Open to [Pale 1-B] or anyone passing by their room.

[queenscheckmate]

[You can either talk to or ignore the girl sitting in the corner of the bed on the far end of the room. After recomposing herself, she avoided all eye contact with any people she knew to be dead and approached the front desk. Of course she didn't like the idea of being taken against her will to participate in some stupid battle game. She swore off fighting, never used a Knightmare Frame again, kept her Guren key around her neck. But for right now, she needed some place private in order to clear her head. An assigned room was good enough for her right now.]

[Her arms wrapped around her knees and her body drawn into itself, Kallen rested her head against the wall. This wasn't reality. This had to be some sort of dream.]

[But why wasn't she waking up.]

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[trollofthree]

[there's the sound of a key turning in the lock, and then possibly the last person she wants to see at this precise moment is leaning in.]

Yo, anyone in--

[whoops, look who it is. He saw her run out earlier, and hadn't gotten a chance to talk to her after that. Not that he saw that conversation going in any real direction other than her fist towards his face, but everyone avoiding him is getting a little old. Instead of going over to her, he just closes the door behind him and heads towards the bathroom with his uniform bag.]

[queenscheckmate]

[She simply ignores him, doesn't look away from that interesting spot on the ceiling. And no Gino, don't ask if she's been crying cause she'll deny it.]

[trollofthree]

[a few minutes later, he comes back, his Knights uniform and cloak folded over one arm; obviously they wouldn't fit into the bag. To everyone's relief, he went for the trousers, and now looks somehow far less threatening in short shirt-sleeves and a blazer. That's probably a good thing, overall, but he'll miss the intimidation factor the uniform adds. Just a little.]

[anyway, he picks out a bed - reasonably far from Kallen's, for propriety's sake - and drops his armful of clothing onto the covers. Apparently one of them checked about roommates whilst collecting their keys.]

You want to talk about it?

[queenscheckmate]

What are you even doing in here? This is my room. [She was too dazed out to remember where she actually was. But she still doesn't look at him]

[trollofthree]

[he holds up his set of keys, and jangles them loudly.]

You thought you got five beds?

[queenscheckmate]

Why would they let a male into the female rooms?

[trollofthree]

According to our friendly receptionist, we're all being mixed up. [well, at least she's talking to him. That's a start.] Or maybe we haven't worked out what they're sorting us by, huh?

[queenscheckmate]

[He doesn't get an answer to that.]

[trollofthree]

[siiigh. He drops down onto his bed, and leans forward until his forearms are resting across his knees. If he was doing this properly, he would be leaving to find Kevin so they could start some brief training. But a silent Kallen was an unnerving Kallen, so instead he talks to the floor.]

I'm going to take part in their game. I'm not saying this 'cause I want you to join me - we're enemies, right? Not happening. But I want my memories back, so I can guess you want yours just as badly. [he lifts one arm, and splays out the fingers and thumb of that hand]

There are five Players right now. One's me. [his thumb curls into his palm, and he shrugs with a faint smile.] That leaves four others. If you want to get your memories back, Kallen, you should go and find one of them.

[queenscheckmate]

There's nothing wrong with my memories. I remember what happened... those events I can't just... forget. [A small pause of silence settles in.] And even there were something wrong with my memories, I can't claim my own.

I refuse to be some pawn... or weapon cause they want me to. You can play their stupid game, I don't want any part of it. I want to go back home. I want to go back home to my mother. I want to go back to Ashford Academy where I was finally going to live a normal life.

[Another pause.]

We're... not enemies Gino. We were.

[imperceptible]

[Kevin hates sitting on his ass doing nothing, so he's come looking for Gino to see if they can start working out this weapon and player thing. Hell if he's going to read that thick, heavy book alone.

So this is why he's standing outside Pale 1-B, book in hand and knocking on the room's door to see if his player's in.]

[queenscheckmate]

[As he knocking, considering Gino and Kallen had the best awesome fight EVER, Kallen's walking out the door and past Kevin. Sorry, she's really pissed off and upset about the whole situation, so she ignores the blond.]

[imperceptible]

[His icon expression says it all, Kallen. He has no idea why a busty woman just went speeding past him and, frankly, he doesn't all that much care. It doesn't take a genius to see that she's irritated as hell and that he doesn't want to get mixed up in that mess.

So he'll just take a step back and watch you go off with a raised eyebrow.]

... must be a girl thing.

[trollofthree]

[the door's now open enough that you can see inside, to where Gino is still talking to Dave. Apparently the knock was lost in whatever kerfuffle caused Kallen to storm out.]

[Don't worry, Gino'll spot you if you do something silly like move.]

[imperceptible]

[Well since he doesn't plan to stand there forever, move is exactly what Kevin does. He'll turn back towards the door, ignoring Kallen for now because women doesn't exactly hold any interest for him. Unless they play tennis, anyways.

Peering inside the door, he spots Gino chatting it up with someone else and sighs, walking in. He wasn't exactly invited but, hell, he's not going to stand outside like a weirdo.]

[princesspowerful]

[walks in looking all amazed because oh my good an actual room and not a hide out with no real beds]

[queenscheckmate]

{We'll say at this takes places after Kallen cools down and decides to come back to her room.}


[Kallen peers her head inside of the room, making sure Gino and the other kid wasn't in the room. Of course, she felt bad (not really) about storming out like that. But if the missing memories parts thing was true, then she didn't have a good reason to have gotten upset with the male. In a way, she felt insulted that he didn't remember those important things. And on top of that, to say that her memories were missing of what happened? No, those images were burned into her brain.]

[But thankfully, he's not in the room but... some young girl is.]

You all right?

[princesspowerful]

{sounds good to me}

[Molly turns to Kallen with a huge grin on her face]

I GET A BED!!

[queenscheckmate]

[Kallen takes a step back at Molly's over excitement about a bed.]

Why... wouldn't you get a bed?

[princesspowerful]

[Molly hopped around the room]

Hide outs don't have beds, duh.

[queenscheckmate]

...

I don't mean to be rude, but aren't you a little young to be in this dorm?

[princesspowerful]

[huff]

Nuh uh! I'm almost thirteen!

[queenscheckmate]

...

That's not what I mean. I'm saying that older students are usually separated from the younger ones. [Or so Kallen thinks.]

[princesspowerful]

[Molly flops on the bed and looks at Kallen upside down]

This is where the lady told me to go.

[queenscheckmate]

Here? You're sure?