Third.

[trustmods]

This week has been eventful for the lot of you, if a bit political for some; another resistance meeting, petitions everywhere, group dinners, and the new addition of a bunch of chickens to the group have ensured that at the very least, you've all had reason to keep busy. Of course, there's still that incentive to keep in mind, as well as the fact that there's been a murder every Friday since everyone arrived. Either way, the clock chimes in the morning, as it always does; the doors to the kitchen and the mail room unlock themselves, and all seems quiet. Thankfully, today the ballroom is blessedly corpse-free, as is the rest of the first floor. Maybe it would be good to move upstairs, though, just to make sure the rest of the Academy is likewise. >Explore?

Comments

[zomgboom]

Hey, Hibeeks.

[How appropriate: the first instance of that nickname was in a tag to Ashley.]

[nankurunaisa]

Hey.

[It takes Hibiki a moment to register she's even being spoken to. Ashley...part of her doesn't think it's true, but...]

I had a feeling you'd be here.

[zomgboom]

It's like, she made these [gestures to the gloves she's wearing] and so I have that part of her forever or whatever, right? But, like. There's a reason I don't steal from any of you while you're alive.

[Hint: it has nothing to do with Tabby being a respectable human being.]