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[klavierkavalier]

[ Action: Mayfield High (Morning) ]

Today, students, you have a free hour to do whatever you would like. In fact, you are free to leave if you would like. There will be no homework for the next week.

[He smiles and sits down at his desk, looking over the class fondly.

Smiles.

Smiles.

Smiles.

You might want to take that leaving option.]

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Comments

high school

[fireandiceland]

[No, this is creepy.]

Did you hit your head or something?

[klavierkavalier]

No, I feel quite well! It is kind of you to ask.

[fireandiceland]

You're being weird.

[klavierkavalier]

How so?

Last Action...

[tomatatas]

[Romana beams when she opens the door.

It's just as disturbing as Austria's smiling]

Oh, hello! How can I help you, sir?

[klavierkavalier]

[He holds out the basket, smiling.]

Please. Take one!

[No really. Take one.]

[tomatatas]

[Beaming back. Run for the fucking hills]

Oh, only if you'll come in and share it with me over a nice cup of coffee!

[klavierkavalier]

[Like a goddamn horror movie.]

I would be honoured.

[chastesaw]

That seems a bit counterproductive to our intended purpose here of schoolfeeding.

[klavierkavalier]

Now now, teacher knows best!

[chastesaw]

I suppose that is a tautology given that your position as an instructor was dependent on your possessing superior knowledge to human wigglers yes.

But it's still odd.

[klavierkavalier]

And yet you still question me!

Action ⤑

[tranches]

[ Well, well look who arrived at Stockings new home, well her sisters house anyways. Stocking will open, wearing a big black dress, her hair tied up and a ice cream in her mouth. ]

Move out of my way and get lost.

[klavierkavalier]

That's not very kind! Please take one.

[He shoves the basket right under her nose.]

[tranches]

I um-

[ She looks at the basket. Omg sweets. Must ignore and avoid.

So she rips the basket from him, throws it inside and stares. ]

What the hell is wrong with you? First you kick me out of my own house now you come to mock me? Go suck on dick asshole.

[klavierkavalier]

[He watches the pastries tip out of the basket, his smile still bright but... mildly threatening.

He grabs her wrist.]

That is not very nice!

[gezellighe]

[Wow, no. He's not really okay with this Austria. Holland begins to suspect that today is a lot like the 4th of July; he still remembers how firmly he believed he'd lived in Mayfield his entire life. After a moment of staring at Austria, he's just going to cross the street to avoid him.]

[klavierkavalier]

[He's spotted Holland. As he crosses the street Austria makes a broad gesture with his hand, attempting to get Holland to come over to him.]

[gezellighe]

[Walking by, walking by . . . Austria who are you. ]

[klavierkavalier]

Holland!

[It sounds cheery.

But it's on order. :|]