#imbion

Avery had been pretty tired lately. Not much had happened since the trial, so she simply spent her days waiting. Maybe for a new floor to be unlocked, or for the bear to give them a new announcement... anything to break the monotony, really.

That last trial was a mess. Five people died, and that was terrible, but... Avery didn’t want to think about that. All the negativity was really getting to her, and she wanted to stay up beat and on top of things. That meant she should make sure to have as much fun as possible!

It was pretty late, and Avery had already wasted too much time in the game room today. She wanted to go somewhere new. Why not try the pool? She’d never been there before. There had been a murder there, but still, it could be fun. She made her way to her room quickly, digging her swimsuit out of her bag and heading to the pool. Once she got into the dressing room, she quickly changed, excited to check out the water. She did take a few moments to admire herself in a mirror though, deciding she’d probably show Keisuke ther bathing suit sometime soon. 

She made her way across the tiled floor, stepping up against the pool. Taking a seat, she slowly dipped her toe in, checking it’s temperature. She quickly removed it though, finding it a bit too cold for her tastes. She pouted. That was pretty unpleasant, but she’d just have to deal with it if she wanted her swim. She decided to dip herself in bit by bit, starting with her legs. She cringed a little as she first got in the water, but her legs started to feel nicer and nicer as time went on. She stared at her feet in the water as she wiggled her toes.

It was the middle of the night, Avery was in the kitchen, digging through the freezer, her entire upper body buried in the food as she burrowed through. She had grabbed a few containers of ice cream. She was feeling pretty snackish, even though it was well past midnight. She’d just left the game room for awhile, and was hoping for someone to talk to. 

That was a bit too much to ask this early in the morning, wasn’t it? 

She emerged from the freezer, setting down her ice cream, and pulling out a bowl. This sundae was gonna be great! She danced over to the cabinet, looking to see if there was any candy to use as a topping, whistling as she went. 

She was hoping this’d cheer her up to be honest. She’d been feeling pretty down lately, what with all the murder and all. Being around a bunch of kids who can die at any given moment does that to you. She wished there was some way to cheer everyone up... she’d think of something. For now, she just wanted to enjoy this snack, and not have to worry about everyone slowly dying. This week’s motive wasn’t even that bad! She knew someone would kill for it, but she wasn’t really all that worried about cracking herself.

Avery listened to the announcement with great fear, paying close attention to that naughty bear’s terrible words! While she appreciated the copious presence of bears in his speech, she didn’t much appreciate the very uncopious presence of food in her life! A girl’s gotta eat, doesn’t she? Why couldn’t they have just threatened to kill them all if they didn’t kill? That way they’d still have food. She groaned loudly. This was terrible. Avery always felt like shit when she was hungry, and she had admittedly been gorging herself from stuff in the kitchen. It appeared she’d have to go hungry for awhile... u-unless she killed, that is. No! She can’t think things like that. She wouldn’t kill, no sir. 

As she started to walk out, she noticed Keiko. She was always good at coming up with ideas, so maybe they could work together to think of something. Avery ran as quickly as she could  to meet up with her roommate, slowing down as she neared her. “Hey Keiko! What’s up?” She smiled at her. “I hope you aren’t letting this motive get you down! No rival of mine would let something as weak as this beat her!” She smirked for a moment, before looking at her again. “But what do you think of it? Do you think you’ll be okay?”

Takumi was slowly waking up, tangled underneath all his sheets and blankets. He began to pull his head out of the sheets and look around with his eyes half shut. Somehow, he ended up being half way on the floor at the foot of his bed. How did he end up this way? Whatever, it wasn't a big deal. Takumi got back up on his bed. he reached into his drawer and pulled out a schedule book. He flipped it open and looked through. "Seismology Lesson with Daichi at 9:00 a.m." was scheduled for today. Takumi placed it back in the drawer and rubbed his eyes. he looked over at the clock and his eyes shot wide open. IT WAS 9:05 AM! HE WAS LATE! Takumi jumped out of bed and quickly got his clothes on, grabbed his messenger bag, and ran out of the door.  Now, Takumi was suppose to meet Daichi in the courtyard 8 minutes ago. He hated being late. Takumi began running.

"IM LAAATTTEE!! IM LATE! IM LATE! IM LATE! IM LATE! MOVE BITCH! IM LATE!" Takumi screamed running down the hall. He ran by the cafeteria, into the kitchen, grabbed two muffins, and he ran back out.

Now 12 minutes late, Takumi made it to the courtyard. He looked around for Daichi and finally saw him sitting on a bench. oh thank god he hasn't left. He enjoyed spending time with Daichi and getting lessons from.

Bells rang as yet another day at Hope’s Peak came to a closing. Mika took her time getting out of her seat, delicately placing her books into her bag one by one rather than following behind her fellow classmates in shoving the books into their bags and rushing out of class. Mika and Nashimi planned a tutoring session after school in the library, so Mika took her time. Her heart had already been racing all afternoon long, so running rampant in the halls to hurry to the library would only subject her to more anxiety.

Mika thoroughly enjoyed being around Nashimi. They made her feel sweet and warm and happy. All of these emotions sprouted up not too long ago, so Mika hadn’t much time to consider what she was feeling. Now that she had the chance to talk with Nashimi virtually alone, maybe some answers would be found. Not to mention, Nashimi rarely went to class if they decided to at all. Mika felt inclined to assist them in academics since she found so much ease in studying.

With all of this in mind, Mika finally stood up from her desk, her bag on her back, and walked steadily from the class toward the library. Mika wondered what she’d start with. Maybe mathematics? Or English? No, no, no. The study material was up to Nashimi. They’re the one being tutored. Anxiety and tension were getting the best of her. Mika inhaled deeply, held in the air for a good five seconds and exhaled. The library doors were within sight, and seconds later within reach. Mika grabbed hold of the door handle and opened it, revealing a massive room. Bookshelves lined practically every wall. Tables were placed about the room, allowing for ease when reading. The librarian wasn’t at the front desk at the moment. She was most likely in her office or on a short break. Nonetheless, Mika scouted the room for Nashimi. For some odd reason, their location could not be ascertained.

(This is a closed starter for Keisuke.)

Avery sat on the wall by the entrance to Hope’s Peak Academy, her nose buried in her 3DS, swinging her legs back and forth as she waited. She was so pumped! She loved animals, and today she was going to get to go to the zoo! She hadn’t bought tickets yet, and she didn’t know where it was, but that was fine! She’d find it eventually. Especially with her trusty guide coming along!

Avery looked at her watch. It was 11:40! He was running late! They’d agreed to meet up at 11:30. Or was it noon, and had she woken herself up for nothing? She sighed, returning to her video game. She saw other kids keep on walking past, and usually looked up to greet them with a hearty “Good morning!” Might as well be friendly.

These last three days were insane. Mika rounded in so many varying emotions and attitudes from her grievances her original personality became absurdly equivocal. What was I like before all of this? Have I always been this mercurial? Is Hachimitsu Mika an annoying whiny brat? Mika pondered her prior composition while cradling in a ball in her bed. The softness of her mattress and the plush fabric making up her blanket reminded her of the warm sensation Nashimi had given her. Melancholic emotions eased from her eyes in the physical manifestation of tears. How Mika missed their warmth. Now all she had was the warmth taken in by the blanket and sheets from her own body.

The day drew on and on endlessly. Every time Mika looked at the time, nothing appeared to change. The clocks froze from her cold emotions, leaving Mika stopped in a single moment. The lack of scenery aided this strange sensation of timelessness. The clocks hands were the only movement in the room. Momo and Ryuu were once again vacant from the dorm, and most likely from the Inn Finity. What happy lives they lived. Together. Not separated by the reality of life and death. Shortly, Mika wished for them to be split between, for some catastrophic event to conjure itself and divide them as Nashimi and Mika had been. Or to the very least how Maverick and Viola were separated. Mika wondered if they met again in the afterlife. Maybe that was her destiny? To leave this world to seek her only love? Mika shook away these thoughts as she sat up in her bed.

The routine of lying down and moping was becoming sad within itself. Mika felt like complete shit, but maybe walking around the inn would cheer her up? To the very least, Mika wished to talk to someone. With that on her mind, Mika walked out of the room immediately. She was wearing some pajama pants and a t-shirt. Her hair was a mess as well, but at this point fashion and decorum were off Mika’s to-do list.

As Mika walked to the elevator to decide where to go, her stomach growled. This was the first time she left her room in the 24 hours, so hunger was expected. The cafeteria it is. Pressing the button to go up to the first door, Mika waited patiently. Before she noticed, the elevator dinged and the doors opened up. Mika instantly walked in the direction of the cafeteria. A ways off from the entrance sat Yukari, alone. Every time Mika entered the cafeteria, it was empty. Mika headed toward Yukari, not really announcing her arrival, save for her footsteps. She sat in front of Yukari and positioned her arm on the table to act as a support for her face. Mika’s face remained a blank, deserted expression.