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<sub>[During lunch today, Homura can be found sitting at a table by herself, pages of notes spread out before her as she tries to make sense of her coursework so far. Slowly, she's been adjusting to Garden life, and (sort of?) making friends in the process, but it's still so... overwhelming, that she can't help but sometimes want to go sit in her dorm room for awhile to take a breather. That said, she's been handling things fairly well so far, for someone who was desperately wanting to find one of her friends from home, save for being a shy klutz and whatnot.

If anyone decides to try peering at her notes, they'll notice that aside from notes on her courses, there's also notes on... chemical formulas for making explosives? For those that encountered her before in the training center, it probably comes as no surprise, but otherwise, it's a bit... weird, for this girl with the glasses and braids to be researching something like that.

In the end though, when you're a magical girl with time magic who has no other real notable skills to boot, you do what you gotta do to fight the good fight.]</sub>

[Action 01]

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Option A: Lobby

[Toph is leaning against the directory with her arms crossed, unamused. The letter and course catalog are by her feet, untouched.

She's blind, Cid. Why the hell did you give her stuff to read? She's just going to stand here and people 'watch' for a while. Passerbys are free to notice her bare feet or blank stare. If you talk to her, she won't look at you.]

Option B: Quad

[Later, after lunch, Toph is sitting against a convenient wall, apparently doing nothing. People walking by her, however, have a tendency to trip and glance back at the ground behind them, swearing there was a dip there only to find that the ground is just as flat as it's always been.

She's bored and making people look like idiots is entertaining.]

1st Pesterlog -- GR33T1NGS [Action]

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[As one is passing through classes today, one may hear something unusual in the air. As one's ears adjust, they may find it to be a very high pitched staccato laugh. It's resonance is pretty good, and seems show no indication of ceasing. Were one to explore the source of this acoustic anomaly, they would find that the sound gets louder as they enter into the lobby, and louder still the closer they got to the first floor lobby. The voice changes now, shifting to a hearty hahahaha to hehehe and even an abrupt LOL for good measure.

At the end of this particular rabbit hole is a young troll girl standing next to the directory, which has subsequently been smeared by something white and viscous--saliva, perhaps? The troll girl seems to find something HIGHLY AMUSING, but is staring off into blank space.

Talk about a weirdo.]

001

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[It's morning, and Rolo is seated in the corner of the cafeteria. A half-eaten porridge, a cellphone with a locket, a ring signifying Emerald sponsorship, an issue of the Balamb Newsletter, a course catalog and a small notebook lay on the table. Presently, Rolo is focused on the last two and scrawling away on the notebook over what courses to take as he refers back to the catalog every so often. His free hand rests on the cellphone, away from the reach of others.

He isn't all too keen about officially enrolling, but there's little else he can do and it may be better to take this approach until he learns more.

Magic and monsters, huh?]

after lunch;
[Once course enrollment business is taken care of, Rolo heads to the dormitory he's been assigned for the first time. He stops in front of the door to A205. He isn't hesitating; it's only a place, he has nothing to pause about. Rather, the thought that someone else could be in there crosses his mind. A dormitory generally houses more than one person, doesn't it?]

(ooc: Feel free to hit him up in either location or in-between!)

o7. ♌ network post / action

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BBS

:33 < i was wondering
:33 < i notice i do lots better at getting my work done when im with someone
:33 < ive b33n doing better with my tactics and math class
:33 < thanks to ronnae and rikku x33
:33 < so if there is anyone furrom my other classes
:33 < whod like to work together id be real grateful!

:33 < that note aside it s33ms like lots of people have b33n coming in lately
:33 < especially people furrom and sorta not furrom my home
:33 < this place can be kinda confusing at furst so
:33 < if you have any questions purrease dont hesitate to ask
:33 < and ill answer to the best of my abilities
:33 < or find someone who does know fur you :))

:33 < hey purrmusk? how are you doing? it f33ls like furever since weve talked

((ooc; if you are interested in studying with Nepeta you can find her schedule here.

ACTION in the cafeteria

[After that Mean Girls episode it has been a while since Nepeta has gone into the cafeteria. Mostly she's been making do by hunting and using the supplies in the kitchen of her dorm, but those are running low and as much as she gets a thrill out of hunting....it seems wrong when food is readily available elsewhere.

So there she stands a little awkwardly, tray in hand and looking around for a familiar face to sit with--or at least one that looked friendly.]

[Action/BBS]

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Action
[It doesn't matter where you are in the garden; if you're in a public area, you now see what appears to be a giant red and white robot casually walking around, like it's totally normal for giant robots to be wandering the building.  This is Gavril, both reacquainting himself with the building as well as testing out parts of his armor's computers.  He had been messing with it before his arrival, and he had to make sure everything was in proper order.  Don't worry, nothing appears to be malfunctioning.

Anyone want to mess with the robot?]

BBS
Hello again comrades!  So much change appears to have happen since I leave.  So much new faces!  I am Gavril Ivanovich, and I am new Instructor Engineering.  What is to be spoken for me?  Back home I was on new Justice League International.  Was big superhero group for superhero around world.  Superhero name is Rocket Red.  Rocket Red is also name of super power unit in Russia.  I was Captain of Rocket Red brigade but I leave because we not agree ear and ear.

I have talk too much!  Instead I wish to learn about new people!  Is anyone in the engineering on Tuesday or Thursday?  Do not be shy, talk to Gavril!

001 ❁ [Action]

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Option A: Early Morning, Kitchens

[Upon entering the kitchens, for whatever reason, one can see a flurry of activity as Tiana is almost everywhere at once! At the sink washing vegetables and fruit, at the counters chopping up a variety of items, at the stoves, ovens, etc. She's everywhere! Cooking. And ... humming? She's humming.

Well. She's certainly settled in well, it seems.

Suddenly, she glances up, mid-chop from the counter where she somehow ended up again (wasn't she just in the pantry?) and notices she's not alone. She speaks up, a sweet yet southern Louisiana accent to her voice.]

Hello there. Can I help you with somethin'?



Option B: Afternoon, Cafeteria

[A bit after lunch and Tiana is moving rather nimbly through the crowd of people, a tray in each hand and one atop her head as she refills the buffet line.

Hmm... To comment or to cause some mischief?]



Option C: Late Evening, Dorms and Heading to B226

[The day is well and over with, things having slowed down enough for Tiana to really think about where she is and what has happened.

A melancholy look over takes the face of the Garden's newest cook as she walks along, twisting the ring upon her hand that signifies her married status. Her married status, in another world where she's separated from her new husband. She continues to fiddle with the ring, the physical contact of it bringing her comfort as she seeks out her shared room for, hopefully, some quiet.]

001 *action* *Open*

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[Selphie stands with a tray at one side of the cafeteria. Attempting to balance her lunch, she reaches for a string hanging from the back of her uniform's skirt. She is doing a sort of "dog chasing it's tail" thing that may look endearing. Or may not. Straightening up, the cafeteria looms around her. A long time ago she had knew almost everybody at the school. You name them, she had smiled , bothered and befriended them. That's just what Selphie liked to do.

She had just arrived and still was a bit shell shocked. Her eyes would scan the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of a familiar face. Or a friendly face. Even with the time vertigo , Selphie was ecstatic to make new friends. Just look at all those new people. They all looked so nice! Selphie's grin got bigger at the thought. This is going to be pretty good! ]

oo1. [ bbs / action ]

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( Cut for courier! )

[ If you're in the quad, you may see a young girl with huge glasses, a slinky black-with-green-sparkles nightgown, and long messy black hair wandering around looking hopelessly confused and lost.

WHAT WILL YOU DO, BALAMB GARDEN? ]