http://lt-scintillate.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lt-scintillate.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] witchesreign2011-07-19 07:23 pm

action; the lobby outside the dormitories

[Kanaya is standing quite still near the center of the room; she has what looks like a quarter of a bedsheet wrapped around her head, and a hole has been cut in- sawed in, possibly, judging by the ruin that's been wreaked on the cloth- for her eyes. Dark green liquid is soaking through the wrapping in several places. She got here fairly quickly after searching her assigned respiteblock and reading the letter twice, but now that she's reached a common area, she's stymied by the sheer range of unfamiliar and inexplicable options before her.

A school, the letter had said. There had to be antiseptic somewhere: how else would you clean up after an unruly student had been culled? But for the moment- well, if she had breath to catch, she would be catching it. As it is, she tries to regain her bearings, and stares out through her makeshift mask with wary interest.]

[identity profile] agt-doubletap.livejournal.com 2011-07-20 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh god don't make him more paranoid.]

[He just kind of stares at the floor instead.]

Given the options...I think I prefer it subtle and slow.

[identity profile] agt-doubletap.livejournal.com 2011-07-20 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sollux frowns, taking the idea of them being threatened pretty seriously. He really, really doesn't want to get trapped in a situation like this again.]

Right. [He nods a little.] We should be ready. For if they... [He makes a vague, noncommittal gesture.]

[identity profile] agt-doubletap.livejournal.com 2011-07-20 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[He flinches a little at the shoulder pat, though he shakes it off.]

A117. Where is yours?

[identity profile] agt-doubletap.livejournal.com 2011-07-20 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[He nods a little.]

Do you have a roomate?

[identity profile] agt-doubletap.livejournal.com 2011-07-20 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
...Yeah.

[As far as he can tell. He just leaves it at that.]

Let's go to yours.