Very early Tuesday morning, outside the Principal's Tower
A figure dressed entirely in black, head to toe, made its way to the Principal's tower in the pre-dawn hour, carrying a can and a length of twisted cloth. It emptied the contents of the can along the length of cloth and around the base of the tower, then laid the cloth in a fuse some distance away.
And then it struck a match.
It looked up briefly, and one might get the feeling it was smiling, before it dropped the match onto the cloth and, as the fire grew, darted back into the darkness from whence it came.
[ooc: done entirely with permission, for those in the know, and posted a bit early to make sure we can get it all in, yeah? Identity of the arsonist is NFB]
And then it struck a match.
It looked up briefly, and one might get the feeling it was smiling, before it dropped the match onto the cloth and, as the fire grew, darted back into the darkness from whence it came.
[ooc: done entirely with permission, for those in the know, and posted a bit early to make sure we can get it all in, yeah? Identity of the arsonist is NFB]