#cornflower01

(closed starter for @moonlitlady​ ) Well! That last prank probably....yeah, no, it really hadn’t gone in the way Giovanni expected at all. He’d expected surprise and shock, not for someone to LIKE the confetti he used: but it was probably best to warm up before proper pranks anyway! That was just a prelude to his amazing and devious plotting! This next one would be the REAL deal, the most dark and BAD DUDE prank ever - he’d gone all out to find a hallway used by students constantly, but not one that was for emergencies. Yes, this should do nicely: now for the delicious cherry that made up the topping on this cake of a plan! Carefully shuffling backwards as he went, he carried a box in one hand and took things out of it with his free one, placing one thing and then another onto the flooring of the hallway until he reached the end of the hallway and could not place any more. Standing tall and proud at his hard work, he surveyed the wonderous sight - he’d covered the floor with whoopee cushions. Muahaha...it’d be pretty hard to walk without setting one of the many ‘traps’ of the hallway off there! Now, just to watch and--wait. WAIT. How...was HE supposed to walk through without setting them off, too?! Oh crap.

(starter for @moonlitlady​ ) With the apartment now set up a little better - so Molly didn’t have to watch on on these ‘impromptu’ psychology meetings if she did not wish to, after all she no doubt would prefer to respect other folk’s privacy when they came here - with a little folding screen that blocked out noise and view set on the side of the room that led to the bedrooms opened when he had the appointments, a knock at the door alerted him. Ah! Someone had already come to visit due to the added onslaught of forms he had put up? Even if he couldn’t help them when they were stuck there, at least he could do something now, so he smiled at the thought...then put on his serious work face. Time to go professional psychologist mode - though as he opened the door to let his newest ‘customer’ in, a small degree of surprise did flicker past his serious composure at how blue the stranger that was standing in front of him was. Huh. Well, he’d seen stranger with being of a world of Epithets, so his serious face swiftly overcame that minor surprise. “Please, do come in...have a seat. I’ve made some tea to assist with any clients - there’s all sorts of different blends on the table. I’ve found tea really does soothe the nerves and helps a client feel safe and secure...”

❝ Where... am I...? ❞

Molly keeps questioning under her breath as she walks around, not recognizing any of these buildings or people at all. This doesn’t look like Sweet Jazz City at all, and the one thing she can truly feel besides confusion is... a weird sense of emptiness. It’s subtle, and easy to ignore, but it’s still there. She honestly didn’t like it very much, but her main focus is trying to figure out where she is. There’s not even a map around here...

She can’t even remember how she got here in the first place, which was odd in itself. Last thing she can recall is cleaning up after her small Christmas hangout with Giovanni and Sylvie, and then she woke up here with the slightly empty feeling in her chest. Was this the work of an epithet user? Something else entirely? She shakes her head. No use dwelling on it right now.

Her eyes spot someone with long hair near a small garden, and she bites her lip. She’s not one to disturb people, but she really needs to know where she is. Her legs move forward, small hand tapping on the person’s shoulder to get their attention.

❝ Excuse me, um... do you know the name of this place? ❞