Classroom Hallways [ Open ]

[queenscheckmate]

Characters: Kallen
Format: Prose or action. Whichever you feel comfortable with.
This log is: OPEN
Location: Friday afternoon during classes.
Warnings: N/A

Kallen wasn't exactly excited (as usual) to be here. Held hostage against her will...again. She stood in one of the hallways during lunch without much to do. The people in the classroom were too noisy and she just needed the banter to be reduced in order to think for the rest of the break. Between her fingers she slid a memory some start to finish and then back again. Kallen had three, but it dwindled down to one. She knew no one in her dorm in their right mind would steal from her (especially the guys since her an Gino's argument; not to mention she had been spending less and less time there). So considering the whole 'system' so to speak, Kallen had a good idea that they were taken away, not stolen.

"Guess this is your way of trying to make me fight."

Something didn't feel right in all of this. Why make everyone fight in order to get memories back? And on top of that, she still didn't feel like she was forgetting anything. Not until this morning.



{Feel free to notice that the top of Kallen's uniform looks wrong or off. Spoiler: she doesn't remember how to wear a bra, so yeah, she didn't wear one at all was too frustrated after fighting with it.}

Comments

[pinwheeling]

[Yuffie's a ninja on a mission. She's been searching high and low for her brother ever since her arrival, and petty things like sleep or classes aren't gonna stop her.

On her second sweep of this particular corridor, some chick standing around by herself catches her attention. As much as Yuffie'd love to succeed all by herself, surely it couldn't hurt to ask around a little... Maybe this person's been around a lot longer than she has, after all.]

Uhhm— hey! You, with the hair and the weird-looking boobs! I'm looking for somebody; can you help me?

[queenscheckmate]

I'm sorry? [She has a name, use it. If not, don't call her out of her name.]

[pinwheeling]

I said, can you help me find somebody? Er.

[She scratches the back of her neck, looking, just for a moment, awkward.]

… Please?

[queenscheckmate]

And why exactly should I help you?

[pinwheeling]

Sheesh, rude! Haven't you ever heard of doing a good deed for a stranger in need?

[queenscheckmate]

[She crosses her arms over her chest]

Yes, but people who are rude first, I can't say I do favors for.

[pinwheeling]

I wasn't being rude; I was being descriptive.

[Yuffie rocks back on her heels, hands planted against her hips.]

[queenscheckmate]

There is nothing with them. Now what did you want?

[pinwheeling]

I'm lookin' for my little brother. That reckless magician wouldn't last five minutes without me, you know. He'd flip the wrong girl's skirt, and then wham, BAM!

[isur2ndprincess]

[may be a bit blush-y] Excuse me, Kallen? [they've never met before but yes, Yuki knows her name] I think you've forgotten something.

[queenscheckmate]

Huh? [She looks at the other girl.] How do you know my name? I'm sure we haven't me-- are you all right? [Why is your face red?]

[isur2ndprincess]

Oh, sorry, I know everyone's name. [aaah that probably seems creepy]

[still a bit red] I think you forgot something while dressing.

[queenscheckmate]

[Arms crossed over her chest. She's not approving of the 'you know her and she doesn't know you' bit.]

I didn't forget anything.

[isur2ndprincess]

[maybe she doesn't wear bras! Or where she's from doesn't have them!]

[but aaahh it's kind of distracting]

I'm Yuki? [yes. that was a question.]

[queenscheckmate]

Are you trying to lie to me or is that your name?

[isur2ndprincess]

That's my name! Yuki Yagizawa!

[queenscheckmate]

[Welp, since you know Kallen, there's no point in introducing herself. SO moving on.]

It's nice to meet you, I guess.

[snakesonaprincess]

[For better or worse, Tsuki was the type to stick away from crowds herself. She preferred quiet solitude when possible, but for now just the relative silence of the hallways would do. As she encountered Kallen in the hallway, she might have simply dismissed her entirely and walked right on by.

But something caught her eye as she noticed her uniform. She let out a small sigh. Well, she wouldn't judge other people's habits, she supposed. But the comment she made managed to catch her interest all the same.]

What do you mean by that?

[queenscheckmate]

I don't want to fight. [Kallen looks up at the girl from her downward gaze.] I had enough of it in my home world, I'm not doing it now.

[snakesonaprincess]

Understandable. But we hardly have a choice in this situation. Or do you plan to just stubbornly refuse despite the consequences?

[queenscheckmate]

What consequences? That my 'memories' will go unattained? I may be the only person here who feels like they haven't forgotten anything. So what's the point?

And there is a choice. Whether you choose to obtain it with your own hands is your own issue.

[snakesonaprincess]

Maybe you have a point. The consequences for refusing to fight here aren't as harsh as they are back home. But you've been brought here for the purpose of fighting... if you choose not to, there's no telling what may happen.

Of course, as you say, it's still a perfectly valid way of going about things. Perhaps whatever happens to you might shed light on things for the rest of us.

[queenscheckmate]

[Kallen's quick to catch that.] Wait, you mean this place... is like your 'home'?

When you fight for so long and everything has ended, you want to go back to a normal life.

[snakesonaprincess]

The school I originally came from is much like this one. It has the same Exaclan system; even the same name. But the purpose of the game is different.

I can understand that. But refusing to fight for such a reason is silly. This is hardly the place to be looking for a "normal" life... whatever that is.

[queenscheckmate]

What's the purpose of the game back in your world?

Believe me, if you knew, it wouldn't be a silly reason. I just wanted to attend high school normally. Does that sound out of the ordinary for you?