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[Video- Friday Morning] {Exaclan Warning Mini-Event}

[At 8AM on Friday there is a very unhappy looking Cirno showing up on the video feed. She did not want to do this but she had no other choice. It looks like she mumbles something but it's hard to see before she straightens up and stares into the camera, Her voice as authoritative as she could make it.]

Somebody in Rakuen has fallen below zero raks. The penalty will now commence.

[The first victim is Jade Harley (AU). From there, once every hour a different person will be selected for a five-minute warning penalty until Jadesprite has zero or more raks. In order, the following victims include 9AM: Golbez, 10AM David Strider, 11AM Stellaluna, 12NOON: Dave Strider AU, 1PM Dirk Strider, 2PM Jane Crocker

As each victim is affected, they will appear on the Exaclan viewing screens and on computers connected to the network. Feel free to thread that out here, or in a new post if you would prefer.

There is no IC indication of who the culprit is unless she confesses to it herself.]

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[ Golbez has just started Astronomy class at Conquest, handing out some fact sheets about binary star systems, when he is hit suddenly. He goes down as he's walking the aisles and his handful of papers goes flying. ]

Edited 2012-06-09 03:23 (UTC)

[ YOU KNOW WHAT SHE'S REALLY QUITE TIRED OF PEOPLE FALLING OVER SCREAMING IN CLASS class has just started too, but with a whimper she falls out of her seat, onto the ground.

Fuck, fuck fuck-- ]

[It's happening again? Really? And why Jade of all people?

Dave has already gotten out of his seat to pull Jade into his arms. He can't say anything comforting to her, so he just sits there, rubbing small circles on her arm and keeping her close to him.]

[There's a loud clatter as Dave's tray skids across the floor of the cafeteria. He's already down to his knees, his arms covering his head as he presses his forehead against the cool surface of the ground.

Shit, shit. Why, again? He flexes the fingers in his hands, balling them into fists before flexing them again. He was trying to do something to distract himself from the pain surging through his head, but it wasn't really working. A few minutes. It won't be long.

Just a few minutes.]

[ Oh god dammit. Jade is going to murder whoever's responsible for this. She's already running over to him, dropping to her knees and wrapping her arms around him. ]

It's okay.

[ She scrunches into a ball, long fingernails digging inadvertently into the palms of her hands. Anything to keep her mind of off the pounding pain in her head. Why does this happen so much? Why are these people so mean?

She hasn't even noticed Dave is there. ]

M-make it stop...

[ It's probably Dirk's fault for weighing the probability wrong.

Even if he was targeted again, what are the odds it would be at the exact same time of day he was hit last time?

Pretty high, it seems. He'll just be over there in the Fortitude gym's pool, thrashing and flailing underwater. ]

[The levels of stupid is basically off the charts. It's out of orbit.

Your hero is an idiot fourteen year old who just ran as quickly as he could and jumped into the pool, clothes and everything. Not only is this the most ridiculous image, it is pretty sad because Dave can't swim that well. He's mastered, maybe at best, the doggy paddle. But he's really good at sinking. Super good at it. He's not as scared to jump into the water though, even if he's all kinds of panicking right now.

But he grabs your arm and pulls you close. If there's one thing he's learned, you can still hit the surface if you push off hard enough from the bottom of the pool. So he does this.

He pushes off at an angel so when they resurface again, he can grab hold of the edge of the pool. He's not even sure which grip is tighter, the one on Dirk's arm or the one on the ledge.

Hello, my name is Dave, and I am a complete moron.]

[Jane was walking across a Fortitude kitchen, empty baking pan in her hand when the penalty hit. Holy moley, this certainly wasn't what Jane was expecting to happen today.

The pan hit the floor with a clatter, Jane going down right along with it. Oh, she's never had one of these- so that might be a scream.]

Someone make it stop, make it stop, please make it go away...

[ Dirk is all sorts of panicking. He'd tried to gasp for breath underwater and the water rushing into his lungs had only made it worse. So he's pretty disoriented and close to passing out when Dave grabs him -- Did someone grab him? Is he hallucinating? -- and then his head is above the water and he's coughing up water and sputtering and scrambling to pull himself out.

Your name is DIRK STRIDER and you are EXTREMELY COOL ALL OF THE TIME WITHOUT EXCEPTION. ]

[He presses a small kiss into her hair, still cradling her. He glanced at the clock. It should be over soon. At least he really hoped so. He never really paid attention to how long these things lasted, but it couldn't be more than a few minutes.

His hands move to clasp both of Jade's hands. He didn't care if she tried digging her nails into his hands. He just wanted her to stop digging her nails into her palms.]

[He buries his face against her. Warmth and comforting. He can do this. It won't be long. It's at least a little relieving, even if it wasn't enough to keep his mind off the immense pain. But it was something. And that's all he needed.]

[Dave kind of just...stuck to the edge. His brain was catching up to the sheer stupidity of his actions.

It's kind of got him glued to the spot. Dirk could have died. And he could have died too. And...the memory of Bro dying just kind of hit him full on again. If Dirk was some alternate version of Bro.

Ok no. Stop. Stop thinking. It's not like Dirk is dead. You don't know this Bro fella. Even if they seem a lot like Sis. Or whatever. Gosh the edge of the pool is so awesome right now.]

[ She winces one more time, fingernails digging into the back of Dave's hands, hard. But finally she relaxes, uncurling slightly. She shudders, opening her eyes and smiling a little. ]

I'm sorry. I should stop falling over in the middle of class.

[ He pulls himself up and practically coughs his lungs up, which is a good thing because they are kind of full of water. This time he's not even being cool about it, he's just moaning in pain and clutching at his head and he wants it to stop fuck why is it happening again. He doesn't even notice Dave right now, honestly. ]

[David is erasing part of the "lesson" from the board when he's hit. He crumples to the floor, knocking an eraser off the ledge below the board; the one in his hand hits the floor by his face. A cloud of chalk dust rises around him and he starts coughing, flinching as each cough makes the headache worsen.]

[ She murmurs nonsense to him as she hugs him. Shhhhh. It's okay. After a few minutes, she speaks again. ]

Are you alright now?

[Pip had been carried between classes and was now sitting on a desk. She didn't really understand what was going on, but it was still interesting! Except when it was really confusing, that was boring.

Suddenly pain happened, and she flopped over and screamed.]

Edited 2012-06-09 05:24 (UTC)

[ She is getting out of her seat and running to the front of the class, placing a hand on his back as the other one carefully picks the erasers up and sets them aside, bad part up so they won't cause any more dust. ]

Dave, are you okay?

Pip?

Oh, crap. [ Lemina is sitting next to her, and she reaches over to pick up the little bat. ~~Accidentally went all week as a discard oops~~ ]

[It hurts it hurtsithurtsithurts. Pip curls into a ball of bat and screams and screams until her throat hurts too much to scream any more, broken only when her tiny lungs run out of air. ~~Wow gj Stella would have vowed with Lemina.~~]

[ Oh noooo. She just holds the little bat close to her chest until it's over. She can remember the headache she had to endure her first week here, and is now much more capable of empathizing with others. So she'll do what she can to help. ]

[BALLS TO THAT. The moment Jake saw the announcement, he'd been watching the network like a hawk for who was getting hit. Augh this was awful why was it happening again.

OH HELL NO THAT WAS JANE. Jake took off like a rocket. At least he wasn't all that far from where it looked like she was. When he finds her he doesn't even recollect her anti-hugging thing. He just pulls her into his arms.]

[He doesn't mind when she digs her nails into his hands. It hurt, but not too much. It was well worth it anyways.

He shakes his head lightly. He can't respond very well, their fingers still intertwined. He wanted her to know that he didn't mind though. It wasn't her fault after all.]

[He nods slightly. Other than feeling like his brain just got made into scrambled eggs...

Well, it could have been worst, right?]

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