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

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

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

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

[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?

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

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

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

It would at least be a starting point. We can't sit and expect something to happen.

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

I know... [He didn't hold high hopes for it, exactly, but it would be something to do. A distraction. Hm.]

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

....

[He quietly notes that expression on Elliot's face.]

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

[He motions for Elliot to walk with him. We are not doing talk of private affairs in public affairs, because unlike you, Leo knows the meaning of discretion.]

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

[Elliot has no idea where they're going, but he trusts Leo's judgment and follows him anyway.]

What is it?

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

[That's okay, Leo hasn't any idea either. But we'll just be looking around for somewhere with no people--and assume that we've found a corridor, a hallway, something.

He turns to Elliot with a mildly concerned look.]

Have you been sleeping well?

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

[Oh, so that was it. He looks down as he speaks, even though his answer is short and sweet.]

...nothing's changed. [Well. Except that you're not there. So maybe not so much.]

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

[His grim expression doesn't change.]

Does your roommate know?

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

I'm not telling him.

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

But he's noticed your nightmares?

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs slightly.]

Ask him. [...he avoided contact with his roommate for this very same reason - just in case they had noticed.]

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

[That's cheating and you know it.]

Elliot.

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

What? [His tone certainly conveys annoyance.]

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

[He'll just stare at you with this impatient look as well and...]

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

[Sigh. Fine.]

What's the name of your dorm mate? [the things I do for Nightrays]

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

[...]

You're not going to talk to him.

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

You told me to ask him.

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

I didn't mean it. I don't know if he knows.

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

It would only be polite to ask.

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

I'm not trying to be polite!

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

--then you should be.