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[peopledontforget]

[This place was weird. Like stuff his son had told him out of his fantasy books weird. The walls weren't made of wood. The floor wasn't wood. Nothing seemed to be made of it.]

[After wandering around for a bit, Marston went outside, surprised there were no horses nor hitches nor people for that matter. His stomach growled and his eyes wandered to the sky. At least there were still birds.]

[It seemed wise to get some food into his gut before wandering around this strange place further. He pulled out his Smith & Wesson Model 3 Revolver and started shooting birds out of the sky, five being more than enough. He picked them up, gathered wood from nearby trees, then sat down near the middle of the courtyard, beginning to start a fire. Although he didn't mind eating alone, friendly company was always nice.]

[Obligatory explosive entry]

[squeal_like_a_piggy]

[/BURSTS OUT OF THE NURSE'S OFFICE WITH A BAZOOKA]

[/FIRES SAID BAZOOKA]

[/PROFIT! ...Wait. No.]

[A mid-battle Anna Williams has just appeared in the campus; very much confused and annoyed at the fact that she is no longer looking at her assassination-target through her weapon's scope lens. Rising up to her feet and looking around, the woman's scarlet-red lips form a slight pout. How terribly inconvenient...]

[The female dons a flashy and expensive red silk dress with a dangerously-high slit; her brunette hair fashionably cropped to frame her face. The 'click-clack' of Anna's heels can be heard as she casually saunters through the rubble, debris, and smoke- which she just caused herself- and she looks for someone who can provide her with some sort of explanation as to what's going on here.]

((ooc: SO I DECIDED TO DROP IN WITH ANNA AFTER ALL. For those unfamiliar with her, a full description of Anna, her history/personality, and an example of her voice/fighting style can be found in her profile, if it helps anyone.))

Who's this lovely half-demon?

[redfiend]

[Dante just... stares. How in the world did he end up here? Well, there's no real choice but to take a look at his surrounds and--Oh, hey, outdoors. Awesome.

He looks at the football fields and sighs. Just wonderful, he thinks, of all places you could end up in, Dante, it had to be a freakin' school. Geez...

He simply shakes his head to himself and goes back indoors, trying to evaluate the situation more and ends up wandering around in the process. Let's really hope he doesn't bump into someone, especially since he kind of looks like he just lost his head and doesn't want to show it.]