WINTER TERM OPENING CEREMONY AND CLASS START

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WINTER TERM OPENING CEREMONY AND CLASS START
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The snowfall has only intensified as Daybreak moves into the first day of Winter Term classes. A school-wide orientation will be held in the auditorium, followed by an open period where tours will be given to new students by student volunteers. After a noon lunch in the main hall, short introduction classes will be held where the syllabi will be distributed and professors can give a brief overview of what they’ll be covering over the term.

A. ORIENTATION ASSEMBLY

With a new school year comes a fresh address. The orientation assembly is one of the few times that the Headmistress and High Seer, Mila Duchene, speaks to the gathered faculty and students about their purpose and why they’ve been found and gathered here. About how Nightfall looms ever closer, and how together they will be the flames who light the coming darkness.

It is, in the manner of many orientation speeches, fairly long-winded. Those who have been here for more than a year have likely heard this speech before, though it’s slightly more urgent this time. Maybe it’s a good time to get to know the people on either side of you a little better while the Headmistress talks, because you’ll be here for a while. Or maybe you’ve planned ahead, and you have something to entertain you at orientation - much to the shared entertainment or dismay of others in your vicinity, perhaps.

Or you could actually be listening to the speech. It’s up to you.


B. SCHOOL TOUR

For students fresh to the academy, the sprawling nature and architecture of Daybeak Academy can be quite intimidating. Fortunately, helpful student volunteers have been tapped to help escort the new students around and give them a feel for campus. Student volunteers are typically chosen for both their experience on campus and helpful nature. While some scripts are provided, students are encouraged to ad-lib and put their own spin on campus and what they like about it. New students are, of course, encouraged to ask as many questions as they can to make sure they fully understand and familiarize themselves with the campus as quickly as possible.

C. SNACK STATION

During the first three days after the Holiday break, throughout the campus grounds are small stations manned by the kitchen staff and volunteers, the smell of hot chocolate, cider, and frying bread fills the air, stirring the appetite and promising warmth on this cold winter’s day.

Every booth has hot chocolate, some spiced with cinnamon and nutmeg, others rich and creamy, but always with an option for marshmallows, peppermint bark or caramel drizzles - with non-alcoholic hot cider for those with an allergy to chocolate. For food options, naturally being France there are crepes of all types and beignets on offer, with jam- or custard-filled berliners, while those looking for a more savory fare will be treated to rissoles - a fried bread stuffed with minced meat or bechamel sauce and cod.

While the drinks are on tap and readily available, it may take a few moments to get the treats out, so might as well make conversation while a fresh batch is made.

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Comments

[betheman]

[Very tough nut. And right now he's looking a little exasperated because honestly???

This is the exact shit his best friend would be pulling now (just, without the Bird)!!

With a fairly exaggerated (if not entirely honest) expression of resignation himself, he very quietly whispers-]

What...do you need it for..?

[deuteranope]

[Wheeee, he got him talking. Mav will be equally quiet, blinking innocent grey eyes.]

Need something to write with to take notes, right?

[betheman]

[.............................Boy he does not believe you.]

...If it is not used for notes...upon paper, [He mutters, slowly getting a pen from his pocket,] Then only you shall be held responsible for your actions.

[Also he'll tell on you, straight up. That said.

He doesn't hand the pen over yet.] ...So. Where is your paper.

[Smarter than one would think!]

[deuteranope]

[Well, technically he just asked a question. That question didn't necessarily have to do with anything else that was happening. Pen: acquired, with no promises made.

He pulls out his folded up piece of paper again, twiddling it between his fingers before hunching his shoulders to create his own shell of concentration and starting to write. He even looks up on occasion before nodding and getting back to writing. Very good boy, now.

Until he sticks Gon's pen in his mouth, taps him on the shoulder again, and offers up a paper fortune teller.]

Psst. Pick a color.

[...because despite the pen's color, this little cootie catcher is beautiful decorated in multiple colors of ink, now. The four options presented to Gon are Aube, Lumière, Savant, and Hell.]

[betheman]

[..........................................

His only response is the sheer look of disapproval you have betrayed his intentions for the pen, therefore he refuses to encourage you further!]

[deuteranope]

[Awwwwh, buddy? That’s no fun! He pinches the fortune teller together into a sort of puppet and uses the newly-formed mouth to bite at Gon’s shoulder.

Pick a colorrrrr.]

[betheman]

[NO!!!

It will take more than nibbles to sway him, Maverick!!]

[deuteranope]

[If a paper fortune teller puppet could look sad, dude... Just imagine the puppy dog eyes. When he’s done pretending like the paper is pouting, Maverick goes back to little bites, starting at Gon’s elbow and working up. Some bites are soft, some are harder pinches but still not enough to really hurt, and then...he reaches his target. The fortune teller’s folded mouth grabs onto the little knot holding his crossed sash together and tugs which later on he might realize could technically be sexual harassment, whoops.

Pick. A. Color.]

[betheman]

[Very. Very slowly. Gongenzaka is gently moving one hand toward where that paper pincher is going. And while the knot is certainly tugged, there is a speedy snatch at the ends, before Gon's fist closes tightly over it. Hopefully your fortune teller escaped, but as it is-

He somehow doesn't look mad- somehow. ...Definitely looks intimidating though.] Do not.

[deuteranope]

[If Gon was a girl, or at least not so masculine, Maverick would be suitably spooked. He's had too many scrapes with muscleheads to think this is anything but predictable...even if he's impressed at how he's keeping his cool.]

Pick one, ["says" the fortune teller puppet, crinkling gently as its mouth is moved.]

[betheman]

No.

[He is still very firm. Maybe if he was some kind of actual musclehead this would be going even more predictably.

With a snapped fuse.

But this is Gongenzaka.

And he will not budge.

...Nor even try to confiscate the paper puppet, oddly. One would think even the most stalwart would try, but That's Someone's Property after all.]

...And return my pen.

[deuteranope]

[What good patience this wall of a boy has! Maverick will shrug and gesture to his mouth with the puppet, where he's adjusted the pen to balance on his stuck out tongue. All yours, bud. Unfortunately for Mav, doing this means he can't annoyingly needle with more pleas for Gongenzaka to pick.]

[betheman]

[Good, good...and indeed, he can never annoyingly needle for things ever again or at least until the pen is gone.

Also if you think he'll be grossed out by that you've never seen a pile of bears wrestle.

As it is- he reties his sash first, and then gently picks the pen with a finger and thumb before moving it to his backpack below. He'll clean that off...later.

Later....]

[deuteranope]

[Telling Mav that this kid's a werebear would be the easiest way to get him to leave him alone, honestly, because he wants nothing to do with that, but!! alas.

The puppet seems to follow Gongenzaka's actions with imaginary eyes, interested in the careful way he acts and then seemingly trying to look inside the backpack. Then Mav's wrist flicks back up and he lightly pokes the point of the fortune teller's "nose" into Gon's jaw.]

Hey. Why do you hate your fellow students?

[betheman]

I do not, [He mutters quietly.]

You are being...'Disruptive'.

[deuteranope]

[That's a kind way to put it!]

Just trying to get to know you~

[betheman]

[..................................................

Get to know this then!

And by 'this', he means...No responding.

None.

No words for you.]

[deuteranope]

[No fun...! This is definitely undue hatred coming his way. Oh well, time to try and go for that sash tied around his head, now...]

[betheman]

[Problem with this- Gongenzaka is built like a wall.

And can turn his head.

How can you reach...OVER AND AROUND HIM, WITHOUT ALERTING LITERALLY EVERYONE HEREEEEEE MAVVVVVV,]

[deuteranope]

[This is a problem for the paper puppet. What to do...!

He can pretend to keep trying to peck at the sash with childish frustration while he caaaarefully moves his foot to find anything he can mess with while Gongenzaka's distracted. Maybe undoing his shoelace or nudge something out of his bag.]

[betheman]

[The bag is a no- it's closed. And the shoe...lace?

...

Gongenzaka isn't wearing traditional shoes. Somehow this madman is wearing iron geta, no socks at all. So that's a bummer.

Or is it?

That's a Whole Darn Foot you can mess with Mav,]

[deuteranope]

[why does he

what is

why????

...a whole darn foot...]

Fine, fine...

[He apparently gives up with a sigh and stuffs the fortune teller into his pocket before seeming to get distracted and leaning down to fix up his shoelaces -- because of course his were ratty and coming undone, how convenient. Side note, he still ties his shoes bunny ears style because I said so.

Now that he's not suspicious...he gonna tickle the feets.]

[betheman]

[BECAUSE....GON.

Gongenzaka's attention lingers a bit, but eventually moves back to the speech. Fortunate, for Mav-

Because abruptly-] GFRMGN-!

[THAT. THAT WAS A SOUND.]