The Voice from over the Intercom (
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the_campus2013-10-15 04:41 pm
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CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: EVERYTHING AND THE KITCHEN SINK
[Hopefully everybody likes waking up outside.
Because as it were, in the middle of the night when everybody had been asleep or lulled into a sudden one by the sheer weight of the air around them...the Campus disappeared in its entirety. Left behind was only the cool surface of the concrete foundation.
For now it seems the residents were left to fend for themselves in the wilderness of the island. Not even the voice from over the intercom would comfort them.]
((ooc: the school has disappeared, along with all the NPCs and everything that was inside! no opt-out areas this time around. The temperature is cool during the day, and colder at night.
The event will last until October 20th, and I'll post a closer to signify it. Everything will be returned to its rightful place then.))
Because as it were, in the middle of the night when everybody had been asleep or lulled into a sudden one by the sheer weight of the air around them...the Campus disappeared in its entirety. Left behind was only the cool surface of the concrete foundation.
For now it seems the residents were left to fend for themselves in the wilderness of the island. Not even the voice from over the intercom would comfort them.]
((ooc: the school has disappeared, along with all the NPCs and everything that was inside! no opt-out areas this time around. The temperature is cool during the day, and colder at night.
The event will last until October 20th, and I'll post a closer to signify it. Everything will be returned to its rightful place then.))
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[That wasn't exactly true, even Malik had his limits, although they were mostly in regards to the few people he held dear.]
Hh... [He rubs his arm, fingers grazing over the dark keloid scarring that had been left behind. It was much worse than the ones left on his midriff, and it actually hurts to touch, leading him to recoil.]
Let's get something to eat before trying again. [He could use the energy, after all that.]
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Well, she supposes that bridge will have to be crossed eventually.]
How hungry are you? I already had tea before coming.
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[Climbing to his feet, Malik too comes across the same train of thought as Harriet.]
...But it might be best if we ensure nobody sees us together. Just to avoid...[He smirks, knowing Harriet will realize the true problem.]Unnecessary explanations.
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[...Even if she was thinking about it, Malik saying it makes her feel like a total scumbag. She tries to be pretty loyal to her friends, and this isn't like the way it was in the Rose War: Henry actually is her friend now, instead of just some faraway prince who mistakenly placed his trust in her. So now that there's actually a deal, she's going to feel bad about hiding it. Ultimately, Malik's smirk is met with a bit of an annoyed look.]
What do you care? That's not your problem to worry about.
[They're going to find out eventually. The only question is how... Well, Harriet would like to be in control of that, so she supposes sneaking may still have to happen, as much as she dislikes it.]
... I guess you can just go down to the home ec room by yourself, and I'll meet you a few minutes later.
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[Malik raises his hands in a shrug.] Even if I don't have any ill-intent...he sees me a viper!
[He glances down at himself, clothes bloodied and torn in places.] ...Anyway, I might draw attention if I walk around like this. Lend me your cloak.
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[She stands up as she speaks, crossing her arms a bit as she side-eyes him.]
And of course he sees you as a viper. You made me inject snake venom into my bloodstream. [Harriet doesn't exactly think he's a kitten either. But sometimes a snake has the cure you need.]
Don't you think you wearing my cloak defeats the purpose of us going separately? Besides, you'll get blood on it.
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[Tsk, Harriet. Don't bring up the past so casually! He's still surprised that plan didn't work, although now he's glad it didn't.]
Anyway, it's just a cloak, it could be anybody's.
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Any Rose Crusader's maybe. I know I don't wear this that often here, but I had it on all the time back in England, so any of the people who know me will recognize it.
[and that still doesn't address the thing with the blood. IT'S WHITE. She hates cleaning blood out of it.]
Can't you just... I don't know. Lie about it, if someone sees you?
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[Malik waves a hand dismissively, heading for the doors.]
I'll just clean up a little first. But even so, the "home ec" room is too busy. We can meet in the lunch room. Nobody goes there!
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[because there's a good reason for that...]
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[Malik leaves the rooftop and heads back to his dorm, careful not to wake Bakura as he cleans and gathers his things.
About twenty minutes later he's sitting in the lunchroom looking nauseous as he wears a flu-mask. It seems he's brought with him leftovers and things that were thrown together: some salad, koshary, and a few pieces of chicken cutlet.
Impatient as he may be, Malik minds his manners as he stares over at the door.
Food, a new place...
This was two-thirds of a date.]
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You're ill already? That was quick.
[as for Harriet herself, she had less cleanup to do, so she just made a small pot of tea while she was waiting and brought it with her. Malik had food covered, so she might as well take care of drinks.
Nevertheless, she comes over and sits across from him, setting it down and curiously eyeing what he'd brought.]
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He really liked tea.
And now that Harriet was here, that meant he could eat soon. Malik had already divided things into two even plates (mostly...it definitely looks like he might have given himself more a little more koshary), so there was little preparation needed.]
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Will you take a cuppa?
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[Malik eats a few bites of koshary before pausing to take a bite of chicken in order to break it up. Mmm...the two really went well together!]
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It's good. You're less vegetarian than you'd lead me to believe, though!
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I was never trying to be. I just don't like most meat...it smells and tastes repulsive.
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[...This conversation is strangely relaxed. When did they get on these kind of terms? She didn't really think about it because she was tired from casting all of those spells. The tea is rejuvenating her now, but it only lifts her mood.]
So what is this rice pasta stuff anyway?
[Harriet's about to try the koshary, but with all the different beans and tomato sauce on top it's kinda strange looking to her. Maybe not a bad strange, though. Who doesn't love pasta and rice?]
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[Malik picks up a forkful of koshary when Harriet inquires about it.] It's koshary! Egypt's national dish, keh keh... I made it myself last night, but don't worry, I didn't poison it!
[He was in a morbid mood after all. Hopefully Harriet wouldn't be too offended by his callousness.
Malik eats what's on his fork with a grin.]
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Oy, don't even joke about that... it's in poor taste.
[He's not even the only person that's tried to poison her. She's sulking now.]
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[Malik doesn't appear condescending when he says it. He was amused at worst, and thoughtful at best as he quietly turns back to his food.]
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[She doesn't think he's that sorry, since he still laughed, but she can get over it. Harriet stops sulking and finally tries the not poisoned koshary.]
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Hm, this isn't half bad. I enjoy trying a new food. Thanks.
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