vandalism and punishment

[poetaste]

Who: Yakuyoke girls (they're unforgettable) and YOU
When: 9/11-ish, post-Kenkougate
Where: The Equipment Shed
What: Yakuyoke does a class assignment to try opening the equipment shed, with predictable results, and loses a member along the way (Nei's hiatus)
Warnings: Forced silencing, potential references to kidnapping/trafficking/imprisonment, possible violence because it is Yakuyoke?

[As of the 11th, the (still locked) equipment shed has been vandalized with the following chalk graffiti messages:

"help us"

"just give us a little peek, please 💜"

"I kindly request for this door to open. If not, please let us know the requirements and we will do our best to fulfill them within reason."

"I once found a locked door that perplexed me.
Locked equipment? Now, what help could that be?
This mysterious shed
Had me scratching my head;
To the shed now, I say: “Open Ses’me!”"

Well. It's actually not chalk anymore: It's blood now, running into the grass and staining everything.

Also as of the 11th, anyone within hearing distance will bear witness to a huge commotion: Several people screaming loudly (albeit muffled). The Yakuyoke girls, sans the one called Rin, are swarming around the equipment shed, probably going nuts somehow. It is Yakuyoke. All of their mouths are taped firmly shut.

There are a couple of different headers in the comments for your threading needs! Feel free to make your own also reacting to the damage or the missing Nei.]

Comments

I still love you, sweet Shay.

[isdf]

[He sticks a hand in the pocket of his blazer. Pulling it out halfway, he steals a glance at the tip of his omamori before tucking it back inside.]

Neither you nor I can open the shed at this time.

[This is a problem—and not the only one as he regards Raven.]

The same appears to be the case for removing the adhesive sealing your speech. Perhaps it will detach itself after twenty-four hours . . .

ilu2 darling jae......

[poetaste]

[Her eyes dart, hawklike, toward the flash of his omamori appearing in his hand and then being returned to the pocket of his jacket. Since most of her other facial features are all or partially covered in tape, the movement is probably pretty noticeable.

He's right that there's no peeling the tape from her mouth, but at the hopeful notion that it will just fall off after a time limit, Raven can't help but scoff out through her nose. They're expected to "atone," but she's never once apologized for something she wasn't sorry for doing. She might be silenced from speaking, but her mind's spirit will never be taken away.

She's not planning on taking this sitting down—the shed or the tape.]

🥹

[isdf]

[Her eyes are bright and sharp against the dreary backdrop of the school grounds. He catches the motion, but makes no comment on it when the sound she makes piques his interest.]

Is something on your mind?

[It's difficult to gauge what she's thinking without words, but she doesn't sound so thrilled. Perhaps she has some thoughts or more information that he's yet to learn . . . ]

[poetaste]

[Huh... Now's really not the time to be playing charades. That's the whole problem toe to tip, though. It's not the time, and they don't have it.

She taps her outer wrist, leaving a smear behind. It's like she's tapping an invisible watch.

They don't have the time, and just waiting around doesn't strike her as a very good option when someone from her classroom she should have been looking after is missing.]