[Rapunzel is going to be spending the day outside of her room today. Outside of the building, in fact. She's bundled herself up in the warmest clothes she's got and gone out into the snow for a very specific purpose.

As she heads out, she turns on the video feed so she can send out her message. Her nose and cheeks are slightly red from the cold, but ( Read more... )

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The sirens start without warning, blazing for several minutes before the headmaster's voice comes onto the intercom.]

All students and staff evacuate into the quad. Staff, make sure all the students are present and accounted for!

[Those are his only instructions ( Read more... )

[Jasmine's communicator had slipped off a pile of scrolls, the machine hitting the ground and spurring to life. A clear picture a dorm room was shown, unmistakably Arabian, with its many ornate and exotic furniture pieces and various forms of Agrabian treasure showcased about. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out that the space was Jasmine's, ( Read more... )

[Kronk managed to get most of his initial, fumbly confusion out of the way before he touched the button to turn on his communicator. He squints at the screen as if he expects to see someone peeking back at him.]So you guys were asked to come out here, too? Spooky. It's kinda mysterious how we all got these invitations to come out here to a big ( Read more... )

[Rapunzel has been keeping to herself in her room ever since the mist went away. She hasn't spoken much to anyone, and has simply taken to sitting by her window and staring outside. Only Pascal has been her companion, and even then she hasn't really physically said much to him. Still, he's on her shoulder as always, his body a bluish-gray color as ( Read more... )

[Lottie had set her communicator on her desk, and without realizing that it would turn on, dumped her lesson plan notebooks on top. The spiral-bound books slide off though, revealing Lottie sitting down at her desk and going through a small pile of mail. If someone had good eyes, they might be able to make out that one of the return addresses is ( Read more... )

[The feed flicks on without too much difficulty, showing a young girl with raven hair in a barely-touched dorm room. Joe West, from the looks of it. The only signs of her current occupation are the duffel bag, with what seems to be a red and black sweater of some sort hanging out of it, and a backpack on the floor.]Um, I’m supposed to introduce ( Read more... )

Miss Rapunzel. Miss Jane.

This message is to inform you that there will a class this evening at six bells in the first watch, to be held on top of the Hoover dormitory. [So she's trying to teach her students to keep time in Navy terms. She can't help it.] You will not require the books I assigned. I advise you bring your star charts, for I will ( Read more... )

[The video image flickers on, and there’s a soft sound of rustling as the device is in the middle of being turned over. Grass comes into view briefly before it all blurs again only to stop once more with a lovely view of the sky above the Academy. Something green passes too close to the camera for it to come into focus, then the communicator is ( Read more... )

[The feed flickers on, revealing Franny Robinson grinning rather proudly to herself. There is a clear view of an office behind her caught halfway between the world of organization and chaos; sheet music littered everywhere, partially unpacked boxes, and piles upon piles of books.]

Ah, there we go! Wow, this is so much older than what we have at ( Read more... )