Week Four

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, Gershwin High School Academy University saw its very first intentional murder! What a milestone! And right after Spongebob's No Murder party, too - that doesn't seem like it bodes very well for anybody's future.

You all wake up this morning with yet another new memory returned to you. You'll also find that the school's external doors have now unlocked. Congratulations! You're free! Unfortunately, you also seem to be entirely in the middle of nowhere. So maybe it's more of a symbolic victory.

Still, you should look around and do some investigation! Maybe you'll find a fun surprise.]

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(( Be sure to submit your memory regains and your AC for this week! Hester's office hours and the merch booth also remain available! ))

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Investigation

[violentenvies]

[Salieri is awake at a...normal-ish hour in Broadhurst. Not up with the sun, but still earlier than most modern-day folks would like to be awake. He...doesn’t look like he’s slept too much--no more than an hour or two at most. He pauses, glancing at the various sleeping kids on the floor, expression softening as he just...takes a moment to look at them, something in his throat tightening with worry.

They have to get out of here. They have to. He can’t let another of these children die (whether they’re legally children or not, it matters little.) Perhaps he might move to tug a blanket up around a couple of them, trying to be as quiet as possible as he makes sure they’re settled and warm enough before he leaves.

The first thing he does is head straight for the Band Room with a rather determined look on his face. Once there, he’s going to investigate every square inch of the place--pulling instruments out from shelves, checking the shelves, opening the cases and looking inside the instruments themselves if he has to. Nothing is safe. He’ll even be turning over chairs and tables to check the underside if need be.

After his investigation, Salieri is going to venture down to the vending machine. His haul is then transferred to the Cafeteria where he takes advantage of the long tables to sort through it all. The lizard is placed delicately in the terrarium and set aside for a certain someone with a small smile. The guitar is given a curious look, and also set aside. The guns and the Death Note both gain a look of distaste, and are placed in the pile with the fish to be disposed of. The wine, on the other hand, along with the pie are pushed to a smaller pile, definitely for safekeeping. He’ll just be here, sorting through things for a bit, don’t mind him. ]

Private for Discord

[violentenvies]

[it’s late. Or it's early. It's hard to tell at this hour, and Salieri feels exhausted. The meeting on Tuesday afternoon took a lot out of him, and yet somehow, he can’t sleep. It probably is around 3 or 4 in the morning, and all he can do is continue to lay here and stare at the ceiling. Between the visions of Mozart’s death that plague him when he closes his eyes, to the worries constantly running through his head about everyone here, his concern for them…

Well, it’s obvious he won’t be getting any sleep this way. He needs a distraction. The more he’s alone with his thoughts, the worse this is going to get. The biggest obstacle then becomes the fact that most people are rightfully asleep now, and he wouldn’t want to wake them. However...there is one person he thinks he could wake up and convince to come with him, with the proper bribery.

Carefully and quietly, Salieri gets himself to his feet and goes to his trunk, trying to be as silent as possible as he fishes out the chess set and the bottle of wine he got fron the vending machine, tucking them under his arm. From there, he’s tiptoeing out of the room as quietly as he can, especially paying careful attention to closing the door without a sound behind him as he steps into the hallway.

[disharmonizes]

[As it so happens, Discord is... out and about in the hallway as well. He's actually already past Broadhurst and rounding the corner as Salieri steps out the door, so.

Good timing?]

[violentenvies]

[Salieri blinks at that, straightening]

Discorde? [That was more quiet, to himself, before he going to walk quickly down the hall, stepping around the corner]

Monsieur Discorde. [This time, to get his attention, but not too loudly. It's an atrocious hour, after all, and everyone is asleep]

[disharmonizes]

[Discord stops walking, doing a half turn looking back, blinking.]

Oh, Maestro. [And he huffs a bit, crossing his arms.] My, my, out at this late an hour? Shouldn't you be setting a good example and getting enough sleep?

Cafeteria

[brokeforgood]

[Don’t mind her, Dad, she’s just here for.... the Death Note. Oh, and while she’s in that pile....

FARRAH PICKS UP A GUN.]

[violentenvies]

[Salieri glances over mid-sort to pause when she picks up first the Death Note...then that gun]

Absolutely not. Put it back.

[brokeforgood]

What! It’s not real! [The death note, or the gun?


We just don’t know.]

[violentenvies]

[he is giving her such a look right now.] I don't care; they're in the disposal pile for a reason, put it back.

Broadhurst

[mayavericks]

[Maya is a light sleeper by default. That, coupled with the rough night she's had and the fact that it's close to the time she gets up anyway, has Maya stirring from her slumber.]

Antonio?

[violentenvies]

[Salieri pauses halfway into gently tucking the blanket around her shoulders--before he just decides to continue doing that. He was already caught anyway.]

Just making sure you were warm enough. [whispered quietly, but gently] I didn't mean to wake you; I'm on my way out.

[mayavericks]

[The comfort is nice. She tucks herself further into the blankets on instinct, but then pauses.]

Is everything alright?

[violentenvies]

Yes, everything's fine. I just wanted to check on everyone before I left, that's all.

Band Room

[stagemanagers]

[In the back of one of the taller instrument shelves, where it ordinarily would've been covered up by some instruments:]

CAN YOU READ THIS?

[violentenvies]

[Salieri freezes when he spots that, remembering what Discord had talked about earlier--and then fishes out a pencil immediately, writing back: "Yes, I can. This is Maestro Antonio Salieri, who is this?"

He then waits to see if anything happens.]

[stagemanagers]

[But nothing does happen.]

Cafeteria

[alchemistake]

[There's a low whistle from nearby until one (1) Varian steps into view, Ruddiger on his shoulder as usual and his goggles actually on his face for once. He's quick to push them up so he can see better, but it's clear by the smudges on his face and clothing that he's probably been working in either the auto or scene shop again.]

A lotta coins, huh?

[violentenvies]

[Salieri looks a bit amused at all the grime, but is rather unsurprised at this point]

For some reason they seem intent on gifting me with the things, and if I keep them all they'll just end up piling up in the drawers. [he sounds annoyed, lmao]

However, I did want to ask--[he turns to gently pull over the terrarium]--I did get another lizard...and something to put them in. I was wondering if you might have an interest?

[alchemistake]

Oh!

[Varia steps closer so he can look at the terrarium, leaning down to peer into the glass.]

That'd be great, actually! I had been thinking about just releasing my little guy, but...hearing about how the forest is fake and stuff, it didn't feel right, you know?

Guitar

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus wanders by as he's investigating the cafeteria, checking under the tables for any odd scratches or marks. He waves to Salieri as he passes, then stops in his tracks as he sees what's in his hands. ]

Oh! I think that's mine! [ He looks considerably more excited than he has in days, with the sole exception of the relief of finding Eurydice in the woods after remembering what happened to her, but Salieri wasn't there for that and there was a lot more terrible fear involved in that scenario than there is here. ]

[violentenvies]

[Salieri blinks at at that, glancing over to the guitar]

Oh, is it really? [he'll hold it out to him, then] Your, ah...lyre, I presume?

[themuseabandonsyou]

Yes! [ he says, oblivious to that little pause. Of course it's a lyre, nothing to see here. He'll take it back, gratefully. ] Mister Hermes gave it to me as a birthday gift when I was 15. I usually take it everywhere with me.

[ You know, when he's not being kidnapped by wizards. ]

cafeteria

[comeandfindme]

[ Well, however that woods investigation goes which rest assured WILL BE REPORTED IMMEDIATELY Peregrine is still here and she's getting herself something to eat. She stops at Salieri's just...mountain of things, taking in the cape first of all, and she's going to ask about it, since she needs more to make everyone proper cloaks, but— ]

You got a lizard too.

[ That, instead, is what comes out. ]

[violentenvies]

[Salieri glances up at her at that from where he's nudging a pair of ruby slippers next to a pair of golden ones.]

Ah, Mademoiselle Peregrine--I did, yes. The second one I've gotten insofar, in fact.

[comeandfindme]

...Do they have names? [ She's kinda. Examining the lizard in the terrarium. ] They should have names. But, I can't think of any, for mine.