smash_logs | Dorm Log!

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Dorm Log!

Who: ALL the party people (Smash Academy)
What: Dorm log!
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond. Everything is acceptable.
When: March 9- March 25
Warnings: Do I really need to say a thing?

Ripped off the last one and all its friends: Basically, here's what's going down. We all know our characters experience downtime after classes and their busy schedules, and this is a good venue for those kinds of miscellaneous dorm-shenanigans to take place. Not only does it give your characters the easy chance to meet new people in a laid-back environment, but it's a good mechanism for strengthening CR. It's easy!

Feel free to begin in any way you please! Plan with (a) fellow player(s) if you'd like! Or, set up a thread and wait for characters to bite! Whatever you want. It can all be yours if you make a thread. So have at it! Don't let this log get away untagged.

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[Dear ACE☆DETECTIVE, there might just be a mystery brewing right in your own dorm room. It started a few days ago, when your stupid roomie's grotesque maneating spider pet acquired a painful-looking burn on his back. Then Char started being conspicuously absent every now and then.

Tonight, for example. It's the middle of the night, and the nice peaceful darkness of the room is now ruined by a big walking nightlight trying (and failing) to enter the room stealthily.]

[This would work better if you didn't come built-in with a bright-light Char. Naoto's still at her desk at a low low light, rummaging in her papers and notes and she gives him a look the minute the door opens.]

Don't you think it is rather late to be out and about?

[Yeah, subtle entrances really aren't his strong suit.]

~~GET BENT~~ Ain't none of your goddamn business, is it?

Perhaps, but considering the fact there were murders on campus recently and now your...giant spider has what appears to be burns on its back and you've been disappearing regularly, one can only begin to suspect what might be actually going on.

[God and she says that without an ounce of sarcasm either.]

You sayin' ~~I like dudes????!!~~ that havin' better places to be than this shitty dorm makes me some kinda murder suspect? So I ain't been around. What's it to you, Souji?

I never said you were a murder suspect. Caim is undoubtedly the perpetrator regarding the recent crimes. However, I cannot ignore the wounds your friend has on his back and wonder what the two have been doing. Not to mention you raised your tone of voice after an accusation, a sign that you are hiding something, which is made easier to read by the other physical signs you are emitting; the rapid movement of your tail, the twitch of your wings.

[She pauses to close her book, and gives him a small shrug.]

However, if you do not wish to talk about it, I will go to bed. Or if you'd like, I could aid you in taking care of the wounds.

Oh, ain't we clever?

[Yeah, Char apparently has nothing else to say on the matter. Sorry, Naoto, you got the least cooperative roomie in the world. Still, he whistles, and Rasputin comes skittering out of ~~Naoto's bed~~ his little nest.]

Just be careful. He's sensitive.

[She takes out a small kit with loose white bandages, and a small bottle of what looks like a greenish concoction, putting some on it. Then she...summons her Persona? Okay...]

I'm going to have Yamato-Takeru hold him down for few seconds, but the pain will subside once it is put on. The bandage is made from a fabric that will melt in a day as to aid with healing. The mixture was fabricated from my own personal research combined with what I have been learning about Pokemon healing items.

[She hands the Persona the bandage and he floats over to where Rasputin is]

Ready when you are.

[Oh hey Magical Power Bottom is back. Char kneels down, keeping Rasputin's head in his hands. It's okay, boy, daddy's here, don't be nervous.]

Alright, Souji, go for it.

...What're you lookin' into Pokemon healin' items for, anyway?

All yours!

[Dramatic hand movements for dramatic Persona operation. Clearly. And it's over in less than a few seconds. The material stays on the top and provides a cooling breeze.]

Personal study and to learn more about Pokemon in general. I am rather impressed by the technology developed in the healing field.

Yeah, well... we wouldn't be much use to trainers if we needed weeks to heal up after each fight.

[Rasputin tenses up and squirms at the unfamiliar sensations of bandages happening, but Char stays close until it's over and done with. He gives Rasputin a reassuring pat on the end, and the second he's free, the spider skitters back over to the safety of his nest. Shit's got him all weirded out, yo.

Char... looks like he sort of vaguely wants to say thanks, but this is Char we're talking about here. Pride gets in the way, and thus, he stays silent.]

I am not surprised. A lot of developments in the health field are directly tied to war efforts...for better or for worse.

[She looks at him for a few seconds before turning her head as her Persona disappears and she then placing the remaining bandages in her desk.]

You don't have to say anything. To be truthful, I'm rather used to silence in return for the work I put in, once they are satisfied with my results.

[Detective lives, aww yeah.]

What, you work retail or something?

[Naoto's detective duty was not a thing that had come up in conversation so far, and retail is a super thankless job, okay. Forgive his assumptions.]

[Naoto nearly has a terrible fitting cough at that and catches herself.]

No, not exactly.

[She thinks before answering.]

I am the equivalent of a detective. I suppose it is not quite so precisely resumed as such, especially in such a unique city, but I gather information and aid in research. However, once my clients obtain whatever it is that they need, then I am let go.

Oh, you're a dick.

[Yes Char that is exactly it. Pause.]

...The investigatin' kind, not... well, you kinda are that type of dick too. So you any good at the private eye shit?

[At first Naoto doesn't say anything, and then, as she sits on her bed...]

Char Charizard. You are a member of Green Oak's Pokemon group and along with fellow teammates, Nyx the Gengar, Bulba the Ivysaur and Rhys the Rhyperior attending Smash Academy for the last few years. Your rivals appear to be Red and his own team of Pokemon, although I do not quite completely grasp the implications apart from higher hostilities between both groups.

You evolved from a Charmeleon on campus and problems arose due to the situation. Your school dossier is filed with detention notices and you are labeled as a troublemaker. Your previous roommate, one General Guy, appears to have had trouble dealing with you.

Recently you have been arriving later than your usual time, and sneaking back in hoping I wouldn't notice. Your spider is sporting burns which seem to be chemical in nature.

Obviously something is upsetting you, otherwise you would not be risking curfew each night for it.

~~You like chocolate almonds.~~

That's... kinda creepy.

[She pauses, blinking a few times. Creepy wasn't something most people used to describe it.]

I...suppose it is in a way, but I have always had an ease recognizing patterns, remembering facts and numerical sequences since I was a a child. I suppose it is all second nature to me at this point.

So you're all smart. Alright. ...Y'know what, Souj? I think maybe I can use that head of yours, too. You said Rasputin had chemical burns? Like... not regular burns?

Truthfully it is a simple deduction at this point in time.

[She points to the spider, around the area that doesn't have the healing cloth on it.]

It looks like a strong acid was used due of the stain around the center of the burn, perhaps hydrochloric acid. The damage seems to be done by coagulation, based on the fact the tissue appears to lack oxygen from the veins. This is a sign of cell deterioration, therefore not a regular burn simply caused from high heat.

Of course this is mere speculation at this point. I am uncertain what your spider has been doing at night.

[Okay, yeah, Souji boy knows his shit. Char thinks for a minute, then jerks his head toward the door.]

Let's go for a walk, Souji. Think I got somethin' to you show. Rasputin, you stay here, boy.

Very well. Please give me a moment.

[She goes back to her desk to pull out her gun and holster and places it around her elbow, before grabbing her coat.]

Where are we going?

The forest. Try to keep up. I ain't goin' lookin' for you if you get yourself lost.

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Dorm Log!

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and then i gave the worst reply ever :'|

Pffft no I love it.

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