Rosette hadn't returned from the newest additions of the house long before, stretching as she mulled over what she and Anita had found there - especially...especially the corpses. But she shook her head as she walked, trying to push those thoughts away, and to the back of her mind as she moved, and began to focus on something else. She hadn't really gotten a chance to eat - and that stupid vending machine... - while in the other house, so maybe she could grab something from this kitchen? Yeah, that sounded good
( ... )
Despite the heavy silence, Haruhi noticed the sound of footsteps only shortly before the other girl peeked into the room. Finally pulling herself off the floor, she was slightly relieved that she wasn't the only person here -- until she noticed the gun grasped in the stranger's hands, a tantalizing warning signal that clearly made Haruhi edgy. A gun; she'd never seen one so close before, let alone drawn in precaution around her. Eyeing the weapon (was she safe? Would she shoot?), Haruhi tilted her head slightly at the question, otherwise remaining still.
"New?" The way she asked made Haruhi wonder if this were a regular occurrence, but a swift kick of déjà vu stopped her from asking more. The last time she was in a situation like this, she ended up being abducted into a bizarre new world: the Host Club. Haruhi definitely didn’t need more debt to pay off. Might as well get out of this one as quickly as possible
( ... )
Koizumi was on his way back to his room when he happened across them. He didn't want to go back. He had so much to do still. More residents to contact about the meeting, preparations to make... but he hadn't actually slept since sunrise, and his body was starting to revolt against the abuse. Any long or complicated trains of thought degraded into mush, the last time he'd sat down he nearly fell asleep, and he had a lovely headache.
None of this, of course, would stop him from talking to the two residents he hadn't met before. Productivity before sleep- no, that wasn't how it went. A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow? No- oh, never mind. He wouldn't be able to rest in peace knowing that he had passed up an opportunity to, to- whatsicallit. Spread the word, but sounding less like a preacher and more like- never mind"Excuse me?" He asked, approaching them slowly. They seemed nice enough, but one of them had a gun and this house could put anyone on edge, so he wasn't about to make any sudden movements. "Do you two have a moment
( ... )
Rosette easily noticed how on edge this boy seemed to be, and...quickly deemed him a small enough threat that she relaxed somewhat. She lowered her gun, as she watched him, even if only a little bit - it was still easily more than ready to fire, but she wasn't aiming directly at the other, or anything like that. It was, at the very least, an improvement, right? He was making enough signs, himself, that he wasn't any, too, anyway...
She watched him try to explain away his arrival, and open the door with something that might have been like...slight amusement, almost. She smiled, even if she shouldn't have really gotten any sort of humour out of the situation. "Yeah, you're new." she said, simply, and was about to open her mouth to explain that the door would not open (no matter how hard any of them tried), when she suddenly realised someone else was there. She glanced up at him, as he entered, and frowned somewhat, gun beginning to rise again, at the new person in the room, who she wasn't sure if he was a threat or not
( ... )
To the girl's confirmation, Haruhi let go of the handle and turned back in her direction, eyes wide and clearly confused. The hushed smile forming on the others' lips made her feel a little silly, but her attention quickly switched to the next person entering the room, and the gun again, as it found a new target. It was a little unnerving; the girl acted like she was waiting for something to jump out and grab her.
"Y-you can put the gun away," Haruhi tried, assuming that the boy was no threat. After all, "This is just a school..."
Which, really, was what confused her. Ouran was being remodeled all the time, usually by the students and their endless budgets, so despite the weird door and the girl's weirder comments, she honestly wouldn't be surprised if this were just another extension, or a project that the Club had picked to mix things up. But, in these strangers were inconsistencies that forced her to reconsider. They were obviously breaking the school's dress code by not wearing the uniform, but more importantly, she doubted that
( ... )
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"New?" The way she asked made Haruhi wonder if this were a regular occurrence, but a swift kick of déjà vu stopped her from asking more. The last time she was in a situation like this, she ended up being abducted into a bizarre new world: the Host Club. Haruhi definitely didn’t need more debt to pay off. Might as well get out of this one as quickly as possible ( ... )
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None of this, of course, would stop him from talking to the two residents he hadn't met before. Productivity before sleep- no, that wasn't how it went. A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow? No- oh, never mind. He wouldn't be able to rest in peace knowing that he had passed up an opportunity to, to- whatsicallit. Spread the word, but sounding less like a preacher and more like- never mind"Excuse me?" He asked, approaching them slowly. They seemed nice enough, but one of them had a gun and this house could put anyone on edge, so he wasn't about to make any sudden movements. "Do you two have a moment ( ... )
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She watched him try to explain away his arrival, and open the door with something that might have been like...slight amusement, almost. She smiled, even if she shouldn't have really gotten any sort of humour out of the situation. "Yeah, you're new." she said, simply, and was about to open her mouth to explain that the door would not open (no matter how hard any of them tried), when she suddenly realised someone else was there. She glanced up at him, as he entered, and frowned somewhat, gun beginning to rise again, at the new person in the room, who she wasn't sure if he was a threat or not ( ... )
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"Y-you can put the gun away," Haruhi tried, assuming that the boy was no threat. After all, "This is just a school..."
Which, really, was what confused her. Ouran was being remodeled all the time, usually by the students and their endless budgets, so despite the weird door and the girl's weirder comments, she honestly wouldn't be surprised if this were just another extension, or a project that the Club had picked to mix things up. But, in these strangers were inconsistencies that forced her to reconsider. They were obviously breaking the school's dress code by not wearing the uniform, but more importantly, she doubted that ( ... )
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