trusthell | Induction.

Today seems to have been an exercise in providing more questions than answers. After all, aside from the rules on the walls, it's not as though there's much here that's going to help you understand what's going on, or why you're here in the first place. Some of you are angry; some are more confused than anything. Some are dealing in the best way that they know how.

But perhaps one question remains at the back of mind, regardless of what you choose to make of the situation, and rightly so: Who is responsible for this?

It's a question that doesn't seem to have a ready answer; after a while, though, you will receive something. It's not a solution, and it's not a way out, but it's contact – the sound of the public address system crackling to life somewhere above your heads, an indication that someone, somewhere, is aware that you're here and has something to say.

'I trust that all of you had a good night's sleep. Now that you have hopefully familiarized yourselves with your fellow Apprentices, allow me to make a formal introduction myself.'

The voice is male, that much is obvious; it isn't recognizable to anyone present, however.

'Welcome and congratulations, new Apprentices of Chronos University. You have been chosen for a valuable exercise of higher learning within these walls. Both the rules and a list of your fellow Apprentices have been provided for you in several locations, and I advise that you study both very carefully. Knowing them well can only serve to help you.'

'As for my own introduction, I am the equivalent of a headmaster to this educational institution. For our time together, you may refer to me as the Wordsmith. I do hope that you all endeavor to make the most of your time spent here, however you may choose.'

[OOC: You can be heard just fine through the PA system, so feel free to ask/say anything your little heart desires!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You're a liar and I'm frankly shocked if anyone is going to take you seriously, seeing how you obviously aren't.

What, you can't see anyone taking someone with the title "Guileful" seriously?

No. But at least that's one thing the Wordsmith got right about you.

And it looks like he got some things wrong about you, Carrots. I'm thinking there's another word that fits you a lot better than "Determined"... starts with an "S" and ends with "mallfry".

Crack jokes all you want, but you'll be the one who's sorry when things go belly up and you are on the wrong side of the only reasonable authority here.

[Nick fakes a gasp then, reaching up to put a paw to his chest as if he's just so offended she'd say a thing like that.]

Is that a threat? Are you threatening me, Officer? Thinking of following those rules up there and using me to get a ticket out?

[He can't hide the smirk in his tone though, even if he's trying to act appalled.]

I'm not threatening anyone. I'm just giving you the facts, that's all.

But you might want to start fixing up your attitude. You catch more flies with honey than vinegar, right? I thought that was con-man rule #1.

[That comment gets a scoff and a roll of the eyes, and he bends over with his hands on his knees so they can see eye-to-eye.]

In case your tiny little bunny brain forgot, we're all stuck here until someone keels over and I'm not going to become roadkill.

[As much as he thinks its all stupid, and he'd like to believe that no one would actually commit a murder.. he has to admit that it's still a possibility, and a nice little fox would make the perfect victim.]

Playing nice is fun and all, but I'm not going to become chummy with anyone looking to find an easy victim. And as the smallest animal in the room, I'd suggest you do the same.

[Judy can feel her blood boil at the fox's words, but she knows she can't let him get to her head. He's not worth the effort.]

You would do well not to underestimate me, Wilde.

Yeah, uh-huh.

[He's not at all convinced.]

I'll remember that when I'm looking at your poor, stepped-on body.

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i cant wait for nick to remember that they're friends