un: werther

[imitationsoul]

This school boasts about forming a last bastion against Nightfall, but all I truly hear are tales of student-on-student violence and poor prevention measures for such incidents. I was brought here under the pretenses of 'channeling my talents more productively', but I can't help wondering if this isn't just a quarantine zone for those who are deemed potentially troublesome. Let them cause trouble for each other, rather than for those in power.

Not that I mind. I've never once considered using my talents 'productively'. That is just synonymous with 'for other people'. I hold no interest in becoming a tool for anyone.

in person option

[ Miach's been going to this school since the start of the semester, and she's spoken to exactly nobody since. She's just... around. A silent new presence on campus, always with a book in hand, never greeting anybody. If that's the kind of person you'd approach, you can find her anywhere, but most commonly in the library.

Note for faculty: Miach got transferred away from her last school for summoning a demon and getting students injured. Faculty would likely be informed of this ahead of time. ]

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[imitationsoul]

[ Miach can't help but feel like she's been lead into a trap and that's both irritating and novel. Huh. Her life had turned itself on its head once before, and it seems Daybreak might do it a second time. ]

Aube, Room 305. You can come by, Nana Daiba.

[ And with that Miach's grabbed her book and is walking (maybe dashing) off, because ending the conversation on her own terms is the least she can do to alleviate the weird tension here.

Also she may have to google some video game stuff now. ]

[playitagain]

I'll do that soon! Ah, see you later?

[Oh--oh, she's off. Nana watches her walk away, blinking a couple of times. A little weird, how fast she disengaged.

But... this was fun. Nana watches her go, finger curling around one of the locks of hair not bound up in her twintails, and wonders.]