[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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[presgarddihellis]

[... what a good kid, actually?

shakily exhales...]

I'm--almost lost control there. [tch. this curse, it's still in effect.] It's... it's not usually that much an issue anymore--except the circumstances...

It's complicated, but I'll be okay. I just need to calm down.

[candlestick]

Is this another one of those things that will make me go mad if I hear them?

[ He won't really question that much regardless. This seems like very unfortunate circumstances indeed, and he couldn't blame anyone for not wanting to talk about them. ]

When you need help standing up, let me know.

[presgarddihellis]

The basics probably won't.

[he does seem to be relaxing more. weirdly, talking... helps? well, his personal psychiatrist did say that about wearing such heavy masks...]

Basically... I'm someone who's taken in potions to obtain powers... the drawbacks are that there's a risk for losing control. And when a Beyonder's lost control, it usually results in them becoming a monster.

[but the worms seems to be settling, skin going more and more opaque again.]

[candlestick]

[ A monster...

He's quiet for a second, thinking on this. ]

I understand. I...

[ He hesitates for a second, not sure how much he can say, or how much he risks saying if he tries to give a shortened version. ]

I'm aware of people not entirely dissimilar from you, though they've had their powers since they came into being. It has been my job for the past couple of years to play minder to them.

[presgarddihellis]

[okay, he has to laugh a little. it's a little funny?]

I hope I won't be too much trouble, then.

[candlestick]

[ Without any immediate danger around them (for now), Zuo Le will relax enough to offer his first small smile since waking up in the classroom. ]

It would be easier on me if you weren't.

[presgarddihellis]

I make no promises. The Pathway of potions I follow is a bit troublesome just by its nature.

[it's the truth but also he manages a lighter, almost teasing tone.

feeling at his face to make sure that it's a face again...]

[candlestick]

[ He'll look down at the sight of motion, moving just a bit to give him some space to get up. ]

I'll keep that in mind as well then.

[presgarddihellis]

Thank you, Ji.

[he'll take that hand up now, actually]

How are the others?

[candlestick]

[ He'll take his hand and actively help hoist him upright rather than just steadying him. ]

Present at least.

[ So no one got lost to them in... whatever the hell just happened. ]

[presgarddihellis]

[let's not think about what just happened because Klein's already getting goosebumps at the thought and feel of lingering webs.

a little surprised to be hoisted but no complaints, really, he's wiped out from the rollercoaster of PTSDs that got triggered. a little shaky still, even.]

Ah... and I'm noticing... a lot more people?

[candlestick]

[ Zuo Le glances over his shoulder at the assembled crowd, frowning slightly. ]

Seems like we weren't the only one subjected to the exact same situation.

[presgarddihellis]

One, two... [counting the different PE outfit colors.] Seven, including ours?

[candlestick]

That's what I've noticed, though a couple of the groups have come in from the outside, so it's possible there are more somewhere else in this building.

[ There aren't, but there's no way for Zuo Le to know that. ]

[presgarddihellis]

... around forty people... that's quite a lot?

[why so many? what kind of ritual???]

[candlestick]

It is...

[ Zuo Le's brows begin to knit together as he starts to realizing something strange about the gathering. ]

Are all of you Aegirs?

[presgarddihellis]

I've never heard the term.

1/2

[candlestick]

[ Oh well that's simple, and Aegir is-- ]

[candlestick]

[ Wait, what does he mean he's never heard the term?! ]

Huh?

[presgarddihellis]

... perhaps I know it by a different term?

[don't tell him he has to explain the concept of different worlds. he can't handle that much after almost losing control...]

[candlestick]

[ He'll get it eventually, it just hasn't all clicked for him quite yet.

For now he'll nod slowly, just focusing on what he can process, which is trying to explain what an Aegir is. ]

It's a pretty wide range of people, but usually they have some sort of tie to the ocean. Some of them have fins, or tentacles, though a lot of them don't have any obvious traits at all.

[presgarddihellis]

[... well, he was a sea god, technically, once...]

That's not... quite right. For me.

[candlestick]

A liberi then...?

[ Though Zuo Le doesn't see any feathers either. ]

[presgarddihellis]

[shakes his head because he doesn't recognize that term, either.]

I'm what's called a Beyonder. Of the Seer Pathway.

[candlestick]

[ Well, seems turnabout is fair play, because: ]

I'm not familiar with those terms...