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[fuukiin]

Out in the Snow (OPEN)

Kiyotaka stared at the doors to the front of their new residence for the time being, dressed from head to toe in the winter gear which had been provided for each and every one of them. Since arriving, he wondered if perhaps it was a lie; the promise of them being allowed to leave the school grounds. Then again, he'd seen plenty of people existing the premises, though whether they returned or not was something that remained a mystery to him. While he truly hoped they'd made it back in one piece, safety was never something that could be guaranteed here. He pressed his palms flat against the surface, opening the door with more force than should have been necessary. The wind gusting around outside was something he should have expected, but no matter. The seemingly endless flakes of snow fell on his coat, Kiyotaka's breath coming out in hot, visible puffs. Snow was something he was familiar with, something he would often trudge to school through during the winter months. However, enjoying it was an experience he'd never thought to pursue. Beyond his gaze, he could see the forest, his lips tugging down in a small frown. He would stay here, right in front of the temporary Hope's Peak where it was safe. A few steps were all he managed to take before he spotted a figure just a bit ahead of him. Kiyotaka squinted, attempting to get a better look at whoever they were, though it seemed as if that would be impossible without actually walking up to him. And that was exactly what he intended to do. His expression morphed into a more neutral one before he called out, his curiosity getting the best of him. "I sincerely hope you're not planning on heading in there. We were warned of its dangers. Are you sure you want to take that risk?" The thick trees promised nothing but misfortune for those who entered, and if he could discourage this person from venturing out, then maybe he had found a companion for his own excursion.

[shslshortsight]

too much for his eyesight ; starter/open!

Black. Then white. Then he could see all the colors again, all of them mixed in the most different kinds of way. And they formed a scenario; a scenario that looked like a... a school? Wait, was that really a classroom? How did he even manage to end up there, anyway?! He thought he had already gotten rid of teaching in the Pokémon School and-- -- 

"...Oh...?"

A confused expression appeared on the teacher's face as he adjusted his glasses several times until he could finally recall that he had actually been to some school's entrance a few hours ago, and he was hosted by nothing but a... a bear. Yes, it was a bear, indeed. There was a bear in front of him. Talking to him as if it was a human like the teacher himself. Scary? Maybe. But that doesn't matter anyway. The young man instinctively placed a hand to his head, starting to get even more confused; he started wondering what kind of bullshit was that. Was that some kind of prank? Yeah, that could be. A kid's prank, because that was obviously nothing but a silly and useless stuffed animal that can be found anywhere -- or even made at home, if you, by any chance, own some basic sewing skills. Not that Cheren himself knew anything about that, but--  well, no one cares about it, right.

His eyes took a brief "trip" around the room in which he was basically dumped into, checking its door, in which was placed a large "156" written in blood-red, almost as if it had been painted with someone else's blood. "Tch." That confused expression changed into an all grumpy one as soon as he remembered the so-called stuffed toy's words. "Room #156... Alone..." A rather crooked smile took place on the teacher's lips for a few seconds, as he laughed briefly -- and ironically -- at that rather miserable situation in which he got into. "Well then, I guess no joking about this part, huh. How pathetic. But it will surely be better this way, I have sort of a bad feeling about this place and the people in here as a whole, after all. Guess I don't need a roomate or something like this."

Nonetheless, the gym leader could also recall something about... mutual killing? Dear Arceus, what kind of idiot would believe in such a thing?! Honestly, if he had to kill someone in that damn building, he would probably rather killing himself instead of dirtying his hands with some random jerk's blood -- it would be just too disgusting for him to handle, he assumed. "Too much useless thinking. I'm starting to get kind of bored already. Maybe I should just take a brief walk and get to actually know what kind of place this actually is." Yes, Cheren, you're being just too judgmental, you should really give it a break sometimes. "I hope it will not be a waste of time, though..." 

Once his door was finally unlocked, Cheren cautiously stepped outside, immediately starting to look around. Everything looked surprisingly fine, except it didn't look like a school's hall at all. It was just too big... Well, it was big enough to place every single being inside that school, he assumed. Taking a few more steps, the young teacher suddenly stumbled on something, immediately reaching the ground, his vision turning all blury until he couldn't see anything but just a few colors and shadows all mixed with each other. "...My glasses...!" His blue pupils searched restlessly throughout the ground, but to no avail, since he couldn't find anything but some dirt. And it took just a few seconds until he could hear the sound of footsteps approaching and stopping right behind him.  

"W-Who is it? What do you want?!" His voice was all shaky, as he turned his head back just to take sight of what appeared to be a vague silhouette.

[einsnico]

Human Filth (Open)

Nico didn’t recall how he ended up here, what had happened, anything from the previous night. All he could remember was waking up alone in a classroom with a letter welcoming him to the school. Said letter looked like a five year old had drawn it, but that was completely besides the point. Rather, his main concern was how alone he was. How utterly and absolutely alone. No Zera, no Tamiya, no anyone to keep him on the right path towards the goal they worked so hard to achieve. He reached up, touching the scar on his right eye, lips twisting in the same scowl he was so familiar with. Now what? Would the club move on without him? He was Eins after all, the leader of Zera’s schutzstaffel, he was number one and…and they were going to activate the marvelous machine which had taken them years to build without him. The very machine he’d given his right eye for, the one he promised to risk his very life to complete. Zera would find a new Eins, maybe even that bastard Jaibo! No, the very thought made him sick, it was unacceptable. Nico refused to e forgotten byt the club, by Zera, by his sole reason for living. Which meant he needed to find a way out of here at all costs. Standing, he moved out of the room he’d been placed in to cautiously look around the hallways. Disgust overcame his features as he caught sight of his other ‘classmates’ while the roamed the halls. How utterly revolting they all were, how mature and carefree. Or at least it looked to be that way to the blind eye. Turning his head so as to avoid eye contact, he wandered away, examining anything that could be perceived as an exit on his way through the halls. There had to be some way out of here, something he could do to tell them where he was, why he couldn’t be there; because if he couldn’t, only execution awaited him when he returned. For the first time in a long time, Nico was at a loss, trudging through the halls while turning his head to avoid making eye contact with anyone. Apparently around here even that wasn’t good enough, there was someone approaching. How could they so easily come up to a stranger like this? Throwing all caution to the wind when he quite obviously wanted to be left alone.

[fuukiin]

It's a Pleasure to Meet You! * (Kiyotaka & Petra)

One, two, one two, the morning exercises were always something he looked forward to. It was a sense of normalcy really, even if no one joined him in the end, he was glad to have this time. With a deep breath, he assumed various poses, readying himself for the day as time ticked on. If someone was there, he wouldn't even notice. Most of the time Kiyotaka seemed caught up in his own world, even when trying to talk to others, he never had a knack for it. Occasionally he would try if he was in the mood, or if someone else approached him, though most of the conversations tended to end up like they did at his old school; finished within a few minutes. How was he supposed to know what to say if they didn't share his interests? Most of all, he tended to make a fool of himself, likely most of the others thought him an idiot more than anything. Though he hated being called a genius, he didn't want to be seen as a moron either. There was just no social tact to be found, that was all. And how was he supposed to know anyway, when no one bothered to approach him unless it was to ask about something trivial. Kiyotaka frowned, releasing a soft breath. No time to think about this now, stretching in the morning was a form of meditating for him, only good thoughts were supposed to be running through his mind now. Nothing else.

[fuukiin]

Up in the Trees * (CLOSED) Kiyotaka & Peko

Kiyotaka stared at the massive trunk, almost intimidated by the way it looked. Of all the things he wanted to do, he'd never gotten a chance to climb a tree once in his life. It was going to be a learning experience, what better way to spend today than educating himself about the outdoors? For as much as he knew about the wilderness, he'd never gotten the chance to do something like this before. With his family, his reputation--their reputation--they couldn't afford anything going sour with their son. All in all, Kiyotaka had been a sheltered child. He knew how to fight, he could properly use a sword, he could likely name every type of plant in view out here, but he'd never once tried to do anything like this. Setting down his pack, he continued eyeing the lowest branch as though it would crash down on him at any moment. He had plenty of upper body strength, he was muscular enough, surely he could do this, couldn't he? Perhaps he shouldn't think id a situation like this, it felt like more of a do or don't and over thinking it could cause his downfall, sadly over thinking things was his specialty. But, it was with outstretched arms that he made the first jump, gripping onto the branch with all his might. Maybe...just maybe...yes! And with that, he had done it, he lifted himself up effortlessly, taking a seat on his new conquered territory with a grin of satisfaction on his face.