Don't You Wanna Make Mischief Your Daily Routine

[missrecalled_mods]

Every once in a while, the teachers remember that this is actually a school and they're supposed to be teaching. Some of them may have pointed out that there are so few of you that it is hardly worth their time, while others... Well, let's just say that you might be getting some... extra special attention....


(OOC: School logs will be officially active until the next mini event or school log that goes up after. You may tag into any header more than once, just put a day of the week or some other marker to indicate a new day. Or you can hand wave having gone to classes and just use these as an idea for what was taught in this span of time. Most months will have either one or two school logs, depending on the event and mini event schedule.)

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The Headmaster's office

[misery_called_npcs]

Doctor Facilier has taken to leaving his office door open. Invitation or threat? You decide. But he has been keeping an eye on things. And sometimes he is even spotted hanging out in the doorframe, watching people scurrying past.

Someone was not at all about to admit it if he was actually bored. Not a chance. And if you got that impression, well that's your problem, not his, isn't it?

Lady Tremaine

[misery_called_npcs]

Lady Tremaine was very much giving any student who had the misfortune of crossing her threshold special attention. For those who have had that dubious honor... well... sorry.

As for those who do not cross her threshold a second time? She knows you now. She knows you are here. And she will find you. And you will regret it....

Mother Gothel

[misery_called_npcs]

Has she actually noticed that you are there? That any time has passed since you were there last? Hard to tell, sometimes. But at least the chances were low that another teacher would drag you put if you were actually in class, so Mother Gothel's Selfies class might seem a safe place to hide. Maybe? Your milage may vary....

Professor Yen Sid

[misery_called_npcs]

Yen Sid had his lab set up, an impressive display of test tubes and beakers and bunsen burners sat upon his long counter like desk. It frankly looked like a Rube Goldberg level chem experiment was about to take place. And none of the chemicals were labeled in any way that would make sense to those who have not studied with him thus far. Well, that wasn't fully true. A few were labeled in such a way that made it clear that handling the contents could be dangerous. Mostly by a label that read "If you choose to destroy yourself, that is your choice". But the rest of the labels were odd personal symbols. Stars with various numbers of points. The moon in various phases, the sun with various rays in different directions. It was almost like another language, and a subtle one at that. But not one that you would have to learn alone.

"Ah yes, come in come in. We have much to cover and time as ever grows short, my young pupil."

Outside of Class Mingle

[missrecalled_mods]

Of course, not all time in school is spent in class, even in Dragon Hall. In fact with only three teachers- four, counting the headmaster- the semi-willing students would find themselves with a significant amount of time on their hands. What food there is isn't great, to say the least, but talking with someone else while eating may help distract from that. And forming a study group may help with the always dreaded homework.

Of course, with most of the rest of the area still blocked off, there's probably a lot of time spent hanging out in the school that has nothing to do with actual schoolwork, just for lack of options. Maybe a bit of exploring could lead to something more interesting? Or at least maybe something useful in one of the unintentionally abandoned lockers.

[deductiongeek]

It hadn't taken Conan long to figure out which classes he actually needed to make an appearance at, and which ones were safe to ignore. Unfortunately this left him with a great deal of time on his hands. Normally Conan filled his time with complicated cases. But ironically this so-called island of villains was suspiciously free of crime. Conan couldn't even remember the last time he'd gone this long without stumbling across a murder or kidnapping case.

And he did not deal with boredom well.

Outside of class Conan can be found searching for anything that could keep his interest. He searched lockers, cataloged the trash outside, mapped out the school grounds and basically stuck in his nose in every place he was allowed and quite a few places he wasn't.

[deductiongeek]

If there was one thing Conan was completely unable to resist, especially when he was bored out of his mind, it was puzzles and riddles. The labeling system here was enough to catch his interest. Moon phases? He could think of dozens of different ways to turn that into a functioning code.

"What are we covering today?" Conan asks as he climbs up into a chair. The classrooms here had definitely not been designed with a student of his size in mind, but that was really only the start of everything that was wrong with the facilities here.

[deductiongeek]

It was unfortunate, but Conan had reluctantly added this class to the list of ones he actually attended. Lady Tremaine seemed to be one of the few so-called teachers here who actually cared to take attendance.

Well, at least it was something to break up the monotony.

"What are we working on today, Lady Tremaine?"

[nobodys_puppet]

And he'd probably spot more than once a furtive shadow of a figure that kept trying to hide from him. But there were only so many places she could hide, and she wasn't used to hiding from a genius. IT probably wouldn't take him long to corner her, if he wanted to try.

[misery_called_npcs]

"Today we are going to examine in detail something you disdain. You need to Think now, and explain to me all the ways it would be to your personal advantage... to be a thief." Her smile was far from pleasant.

[deductiongeek]

There were only so many actual students here. Conan wasn't about to let one pass by without meeting her. Especially since she seemed so keen on avoiding him.

For the first few times he doesn't follow her, giving her the time to come forward on her own. When that doesn't happen he puts in the effort to appear in front of her.

"Hello!" he says brightly. "I don't think we've met."

[nobodys_puppet]

She hunched her shoulders, wishing she could fade into the wall behind her. Why did Somebodies keep talking to her. She shook her head no, because they hadn't, and just... hoped he'd be satisfied with that and would leave her alone.

She didn't expect it, though. Somebodies rarely did.

[deductiongeek]

He doesn't see any point in concealing his annoyance at the assignment, although he still bites back a comment concerning her definition of theft versus the legal definition.

"Very well," he says irritably. "First, it would give me access to materials and information otherwise out of reach."

[misery_called_npcs]

"Explain how that would help you."

[deductiongeek]

Conan tilts his head. She seemed to be afraid of him. Which was interesting, because very few people could claim to be intimidated by him at his current height. He was all of three feet tall, after all.

"What's your name? I'm Conan Edogawa."

[nobodys_puppet]

Look, just because he is moogle sized doesn't mean he isn't terrifying.

"X...Xion..." she all but whispered, hunching in more.

[deductiongeek]

It would help me if this was the only way to obtain important information. Or it could save time by going directly for the source rather than taking the time to obtain it through more round about and legal methods.

[deductiongeek]

"Xion then. Are you a student here? Did you get pulled here like the rest of us?"

[nobodys_puppet]

She hesitated, not sure which question to answer. She pulled on her hood, making sure it was still covering her face. "I have... I have to leave..." she mumbled, shaking a bit. Well, possibly more than a bit.

[deductiongeek]

"Why?"

None of them had anywhere they could go.

[nobodys_puppet]

"I have to save Axel..." she said, hunching in more, trying not to cry.

[misery_called_npcs]

"So how often have you done this?"

[deductiongeek]

"Who's Axel? Is he or she here?"

[nobodys_puppet]

She didn't want to answer. She really didn't. "How do we go there?" she asked, after a long moment of hoping he would just go away.

[deductiongeek]

"Go where?"

Conan didn't let go of mysteries once he came across them.