theafflicted | 02.50 - week two, saturday

W2 SATURDAY

Like last Saturday, everyone will get an announcement on their tablets; this time, the announcement is preceded with a bell of some sort before Lorelei appears on the screen again.

"Good morning, everyone. This is an announcement to let you know that today's lesson will take place starting at 8:15 tonight. Again, today's lesson will be starting at 8:15. Please meet at the lower campus exit near the lecture by 8:00pm; Florence will be waiting for you there.

If you have a bag for some snacks and, perhaps, an item you can use for self-defense in the case of an emergency, please arrive with those things on you. We will provide you with an overview of what to expect when you arrive at 8pm.

Thank you."

The alert ends.

You have the day to prepare, ask each other what the hell is happening -- Florence and Lorelei do not seem to be available, strangely enough. There's a lot to take in with the information you have now. But before you know it... night falls.

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[ It was inevitable that something was going to happen, so when the lights go off, Julius is quick to try and move from where he is on the first floor, the tablet light on pretty quickly in effort to evade whatever's coming after them.

When the lights come on, his attention is brought to whoever happens to be closest. ]

Are you all right?

[ What the fuck just happened. What the fuck is going on.

Eventually, though, a familiar glimpse of some white hair with dyed black ends up catching him off guard. Depending on when you run into him, while he's been pretty even-keeled for the most part during their time here, there's something simmering under the surface that feels angry, bitter.

If he notices you, the most he'll do in acknowledgment is adjust his glasses and turn back to whatever it is he's looking at like you weren't even there.

Hm. ]

[ ...

well.

flat might as well see if this is another person that needs to be ghostbusted. ]

Mister Julius? What are you looking at?

[ bustin' makes flat feel good

Flat'll notice that it's one of the shots from the pep rally. Or something with a group shot. idk if i try to settle on something it'll take another four hours.

Anyway when the question gets answered, Julius'll just kind of look back at him. ]

It's nothing. [ debatable. ] Don't you have someone else to annoy?

Nope, just got done ghostbusting the last two ghosts. Well, technically three, but it was the same ghost twice.

[ he stands next to him, looking at the same photo. ]

Do you want to take it with you?

[ ... Hm indeed.

Gentaro feels wrung out in a way that's unfamiliar to him, but he's not about to not do something. He recognizes the way Julius looks caught off-guard. Unlike his emotional exhaustion, this is something he knows, because he'd felt it not that long ago. ]

Kresnik-san. Whoever you are seeing, it is not them.

[ There's a pause for a moment or two where Julius puts his hand to his head, but he pulls back as the feeling of whatever it was passes, and he sighs. ]

I know it's not.

[ There's an edge to that, as his eyes narrow at Gentaro slightly. ]

I don't need you of all people telling me what's true or not.

[ You know, that's fair, so he's not going to even bother feigning offense or ignorance. It's truly not the time for anything but sincerity.

Well, for the most part. ]

Quite fair. However, when it comes to people we love--as I'm sure that is who you saw--and their being used against us, I find it is helpful to have a reminder.

Edited (i fixed the wording many moons later) 2022-06-05 20:38 (UTC)

[ Rideaux had been standing next to Julius in front of the statue of the "desperation" ghoul shortly before the lights went out, whispering "Aw, it looks just like you" into his ear. But when they come back on a few moments later, wherever Julius has moved to, Rideaux is there behind him now, grabbing hold of his sleeve to pull him away from whoever he was just checking on. ]

I'm fine, thanks for asking.

[ The instant he gets pulled away, Julius whirls around to punch whatever's grabbing him, but he stops when he realizes it's Rideaux. Pain share saves the day again. ]

Clearly. I didn't know I needed to ask.

[ Especially since he'd be bitched at anyway if he did, knowing them. He sighs, trying to yank his arm loose of his partner's grip so he can turn the tablet flashlight off. ]

Did you see what was in the room?

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