rakuen | Fortitude: Round 5 Start

Once again Dolorosa stands on the stage with her four Prefects, Nanami is finally out of her coma and the three other Prefects stand on either side of her. It should be a familiar scene by now, Dolorosa smiling out over her students, but maybe she looked a bit happier than last round. That can only mean one thing...

"Hello, my students, another round has come to an end and another is starting anew. We were the victors of round 4 and just as you have in past rounds, won or lost, everyone fought well," she takes a moment to applaud her school, "I am so very proud of all of you, each of you are coming more and more accustomed to the school and excelling, even if you believe it to be unfair. With this unity you will all do great things here. Don't let me down."

"I hope you're all enjoying the bonus of extra Raks for winning the round, I suggest you all go out and buy yourself a treat, I am particularly fond of the chocolate that Recette sells in her shop, but you're not here to hear me talk about sweets, let us get to the battle records." behind her, as per usual, the Battle Records show up on the screen.

"I believe we had more Fortitude battles this round than any round past, but let us congratulate Nanashi for defeating Jade, Spain for beating Nanashi, Inui for defeating Spain, Dave for defeating Gamzee, and Jade for defeating Marisa."

The interschool battle records appear on screen, "For Inter-school battles we should congratulate Jade for defeating Cirno, Spain for defeating Suzaku, Nanashi for defeating Golbez, Spain for defeating Golbez, Dave for defeating Suzaku, Jade for defeating Suzaku, and Marisa for defeating Cirno,"

"Lastly, we should congratulate Dave, Jade, and Spain for winning the round," Dolorosa begins to applaud for all the victors.

"And without further ado, the Players for round 5 are:
Dave,
Marisa,
Jade,
John,
Daenerys

Have a wonderful round!"

While the screen usually remains on the names those who are going to be Players for round time, it unexpectedly cuts over to the Conquest assembly. Dolorosa looks up at the screen and covers her mouth, she knows what's coming and knows that she doesn't want her students to witness it.

"Losing the round, as bad as it is. Is not what has made me angry today." Okay it was a big part of what had made her angry, but, "On Friday evening I was attacked, in my office. We have told you time and time again, it is not our fault you are here, taking your anger out on us is not necessary or smart." Her eyes glinted again, "I have my suspicions as to who my attacker is, and they will learn. That disobedience is met with punishment. That I cannot be threatened, and it is unwise to try." At that she turned to Flynn and he crumpled, her and Satana focused the warning penalty on him. The pain would be too much for him to stand or talk. It lasted for ten minutes,anyone who moved or talked was hit with a warning penalty strong enough to sink them to their knees. When it was over she stepped away from Flynn, who was curled up on the floor. It would be a few moments before he had the strength to stand. "Dismissed."

Throughout the broadcast Dolorosa tries to cut the stream but nothing works, Fortitude students won't be punished for moving or talking but it is still something she does no want them to witness.

"Please remain calm my students," she says in a shaky voice as the stream cuts out, "I'm sure everyone will be fine."

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She looks hard at her drawing, "You're skilled but your subject matter is rather grim. What is this about magic?"

"Best way to explain what goes on around here," she muttered dismissively. "For those people who don't understand technology, anyway."

"What about those who do not understand technology or believe in magic?" she pauses, "I do believe in magic though, and I think that not believing in it shows a type of ignorance."

"If they don't believe in magic and they don't get technology, they're dumb. Every world has one or the other if not both," she scoffed, then shrugged her shoulders.

She shakes her head, "You are mistaken. I come from a place where there is no technology like what is available here. One uses bird to convey messages not P D As," she spaces out the letters as if they are separate entities and pronounces them as if they are a foreign word, "and even if there is magic in the land, many do not believe."

She snorts derisively at that. "Where are you from, then, the middle ages?"

Well that confuses her, "I do not know what that means?"

"In worlds that have technology but no magic...but so far in the past that there's no technology either. It's pretty much the worst place you can live," she said, shrugging idly. Apparently, Becca has no sense of tact.

She pauses to think about that for a bit, "I can imagine no worse place than where I am from. A people divided and children exiled because of war..."

"There's places like that in my world. I think the world sucks all the time, really, it just changes how it sucks as time goes on."

"I like to believe that eventually things will get better," she says with her eyes closed and a hopeful look on her face.

Becca laughed softly. "Yeah...you gotta believe the future will be better, otherwise you lose your mind."

Dany laughs along with her, "Yes, I agree. If you do not have hope for the future than you have nothing."

Becca continues to laugh for a moment, but a growing fog clouds her mind. Her laugh trails off into a pained wince, and she reaches up to touch her forehead. "The future...yeah...future...."

Dany reaches out to touch her arm, "Are you okay?"

Becca jerks away at the attempted touch, spooked by the idea of having someone touch her arm. It just causes the fog to roll in faster, closing off her memories of her thoughts on the future and on why she doesn't like being touched. "Yeah, I...I..." She trails off, panting in pain. "Missing memories."

Her tone becomes stern, "Ah yes, the missing memories plague everyone. Work needs to be done to get them back, it should not be that difficult."

"Yeah," she agrees breathlessly, trying to regroup her sanity and bearing. "I've been saving my money, I can probably get one now..."

"That is good, perhaps it will uncover a treasured memory unfairly forgotten."

"Yeah, like my brother's name... I can't even remember his fucking face."

"Good! You are angry! You can use that anger to get something accomplished!"

That anger helps push away the fog, and she laughs brightly, though there is a malicious tone in her laugh. "Yeah...piss me off and shit gets handled."

She laughs again, "Sometimes that's all it takes."

"I just wish everything here wasn't about violence. That's something I'm not good at. I'm so glad I'm not a player again."

"Anger and fighting does not have to be about violence."

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