in Caleb's letter. There's something about that phrase that puts me off. Winter talks about victory but like, the way they talk about it makes me think it's more like a game.
Mine is the shortest, from Luke - it goes on and on a little grumpy, with rules like clean up after yourselves, take baths, don't fight in the dorm, don't smoke or do drugs, don't drink underage, go to class. But then he says 'I can't help you if you don't talk to me,' and what Beauregard said - 'There’s a Dorm War, so take care of each other here, or else I’ll make you regret it. But that also doesn’t mean you get to mistreat anyone else in the other dorms. Don’t do it. We want to win, not be the last ones left.'
So, you know, Beauregard and I had no idea what any of that meant. Her letter from Miss Viola is much longer, but most of it is a little, uhm, just as superfluous as Luke's rules. She says she could not greet us in person because she is so busy, but she is a doctoral candidate 'originally from the capitol.' She invites her students to come meet her face to face eventually, and that she'll be able to answer messages soon, but in the meantime to speak with Principal Bear, who is very friendly. It also says there are events to come and more of the campus will open soon.
And then at the end, she also mentions the Dorm Wars, but a little less ominously. She makes it sound like a friendly competition - she says it will be fun, and there will be events and ways to earn points, and she thinks Winter has a chance to win.
Your letter is from, uhm, Chad, and says a lot of the same things. But the only mention of Dorm Wars is at the beginning, where it says it's upcoming. The rest of the letter is a little like Luke - don't lose your ID card, don't do drugs, don't bother him while drunk, clean up after yourself. . . between Winter and Spring, there are a couple things about not going out alone at night and staying bundled up, so there might be significance to that. Chad seems a little lazy to me.
I want to talk to Luke most of all, I think. He's the only one to say anything about being careful, and not hurting anyone.
[He does pull the other letters over to look at them - though the Winter one just earns a very off-put face and he seems to give up after about ten seconds of trying and failing. Something about when it's a long bit of dense reading seems to give him a lot of trouble. Fall is easier, but he's obviously mouthing words to himself as he starts to pick through it. But the explanation is easier to listen to, so he just abandons them both for that instead. Nodding, tapping his nails over all of the letters once they're done.]
And ... do we want to be on different sides of this War?
gently, beau nudges caleb, glancing at him with a flash of a grateful look. and then she glances at molly.]
It depends. [she says, rubbing at her neck.] My gut instinct is no. We don't. But - it might be good to stay on different sides to gather more information.
We don't know what it's gonna end up being. A couple people I talked to mentioned Dorm Wars are typically just escalating pranks between dorms in schools where they come from. They could just be that.
[He seems a little confused by the reason for that, but turning his attention back towards Molly as well.]
I agree with Beauregard - for now, if everyone in different dorms is learning different things, it's a good idea for us to hear all three versions. And maybe make ourselves a friend in Summer, too. It seems like we're allowed to switch, so if it starts getting tricky, that's something we can do.
The pranks - that's what it sounds like it's getting at to me, too. But in the same way that. . . Beauregard mentioned something like, it all looks innocent on purpose, to be disarming. Some friendly hazing like you might do in the schoolyard, or maybe a cover for something worse?
Sure, sure. Sounds reasonable to me. Rooms a bit cold for my taste, but it's tolerable.
[Molly is no Caduceus, but he has a decently high passive perception. He catches that glance, and isn't quite sure what to make of it. He isn't quite sure what to make of a lot of their reactions here, honestly. He shifts, pulling his shirt over the injury on his chest. It seems less dramatic today with all the blood washed off at least.]
I'm not the only one showing up with injuries, by the way. Couple of others around. Guy in Spring dorm in particular was pretty bloodied up.
[both of them giving her confused looks just makes her look a little exasperated, but she doesn't call it out, just pulls her coat closer to her, popping the collar up around her neck and shoulders.]
... I hope the rest of us are okay. [she mutters, resting her chin in her palm, elbow on the table.] Nobody was too fucked up in Winter. [that's because you were the fucked up one, beau.] Anybody show up half dead in Fall?
[and then, to molly:] You doing good, by the way? With the injuries, I mean.
[A very confused flash goes across his face when Beau very nicely asks how he's feeling. He just gives a half-shrug and a wave.]
Is what it is. Nothing I can't deal with.
[He zeroes in on the mutter about the others though.]
Right, well - Caleb mentioned we'd gotten them back from that son of a bitch. All in one piece then, yeah? Like you said, probably better wherever they are than here. [He pauses and rests his chin on his hand for a second, clearly trying to think more.] Don't know why it's all ... Maybe it'll come back to me. Don't know.
Yeah, maybe it will. [a beat.] It's fuzzy for me too, if that helps? Like I woke up and had injuries but I barely remember how I got them. Just a lot of uh, cold.
The others can take care of themselves, especially if they've got Jester with them, I just hope they didn't end up in a place like this separated from us, you know?
[He says it a little quietly, scratching absently at his chest, clearly also worried but trying not to show it on his face. Frumpkin will hop into Beau's lap, though.]
We'd better get ourselves back to them, and not drag things out.
[He just nods in general agreement, also going a bit quiet for a moment, before he sits back on his chair - arms crossing and narrowing his gaze at the both of them. Pointing at them with an accusing finger.]
. . . You two eat the food in the common rooms of your dorms? Is that why you're acting weird? It's charmed you know. At least in ours.
Oh! There she is! That's more like it - was really starting to think you two were-- I don't know. Some product of my imagination. Maybe I ate the funny mushrooms too and just didn't remember.
Whatever. Gods. I try to be nice and this is what I get. Fuck you guys.
[huff puff.]
I ate the stuff in my common room but I didn't really notice anything different. I guess maybe I was more talkative than normal? I didn't really think about it.
I thought so as well. I can't really do much of anything to help until I get my things back, so I will rely on a little assistance if a lizard man tries to bite my head off again, maybe.
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she tilts her head for just a moment, and then sets her letter out on the table too, just for grabs.]
There's a couple of rules that overlap? Like clean up after yourself, you can only get into your dorm with an ID, the Dorm Wars thing. We should probably find a Summer to compare notes with.
I'm still uneasy about the mention of not wanting to be "the last ones left" in Caleb's letter. There's something about that phrase that puts me off. Winter talks about victory but like, the way they talk about it makes me think it's more like a game.
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Mine is the shortest, from Luke - it goes on and on a little grumpy, with rules like clean up after yourselves, take baths, don't fight in the dorm, don't smoke or do drugs, don't drink underage, go to class. But then he says 'I can't help you if you don't talk to me,' and what Beauregard said - 'There’s a Dorm War, so take care of each other here, or else I’ll make you regret it. But that also doesn’t mean you get to mistreat anyone else in the other dorms. Don’t do it. We want to win, not be the last ones left.'
So, you know, Beauregard and I had no idea what any of that meant. Her letter from Miss Viola is much longer, but most of it is a little, uhm, just as superfluous as Luke's rules. She says she could not greet us in person because she is so busy, but she is a doctoral candidate 'originally from the capitol.' She invites her students to come meet her face to face eventually, and that she'll be able to answer messages soon, but in the meantime to speak with Principal Bear, who is very friendly. It also says there are events to come and more of the campus will open soon.
And then at the end, she also mentions the Dorm Wars, but a little less ominously. She makes it sound like a friendly competition - she says it will be fun, and there will be events and ways to earn points, and she thinks Winter has a chance to win.
Your letter is from, uhm, Chad, and says a lot of the same things. But the only mention of Dorm Wars is at the beginning, where it says it's upcoming. The rest of the letter is a little like Luke - don't lose your ID card, don't do drugs, don't bother him while drunk, clean up after yourself. . . between Winter and Spring, there are a couple things about not going out alone at night and staying bundled up, so there might be significance to that. Chad seems a little lazy to me.
I want to talk to Luke most of all, I think. He's the only one to say anything about being careful, and not hurting anyone.
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And ... do we want to be on different sides of this War?
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gently, beau nudges caleb, glancing at him with a flash of a grateful look. and then she glances at molly.]
It depends. [she says, rubbing at her neck.] My gut instinct is no. We don't. But - it might be good to stay on different sides to gather more information.
We don't know what it's gonna end up being. A couple people I talked to mentioned Dorm Wars are typically just escalating pranks between dorms in schools where they come from. They could just be that.
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I agree with Beauregard - for now, if everyone in different dorms is learning different things, it's a good idea for us to hear all three versions. And maybe make ourselves a friend in Summer, too. It seems like we're allowed to switch, so if it starts getting tricky, that's something we can do.
The pranks - that's what it sounds like it's getting at to me, too. But in the same way that. . . Beauregard mentioned something like, it all looks innocent on purpose, to be disarming. Some friendly hazing like you might do in the schoolyard, or maybe a cover for something worse?
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[Molly is no Caduceus, but he has a decently high passive perception. He catches that glance, and isn't quite sure what to make of it. He isn't quite sure what to make of a lot of their reactions here, honestly. He shifts, pulling his shirt over the injury on his chest. It seems less dramatic today with all the blood washed off at least.]
I'm not the only one showing up with injuries, by the way. Couple of others around. Guy in Spring dorm in particular was pretty bloodied up.
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... I hope the rest of us are okay. [she mutters, resting her chin in her palm, elbow on the table.] Nobody was too fucked up in Winter. [that's because you were the fucked up one, beau.] Anybody show up half dead in Fall?
[and then, to molly:] You doing good, by the way? With the injuries, I mean.
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[He glances at her, frowning a little, when she mentions the others.]
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Is what it is. Nothing I can't deal with.
[He zeroes in on the mutter about the others though.]
Right, well - Caleb mentioned we'd gotten them back from that son of a bitch. All in one piece then, yeah? Like you said, probably better wherever they are than here. [He pauses and rests his chin on his hand for a second, clearly trying to think more.] Don't know why it's all ... Maybe it'll come back to me. Don't know.
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The others can take care of themselves, especially if they've got Jester with them, I just hope they didn't end up in a place like this separated from us, you know?
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[He says it a little quietly, scratching absently at his chest, clearly also worried but trying not to show it on his face. Frumpkin will hop into Beau's lap, though.]
We'd better get ourselves back to them, and not drag things out.
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. . . You two eat the food in the common rooms of your dorms? Is that why you're acting weird? It's charmed you know. At least in ours.
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molly's accusation gets her to startle though, and she blinks.]
Fuck off, I'm not acting weird. [uh huh.] Wait, it's charmed? How?
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[He leans his chin on his hand, just kind of watching this happen - yeah, obviously they're acting weird. How could they not be?]
It's been a long day.
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[YOU'RE BEING VERY WEIRD, BEAU.]
Made me feel, ah ... cheerier, I suppose? Didn't notice until after. Like when I've charmed people before. Pretty much exactly like that.
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[>:U
she misses the effect of the charm because she's too busy yelling at molly, oops. sorry caleb.]
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[Sigh. This is going so great.]
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Oh! There she is! That's more like it - was really starting to think you two were-- I don't know. Some product of my imagination. Maybe I ate the funny mushrooms too and just didn't remember.
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[huff puff.]
I ate the stuff in my common room but I didn't really notice anything different. I guess maybe I was more talkative than normal? I didn't really think about it.
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[Mildly, just a reaction more than anything.]
Maybe. Maybe. Don't really have much else other than that. So.
[He seems a little awkward at this point, claws drumming on the tabletop.]
It's good you're both here as well. Thought I was alone at first.
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beau rubs her face.]
Yeah. Yeah, I thought I was too. [it was a harrowing couple of hours.] We gotta stick together.
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[Don't look QUITE so entertaining by the idea, Molly.]
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