[The world opens back up to something beyond the water and her arms when Mitsuru reaches the side of the pool. Once she has her arms on the pool ledge, Mitsuru also gets the chance to realize that this...of her classmates has also dried off abnormally quickly. How does one even do that, when her hair is that long? Mitsuru keeps watching her carefully, as she tries to figure out the answer to that.

[This? This would be the image of what looks like a boy who is more than displeased at this situation. He doesn't carry a scowl- more like a deadpan expression, to show his obvious desire to not be here... I have no interest in fighting a war, and I doubt a detective would be of any use on the battlefield. I have much to do back at home, in Inaba, and keeping me here would be entirely pointless

[Even when the world feels determined to make things chaotic, it is comforting to know that academics are still a constant. It's with that mindset that Mitsuru heads to her languages class as quickly... [Pause for a moment to make sure her hands aren't drifting, and then,] 'S' 'E' 'E' 'S' [So she hasn't fallen too far out of practice, at least with the manual alphabet. Good.

[At first there's only a crackling sort of noise, like static. There's no one speaking, either, as if the owner of the crystal has simply turned it on without realising. Eventually, the static fades,...is clear, as well as part of the wall to her room behind her. She looks particularly distraught and torn from the expression on her face.] I have failed. [the video cuts out again.] ... I'm sorry..

Character(s) : Rion Lyon ( derped ) and Mitsuru Kirijo ( willnotsubmit ) Location : Dream Balamb Rating : PG/ Open/Closed/Finished : Closed. Summary : Mitsuru finds out what it's like...as you begin typing, a soundless motion that somebody who wasn't you or Mom wouldn't be able to interpret. At least tomorrow's a Friday and you won't have to be at school for an entire weekend, then

Has anyone else been having weird dreams?

[Slagging new world with its slagging new rules and its slagging assumption that he'd actually attend all of these fragging classes. Damian scowled as he kicked up random flowers in the Quad. He didn't...dregs could've at least warned us beforehand! [... yeah, someone had definitely tuned out a good deal of the explanation. Considering the rage this kid's in, this may or may not be a good thing.]

This is my first day in your world, and that's why it's my birthday. And like any birthday, we have to do it right! I don't know where everything is, so just decorate the lobby with banners and stuff, bring in some party hats and snacks, and make sure there's enough cake for everyone in the Garden by 7pm tonight . Get to work! Slackers will be punished! [97346]

What makes someone a good leader? Is it caring about the people they're in charge of? Or is it more making sure they can all get out of an impossible situation alive? During those times do numbers count...there ever was, but he was the strongest man in the world on top of caring about all of us. So I guess he had both qualifications covered. Just curious as to thoughts on it, if you will. - Marco

[So, after the... very much odd dreams and classes are all done, Tobias is settled in his favorite after-school spot -- the Quad. He's managed to dig the oddly meshed Pokeball (Greatball? Ultraball? Masterball...kind of infant puppy? Of course. But hell, he was having fun with it, even if he occasionally pauses to reach up and run a hand around one of his eyes, as if checking to see if something's there.]