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The mournful strains of violin music drifted across the grounds of Kikuryou Academy. It was night time, the new moon casting everything into darkness, and the lack of wind made it feel like the Academy itself was holding its breath.

As Tom Marsh walked along, playing his violin, his face was completely expressionless. It seemed almost like the music was playing him, rather than the other way around. Perhaps it was. For this was no normal symphony, but rather, a prelude. Around him drifted a cloud of beautiful red moths, glowing around him like a swarm of embers, drifting like fallen leaves. They followed that tune like they would a flame, guided by it like a funeral march to the student dormitories.


Not that they would remain in their close orbit for long. As soon as they detected any human life, clumps of them broke off to swarm the unfortunate soul. To breathe in the poison in their wings was to feel one’s heart pound in fear. To be touched by them was to find the worst nightmares in the victim’s heart freed and brought to the surface. They fed on such horrors, and they wouldn’t stop their torment so long as they lived. Nowhere would be safe, not once they’d caught the scent of a victim.


Yet, for all of that danger, for as much as Tom seemed to be in control… there was another. A shadow to his presence, a silence to his music. A predator in the night that watched the assault with cold, cruel amusement. And most importantly, one who waited for those who might try to stop Tom, for he wouldn’t see his game stopped, not when this was only the opening move…


[Tag under the comments. OOC information here. You know the dealio. Have fun trippin' balls, yo~]

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For a while, Tsubaki was... perhaps not relieved that the school trip was over, and now everything was back to what it was, but at least thankful that normalcy had been restored to her fellow students. It made being class rep - an ultimately thankless position, if one did not count the pin on her lapel and the free lunches, though the extra amenities like an open room in Sumire dorm (declined as her parents preferred her to be with only other girls, and Sumire Dorm was co-ed), and the free uniforms made the thankless work of corralling her fellow students and trying to keep her grades up at least worth a little something.

She wondered if this was a "carrot-and-stick" situation.

Today she had decided to look up her fellow Class Representative and a few gentle inquiries had led her to the music room. She played instruments (a summer of lessons to please her parents had given her some skill at piano), but had never actually made it up that far. And he was playing. It was nice, but a bit strange and sometimes the way he played made chills go up her spine, and vibrato race across her scalp.

Not terrible, no. But strange. Tsubaki waited for a few more minutes before she pushed the door open. "Marsh-san?"
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You are given this letter upon arrival at the destination:
 
  Dearest Students and Staff!

The plane ride was exciting and the train has brought everybody to Kagoshima Prefecture, Kyushu! The weather is looking rainy so I bought everybody a cute personalized rain poncho and put one in each of your dufflebags: you get a kittycat princess, ducky, or a black piggie!

During work times, students and teachers will wear the school P.E. track suits. During other times, students must be in uniform. Principal Narimatsu sure hopes you didn't bring any prohibited items in your luggage. Behave nicely and thank the people you work with. Let’s enjoy friendship and teamwork in the warm and toasty South, mes amies!!! Yahoo!

Love,

Principal Narimatsu
-pyon!!!! \(^o^)/

[ooc: Each kid can choose to do something different each day, or choose the same thing all week if they want. They are paired with a classmate when they show up to the job site.]
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Ever since his last encounter with Sumire who had actually been Dopple, but still, Tom had held a great deal of suspicion toward the school nurse. There were far too many injuries in this school for her to not ask questions, and that meant she was either complicit or she knew more than she let on. Chances were also good that she'd have some kind of record about the more supernatural students and the other people in the school. So, whether she was incompetent or evil, confronting her would be a very good idea.

Tom waited until school was over and the infirmary was empty before he made his move. Sumire tended to linger, putting away supplies and otherwise tidying up, so that was the best chance he'd have. Hopefully this would end all right, and she wouldn't need to be hit with a few mysteries, but if that was what it took...

...if that was what it took. He took a few deep breaths to steel himself, and then let himself in. Then he closed the door behind him, hoping that no one would interrupt this. "Nurse Sumire?"
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When Tom had thought of places to share with Arin, he had originally thought of going with one of the basements, or maybe the graveyard out in the forest, or places like that. There had to be something in there, right?

But one day, while he was in the computer room, he'd noticed some ghosts floating around. Maybe they hadn't realized they'd died, maybe they were just curious about all of the emotions going on in the room, maybe it was something else entirely. Hard to say. The important thing was that it'd be easy to get in after hours, there were ghosts around, and there were two whole stories that weren't in use any longer.

Or in other words, it was prime ghost-hunting territory, while presumably not being too dangerous.

It had even been child's play to create a plan. Tom had simply stayed late with the computer club, and when he'd said his farewells, he'd gone up to the third floor rather than leaving the second building. The plan was simple: Tom would let Arin in, and Arin would bring in the materials, like flashlights and such, that Tom couldn't. It was practically perfect, and now Tom waited in the dark for Arin's quiet knock. Once that happened, they'd be off...
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It's April 6th, 2009. The cherry trees are blooming and the stairwell walls are bleeding! Welcome back to the new school year after the 3 week break.

Attendance and staff numbers are down, but Principal Narimatsu and Vice Principal Ono are not slacking off and neither should you. Vacation is over! Get in the gates on time and get to your homeroom! (And shine those shoes!)

New students will be given a tour by volunteers. All students and staff will be served a fancy picnic lunch of tea, finger sandwiches, and canapes in the courtyard at lunchtime today.

Be careful, the ghosts are very rowdy today!

[Tag under the comments. Free for all/commentspam style is ok. Multiple threads on one scenario is ok. You can add your own location/events too. Have fun!]
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Ren cared about all of her students equally, but she would be lying if she said she didn't feel just a bit more empathetic towards Tom, who stuck out like a sore thumb. It wasn't easy to try to assimilate into Japanese culture when you weren't Japanese (or in her case, fully Japanese). Everyone at the school was generally very kind but it could be tiring and lonely. Ren decided to make it her business to take time out of her day to go check on Tom and see how he was doing.

She wanted to start the school year off on the right foot and what better way than having an impromptu counseling session with a new student?

The students were getting to leave for the day, so Ren made her way to the shoe lockers, her faithful laptop tucked under her arm. Tom was, obviously, very easy to spot among the other students.

"Hi," she said in English, smiling brightly. "Do you have a second? I promise I won't hold you for too long."