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[criminaljustice]

Who: Anyone
Where: Anywhere
When: Day 1, night onward to Day 2, morning

[it's getting late, first day's been exciting, hasn't it!

there's still dinner to get, a vid room open for use, or an empty city to explore at night but maybe you're probably just wanting to head back to your dorms and get ready for the first night at your new home. you could even be getting up say hello to the brand new day! up to you. go wild.]

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Dining Hall

[criminaljustice]

[this kid, at least, is sitting a table with a bottle of alcohol and weird food from his lunchbox that he's managing to choke down as he reads through info on his phone.]

[rollplayinghouse]

[she is just walking by, but she pauses when she catches sight of the bottle and raises her eyebrows]

[criminaljustice]

[only looks up when he feels eyes on him.

and then he looks to the bottle.

and then to her.]

... to be fair, I lost a bet.

[rollplayinghouse]

Gambling and alcohol, hm? Sounds like you're already getting into some dubious activities.

[skulleffer]

[was aimlessly strolling around, hands shoved in his pockets, but when he catches sight of some dumb kid like him with a bottle of that --]

No effin' way, dude -- is that booze?

[criminaljustice]

[excuse, he's not some dumb kid.

... he's a dumb kid who lost a bet.

anyway, he looks up from his phone before looking to the booze and then back to the new guy.]

Yeah?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Is that for him? Taking the bottle of alcohol ANYWAY and inspecting the bottle even if it's not for him. What did you buy, Subordinate?]

My my. Look at Mr. Over-Achiever here.

[criminaljustice]

[IT'S CHEAP WINE OR SOMETHING BECAUSE IT'S ONLY 100 POINTS AND WHATNOT]

I'm just making good on my end of the bet.

[rollplayinghouse]

[A few hours past nightfall, Maki can for some reason be found just outside the dorms, alternately staring at the skyline or pacing back and forth, and occasionally glancing back at the door to the building.

After a while she stops mid-pace and makes a frustrated noise.]

[shutthefoxup]

I'd ask if you're lost, but I think we all are. So...hey.

[rollplayinghouse]

[she turns sharply to look at him before relaxing after a second]

Ah. You're right, no more lost than normal. ...Hey.

[sonof]

[ was on his way back from the gardens when he spots her ]

Something on your mind?

[rollplayinghouse]

...No, and that's the problem. I feel like I should be doing something, but I can't think of what it is.

[knightceties]

[also out doors, though doing more of the skyline staring than the pacing]

Nice night we're having, huh?

[rollplayinghouse]

...Not really.

[syncintohell]

[ It's been a long day, but when not everyone returns to their dorm, Shu goes out looking for the stragglers— not that he doesn't trust his unitmates not to get lost but he doesn't know them and is not starting with a high trust stat in general. When he sees Maki pacing, he doesn't approach her immediately, but after a few laps he asks her: ]

Burning off excess energy?

[rollplayinghouse]

[She twitches just a little at his voice, like she wasn't expecting it]

...Something like that, I guess.

Taisho Roman Revolution dorms

[sonof]

[ heads back in late and scans the main area for unitmates ]

Would you mind lending me some assistance this evening?

[syncintohell]

[ Shu also back late, having been waylaid by AlcheME! and having stopped in on ☆zrael. ]

I have nothing pressing left for the evening. What do you want assistance with?

[sonof]

The pants on the other outfits. I'm sure I could manage something on my own if need be, but would you happen to know how to wear them properly? Zea.

[furrytailprince]

[ Might be on edge from spending most of the day having his ears or tail involuntarily touched by others and then being further harangued by AlcheME ]

I do not mind. What can I assist you with?

[sonof]

Did you happen to see the other pants in my closet earlier?

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Here's a guy wandering around down the fake city in Bad End=Dead End's punk look, mostly looking intently at his phone but occasionally stopping and looking around the area before frowning and walking ahead again. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Look up, fellow amnesiac, or you might run into this guy who's standing in the middle of one of the deserted streets]

[motorcycle_noises]

[ Nope, sorry. He's not paying enough attention and bumps right into the guy. The punk-clad teen looks up with a mildly startled expression. ]

Oh.... Sorry about that.