On the platform: New characters and old ones that want to come and meet them!

[utopiamods]

As you all crowd onto the platform with your new and still bizarre mix of faces, expressions, clothing and wild theories, you are met by a girl and three boys, one of whom is a troll. All four are in uniforms that would match if not for the colour differences - skirts and trousers, waistcoats, and light summer shirts that seem totally inappropriate for the thin layer of melting slush coating the station platform. Each has a beret with a crest - one girl's shows a sword, the other three have a shield.

At the first lull in the chatter, the girl speaks up, cutting through your conversations rudely.

"Hey morons,"

She explains, sounding annoyed, that the four of them are prefects, representing the two schools in Rakuen. Santana of Conquest, pointing to herself, and Yuri, Lelouch and Gamzee of Fortitude.

"When your name gets called go to the person who called it. Actually, fuck it. You're all in Fortitude, screw name calling. I'm leaving."

She walks off leaving the three boys on their own. The one introduced as Yuri speaks first.

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Fortitude (the best place to be~)

[mrdickery]

[As Santana marches off, Yuri glances at her go by with an eyebrow raised. Less in surprise and more in mild exasperation, making it quite clear that that kind of behavior is completely normal from her.

Buuuut enough of that! He has names to call out and new students to greet! And gosh he is so excited, you can tell by the look on his face he is absolutely raring to go. ... except not really. (Why is he the one doing this again?]

Okay, the names I call out are the ones who dodged that bullet.

Sadaharu Inui... eeh, Haru's easier to say. Spain- wait, again? [Have a perplexed look, even as he keeps going.] Tavros Nitram, guess you can be Tav, and Nanashi. Think I like Nana better.

So... yeah, that about wraps that up. [And he lowers the list.]

[honkhonkwoof]

Gamzee smiles slowly around at all the newbies, not minding Santana. He gives Tavros an especially wide grin, which might look welcoming to the other troll but probably looks creepy to everyone else.

"Yo. All you motherfuckers can get your ask on if you have any questions we can be answerin'." His eyes stay on Tavros as he speaks. Wow, this isn't creepy at all, is it?

[nonsuspiciousperson]

Another grey skinned creature, interesting. He raises an eyebrow at the nickname, but steps forward.

"Why have we been brought here?" It was, perhaps the most obvious question. The second one was where was Kotarou, but if this situation turned out to be hostile it was perhaps the kid wasn't here.

[mrdickery]

"Your guess is as good as mine." Yuri replied with a shoulder roll, quietly dodging the question. Oh he had a guess or two, but nothing solid yet. He had a feeling that if he wanted to get some real information, he'd have to find out what was inside those towers, or get one of the previous 6 to talk. At the moment? Neither option was looking too plausible.

[nonsuspiciousperson]

Nanashi frowned but nodded, he didn't know, or didn't wish to say. "I am a little old for school." So was the man he was talking to actually. Nanashi had actually never went to school, at least if he did he couldn't remember it... A sharp pain in his head made him blink.

[mrdickery]

"Well according to this, looks like you aren't." Yuri remarked wryly, gesturing dully with the list still held in his hand. "But on the bright side, at least it'll give you something to do with all your free time."

That last statement, it should be noted, was made with gratuitous amounts of sarcasm and accented by another casual gesture of his hand.

[nonsuspiciousperson]

Right. Free time. Looking at the positives so far here seemed better than where he had just came from. Speaking of which. "Is there a Kotarou on your list?" He still wasn't sure if it would be best if the kid was here with him or still in Tokyo alone, but it was best to be sure.

[mrdickery]

Kota? At the mention of his name, something came over Yuri's eyes, a faint note of seriousness even as his posture and expression remained relaxed and seemingly bored.

"Is he a friend of yours?" He asked casually, not so much as seeking to hide the fact that Kotarou was here as much as discern whether or not Nanashi was going to be trouble for the kid.

[roboprosthetic]

Tavro's face instantly lights up as he manages to make it to the platform and sees Gamzee there. He's relieved that someone familiar is here in this weird place, and raises a hand timidly in a wave. He knows he has his attention, but does it anyways. He rolls closer.

And then he's quietly asking: "Hi, Gamzee. Where... what is this place?"

[honkhonkwoof]

"Hey, motherfucker." He smiles, suddenly feeling a rush of excitement. Aw, hell yes, his bro was here. Oh, right, he was asking a question, wasn't he?

"Oh, uuuh. Well shit, that one is a kinda hard to answer question. I'm not even motherfucking sure myself."

[roboprosthetic]

"Oh... I was, um, kind of in the middle of something, you know, back home, I'm. Well. I need to go back." His voice is slow and gradually becomes more anxious, nearly urgent, as he goes on. "Vriska was, um, she was in trouble... so I guess that's my next question. Or demand, maybe."

[honkhonkwoof]

He tilts his head, and mulls over his words a second or two before speaking. "You can't go motherfuckin' back just yet, Tavbro. I dunno if we'll ever be able to be goin' on home, to be honest." He pauses. Bites his lip.

"And she's here, man. Vriska's here, and she's pretty damn fine."

[roboprosthetic]

That is a lot to take at once. The prospect of never returning home is a scary one-- he's wanted for his familiar hive while adventuring despite loving the thrill of it all. Tavros' face shows what he is thinking fairly clearly.

But Vriska is okay, and that makes his worried face lighten a small amount. "She's, um, she's really okay?" He focuses on that, pushing away the other stuff. And he says it like he doesn't believe him, but he does believe. He just has to make sure.

[honkhonkwoof]

He's upset he had to be the one to break the harsh news to Tavros, but it was better for him not to get his hopes up. Right?

"Yeah, she's all been fightin' and shit, feisty as ever. Dunno whatcha last saw of her, but she's OK."

[conquistador]

Spain doesn't even pretend to know what Gamzee is. Though it's rude to do so, Spain stares at him for a moment. Oh, God, it speaks. Well, if the curious creature is answering questions, he has to ask, "Ay, what are you supposed to be?"

[honkhonkwoof]

He just blinks stupidly at Spain for a couple seconds. "That's not exactly..." But he shrugs. "I'm a motherfucking troll, if that's whatcha were meanin'."

[conquistador]

"A troll?" Spain repeats curiously, "Oh, you don't mean a real one, of course. This is all a costume, no? Face paint and animal horns. . ." Because trolls aren't real.

[honkhonkwoof]

He raises an eyebrow, disdain clear on his face. "No, I do motherfucking got my mean on that I'm all bein' a real troll. These ain't no animal horns, bro, so be thinkin' all on opposite of what you're sayin' real soon, and you're all gonna be gettin' the truth in your thinkpan that way."

[conquistador]

To which Spain can only make a face, obviously confused. Spain stubbornly replies, "Trolls aren't real." They can't be real. "Unless you want to say dragons and fairies are real too."

[conquistador]

( He really can't help but smile when Santana speaks. For such an attractive girl, she had a poor personality. Oh, well, not everyone can have everything. When he hears his name, he raises a hand and steps forward.

Oh! So people knew him here! It looks like his reputation preceded him more than he thought. Well, that puts him in a better mood and he smiles, )

Aquí. I'm here.

[mrdickery]

[When Spain puts his hand up, Yuri gives him a very curious look, before he finally decides to speak.]

Spain, huh? [There's another pause, and then a very casual:] Think you can find your way around this place or do you need a guide?

[conquistador]

Sí, the one and only. ( During that pause, he keeps his smile. ) Ah, well, it depends only if you're offering! It's always helpful to have a guide but I'm sure I can make it.

[mrdickery]

[Which means he could use it which means... shiiiiiit.]

I've got the time.

[conquistador]

Then let's go, sir-- ah, what shall I call you?

[mrdickery]

[And for some reason, Yuri seems quite serious and preoccupied. It takes him a minute to realize Spain asked him something and to snap out of it, placing a casual smile on his face.]

Huh? Sorry, I'm Yuri... Yuri Lowell.