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Draconilian said
EDIT: Wait something just occurred to me Is our dorm teacher Priscilla's earth alternate self?


Something tells her a velvet room attendant would make a terrible teacher and probably weird out most of the students and staff...

This idea amuses her.
Romance is ok, but personally would never do an rp based on some sort of romantic interest. Its something she'd only bother with if it happened naturally during the RP. Pre-planning that sort of thing feels pointless as you already know its going to happen.

Really not very big into it though, never tried to have a character peruse a romance in RP and never had anyone try to spark up a romance with one of her characters. It'd be interesting to have happen but a lot of RPs dont really even last that long to have that much development.
Mae quickly glanced back and forth as the two children were toyed with by the old crones magic, her mind running in circles trying to figure out how that could possibly happen. It was a dream, it had to be. There was no way such a thing could possibly happen in real life, it was impossible. The coming explanation would only send her mind reeling even more. The way the old witch regarded her made her face twist a bit, 'the silent one' to be 'seen and not heard'. It made her wish she even could shout, but all she could do was bite back her irritation as she gripped her note pad.

With each passing sentence she could feel herself growing more confused, and annoyed in equal measure. Spirits...and for profit? Using them to make profit off of spirits that would eat them if given the chance? She found herself remembering back to childhood fairy tales, Hansel and Gretel, Red Riding Hood and plenty of others. The girl quickly wrote something again, catching one of the papers that were tossed out by the witch. She looked over the contract for a moment, grimacing at the strange characters on the page. They may have well had been moon runes to her, which made her glance back to her own paper wondering how the witch could even read her writing if this was how she wrote.

Still she raised her notepad once again. ”What about when we're not needed anymore. Are you just gonna eat us then?” The message read, Mae glancing back to the contract. It didn't make sense to her, if they were wanted for workers why let them go after signing a little sheet of paper? She always heard to read the fine print on any contract... but no one ever said anything about contracts written in weird spirit runes. Looking around again she noticed some of the other children already signing the papers. Maybe they didn’t care, just wanted an adventure, but she was too skeptical to sign immediately.
By the time Rei made her way down stairs and towards the faculty office it seemed most of the other students that had came by had already departed well before she even arrived. Sliding the door open she stepped inside, paying no mind to any other students who did happen to be in the room, heading over to the nearest teacher. ”Do you guys have any aspirin in here, my head feels like its gonna pop.” She said quickly as the teacher turned to address her, giving a hum as they turned back to the desk and began looking through drawers. ”You're Nozomi from 3-3 aren't you? Take a look at the dorm assignments while you're here.” The teacher gestured to a stack of papers placed beside him and Rei took one to look over, sighing with disbelief as she read the names.

”Why am I with a bunch of underclassmen...” She said aloud with a bit of a grimace at the notion of being tuck with a bunch of rowdy immature kids. ”Dorms are being assigned with students from all years this year, Nozomi-san” The teacher replied while handing off a small paper packet containing two pills. The girl huffed a bit as she took them and turned to leave. ”Right, and its just my luck to be the only third year in the building.” Rei muttered to herself stepping back into the hall and downing the pills with a gulp. ”Maybe I'll get my own room if I get there soon enough at least.” She thought while lingering in the hall staring at the paper, hoping that for once she'd get some space to herself and not be crammed in a room with three other people.

Moving to the end of the hall she pondered stopping in to the other class rooms to size up the people she'd be stuck with but quickly decided not to bother, crumpling the paper up and tossing it in the trash.”Doesn’t make a difference... not what am I gonna do for the rest of lunch...” She said setting a hand on her stomach which had begun to gurgle lightly, lamenting the decision not to eat in the morning when she ended up being late anyway.
Either or is fine with her.
CS looks fine to her now, Magus. So you're good.
The day passed by in the same dull manner it always did, like the hadn’t even had a break from the dull monotony of high school life. It was the first day so teachers merely went over their years syllabus' leaving the students to drown in boredom until finally, the mid day bell of lunch sounded to free them from the repetition! Soon as the classroom began to stir with excited chatter Rei stood from her desk and headed out to the hall, the girl couldn’t wait for a chance to get out of the class and stretch her legs. Really she could never pass up the chance to get away from the stagnant class environment.

However, with that first step outside a strange feeling overtook her. Standing just outside the frame of the door, her senses felt heightened, yet at the same time muddied by a thick haze over her mind. She turned back towards the class room looking over the students. They all seemed dazed, even as they moved like they were continuing to interact with each other they seemed to stare right through one another, motions sluggish and uncanny like they had been put into slow motion.

Turning away from the scene Rei took a step away from the door, the sound seemed to echo softly through her ears. Her eyes were drawn downward by the sound, widening slightly at the sight that greeted her. A massive, flawless pane of glass holding a distinctly warped reflection. Recognizable but ever so slightly off, an unsettling feeling came over her in greater intensity. Shadowy figures made their ways about in the world below, like inky darkened reflections showing in a blackened lake at night. She could only stare in a mix of astonishment and confusion. Her fingers twitched, feeling an urge to kneel down and run them over the mirrored ground, but her subconscious resisted, a primal dread raising in the back of her mind.

As she lingered there her own reflection began to move. The mirrored body, dark and blurred, almost impossible to make out kneeled down with elbows set on its knees. Its chin tilted, face staring upwards, surely looking down from its own perspective. Rei felt her heart skip a beat as she looked upon that featureless face. Slowly it raised a hand, beginning to wave casually towards its reflection.

In that moment a strangely familiar voice sounded in her head "This... Is the Hour of Reflection." The interruption caused her to blink a few times and when her eyes opened, the floor had returned to its ordinary tacky school house tiling. A couple of girls were stepping out of the classroom, whispering between each other as they slipped passed Rei. ”Whats she just standing there for...? Creepy...”

Rei's gaze rose to meet the girls backs as they walked off down the hall, her head still foggy from the experience. ”What the hell... its only been half a day and I'm already spacing out this bad...” She sighed, shaking her head and trying to brush the strange experience off. Turning around she headed off towards the stairs, down to the first floor. ”I need an aspirin...” She muttered to herself, heading down the hall towards the faculty lounge.
Typing her post up now
You dont gotta wait for her, shes being slow, heh. If she ends up coming in later she can catch up somehow.
If you're mimicking her speech, dont do that

Anyway... she really hates to be so critical... but shes having trouble really finding it believable. Not sure why terrorists would be going after one random persons house for money. Thats like... more just common gang activity who would be more likely just to shoot someone than bomb the place. She hates to nitpick on grammar too, but some of it feels awkward after reading it over a few times, could use some proof reading.

hrnnng, she hates being the critical one. She always ends up sounding like a bitch.
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