rakuen | Round Six (Both Schools)

By Sunday, the fog has gotten worse, with students barely able to see out of their windows. As usual, there's a message on the screens scattered around campus, but it might catch out a few sleepy students with the fact that it isn't the usual summoning to the main hall.

"All students will report to the Battle Arena at noon for assembly."

Anyone lost, confused or just contrary is led there by one or more of the prefects. Once they arrive and are seated in the well-lit arena - strangely untouched by the fog - they will notice that there is a raised dais in the centre. All six staff members are stood there; Mayor Mallorough and the shopkeeper Recette in the middle, with Day and Santana of Conquest on one side and Nanami and Dolorosa of Fortitude on the other. Unlike other assemblies, the rest of the prefects have been asked to sit with the others.

Dunleavy, the seldom-seen Mayor of Rakuen, steps forward towards her microphone.
"Citizens of Rakuen, today is a very important occasion." Despite the words she sounds almost bored, her tone flat.

"First of all, I would like to welcome those who arrived yesterday to our city and congratulate all who fought in this week's round. We're a little pushed for time, so I won't read out your individual results. Secondly, you might have noticed the fantastic weather we've been having this weekend... It seems we are about to see a particularly special round." She glances at the arena's clock tower, as the hands strike the hour, and then at the screens. Dutifully, they switch on to display a view of the lake.

Just in time, too. As the screens focus, the waters of the lake ripple - once, twice - and then surge upwards and outwards as a massive prow breaches the surface. Fabric snaps in a sudden breeze, and the creak of old, sodden wood echoes artificially through the arena. The lake isn't particularly deep - as several seated in the rows could tell you - but somehow it is now home to a galleon of considerable size. The fog seems to be emanating from it, curling from the deck outwards onto the shore, and its sails and sheets move as though caught by the wind even as it remains perfectly still upon the water.

The ship evidently settled, Dunleavy speaks once more.

"Every now and again, Rakuen is graced by a fragment of another world, marking the beginning of a different type of battle. Those whose names are read out have been chosen to take part in a quest. They will enter the ship, and explore its depths in search of battle and treasures. It will be dangerous, but I believe you are all capable." She still sounds detached and bored; it'ss difficult to tell if she's being sincere or not.

"If your name is called, please come and collect an extension for your glove here at the front. This allows you and two chosen Weapons to enter the ship. They are easy to use, speak the name of your Weapons and will yourself into the ship. Your Weapons will be brought with you, no matter where they are." She gestures to the two head prefects, who collect a set of boxes and move to the front of the stage.

"The device only allows you to take two Weapons into the ship at once, but you may enter and exit as many times as you wish during the week. Now, your ultimate goal is to reach the bottom and defeat the creature you find there, but there are other rewards to be found. Recette will now speak to you about collecting treasure during your quest."

She hands the microphone over to the young girl, who clasps it in front of her face with both hands.

"Um, yes! Because this is a dungeon, it's gonna be full of treasure... So if you find anything cool, you can bring it out with you! Sometimes monsters will leave behind items when you've killed them, too, and there are lots of items stashed away by pirates--" she pauses, "Eheh, I think so, anyway. It looks like a pirate ship. That's what pirates do, right? But even if it's not something you can use, I'll buy it off you or trade it for something you want, so if you take a bag, or ask your Weapons to carry things for you... Um, what was I gonna say... Please make sure to look everywhere!

"An' also, if you're having trouble finding Weapons, or you don't think you're strong enough, I'll sponsor you with equipment if you give me a share of your treasure at the end! If that's okay... So let's work together this week."

She bows, fumbles the microphone about three times, and eventually manages to hand it back to the Mayor. Once she's got it back, Dunleavy smiles at the audience.

"If you have any questions, do not hesitate to come and talk to me, or your headmistresses and head prefects. You will still receive raks for fighting inside the ship, and if you reach the bottom and defeat the creature there, you will have won the round.

Good luck, everybody."

With that the feed of the ship disappears from the screen and the list of Players replaces it. Dunleavy reads the names out loud.

Conquest

Indonesia
Prussia
Sis Strider
John Egbert [ou]
Cornelia li Britannia
Aradia Megido
Feferi Peixes
Aisha Clanclan
Sherlock Holmes
Rose Lalonde
Davesprite

Fortitude

Firifale
Belarus
Dahlia Hawthorne
Yuri Lowell
Sora Himoto
Reimi Hanamori
Sakuya Izayoi
Spain
Dave Strider
Daenerys Targaryen
Lelouch vi Britannia

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Yuki gasps when the names are read, too many of her friends were called and she knew that they would all want to go into the ship. Right then and there she decided she would go in as well and try her hardest to be helpful to whoever her Player is. There are a few Players who prefer swords, so if anything her weapon could be helpful. Besides, if there are any puzzles, she could help in that as well]

[There's a surprisingly gentle hand on her shoulder. She looked kind of tense so he hopes it helps.

His expression is unreadable as ever, although the sharp ~~anime~~ shades don't quite cover his face like his aviators did. The scratches on his face have long since scabbed over and were slowly healing.

He gave her a thumbs up. Things were going to be chill as fuck, no worries.]

[She tenses up a bit more with sudden hand on her shoulder, there's something about being unexpectedly touched that makes her nervous no matter what, but she relaxes a bit when she sees it's only Dave]

[To not worry him she puts on a smile, but it may look as fake as it is.]

You're already hurt and the round hasn't started, be careful this round.

[He flicks her forehead lightly. A friendly gesture despite it being a flick.]

thats because i cant be tamed
and apparently not everyone likes being sassed
but thats besides the point
things will be cool
and even then
you can help your player out by being badass or something

[He's pretty sure not everyone is used to dungeons though. He kind of just went with it since it was like SBURB, except not as scary. Maybe.]

[she smiles at him, even with the flick]

Who did you sass that felt the need to beat you up afterwards. It must have been pretty sassy of you.

idk
some blonde who i ran into at the train station
i guess not everyone has the patience of a saint
believe it or not

[Dave...never got her name. Whoops.]

Maybe you should lay low for a while, try not to get into trouble.

cant be tamed
idk
its not like i thought shed go and do that
ok seriously
touching my shit should have never been ok
to anyone
its like universal law not to touch someones shit
without asking