npc contact.1

[adsum]

full navigation

As the game progresses, different npc faculty and students will become available for threading. To request a thread, please comment below with the name of the npc and the ic date in the subject header. Threads may be cut short due to mod availability, so please have a reason in mind for the interaction.

✽ index
✽ post 1
✽ post 2
✽ post 3
✽ post 4

Comments

[outvalue]

A skilled one at sneaking around, aren't you?

[ Shiraishi just talks at the door where the cat disappeared, sounding proud of it and in an increasingly good mood at the same time, before dropping in through the window to stand in the classroom. He'll notice the smell of herbs as he walks past the desks, but unless there's a specific place it's coming from that might catch his attention in particular...

You guessed it. He opens the door to keep following the cat, because that's what he's here for. ]

[adsum]

[ looks at the cult, wherever they do their dark magic rituals is where the smell most strongly comes from, otherwise Hikaru and friends sit at the desks with candles out and maybe some nice smelling herbs and play Go Fish.

The cat's halfway down the hall when Shiraishi opens the door, quick tap tap taps across the ground like a cat with a purpose, and that purpose is making a beeline for the stairwell and liquifying itself so it can squeeze under that door too. ]

[outvalue]

[ Sounds like a pretty casual lifestyle... Shiraishi might feel just a bit envious if he knew, but thankfully if they aren't here right now he can't tell. Maybe later. Imagine being 29 and jealous of some chuuni teens but anyway. ]

And a fast runner, is it? Your list of abilities just keeps growing.

[ It's the same as before, a voice that sounds like he's having fun on some level -- if there's anyone in the hallway to hear him talk to himself like a lunatic, rip to them -- but there's also a trace of urgency this time. You know, like when at the same time as being impressed with someone, you're also kind of scrambling to keep up, and he breaks into a jog.

Once he makes it to the stairwell door, he'll open that too and look quickly around, if the cat is still visible. ]

[adsum]

[ The cat isn't visible, but in the isolated stairwell, it's a lot more audible, muffled thumps of something small making its way down the stairs but not quite as practiced as squeezing under doors or running on flat ground.

Down down down down down all the way to the ground floor. ]

[outvalue]

...!

[ He smiles like a child who's been permitted to play a little longer, and hurries down to follow it with as little commotion as he can, but keeping a polite short distance of a flight of stairs or two. Just enough that he can see (or hear when he can't), but not so close that he'll get too far into the cat's space and startle it.

It seems like he's pretty familiar and practiced at doing that... ]

[adsum]

[ A practiced cat stalker... Which is just as well, because cats are very good at being very fast for short distances, but they are no marathon runners and even at the steady pace this cat has been going, it's noticeably slower by the time it reaches the ground floor.

Still, it does take the time and energy to jump on top of the lockers in passing, to walk along the length of one row and look around— for anybody hidden between the rows, anybody approaching from the ahead, or stalking from behind— before jumping off and continuing its trek down the hall.

It's the counselor's office door the cat stops at, scritch scratching lightly at the door as it appears to be unable to slip underneath. There's a moment's pause. Two. Five long seconds before the door opens and the counselor opens the door. He manages to get out no more than a "Hey, welc—" before the cat trots inside, paying him no heed.

... ]

[outvalue]

[ Unlike the cat's subtle scratching and silent way it slips in, Shiraishi's footsteps are clear across the hall as he follows, and so is the amusement in his voice while he tears his glance from the row of lockers and turns the corner in full. If there's something to mark the door as the counselor's office, he gives it no more than a moment's glance and shows nothing in terms of response, though there's maybe a subtle change in his smile when he switches from man-to-cat interaction to man-to-man. The kind of small thing you could swear you imagined. ]

Heh, look at it go. Marched right in like it owns the place.

[ There's no mistaking he loves that, at least. He has half a mind to do the same to be honest, but this doesn't seem a large room, nor does it look like it opens to anywhere else where the cat could have gone. And the human at the door is one thing, but Shiraishi still doesn't want the animal he was stalking to startle and run from him after all, so he settles for stopping in front and the disrespect of just trying to peer past the other's shoulders inside, no invitation required.

How tall is the counselor anyway... I'm crying. But regardless, in the most conspiratorially joking tone you can imagine: ]

Just makes me want to know aaaall the more. What kind of secret are you hiding in there, I wonder?

[ If it's something that attracts the cat, do teach him. ]

[adsum]

I wonder.

[ It's a low breathy laugh and an easy smile that the counselor gives him, on the taller side but not as tall as Shiraishi. Maybe that's why he likes to perch on his desk. ]

It seems that I have a session to attend to. I shouldn't keep him waiting.

[outvalue]

[ yogen counseling be like

He's not tall enough for Shiraishi not to see into the room then... (nms voice) what da cat doing. ]

Is that so? He seems more like the type who'd be after a dinner date though. And mostly the dinner part.

[ Didn't look like a cat that likes company to him, so what makes the counselor's office special? Suspicious. ]

[adsum]

[ that's exactly what went through my mind during every single counselor thread i was forced to write repeating the same setting ]

He knows better than to come to me for that. Did he look hungry to you?

[ Counselor-kun snacks on nuts and crackers all day, he's not about to feed that sort of thing to a cat. Shiraishi, peering over the counselor's shoulder, can see the tips of two triangle ears poking out from behind the desk.

Cat's sitting on the counselor's chair he never uses. ]

[outvalue]

( continued here )