#magicascomparsa

Søren stared at the smoking remains of where just now the girl had stood. Only burning pieces of wood and debris were left now. He didn't want to think about what happened to the girl's body...

He shook his head and clutched at his dress. He swallowed as he breathed in deeply and letting the air out again slowly, looking at the floor. He was just gonna have to accept it. Another one dead. This place made it seem so normal. Maybe he would have to 'get used to it'.

Søren's hands clenched his dress tighter, before letting go completely and turning around. If he had to to survive in this place, then so be it.

Walking out of the gymnasium, the sound of his heels clicking against the floor echoed in his ears. Once he was already halfway down the hall, he stopped, thinking about what he was going to do now.

After the trial, Unmei seemed.. completely unphased. When they arrived back in the elevator and arrived back into the first floor of the school, she hadn't said anything to anyone else and locked herself in her room. Potentially being a primary suspect was hard work! Though it didn't seem like that would happen anymore, to her at least.

A couple days had passed since then, and Unmei had been out and about as usual, sitting in the cafeteria slumped over at a table, thinking to herself. In a moment of brilliant decision making, she stoop up with the force of gravity and stormed her way to Shinobu's room, knocking on the door furiously.

As soon as he'd shown the others what he'd meant to show, he backed away from the door quietly, turning to trek down the hallway, hands shoved into his pockets, his head ducked. His expression was carefully blank. Somehow, his memory still worked for him, and he didn't have to take out his maps to remember the way to the cafeteria. It should be pretty empty right now and, as he pushed his way into the area, he discovered that it was. 

Picking out the nearest table, he slid himself into a seat, shoulders slumped. For a long minute he stared at the opposite wall before finally he hunched over further, crossing his arms on the table and laying his cheek against it, closing his eyes. 

He let out a shuddering breath. 

Unmei was sprawled out on her bed, rethinking the motive. Of course, she wouldn't kill over it. That was stupid. Why make her kill when someone else would anyways? Yes, even she knew that someone would kill over such a threatening motive, and would take a lot of work off her hands. Not that she wasn't capable of killing, but she really didn't feel like getting executed anytime soon.

She didn't doubt the minds of her classmates for a second.

Figuring that laying around doing nothing wasn't doing anyone any justice, she swung her legs off her bed, and threw her boots on. Time for.. an adventure.

That's what this day had been, Søren supposed. 'Eventful'. Being told he was to kill someone or he would lose a limb and still be stuck in this godawful school. Then almost actually getting killed (slight exaggeration) afterwards by flying chunks of metal.

Yup. Quite eventful.

Too bad for him he wasn't well at handling these kinds of situations. Too much commotion, too many people....Oh and he could be killed or lose an arm, that too.

Søren sighed as he put his hand over his forehead. His headache was still there....Maybe it'd be a good idea to get the wig off and lie down for a little.

Pacca had just almost torn apart the gym and, to add to his day of fuck-ups, had just almost beaten someone to death with sharp metal objects. Oh, yes, and he had been told to kill someone or he'd loose a limb. 

This was not a good day for him.

Guilt ridden by his previous actions of the day, Pacca wandered the halls. Hunched over and playing with a small piece of metal from a doorknob that no one was going to miss all that much, he would put it back eventually anyways, he was mumbling quietly to himself about how dumb he was and how he just pinged himself to be the obvious suspect to any damage done to, well, anyone, when he looked up to see the gym door.

Elliot honestly could not remember which way to the gym- or wait, he hadn't ever been to the gym before, so of course he couldn't know the way- so he simply followed the crowd of other students in hopes they knew what they were doing. 

When they arrived and the bear appeared, Elliot only blinked. "It's kind of cute," he murmured under his breath to himself, inching a little closer. He wondered if the bear was soft like a teddy bear, cause that's what it looked like.