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Post by Akkordian on Apr 7, 2023 6:24:23 GMT
"Heeeey!" A... familiar voice rings out as the door to the pool room swings open, and Yves walks in right after all the chaos had ensued. "Oh, good, there's still people here. I thought I took too long and missed the pool party..."
There's a smile on her face as she enters, waving daintily as she bumps the door closed behind her with her hip. This is the first time anyone has really seen the skinny girl without her oversized sweater, or the layers of shirts typically underneath it, instead wearing a modest bikini top and zip-up hoodie that are a scarily close match to it in color, as well as a pair of white cutoff jean shorts and plain white flip-flops. Her glasses are also absent, and she's carrying a peculiar shark-shaped floatie under her arm.
"What's wrong? You all look like-" As she takes a few steps in, she looks around at the general horror and/or vague melancholy on everyone's face, and then gasps, loudly, when her gaze reaches Faye. She breaks the golden rule and runs over to the investigator, dropping to her knees and tenderly grasping the poor girl's sodden shoulder.
"Faye!? Oh my gosh, what happened to you? Did you fall in the pool? Are you alright?" She frantically looks between everyone else around and Faye, equally addressing the lot of them with her stream of questions.
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Post by Neotelenta on Apr 7, 2023 11:40:07 GMT
Korrigan definitely wasn't afk for several hours. Totally not.
As the whiskey bottles broke, his internal stat distribution switched to Mode B and he quickly got to work cleaning up the glass the best he could, the various whiskeys eventually bleeding into the pool, tainting it with respective shades of brown. He almost seemed to completely ignore the events of the pool, believing Hawk would handle it as he fetched a broom and dustpan, and a pool net to fish out pieces of the glass.
However, his vision darkens a little when Hawk's best attempts didn't seem to resolve it optimally.
As Yves walks in, he turns to her. "There was an altercation primarily involving Fay, Yugi, and Caitlin. I'll need time to clean out the pool. Please stay clear of it for the time being."
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Post by dootdoot on Apr 7, 2023 14:20:32 GMT
"Heeeey!" A... familiar voice rings out as the door to the pool room swings open, and Yves walks in right after all the chaos had ensued. "Oh, good, there's still people here. I thought I took too long and missed the pool party..." There's a smile on her face as she enters, waving daintily as she bumps the door closed behind her with her hip. This is the first time anyone has really seen the skinny girl without her oversized sweater, or the layers of shirts typically underneath it, instead wearing a modest bikini top and zip-up hoodie that are a scarily close match to it in color, as well as a pair of white cutoff jean shorts and plain white flip-flops. Her glasses are also absent, and she's carrying a peculiar shark-shaped floatie under her arm. "What's wrong? You all look like-" As she takes a few steps in, she looks around at the general horror and/or vague melancholy on everyone's face, and then gasps, loudly, when her gaze reaches Faye. She breaks the golden rule and runs over to the investigator, dropping to her knees and tenderly grasping the poor girl's sodden shoulder. "Faye!? Oh my gosh, what happened to you? Did you fall in the pool? Are you alright?" She frantically looks between everyone else around and Faye, equally addressing the lot of them with her stream of questions. "I'm... I'm alright. I'm fine." Faye slowly got back on her feet, leaning on Yves as she did so. "... I'm just... I'm going back to my room. You guys have fun, I guess. Sorry about the pool." With that, she left the pool area that I'm not 100% sure of the location of, dripping even more water over the path to the only exit.
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 7, 2023 15:02:00 GMT
Since the pool is in the gym, this means Yves has to walk around most of the board. This also means that at some point she passes by Xhuli who is checking behind the bar for Caitlin.
“Hi Faye, sorry about before, here’s more of that alcohol you had earlier if you want it.” Her voice is extremely sheepish, not needing to act cool in front of everyone. She fills a bag with bottles and puts it on the counter and keeps searching.
The gift may or may not be taken by Faye.
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Post by Akkordian on Apr 7, 2023 15:44:51 GMT
“An altercation? Faye was getting picked on, and I wasn’t here to help? That’s awful…” Yves’s face settles into a very peeved-looking pout, and surely her shark floatie would be furrowing its nonexistent brows in rage, if it had any and were alive to do so.
She watches despondently, rising to her feet, as Faye trudges out, her confident posture from her entrance deflating a bit.
“Well… if Faye’s leaving, and the pool’s closed, I guess I really was too late.” She lets out a very exaggerated sigh as she turns to face Korrigan, “Is there anything I can do to help, Mr. Magno?”
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Post by dootdoot on Apr 7, 2023 15:50:23 GMT
Since the pool is in the gym, this means Yves has to walk around most of the board. This also means that at some point she passes by Xhuli who is checking behind the bar for Caitlin. “ Hi Faye, sorry about before, here’s more of that alcohol you had earlier if you want it.” Her voice is extremely sheepish, not needing to act cool in front of everyone. She fills a bag with bottles and puts it on the counter and keeps searching. The gift may or may not be taken by Faye. Faye did not even spare the gift a look. The most Xhuli got as she passed through the bar was a glare from the jackalope tailing her.
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 7, 2023 16:07:43 GMT
Xhuli leaves that bag there, pretty sure that the sealed bottles can’t be poisoned, and keeps searching for Caitlin, her expression grim.
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Post by Neotelenta on Apr 7, 2023 16:45:45 GMT
“An altercation? Faye was getting picked on, and I wasn’t here to help? That’s awful…” Yves’s face settles into a very peeved-looking pout, and surely her shark floatie would be furrowing its nonexistent brows in rage, if it had any and were alive to do so. She watches despondently, rising to her feet, as Faye trudges out, her confident posture from her entrance deflating a bit. “Well… if Faye’s leaving, and the pool’s closed, I guess I really was too late.” She lets out a very exaggerated sigh as she turns to face Korrigan, “Is there anything I can do to help, Mr. Magno?” Korrigan pauses and looks around the room before back to her. "I'm fairly certain I've got most of the glass, including the bits that got in the pool, but..." he looks to see that the whiskey is getting sucked into the water filtration system built into the pool. "You should go talk with Faye. I think she would appreciate it. Thanks for checking with me, though. The pool will be ready in about an hour if you want to come back in a bit." Korrigan continues to clean.
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Post by Akkordian on Apr 7, 2023 17:17:42 GMT
"You should go talk with Faye. I think she would appreciate it. Thanks for checking with me, though. The pool will be ready in about an hour if you want to come back in a bit." Korrigan continues to clean. ”Right, I was thinking the same thing. It hurts to see her so sad…” Yves gathers up her floatie and shakes her head as she briskly walks out of the room, as quickly as she came.
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Post by Joker on Apr 7, 2023 17:21:36 GMT
Calvin just finished checking the trash can, but he didn't find his hat, shocking. He looks up in time to hear and witness what went down. "So... Nico is now the class president?" The cowboy asked, an eyebrow raised. "Well, bully for you, Nico... Even if you didn't deserves that role." He looks towards where Xhulijeta went. "I reckon she crossed a line that she shouldn't have..." He shrugs indifferently before making his way over to the other trash can and started searching it in an attempt to locate his hat. “I… This isn’t what I wanted….” Nico said, frustrated. He sighed and sat down at a random table by the pool, sulking and upset by the recent events.
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Post by Kachu on Apr 7, 2023 17:40:39 GMT
Mikoto who was really still there the whole time I promise they reacted and everything you just didn’t see they walk right by Nico at the table and put down a tiny rubber duck in front of him.
“Well, Ducky and I think you’ll be a lovely president, if this is how things ought to be.” They smile, which is actually visible because they’re still in the really nice swimsuit from Xhuli.
Eagle eyed viewers who can see directly into my brain would know this rubber duck was what kept Mikoto’s attention in the pool the whole time the fight was happening. Just trust me, that’s why I wasn’t posting.
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Post by wintercoat on Apr 7, 2023 19:04:38 GMT
Caitlin had managed to make her way all the way back to the crummy bedroom, where she sat on the edge of her bed with her soaked sweater in her lap. She tried to squeeze as much water out of it as possible but eventually gave up and just threw on a fresh one. Her hands shook with excitement and anxiety as she pulled the clean sweater over her head.
“It’s over… yer losing it,” she told herself. “They’re in your head. They’re in your head. You let them in. Isn’t it funny? Trash!”
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 7, 2023 19:14:10 GMT
Xhuli makes it all the way to the stinky rooms. As she walks down the corridor of rooms, she hears the girl who just choked her fifteen minutes ago.
“Hi Cait? I’m here to apologize for my behavior, also to check in on you if that’s okay…” the mediator raps her knuckles lightly on the bedroom.
“What’s in your head?”
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Post by wintercoat on Apr 7, 2023 20:00:59 GMT
Caitlin jumped upon hearing Xhuli’s voice. “Huh? Nothing. I’m going FUCKING CRAZY walking around in circles. I’m…”
She stood up to let the ex-president in. “I’m sorry for what I did to ya, too, but… everything’s so out of control. Yer too fucking crazy, I’m getting fucking nutters, and I can’t stop. I can’t shut it out. I just want wrap my fingers around yer pretty, little neck again and watch those eyes roll back.”
Her eyes were cold and reptilian as she spoke. “But I can have a little restraint. If you go away, that is.”
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Post by Joker on Apr 7, 2023 20:25:02 GMT
Mikoto who was really still there the whole time I promise they reacted and everything you just didn’t see they walk right by Nico at the table and put down a tiny rubber duck in front of him. “Well, Ducky and I think you’ll be a lovely president, if this is how things ought to be.” They smile, which is actually visible because they’re still in the really nice swimsuit from Xhuli. Eagle eyed viewers who can see directly into my brain would know this rubber duck was what kept Mikoto’s attention in the pool the whole time the fight was happening. Just trust me, that’s why I wasn’t posting. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, you two." Nico smiled weakly.
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 7, 2023 20:44:22 GMT
Xhuli walks in, still dressed in her bikini. She has a serious look on her face.
She clears her throat, in stark defiance of Caitlin’s threatening demeanor.
“Caitlin, I love you. Seriously. As a friend or as family or as whatever else you wanna say. I want what’s right for you. I think we’ve been living together and spent enough time with each other for me to say that. The only thing that can pull us apart is you asking me to stop caring. If you want me to, I can stop. Just like I dropped violin lessons. But I’d still care enough to come back if you asked me back.”
She tilts her head, there are still marks on her neck and they’re prominently visible. She smiles, “So, that said, I’ve been thinking recently that I struggle with my priorities a ton. I want to have as much of my normal, enjoyable school life I can get while making you and everyone else happy. So I get messy or frustrated or really really sad sometimes when I am trying to fit in everything and it’s not working. That was what you saw earlier.”
She takes her hair down out of the tie, her eyes dancing around Caitlin’s face. “Anyway, I know you’re not stupid. The situation we live in because of the demons is horrible on purpose. It takes a lot to deal with a situation like that. And being happy is only a small part of being comfortable and healthy. We also need to be sad and frustrated sometimes and do something about it. Commiserate, take it out on someone, do something creative or different.”
“I never had anyone for me before I came to this school. There’s really nothing notable about me or my life before I got here aside from that car accident I witnessed,” she laughs, a little self-pitying moment. “I have extra pressure on me to make the most of this life.”
“So, if you wanna commiserate together, I’d love to do it with you. If you want to act up I can do that with you. If you want to choke someone for any reason…”
“It’s not like I wouldn’t like it. Just promise to not actually kill me.”
Xhuli finishes her monologue and breathes a long breath of relief.
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Post by wintercoat on Apr 8, 2023 2:40:01 GMT
Caitlin’s eyes shifted around as Xhuli spoke; floor, Xhuli, wall behind Xhuli, floor, neck. She felt an intense shame and embarrassment wash over her and chewed on her lower lip, tearing at the skin until it bled.
“I’m sorry… I know yer just trying yer best… We’ve all got our personal shite to deal with,” she said in a low whisper. “What I did was wrong, stupid, and dangerous. I’m no better than Su-Ah or Kenji. Imagine if I’d actually done it. Wouldn’t that be something?”
Turning her back to Xhuli, she continued. “I’m not gonna bother ya anymore, not like that. It was nice being yer disciplinarian and helping to set up that dance, if ya even care about that. I don’t really know who I am anymore, so it’s tough to say if I cared either. Maybe I was just living in a fantasy, and wished this whole thing was a dream.”
Caitlin glanced over her shoulder, giving Xhuli a glimpse at her sorrowful expression. “Sorry for the rambling. I promise I won’t be a pain in yer ass going forward. Just don’t touch Faye ever again.”
For a second, she smirked, a little goofily. “She’s my kill, not yours.”
At the end of everything, Caitlin giggled quietly as she slowly walked out of the room and away from Xhuli, off to God knows where.
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 8, 2023 3:04:44 GMT
Xhuli blushes and swallows.
“…Okay! No worries! Thanks…”
”Wow… we were so close…”
She walks out of the room, weirdly chipper now with everything that happened. As if she hadn’t almost been killed.
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 8, 2023 14:59:03 GMT
—-
Days later, an unfamiliar man sits in the game room. He’s dressed in a suit that seems like it’s a little too big for him and isn’t exceptionally well tailored. The white fabric it was made out of does look nice, however. The man has a grey mustache, thick like a comb on his lip. He also wears what seems to be a towering white cowboy hat made of plastic and pieces of foam stapled together. Not nearly the consistency of a real hat. He has purple eyes.
He’s playing Donkey Kong Jungle Beat on the Damcube bongos and dying over and over.
Next to him is a bag with clothes and other supplies for the night. He also has some mixers that (for now) he is drinking unmixed.
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Post by Collin1002 on Apr 8, 2023 19:37:21 GMT
Felix walked into the game room, wanting to unwind after such a stressful few days. Tensions seemed to be boiling, and as much as he wanted to help somehow, he was worried he'd only make things worse. As he walked in, however, he raised a brow at the unfamiliar figure currently playing a game.
"Uh... a-and you are?" he asked. It was probably just someone he knew in a different, weird outfit and not a new person, right...?
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Post by Kachu on Apr 8, 2023 20:10:11 GMT
Mikoto, not much later than Felix, also enters the game room. They walk in like a penguin, almost. That is to say, their body language is really showing how nervous they are.
The reason is somewhat obvious, they're dressed up in an entirely different outfit, with a nice blue blouse and some slender fitting pants. They keep tugging at their sleeves and covering their body with their arms. It's really weird.
Leafcelot, Mikoto's cute little familiar, trails close behind them, dressed up in this big overcoat with a fat popped collar. He looks like a delinquent, but he's still smiling like he normally does.
":]" they say.
"Ah... Hello, everyone?" Mikoto speaks to the room, somewhat perplexed by the strange newcomer but still put at ease knowing a friend's face there in Felix.
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 8, 2023 20:14:31 GMT
“I’m Doug Dimmadome, owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome,” the man says in a Texas accent. He starts to giggle uncontrollably, barely able to get through his introduction. “Nice to meet you, young man!” The man kicks his feet excitedly as he laughs again.
From the voice, it’s clear it’s Xhuli.
“Do you want to hang out with me and play games? I was thinking about chilling here for the night. And maybe with anyone else that comes through.”
They glance at Mikoto, “Wow cool! What’s the story with yer outfit, fella?”
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Post by Kachu on Apr 8, 2023 20:33:36 GMT
"Ah well, um..." Mikoto mumbles awkwardly and avoids making eye contact. It's more than likely just general discomfort than anything specific.
"It was a gift. From... Su-Ah. She made it for me."
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Post by wintercoat on Apr 8, 2023 20:37:12 GMT
In the gym, Caitlin was practicing her combat maneuvers on an unfortunate punching bag. She'd ditched her sweater in favor of a green tank top and had tied her hair back. She was wearing black training gloves and beating the ever-living snot out of the sandbag, timing her hits to a rhythm that blared a little too loud from headphones around her neck. Sweat trailed down her red face and off of her chin with every strike. The way she moved made it look like an incredibly aggressive dance, with her bobbing, weaving, and lightning-fast hooks being perfectly timed to the sick beat. It was a more productive use of anger and frustration that violently choking a girl. (I would totally draw a new avatar but uhhhh no time, maybe for fun once I have time, though!)
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 8, 2023 20:44:10 GMT
"Ah well, um..." Mikoto mumbles awkwardly and avoids making eye contact. It's more than likely just general discomfort than anything specific. "It was a gift. From... Su-Ah. She made it for me." “Cute!” The man says. “I like it a lot. Su-Ah was really good at these kinds of things, huh? I’m glad you’re trying it out. It’s very different but also fits in a cool new way.” The Texas accent fades in and out. “I also like Leafcelot’s look,” he says. “Want to hang out?” “Uh I’m in a costume because I made it earlier for Halloween plans but I think we’re in November now. Not many choices with hats that can fit my hair.”
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Post by Akkordian on Apr 8, 2023 21:07:14 GMT
“Woooow…” Yves, of all people, wandered into the gym at some point while Caitlin was busy beating the ever loovin’ shite out of her punching bag.
She ditched her usual heatstroke-inducing attire, and her glasses, for a sports bra in her classic, iconic whatever you call that shade of purple-y blue I keep using, black leggings, a pair of cheap, plain black-and-white running shoes, and her hoodie from the other day slung over her shoulder.
“Hey there, Caitlin.” She gives the girl a little wave, non-assuming smile on her face, and a jovial lilt in her voice. “Working through some stuff, there?”
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Post by wintercoat on Apr 8, 2023 21:16:47 GMT
“Hey there, Caitlin.” She gives the girl a little wave, non-assuming smile on her face, and a jovial lilt in her voice. “Working through some stuff, there?” Without missing a beat, Caitlin continued to fire away at the sandbag. "You bet," she said, only giving Yves a quick glance. "I'm just sick of this shite. Dunno if you were at the pool or not the other day." She gave the bag one more decisive punch before showing it mercy. She grabbed a towel she had on standby and dabbed the sweat off her face. Her arms definitely had some definition to them, a feature cleverly hidden by her sweater most days, and the bit of stomach peeking out from under the tank top (which might've been a-little-too-small) was decently toned. "It never hurts to train. Not only does it get rage out, but it also burns all the calories from drinkin'. Though, that might just be a me problem. I take it yer here to do a little workout yerself? If you want to train together, I promise I won't be too rough on ya."
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Post by Kachu on Apr 8, 2023 21:29:08 GMT
"Ah well, um..." Mikoto mumbles awkwardly and avoids making eye contact. It's more than likely just general discomfort than anything specific. "It was a gift. From... Su-Ah. She made it for me." “Cute!” The man says. “I like it a lot. Su-Ah was really good at these kinds of things, huh? I’m glad you’re trying it out. It’s very different but also fits in a cool new way.” The Texas accent fades in and out. “I also like Leafcelot’s look,” he says. “Want to hang out?” “Uh I’m in a costume because I made it earlier for Halloween plans but I think we’re in November now. Not many choices with hats that can fit my hair.” ”I don’t have much in the way of plans, I don’t see why I can’t hang around here for a little while!” Mikoto manages to sit down somewhere in the game room where they can easily observe everything that’s going on. They give Leafcelot a little plastic knife and then watches him perform practice swings. “Keep it up…!” They cheer them on.
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Post by Doctor Nanjo M.D. on Apr 8, 2023 21:51:35 GMT
The gentleman pauses his game, not wanting to be rude, “Well, does anyone have a game they want to play? Mario Party?”
He glances at Leafcelot, “What’s he training for? Have you been fighting with them?”
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Post by Collin1002 on Apr 8, 2023 21:56:15 GMT
Felix was rendered speechless for a time, but managed to shake it off long enough to formulate a proper response.
"U-Uh, Mario Party sounds good, Xhu-- sorry... Doug," he said after a moment's hesitation.
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