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

[throwabookatit]

Am I what? No, I'm n- [ ...There are two tablets in Rebecca's arms, her own and Poe's.

She turns around and shoves Poe's at him, not making eye contact. ]

There. Thank you. [ Less she says the better! ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

It's... It's no problem, really. A detective is for finding answers, and it was clear you needed some. I... I couldn't exactly walk away in good conscious.

[He was just doing his job.]

[throwabookatit]

...You're a detective?

[ And there's the way to stop her in her tracks. ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

And author.

[Important!]

If it's of any... um... reassurance, I do plan to unravel this mystery we've found ourselves in.

[throwabookatit]

I...would hope so. Any good detective...should be determined to do so.

[ Still not looking. Busying herself with...her own tablet. ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I can do that much at least.

[If he's anything, it's that. It does list dedication under his skills after all.]

[throwabookatit]

Good, then. We'll be counting on you.

[ She wishes, instead, he were the detective she was counting on. ]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[That's.... a lot of pressure when said outloud.]

I.... um... Well. I... suppose I can't fail if everyone is relying on me then.

[He brought this this upon himself.]