Meet and Greet [Intro #2]

[utopiamods]

You are brought to your campus and shown to your dorm rooms before you are given permission to wander the campus and the town. Meaning Fortitude students can mingle with Conquest students, they can go visit the shop (shop post will be up later today), or speak to the headmistresses and mayor. Each student now has the Exaclan manuals, a uniform, a school bag with either a shield or a sword on it, and the glove used to pull weapons.

But make sure to come to the battle area later to see the exhibition match! 

Take advantage of the free day, the freedom won't last long. Sooner rather than the later the round will start, Players will be named, Weapons will lose their privileges, and the battles will begin. So you might as well go out and make friend or start rivalries, anything to help you along later in the round.

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[drawsdeath]

"Charming," she snarked to herself, but she didn't move to bother him any further. Apparently he was an asshole, and that meant he wasn't worth her time.

[veepofchess]

So she was going to be like that? He snapped on his mild-mannered-student mask so fast you could have heard it crack. "Ah! I apologize. I was wrapped up in reading, I didn't see you there!" He put on a light smile. It was a very good, very well-practiced mask.

[drawsdeath]

Becca smiled when he responded, a bit smug that she'd managed to snap him out of it. She might even forgive him for being rude, depending on how their conversation went. A simple apology wasn't enough to sway her, but it was points in his favour.

"Busy reading? Who even reads the student handbook at a school?"

[veepofchess]

"Yes, I'm sorry." He dog-eared the page and tucked it safely back into his bag. "It's pretty clear this isn't your average school. And our prefect isn't particularly talkative."

[drawsdeath]

"The headmistress is fine," she countered. "She's pretty nice, and she's pretty, too." Becca sighed forlornly. She wanted to draw her, and Feferi as well, but she got a splitting headache every time she touched her pencil to the page with the intention of drawing.

[veepofchess]

"Ah, I don't believe I've had the pleasure of her company. I'll have to make a point of meeting her in the future." Her name was Dolorosa, the book had said. And if he'd cared about things like that, he might agree with Becca's assessments of her. But he was still wrapping his head around those horns. He'd seen a couple other people with a similar style if not for the different shapes.

"I'm Lelouch, by the way."

[drawsdeath]

"Nice to meet you. I'm Becca," she offered. "So we're in the same school... I think it's stupid to have two different schools," she huffed. "What about you? Don't you think it makes no sense?"

[veepofchess]

He shrugged. "If it's competition they want, that's the best way to get it. Though I'm not sure how ready I am for all of this fighting we're supposed to have. I've never been in any fencing classes or anything."

[drawsdeath]

"I'm no good at it at all. And..." Becca shuffled her toes awkwardly. "I have fainting spells... I don't think I'll be good at this at all."

[veepofchess]

"I was reading about people getting 'upgrades' to make the battles go differently. Maybe we'll find one that'll make it easier for us." He patted his bag to indicate he was referencing that manual he'd been reading.

[drawsdeath]

"Upgrades, huh? I guess we buy those along with our memories," she mused. "I heard about those from the prefect...it's a pain in the ass. I keep getting splitting headaches."

[veepofchess]

He nodded. "Yes, I've had some quite confusing conversations with some friends of mine since we've got off of the train."

[drawsdeath]

"Oh?" she asked curiously. Was he one of the people involved in that fight she'd seen?

[veepofchess]

"I met a couple of classmates once we got off of the train. You don't know anyone else here, as far as you ca remember?" Because that was the key, really.

[drawsdeath]

"No," she admitted, shaking her head. "There's nobody here from back home for me."

[veepofchess]

"That's unfortunate. I suppose you're not the only one alone, either." There was sympathy in his voice, but it was false.

[drawsdeath]

"I don't mind, it's not like I have many friends back home. I just miss my brother," she explained. "And they took my memories of him... I can't remember his face at all, or his name."

[veepofchess]

His mind ran over Nunnally at the mention. No problem like that for him, but there was a twinge of cloudiness. There was something missing there. His fist clenched unconsciously. She was gone, and they would even take his memories of her....

"I'm sorry they did that to you. I hope you get them back soon."

[drawsdeath]

"Thanks," she sighed, closing her eyes and trying to accept it. It made her want to scream, want to cry, want to do anything at all about the unfairness of it all. "Have you figured out what your lost memories are?"

[veepofchess]

"Some of them," he replied. "Fortunately there's nothing inconvenient. Earlier I saw one of the teachers walking around without shoes." He would probably finally go mad if he had anything like forgetting how to dress himself.

[drawsdeath]

She had to giggle at that. "Oh man, that would suck. Especially with all this snow," she admitted, looking around at it as if her gaze would melt the ice and make it warm up.

[veepofchess]

"Yes, it would." He got bored of this conversation a long time ago. This woman didn't seem particularly useful for the time being, so it was time to get out without burning any bridges.

He idly checked the time on his PDA unit. "Sorry, excuse me. I'm late to meet up with my classmates again. Until later?"

[drawsdeath]

"Yeah, I'll see you around, I guess," she offered, smiling gently.