The room itself, outside of where you two are and the model and the piano, feels like you can barely grasp it exists, the dimensions feel wrong, like the room is infinitesimally smaller but millions of time larger than you know it should be::
*Yoko carefully opens the door more, as quietly as she can, and tries to glance over the rest of the room for the missing students, trying to ignore the weird warped feeling of this whole area and without catching the models attention.*
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::Ponders.::
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Oh? Well I guess not everyone likes to acknowledge that there are things out there that they may not understand or can make any sense off.
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It's. Nice having... maybe ambition isn't the right word... Someone who's... action first?
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And as the Principal, it's my job to make sure I know what's going on and find the best ways to keep the students and staff here safe.
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::Smiles.::
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Quite true. Though we'll have to see exactly what this specific situation brings us.
I like to try and resolve things a bit more peacefully these days, if I can, but if things are too dangerous and those kids are in trouble, well...
*She motions to the baseball bat*
We do have other options.
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::Laughs.::
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Now lets find this mysterious room and it's equally mysterious inhabitant.
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Hrm, do you feel like we're a bit lost?
::Looking around, trying to get a sense of her directions.::
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Come to think of it, I don't think I recognize this corridor.
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Nor me.
... Does any of the writing look right?
::No, it looks like someone poorly understanding Japanese and trying to ape it.::
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No, it doesn't look right at all. I can barely read it.
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Hmm.
*She glances around for a door in the corridor that looks like the one they found the previous time.*
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I think we found our mysterious room.
Not sure I like the feel of it though.
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I guess it just feels very ominous. Uncomfortable.
So we need to proceed with caution.
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Alright.
Be ready for anything.
*Bracing herself, she quietly and slowly opens the door a crack.*
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The room itself, outside of where you two are and the model and the piano, feels like you can barely grasp it exists, the dimensions feel wrong, like the room is infinitesimally smaller but millions of time larger than you know it should be::
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