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[stopwatch]

Characters: Rolo Lamperouge
Format: prose/action
This log is: open!
Location: Entrance
Summary: Rolo's introduction post! Come bug him.
Warnings: Will add as necessary.

He wakes with a start-- sits up with sweat down his brow and confusion on his face.

Where is he?

It's a train. He's sat on one of the seats, still in his pilot uniform. Was that some sort of dream? It couldn't have been; the feel of his Knightmare's controls in his hands, the motion, the desert heat-- dreams did not come in flavors so vivid. There was something after that, though-- something that was a dream. It'd told him things that were, somehow, relevant to this place-- yes. Maybe a geass. A geass also may have brought him here. But they'd decimated the Cult's headquarters, left none alive, but as someone who grew up there himself he knew there were places to hide. Some he may not even know of.

There's nothing more for him in this train, so Rolo takes the bag sat beside him. He slings it over his shoulder and walks cautiously through the train and out the doors, murmuring to himself: "Utopia Academy…"

Pausing at the front gates, because it's huge and impressive. Much bigger than Ashford.

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[myblueskies]

Romeo blinked sleepily, a strange dream fading from his mind. He smiled though and woke up. Wait... This wasn't his room and it was moving. He sat up quickly and looked around. Was this... a train! Romeo had never been on a train before but Angelletta had gone to Paris on a train. Romeo looked out the window, and then around wide eyed.

Though it was quite exciting to be on a train it didn't answer the question why? Maybe he was still dreaming? It was much happier than the last dream, that one had been a little bit scary.

The train was stopping, Romeo jumped to his feet. It had to be a dream but some dreams were exciting, he wondered where it was leading him. He grabbed his small satchel from next to him and saw a man getting off the train in front of him.

Keeping a safe distance away, though he shouldn't have anything to worry about unless this dream turned into a nightmare, he looked at the building they were at.

He gasped, it was so huge! As big as the castle in Milan! It was a little chilly, and Romeo realised that his dreams usually wern't this detailed. But still what else could it be, he should be in bed, at home with his family, the twins next to him. "Sir?" He didn't get any closer to the man but he was very polite as he smiled, "Sir do you know where we are?"

[defender]

Shoujou's convinced that this is not his school.

He'd woken up earlier than anyone else on the train, and - not two hours after doing so - returned to the harbor where he and Himoto had been fighting and met with nothing, attempted to go to the student council room only to be refused as an ordinary student, and been rejected from the library on the grounds that he was a Discard -

Ridiculous. It's utterly ridiculous, which is why he's pacing briskly through the school now, lost and disoriented but trying not to seem as such.

And, passing by the front gates, he brushes past Rolo, muttering quietly all the while. "Can't understand it, this can't be right, this can't be Utopia Academy --"

[imperceptible]

Walking across the courtyard, Kevin adjusted his new wristbands for the umpteenth time and told himself not to be so picky. The fact that he'd even gotten equipment at all was a bonus and made him view being a player in a much brighter light. Really, it would be a good idea to take advantage of the situation while he still could.

Doubtless, come the next round and the round after that he'd be a weapon again.

As he approached the front gates, the youth finally stopped playing with the gear long enough to look up and out at where the train platform was. Idly, his mind wandered back to what Gino had said, about escape not being easy and if he should try anyway. Before he could even contemplate an attempt, however, his eyes landed on Rolo and he blinked.

"New people?" He wondered aloud, as if the fact that this academy was continuously collecting others was a surprise.