Induction.

[antitrust]

You've all had some time to get to know each other; whether or not you're all getting along is another matter. Either way, one thought pattern seems to be pretty prevalent, no matter what you think of this entire situation – Where, exactly, is the Conductor? That question isn't going to be answered in full, even now; if you were hoping to work out exactly who the Conductor is...well, that's not going to be readily answered, either. What you are going to get, however, is the sound of that public address box mounted into the wall somewhere above your heads crackling to life; it's staticky and a little grating at first, like someone's fiddling with the volume control somewhere, but eventually it clears up. "Ah, is it..?" It's a little uncertain at first, but that, too, clears up soon enough; it's a male voice, at least that much is discernible. "Greetings to the lot of you, the new class at Graceside Academy; I trust you've familiarized yourself with the rules. "You can call me the Conductor."

[OOC: You can be heard just fine through the PA system, so feel free to ask any questions your little heart desires; brackets are fine, you don't need to use prose!]

Comments

[nankurunaisa]

Mm, I know what you mean, but...they wouldn't just...shouldn't just kill someone...we shouldn't be listening to any of this, none of us should be killing anyone. That's what he wants from us.

[blazeit]

Well, I'm not gonna kill anyone. And you aren't either. But I'd rather assume somebody's thinking about it seriously... just in case. I'm not gonna tell you what to do, but. Just 'cause this is apparently some fucked-up trust-building exercise doesn't mean that trust doesn't still need to be earned.

[nankurunaisa]

Mm, right! I'd never do somethin' like that! [That sick feeling is coming back again. Whoo, boy.] But we're all stuck here together...we should be workin' together...

[blazeit]

Maybe. And I'd be real fucking glad to be proved wrong, but I'm not sure it's gonna be that easy... That's what my instincts are telling me, at least.

[nankurunaisa]

I really hope you're wrong. [Hibiki's expression is more worried, much less smiling than the day before.] But I'm not gonna let any old man hurt me, either. It's already complicated!

[blazeit]

Like I said before, I'm not gonna tell you what to do, but if you ask me, he's not the only one worth looking out for. Just the obvious one to look out for.

[nankurunaisa]

What? You mean...there are others that might be dangerous? I know there's that crazy barkeeper, he's really suspicious, but he doesn't look dangerous or anythin'.

[Unfortunately, given he's declared himself to be law enforcement of a certain kind, Hibiki already trusts him.]

[blazeit]

I don't know, but... you can't really just assume based on appearance.

[ The grimacing expression that he makes definitely suggests that he has learned this lesson the hard way. ]

[nankurunaisa]

[She has more she wants to add, but considering the topic...she just shakes her head instead.]

Maybe we should talk about this another time...a crowded room like this probably isn't the best idea, huh?

[blazeit]

... Yeah, another time.

[ Things are high tension enough, after all. And there are things he has to think about on his own, too. ]