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[And on the stairs leading to the quad sits one (1) boy with really messy hair,hunched over and reading a book. He seems pretty oblivious to the world in general, but occasionally shows some signs of...consciousness by shifting to the side when he hears footsteps.

...try not to trip over him. ♥]

Ah, so they call those "com-pew-ters"...

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[--ah.]

You should watch where you're going, Elliot.

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Don't tell me to watch where I'm-

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[Pause.

Um...

Wait.

What.]

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L-LEO! Where have you been?!

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[Stilll reading]

It was really difficult to find you, you know.

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You've been looking for me?

[Yeah, sorry, we were too busy suffering over those stupid nightmares and sulking forever.]

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[He pauses to insert the bookmark at the page, and before closing the book and looking up.]

Of course.

[Is that a smile? Maybe?]

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[If that's a smile, Elliot's looking down a bit awkwardly.]

You should have looked harder.

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I'll keep that in mind.

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[stretches] But it's good to hear that Elliot's been behaving well. I suppose it isn't all bad.

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[Wh-what. Of course he's been behaving well. He's just going to ignore that comment.]

How did you know I was here?

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We seem to share similar classes. I'm in your Composition and Literature class.

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[WHAT.]

...why didn't you say something sooner?!

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[shrug] There wasn't any opportunity to do so. You left the class before I could catch up with you.

[And it is a huge school.]

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[Oh. Well. He couldn't exactly deny that. Elliot wasn't really in a hurry to go anywhere, but he didn't like sticking around any longer than he had to, either.]

...sorry.

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[He'll let that linger for a while- hey, we all should bask in the moment of Elliot Nightray apologising!- but y'know what? Enough of all this dere, let's get back down to business.]

How long have you been here, Elliot?

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[And somewhere deep down, Elliot appreciates that Leo isn't making a big deal out of it. At least, you know, not out loud.]

Almost two weeks now. What about you?

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[He falls quiet for a moment]

Two days.

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Only two days? [Lucky. Elliot couldn't help feeling a bit anxious over how long he'd been here in comparison.]

I hate this place. It's all such a waste of time.

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We'll have to make the best of it until we find a way back. I suppose you haven't had any success with that?

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I don't know what to do. What are we supposed to do other than sit and wait?

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Wouldn't the most logical course of action be to find someone with the answers?

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Where will we find someone like that? [He's already decided that this place is useless and... well. Useless.]

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[He casts a glance back towards the school building as he contemplates this.]

The person with the most power in this place would know, wouldn't they?

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But it doesn't matter what they tell us, does it? This "time compression" is still in our way.