[physical education 101]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: transfer students
When: July 1̷̝̤̳̙̫̭̻̝͓̄̇̾̀̕͝9̸̙̱̹͍̮̈́́̀̅͛̐̔̋ 20
Where: the. . . gymnasium?
What: an ice breaker
Warnings: moderate physical injury (not debilitating), psychological horror (absolutely debilitating)

[The school is empty. The school is quiet. The only sound that cuts through the silence is the soft ticking of the hallway clocks that mark the passing of each second.]

[. . .]

[At least. . . until a stiff breeze whips through the classrooms, scattering dirty papers and jerking the curtains aside. The clock strikes 6:00 a.m.]

[The school bell chimes.]

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Comments

[gamboler]

[ Too late, he has a soft spot for plucky youngsters... ]

Oh, this? Not as bad as it looks, really. Though I confess, more than you'd usually sustain in a dream. Or even a nightmare.

[ Bro is truly SO PALE and still he's gonna downplay it. ]

[mogger]

[ very unfortunate for him ]

You look like you could be a ghost.

But if you wanna act tough, that's your business! But don't say the benevolent White Rose never offered to help ya. Because I am.

[ though it's nebulous what help she can provide... ]

[gamboler]

[ It's not so much acting tough as owing favors on unfamiliar footing is...hm....

...but he is curious. ]

Maybe we can negotiate further. What sort of help are you offering?

[mogger]

I could bandage you up, for starters. If you're bleeding anywhere. And escort you out of.... wherever the hell we are right now. Kick the ass of any monster that comes sniffing around.

[ let's be real she's gonna lead him to her own dorm and he can nap on the couch ]

[gamboler]

[ He doesn't need to be escorted by a 12 year old!!! ]

Do you have actual bandages? That might be enough to convince me. Track jacket cloth isn't exactly ideal for dressing wounds, hm?

[mogger]

[ yes he does, he's powerless ]

Psh, you think anyone here has actual medical supplies? Nope. We gotta use what we have for now. Be practical.

[gamboler]

[ you know what....fair ]

Then I believe I've already done that. Unless you think you can do better than this.

[ Said with enough self-awareness as he nods to his hastily tied-up arm. It definitely leaves a lot of room for improvement. ]

[mogger]

Ummm, yeah, I can definitely do better than that. Not that I have to prove myself to you, Captain Fancy.

[ why is he captain fancy!!! ]

[gamboler]

[ It's the hair, isn't it... ]

Sure you don't. That's just what someone who couldn't do better would say, you know~.

[mogger]

[ it is ]

[ hands on hips ]

Do you want my help or not, buddy?

[gamboler]

That depends on what you want in return.

[mogger]

Nothing. I was offering out of the goodness of my heart. ♪ I bet you don't even have anything to give me.

[gamboler]

[ ...He is quickly coming to the conclusion that she is not a person he would like to owe a favor to. ]

Haha, you're right, I don't! Ah, well. It was worth a shot.

[mogger]

[ why notttttt ]

Tell ya what, if you find any materia, you give it to me. Deal?

[gamboler]

[ . . . ]

Before I agree to that, what's materia?

[mogger]

[ she would be annoyed but she's had to explain this to everyone ]

Shiny orbs about this big [ indicates tennis-ball size with her hands ] that let you cast magic. One orb will do, if you really can't take me doing this for free.

[gamboler]

[ He has never see anything like that in his life but


yeah okay, sure. He nods. ]

Alright, you have a deal. Fix me up, and the first orb of materia I find is all yours.

[mogger]

Alright, lemme at 'em.

[ ripping strips off of her clothing. this was so much effort, just to help a hallucinating sad wet man ]