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

[deuteranope]

Tritanopia.

[Easy...]

That just sounds fucking dumb. If there’s some asshole in charge of giving out powers, they’re fucking up by making your sight ADHD enough to fuck you over. Good thing it’s probably just fucking random.

[made_up_names]

That's the one.

[ A small shrug! ]

Right? I think it's part of the spider Blight powers package maybe. And it works for spiders but not so much for humans.

[deuteranope]

[Crooks an eyebrow...so he is a spidery boy...]

...Did you give yourself spiderweb strings because you got fucked up by a spider? That is adorable in the way that it’s something a fucking dumbass would do.

[made_up_names]

What? They're useful and stuff. I swing around New York and stop bad guys.

[deuteranope]

Oh my fucking Saint Ricktoria.

[THAT’S?????]

You are such a fucking nerd, holy shit? Like fuck, you’re not just the posterboy of #FREETHEBEATS, you’re the prime fucking target of his fucking school. Goddamn, what’s it fucking like to be such a good little boy?

[...the line between making fun of him and being genuinely delighted by his existence is...slim...]

[made_up_names]

[ Hey. I mean, that's also super legit but. Rude, Mav. He's actually a little embarrassed this time, pinking a bit. ]

Look, man. It's just really important to me, okay? Great power and responsibility and junk.

[deuteranope]

Heh. Guess that’s why I’ve got such a shitty power and no gogo gadgets. I’m a shitty kid fucking allergic to responsibility.

[He really does applaud the effort...! Just. Nah. Nah, and what the fuck, sweet summer child.]

But hey, you know fucking what, thanks for working hard so I don’t fucking have to.

[made_up_names]

[ Shut up, his uncle died. ]

Oh come on, your power can't be that bad. What is it?

[deuteranope]

[Whose uncle doesn't, someday?]

I mean, I like it fine enough, but objectively speaking, it fucking sucks. I just got no fucking ambition besides "maybe fucking graduate this time". I change the colors of words. Me, the colorblind asshole.

[made_up_names]

...

Seriously? And it's just words, not like - everything?

[deuteranope]

[He told you.]

Yyyup. Well, I mean -- I don't fucking know. Words and stuff that can be used to write words,I guess. Like, it works on my fucking tattoos, but I can't change this fucking godawful hair color.

[made_up_names]

Okay, I take it back. That is super useless.

[deuteranope]

[Have the laziest bird flipped your way, Peter. He's still allowed to retaliate even if he said it first. Saving him from brooding on the inside, though, is their destination! Ooh, ahh! Aube dorms!]

Come on, she's this way.

[...a pretty big tip-off to something being sketchy about this is Maverick looking over his shoulder now and again on his way over to one of the first floor rooms, then pressing his ear to the door to listen. It's probably fine.]

[made_up_names]

[ Whatever, having the bird flipped at him is a sign of affection by now. Thanks New York. ]

I'm coming, I'm coming.

[ Even if this is... uh, a little fishy? He pauses behind Mav, confused. ]

What's wrong?

[deuteranope]

Shh.

[Juuust another moment... Sounds clear. And a test of the knob tells him it's unlocked, thankfully. That's fucking dumb, though, why did this asshole leave it unlocked...

Anyway, come on, we're breaking into 105.]

Ricktoria~

[He can't make an extravagant entrance, or anything, for fear of spooking her, but his mood has obviously been uplifted a great deal. His smile grows even more when he spots his target and crouches down at the edge of Kanata's bed, where a fluffy white cat blinks mismatched eyes at him, Peter, then him again.

Behold the saint. She's a fucking cat.]

Heyyy, princess. You napping? Want some snacks?

[made_up_names]

That's a cat.

[deuteranope]

[It sure is.]

Fuck yeah, she's a cat. She's a fucking great cat, I mean look at her. Goddamn.

[made_up_names]

[ He can't deny that, admittedly. Cute face, adorable eyes, fluffy fur ... She's a fantastic cat, and if Mav told him they were visiting a cat he'd be pretty psyched.

... As it is he's still psyched just. Lied to! Emotionally compromised! ]

Well - okay. True. But if she's magical then I'm literally a werespider.

[deuteranope]

[welcome to life with maverick, the boy who dreams of being the biggest little shit even if that makes no fucking sense.]

Uh, fucking excuse you? That's my cat you're slandering. [He beckons Peter closer, since of course he made the other carry the food, that's not even a question.] Besides, day after I became her dad? Met another fucking cat, and that cat was like "hey, jackass, call your mom". Magical as shit.

[also for the record, this is ricktoria.]

[made_up_names]

[ Cute. He approaches with the bowl of fish in tow, offering her a choice tidbit. ]

What, seriously? We are talking about an actual talking cat and not just a cat this time, right?

[deuteranope]

[Oh, hm, quite interesting, what an exquisite scent. Ricktoria must investigate these offerings.

He waves him off. Details, details...! And then he answers anyway.]

So he said it in not so many words, who gives a fuck? Mystery Cat had a message and he fucking delivered it.

[So...quite possibly just a cat. Unfortunately, the reality that even Maverick isn't aware of is that it isn't a cat at all, just one of the other kids on his floor.]

[made_up_names]

[ Pete will happily keep the bowl close to her. Just let him pet her a little maybe? He is very, very gentle with her. ]

Dude, I'm pretty sure that's also just a cat. And I like cats a lot, but you can't keep getting my hopes up like that.

[ He's gonna be pretty surprised when it turns out to be a person. ]

[deuteranope]

[Ricktoria would loooove to be pet while she eats, thank you, kind sir. Mav, meanwhile, is over here jealous and resting his chin on the bed because he falsely assumed she would hate that and didn't have the guts to try. He's secretly afraid his parttime cat is going to hate him no matter how much he admires and loves her instantly. Peter gets some admiration, too, for his comparative guts.]

Yeah, yeah. You don't know shit. I know what's fucking happened since meeting these little shits, and I'm pretty fucking sure it's better than I would've gotten from meeting some asshole guardian spirit.

[made_up_names]

[ Yessssss good, thanks Saint Ricktoria. He's gonna pet the heck out of this adorable kitty, yes he will. ]

Hey, man, that's okay too. I'm not knocking it, like I said. She can be the patron cat or something.

[deuteranope]

Ricktoria's the best cat.

[She's a good kitty, but aaaaaa, Ricktoriaaaa... Please don't like posterboy more than him just because he's a good good posterboy that fights crime!!! This food is here because Mav wanted it to be!]

-- oh, uh, just so you know, the music thing's legit, didn't exaggerate on that one.