The Best To Come Ain't Happened Yet

[missrecalled_mods]

Once again the cart with the TV had been wheeled out. There was less in the way of rotten vegetation on hand that here had been for the King's speech - because most of it had been eaten - but not none. The teachers had let the students know that there would be something to watch, but not what. Just when. Attendance was in no way mandatory.

The teachers all showed up however, and the tension was heavy in the air as the broadcast started.

At one point, Lady Tremaine could be heard to mutter under her breath "One last chance to prove who you really are."

But then the feed cut. Whatever the new Queen had meant to say or do was not for the likes of those on the Isle.

Comments

Mother Gothel - OTA - Her classroom

[misery_called_npcs]

"Oh, she was crowned queen? Is that all? I wouldn't be caught dead in that dress, hideous colour," Mother Gothel said before gliding off to her classroom, eyes locked on the selfie screen of her broken down cellphone.

Lady Tremaine - OTA - Her classroom

[misery_called_npcs]

"I suppose it is too much to hope that she cut the cameras to turn into a dragon and eat them all," Lady Tremaine said, looking down her nose at the now dark screen. She sniffed once, and then turned and strode into her classroom.

Doctor Facilier - OTA - His office

[misery_called_npcs]

The headmaster stayed in the hall, eyeing the screen with his arms crossed. His thoughts inscrutable. Finally he seemed to realize that he was no longer alone. "Don't you children have somewhere to be?" he asked before wheeling the TV card back towards his office.

Professor Yen Sid - OTA - The Labs

[misery_called_npcs]

Professor Yen Sid had watched everything calmly, and then nodded once to himself. "There is much to discuss, for those who wish to follow me," he said before returning to his basement labs.

Open Mingle

[missrecalled_mods]

The hallway was clear now of the TV cart and the adults. But the basket of mouldering vegetation was left behind. As were the Misery-called, who in theory at least, were students. They were left to talk amongst themselves. Or not. As they so chose.

Xion - OTARe: Open Mingle

[nobodys_puppet]

She had heard they were supposed to watch something again. She went because she hoped that Axel would be there, that she'd know he was okay. But... nothing about Axel was said. Or Xehanort. She still knew nothing. She still had no way to get to Axel.

The small figure in the black coat slumped and then tried to slip away without being noticed.

[seacub]

Not so fast-

He's spent plenty of time with Conan to try and cement some kind of workable life here, but it's nothing they ever intended to withhold from anyone. To that end-

"Oh- wait..!"

He chases after. "I've been trying to find- I have to tell you something..!"

[seacub]

"Er..."

It's no doubt after he's chased after Xion to tell her about the hide away in the auditorium- though who knows if she's going to bite that line- that he seeks out Doctor Facilier. There's a bit of a grimace- but fortunately at least, it's probably time for Gothel's class.

"...I'm pretty sure I'd actually be told to be more selfish about it, actually," he admits quite honestly.

Perhaps Facilier has been able to get a better picture of the boy, beyond 'somehow certain 'this place' is 'nicer to live in' than his last one. He's seemed shaken- perpetually so, yet nothing...absolutely nothing has seemed to draw out that same core upset. He's definitely been all over the place with the other 'kid', not to mention getting as much talking with Yen Sid done as possible- if they're stuck here, they're getting clean water going, and who knows how the food has been handled.

He has occasionally paused however, as if burned. Pulled away from chatter, connection, and gone silent. No doubt other members of Staff contributed their own takes- in particular Lady Tremaine can net an impressive rise out of the boy at times before he relents, shuts down, and leaves.

And of course- something that anyone can figure out without rumor, or informant, or recon- he seems to genuinely, actually, think of Doctor Facilier as someone...

...Well. Someone worth talking to apparently.

"Doctor Facilier? ...Can..." He pauses, catching himself with a slight wince before correcting- "....I have some questions."

[nobodys_puppet]

She almost skidded to a stop when he told her to wait, but then hearing him give chase? Someone running after her? She took off, running. Everything else was lost in her panic to escape. Someone was chasing her and she had no weapon. No magic. So she had to escape.

[misery_called_npcs]

"Can you have some questions? History has proven you can, boy. Well then you might as well ask them, and we'll see what I feel like answering. I'd warn you that I'm not in a good mood, but none of you've ever seen me in a good mood."

[seacub]

"What-" Oh come on!!

Yes, unfortunately, he has to run. "We met before didn't we..?!" Well. Briefly. Very briefly. Probably not really anything that could be called a meeting actually, but she seemed nervous!

"We can't be divided like this, there's only so many of us here..!"

[seacub]

Well now he just winces more. The correction was Not supposed to be part of the aborted statement.

Oh well. "...That's sort of a comfort, knowing that," he admits honestly. After all, that means it'll probably be no 'worse' a conversation than he's had before.

"I wanted to ask...right now, in this place, what do you want most?"

A moment, and he adds- "...other than not being here. ...I think that's pretty much everyone..."

[nobodys_puppet]

Had they? She thought... maybe? Maybe. If she was less panicked, maybe she could think more clearly, but ever since she got here... panic has all that's kept her going.

She skidded to a stop at the thorn wall and memory came back to her, breaking through the panic. She swallowed hard and forced herself to turn, trembling like a leaf.

[misery_called_npcs]

He leaned back in his chair. "An interesting question..." he pulled out his cards and started shuffling them. "You will, of course, tell me why you're asking..."

[seacub]

"It's not for bad, or good reasons," he offers in reply. "...We're already working on water."

So, it's for helping out. Of course it is. That should count as Good, but he's probably figured out a loophole there.

[seacub]

"Hahhh...hahhh....hahhh..."

Emporio comes to a stop, holding his knees as he catches his breath. "Hfff....thanks..."

Ahem. "I wanted to ask...the other here with us, who wasn't from here, we were working on a place that was safe to hide and rest...you should be able to know where it is."

So, if she wants to know, he's going to tell her.

[misery_called_npcs]

"Working... on water...?" Like what, they were building boats? In what water? Yes, he was openly confused.

[nobodys_puppet]

"A... a place... to hide...?" she whispered. But if thy knew where it was too... how could it be a place to hide?

[seacub]

"How does the water you normally have here taste?"

. . . Eh-

[misery_called_npcs]

....Ah.

"Like the punishment it was clearly intended to be," he said, a hint of a snarl in his voice. "The people in Auradon put us here to suffer, after all."

[seacub]

"Then why should we take that?" Thanks Mother Gothel, he loves your class second Mother Gothel,

Hm.

"Conan and I have figured out water filtration. We're working on a way to heat it now, so we can take showers. So..."

So, he repeats. "...Other than leaving, what is the thing you want most right now?"

[seacub]

"Right. There's only three of us. You, me, and Conan. So we found a place, him and I, where we could set up somewhere to sleep without being found. It's safe- you don't have to come if you don't want to...but..."

A swallow.

"...But it wouldn't be fair, if we didn't offer it to you either."

[misery_called_npcs]

"You think you two can fix the water situ... ah. You have ben working with Professor Yen Sid then, I suspect." He flipped cards from one hand to another, considering the ramifications of that.

[nobodys_puppet]

"But... if you know where it is..." plural you in this case, but... this language didn't seem to make that clear.... "Then... how can I hide there...?" she was so confused. And desperate.

[seacub]

"Yes." He won't lie about that.

"But that's not the only reason- if anything, we only went to him for the science help. This is something we came up with alone," he emphasizes.

"...Do you think we can't?"