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Hey everyone! Well, whether you’ve heard about it or not yet, the facts are the same: PP got hacked and deleted! Of course, because of this, we’ve had to get a new URL and everything, but we managed to retrieve a LOT of things that we’ve written despite the hacker’s best effort, so there’s no way that we were going to let this get us down!

I’ve been working on the HTML of the blog and Spooky Mod also went over the theme to make sure the colours were done and everything else like that, so thank you for your patience with us! While I have gone through the HTML to fix the pages (well, mostly anyway), there’s a clear problem where, because most of our stuff was retrieved from the saved cache of the old blog, there are some people that aren’t listed on the taken list or in their rooms and there are some people who’s reserves have disappeared.

Not to fear! You’re more than welcome to be readded and to have your reserves renewed. Check the lists to see if you’re missing from anything and then send us an ask about it with your room number (if you can’t remember it, feel free to ask to be reassigned!) and character name from the blog! As for reserves, just resend them completely— it’s alright if your reserve ran out before, too. Think of this as a freebie extension.

That being said, having everything deleted truly is a problem, but we’re going to overcome this and be back and better than ever, trust me! There’s a few people who have dropped who are listed on the masterlist, so I’m going to go and remove them soon, and if you’ve been wondering about the event, don’t worry! We have everything we wrote on it saved and will be reposting it soon. For now, though, check this link!

Please pass this around by reblogging and/or linking on Twitter. It’ll be a great help! Again, thank you for your patience and cooperation! 

                    So far so good, their situation had quickly turned into a more positive one; the boat no longer rocked and they were quickly moving forward. But even despite this all Kageyama still did feel a bit off. Almost as if he was expecting something bad to happen. But he quickly told himself to think of something else or else he may as well jinx all of them. It was about 2 minutes later when Kageyama started to hear something, ” Say… ” he trailed off a bit, unsure if he had really heard it correctly ” Did you hear that as well…? ” he questioned but soon enough his direction went elsewhere.

”    Geh ”

Though, it's definitely a relief, she thinks, as the two continue to move along quickly but cautiously on the boat. Seven isn't very keen on the idea of falling into the water and becoming a mess and she's sure this teen isn't, either. It's not like she's afraid of the water or anything like that; it's more like the silver-haired female is worried about getting caught off guard and as a result, making any odd facial expressions that are out of her control due to embarrassment.

Unfortunately, the girl had been concentrating far too much on the current task at hand. Surely if she had opened up her senses a bit more she would have taken notice to the hole in the boat before it was too late... Though now, it's too late for the both of them as Seven finds her grip on the rope loosening as the boat becomes shaky, successfully making the pair fly into the water below.

"--Eek!" A rather high-pitched exclamation is made as the silver-haired girl makes impact with the water, a very red blush making its way onto her features as she falls onto her hands and knees. A painful way to land to be certain, but fortunately the way down had not been a long one... And the water level itself is rather shallow. Despite that, the female can't help but feel a wave of embarrassment not only for being relatively soaked, but also for neglecting to see something that should had been obvious from the start.

"... Eh? O-Oh! Yes, that's right," she somehow manages to respond, her expression still a little shocked as she picks herself up from her knees. With a reluctant cough she brushes back some wet strands of silver behind her ears, closing her eyes for a moment in attempts to regain her composure.

At least, she had heard Seven was also trapped in this place. That was what Nine had told her in between copious amounts of curse words and his slowly-rising temper. On one hand, it was nice to know that Seven could indeed be around. On the other, though, there was the undeniable fact that each moment any of them spent away from the class was a moment in which their mission would remain incomplete. Queen was nothing if not punctual and such delays made her more nervous as the days went by.

After three days in the park and no sign of Seven, the teen finally decided it would be better to seek out her companion rather than to wait for Seven to come to her. With her Astral Sword at her side, Queen wandered from park to park in search of the silver-haired teen. Perhaps Seven had heard from Nine that she was around and had sought her out as well.

The familiar voice that called her name was greeted with an adjustment of her glasses and a turn on her heel to face Seven. “I had heard from Nine you were also in this place. It is nice to see you.” Queen wasn’t one for evident sentimentality but there was a very clear relief that showed itself in her features. An awkward pause soon followed the female’s words before she coughed to cover up her relief. “It is me, Seven.”

"O-Oh... Well, I mean... yes, of course it's you," she finally spits out, still at a loss of how to recover her composure completely. With a silent exhale the teen somehow manages to revert back to her usual, detached expression, folding her arms lightly in efforts to prevent herself from fiddling with her uniform. "Nine... So, you've already met him here, then?" she asks afterwards, though the question itself is rhetorical considering the answer had been spoken moments prior. "He's been wandering around a lot... Dur to boredom, I would think. He hasn't gotten into any trouble just yet, though," and for that, she feels a small wave of accomplishment, even if she has not directly influenced Nine's actions.

"... A shame that you've been snatched away, too, though... It would have been better if you stayed in Suzaku,... Nine, too," she comments, her gaze fixated to the ground once more before meeting Queen's again. It's not to say that she doubts Queen's abilities at all and is quite the opposite; her intentions of the comment had merely meant that it would have been better for Queen to keep order in the chaos back home.

Only a couple steps are taken off the elevator when a resounding rumble echoes overhead, causing him to stop in his tracks and glance upwards. It’s rather shocking when something very cold pelts him square in the face. “Wha—”

“Ouch!?" He grimaces in pain as he puts a hand over his forehead, eyes darting questioningly to the chunk of ice that had hit him on the head. That’s definitely going to bruise later. Though, he only has time to inspect it for a moment before another grumble echoes from above and he’s suddenly bombarded with more hail all around him. With wide eyes he raises his arms up in defense from the offending ice chunks, fruitlessly attempting to activate a Dark Shield. However, he surprised when the assault is halted and he finds a stranger holding an umbrella above him. “Thanks." He quickly expresses his gratitude, moderately confused when she goes on to act as if this occurrence is normal.

She understands exactly how he feels right now, she really does; the overwhelming confusion of the weather occurring indoors is still fresh in her mind, after all. The possibility of some sort of technology being behind this is high but the young teen also thinks it must be the work of magic as well. It could always be a hybrid of the two, as magitek is something she's knowledgeable about, but even so... Why would anyone want to have hail storms inside their hotel lobby?

It's ludicrous.

"Normal for this day in particular, yes," she answers swiftly, her tone sounding a little sympathetic. "There's a schedule for the weather... I think you'll find a note about it in your room," she goes on to explain, her free hand making its way into her sleeve to pull out a small note. ".... Apparently tomorrow there's going to be snow," holding back her sigh, the silver-haired female holds out the note for the stranger to look at while she continues to hold up their temporary shelter from the ice pellets. She's only been here for a few days now and Seven's already had more than enough of this nonsense... And of this place in general.