Awaken...

[lockdownmods]

[ Everything still feels a bit hazy when you pull yourself out of bed this morning. Bed... not all of you may remember going to bed. It may take several long minutes for that feeling to die down. Several things may seem immediately wrong. But even if the basics are familiar-- there's a sort of uneasy feeling of wrongness that lingers as you come to. That feeling will probably never go away entirely.

Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.

And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...

As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...

With one exception.

On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]

meguman22922 ▼   X

meguman22922: mornin'! hope you slept well. meguman22922: orientation will be held in the main classroom in an hour. that's in the school building on the 1st floor meguman22922: but first you should introduce yourself. the others should be waking up about now too. meguman22922: you're in the dorms now, so dont forget to check the maps meguman22922: the tablet can help you with that. anything else, we'll get to at orientation. so! see you in an hour! :D

[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]

Comments

[yourfuture]

I will try to tone my sparkling personality down around you if that's how it's gonna be, lady.

[throwabookatit]

Are you seriously...? Ugh, all I'm asking for is to- how old are you? Definitely out of university, aren't you? Just act your age!

[yourfuture]

Psh, college and I didn't agree with each other. But I wanna yell before I get old and my ability to be angry at being kidnapped apparently becomes a whole fucking issue?

[throwabookatit]

You think I'm not angry? Ohh, I'm furious! I just have regard for the other people around here, as well!

[yourfuture]

Then why don't you try yelling at something? It might do you some fucking good!

[throwabookatit]

Well, I'm not someone who needs to shout to be bloody emotionally adjusted!

[ she says, starting to yell ]

[yourfuture]

It would be good for you and your stick!

[ she yelled!! ]

[throwabookatit]

Ohhh, don't even think I haven't heard all of those, missy!

[yourfuture]

Are they wrong, though? They don't seem wrong so far!

[throwabookatit]

I am practical and focused on being, oh, I don't know, a grown-up? Some of us have responsibilities!

[yourfuture]

Yeah, in case you haven't noticed? We're kidnapped! I'm gonna take a ten minute raincheck on being the responsible one here!

1/2

[throwabookatit]

Oh, fine! You go and do that, just throw a childish tantrum like usual! Honestly, Belle, this is why--

2/2

[throwabookatit]

[ Ah.

Oh, that. Rebecca just stops in her tracks and goes visibly pale.

"You're acting worse than my students when they're throwing a tantrum! You're not a kid anymore!"

Why's she still saying...things like this? Why, after she's already gone--

Abruptly, she turns away, pushing a hand to her forehead because of-- a headache, has to be. It covers her eyes. It's a headache. It's just...a headache. ]

Just-- you just- do whatever you want to. [ Clipped. Chopped. She has to leave, or else the scent's going to rise up in her nose again. ] It's none... It's none of my business, anyway.

[yourfuture]

[ in fairness, that stops her in her tracks? ]

Uh... yeah. Okay? You uh. Have a good day now, ma'am.

[ and tess is just gonna. turn to walk away??? ]