Elfen High 2: Skin to Bone, Steel to Rust

[Olthar]

Who wakes up early on the weekends? Why Sari-chan, of course! She wakes up early every day! That's just the kind of girl she is, and naturally, if Sari-chan is waking up early, then so are her roommates. After all, it's kind of hard to sleep when Sari-chan is in the same room as you, and it's especially hard to sleep when the scent of Whatever-the-Hell-Sari-chan-Made is filling your nose.

"Wake up, sleepyheads!" Sari-chan called out to her roommates, "It's bright and early in the morning, so it's time to greet the new day! Rise and shine; I made pancakes!"

After breakfast, Sari-chan took Rayne and Maria out for a nice morning jog while everyone else was still sleeping. Truly, they must feel blessed for having such a great roommate as Sari-chan. Who else would wake them up at six in the morning, serve them disgusting pseudo-food that would likely give them cancer, and then take them out jogging? After several hours, when everyone else was first starting to get up, Sari-chan brought Rayne and Maria back inside and headed off to the cafeteria.

"Now wasn't that a fun morning?" Sari-chan asked as they went inside.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

James had been busy over the past week. In addition to getting into mutual beat-the-shit-out-of fests with Richard, twice, he had slowly been customizing his room to fit his needs, with what items he had on hand. He had moved his bed to lie parallel with the window, with the head table, lamp, and digital radio alarm clock on the left side. His TV, one of the older wide-screen LCD's, was mounted on the right-hand wall, with a small dresser underneath for clothes. On the left side of the room he head set up a mini work-out area: A mirror, dumbells, and a steel rod hanging down from the wall. It worked out well enough, and he was able to stay in shape.

He also got right back to parkouring around the campus, albeit at night when everyone else was sleeping. The rest of the time, he was actually doing his job, avoiding pretty much everyone, but with particular attention paid to Jade, Ivy, Sarina, Rayne, and Nyarla.

Right now he was passed out on his bed, an empty bottle of vodka and an equally-empty carton of orange juice on the floor with his clothes. He was face-down on top of the sheets, naked, and cruising for a seriously massive hangover.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

"Now let's see how much heat you can really handle, you insolent fool!" a snarl was heard in his hungover brain. That would generally knock someone right out of their dreams. And now James was feeling quite warm. Burning hot, really. No pun there. He was genuinely ablaze.

"Move and I will kill you, Callahan." another familiar voice said while James burned. He couldn't see a thing anymore, since his eyes were gone. The flames had reached there, destroyed the sunglasses and melted out the eyes.

The pain was that extreme, really. It hurt, but it was clearly numbed.

Then he was frozen as a sickly sweet voice said "I always wanted to see if I could make you a popiscle..." Just pure ice while still in the darkness. More voices started being heard.

"Yes, something's going on. This janitor isn't doing his job right. Tell him to do his job right, would you?"

Then a rougher voice, a tougher voice. "Shut up, you little shit. What are you, a faggot? You know what else starts with f? Feeble. Failure. Fuckup. What kind of son are you?" his father's voice said in the darkness.

Then the ice melted and the fire returned. "Beg then. Beg for mercy like the pest you are. Or pray to an absent god. You serve no purpose, except as a slave or perhaps firewood."

Then he woke up from his shitty hungover dream.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

The rest of the week passed rather quickly for Ciel. She paid attention to her classes, making sure that she was properly telling apart lies from truth (Particularly in Lewis' class) and doing her best while in class. The gaps in her knowledge were quickly becoming smaller and smaller, since Ciel was quite the fast learner. She wasn't very knowledgeable, sure, but she was making an effort, and she certainly wasn't stupid, despite being ignorant. She also ended up taking Sex Ed despite it becoming an elective, hoping that the classes wouldn't continue to be full of incidents and wasted time like the first one.

Other than this, as per Pierre's request, she stopped playing her flute at night, though this didn't mean that she gave up her habit of practicing music at night for a good while before going to sleep. No, instead, it simply meant that instead of playing her flute, she sang. And in fact, deciding that she might as well be helpful, she started putting power behind her voice, power that would help others get to sleep, while being faint enough to not be noticed by those who decided to do... Group activities at night.

When the weekend came, Ciel woke up early. Not quite as early as other days, but still she was awake at least about an hour before most others woke up, so she got showered, dressed, and then took her flute before quietly slipping out through the window and perching herself on a nearby ledge before practicing a bit with her flute, the sound being weak enough that she was sure she wouldn't be bothering anyone with it.

After a while of practicing like this, however, and more or less at the same time as everyone else was waking up, she felt rather hungry, so she decided to head back into the building and go to the cafeteria. She slipped back in through the window, still before her roommate woke up (Though not long), and then walked through the door, heading towards the cafeteria to get breakfast/lunch.

[Hardened Pyrokinetics]

"Now let's see how much heat you can really handle, you insolent fool!" a snarl was heard in his hungover brain. That would generally knock someone right out of their dreams. And now James was feeling quite warm. Burning hot, really. No pun there. He was genuinely ablaze.

"Move and I will kill you, Callahan." another familiar voice said while James burned. He couldn't see a thing anymore, since his eyes were gone. The flames had reached there, destroyed the sunglasses and melted out the eyes.

The pain was that extreme, really. It hurt, but it was clearly numbed.

Then he was frozen as a sickly sweet voice said "I always wanted to see if I could make you a popiscle..." Just pure ice while still in the darkness. More voices started being heard.

"Yes, something's going on. This janitor isn't doing his job right. Tell him to do his job right, would you?"

Then a rougher voice, a tougher voice. "Shut up, you little shit. What are you, a faggot? You know what else starts with f? Feeble. Failure. Fuckup. What kind of son are you?" his father's voice said in the darkness.

Then the ice melted and the fire returned. "Beg then. Beg for mercy like the pest you are. Or pray to an absent god. You serve no purpose, except as a slave or perhaps firewood."

Then he woke up from his shitty hungover dream.

James shot up and out of bed, falling over onto the floor and the glass vodka bottle, smashing it and peppering his arse with glass shards. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" He yelled at the top of his lungs, likely waking up several other students and staff. Wincing, he stood up, hangover now adding a massive fucking headache to his pain and misery. That was a weird-ass dream. Crowley musta spiked my Screwdriver...

He grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of loose shorts and put them on, wincing, and made his way to the infirmary.

[Esternial]

Daisuke was in his wheelchair- no fucking duh, where else?- sitting down at a table and having a pizza. He was building something on the table, something rather resembling a perfect yellow sphere, though it was making beeping noises. Not many people paid too much attention- this was Elfen High. Just one or two glances to make sure nothing would explode.

He put away the screwdrivers and went back to his pizza. Interesting first day. Wonder how the rest of it would turn out.

EVE popped up behind the crippled boy, having vanished from the face of the Earth for some time - or so it seemed. Having been preoccupied with fixing a small glitch in the school's defense mainframe, she was tied up with work. Her absence may have been missed, but some students would have been glad knowing they woke up the next day thanks to her diligence.

"Hello, Daisuke. I would like to express my gratitude for..." EVE said out of the blue, "...getting rid of Minh's little trick."

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Daisuke was in his wheelchair- no fucking duh, where else?- sitting down at a table and having a pizza. He was building something on the table, something rather resembling a perfect yellow sphere, though it was making beeping noises. Not many people paid too much attention- this was Elfen High. Just one or two glances to make sure nothing would explode.

He put away the screwdrivers and went back to his pizza. Interesting first day. Wonder how the rest of it would turn out.

EVE popped up behind the crippled boy, having vanished from the face of the Earth for some time - or so it seemed. Having been preoccupied with fixing a small glitch in the school's defense mainframe, she was tied up with work. Her absence may have been missed, but some students would have been glad knowing they woke up the next day thanks to her diligence.

"Hello, Daisuke. I would like to express my gratitude for..." EVE said out of the blue, "...getting rid of Minh's little trick."

After the weekdays Daisuke had attended his various classes but gotten back to having lunch here again, still on the sphere. It was a good weekend. He'd get work done. He was drinking a soda when EVE suddenly appeared, causing him to drop it and make a stain on his shirt. "Don't mention it." he said, looking at his shirt in annoyance. Damn, that soda had been cold. Now the shirt was ruined. Ah well. He glanced up at the robot, not feeling any shyness- it was just a robot, not a human. "Don't surprise me like that next time though. Anyway, what have you been up to?" he said, cheerfully forgetting that she had been strangling him last time they talked.

[The Nuclear Fist]

Malal stepped up behind Nyarla and started to rub her shoulders, which likely wasn't as comfortable as it sounded due to his bony exoskeleton.
"So... how was your time with Jade? From what I guess my pushing her in your direction went quite well.." Malal noted as he then stopped and stuffed his fairly lethal appendages into the pockets of his robe.
"Had an idea with what to do with the Spawn in an attempt to make it like us. It might find it enjoyable if we gave it a chew toy that can't be killed. Like Pierre or Laz. We lure them down and then lock the doors, and allow the Spawn to work off any of its alien anger. It might be one of those creatures that enjoys violence and sees it as an art. If we were to give it a virtually invincible being to toy with, it may burn off anger. Sorry for bringing up the touchy subject after what I assume was an enjoyable 'counseling' session, I just can't help but think of it. Like I said last night- it's through attempts that we prove our worth. We can't stop. Though it's an extremely tiny chance, there remains one to redeem the beast. I'm willing to go to Oblivion and back just to ensure that creature is released from its tormented state." Malal said to Nyarla while growing 'teary' at the thought of the Spawn.

Malal's bony fingers had a less than appreciated effect on the Outer God's skin, which bruised and immediately healed upon being left alone. She smiled at his mentioning Jade and nodded, confirming that things had went well. Very well, in fact. But the pleasant atmosphere soon turned grim and dark upon Malal mentioning throwing down a potentially unwilling sacrifice into the basement with the Spawn. Oh, that spoiled her cheery mood quite visibly, her cheery appearance giving a way to a somber slump. She doubted highly that the Spawn saw violence as an art form, that it was anything other than an opportunist in its most extreme and logical end. Violence was merely a means to an end, one Nyarla had yet to pin down. They were already having a hard enough time keeping the damn thing a secret, the last thing the two of them needed was to bring another person in on their little secret. She sighed, her chest rising and falling, and placed a hand on Malal's chest, as she wasn't nearly tall enough to place on on his shoulder.


"Malal, dear, that is an absolutely terrible idea." Said Nyarlathotep, her tone showing that she was adamant on that point, but that she was still happy to see that he was pitching ideas to her.

[Esternial]

After the weekdays Daisuke had attended his various classes but gotten back to having lunch here again, still on the sphere. It was a good weekend. He'd get work done. He was drinking a soda when EVE suddenly appeared, causing him to drop it and make a stain on his shirt. "Don't mention it." he said, looking at his shirt in annoyance. Damn, that soda had been cold. Now the shirt was ruined. Ah well. He glanced up at the robot, not feeling any shyness- it was just a robot, not a human. "Don't surprise me like that next time though. Anyway, what have you been up to?" he said, cheerfully forgetting that she had been strangling him last time they talked.

"Usually I wouldn't be at liberty to disclose that information," EVE said in a stern tone before grabbing a chair for herself and sitting down, "luckily Minh's program you got rid of included that. I've been fixing small bugs in the school's protection."

Time had been running on, also in Cyberdyne's facility, where SAM finished updating the program for the Transmute drive. Without it, the device would be a mere useless piece of electronics. The intricate design relied entirely on its programming, which was now being uploaded in less that a minute into the drive, which was safely stashed inside the spider drone that had been lying dormant underneath EVE's bed. The small machine let out a brief ping as the upload was complete. Once EVE stepped in that room, he would no longer have to hide.

[AETEN II]

Days ago.

Malal sighed and slumped against the wall nearest to him and slid down it into a sitting position.
"I know that it wouldn't work. I don't think anything will. But when nothing can, everything becomes a worthy possibility, no matter how preposterous. It's getting to the point that I'd consider bombarding the beast with gamma radiation might fix it. Maybe it mirrors our thoughts? Peace of mind would calm it? No, that wouldn't work, we were originally happy at the first second upon its birth, before it then tried to claw our faces off. That creature really does stump me. From a psychological perspective, it is impossible to be born inherently evil. And outside force beyond us has corrupted and influenced this event, we ignore it, but it is there and it cannot be denied. Nothing can be born inherently evil. Evil results from misery, and it certainly wasn't in pain, emotionally or physically. We really are in a damnable situation aren't we?" Malal asked Nyarla, already knowing the answer. They had both known it from the start, ever since the Spawn had been born the future looked bleak. There appeared to be no way out besides killing the Spawn, and not only could neither bring themselves to it, they didn't know how.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

After the weekdays Daisuke had attended his various classes but gotten back to having lunch here again, still on the sphere. It was a good weekend. He'd get work done. He was drinking a soda when EVE suddenly appeared, causing him to drop it and make a stain on his shirt. "Don't mention it." he said, looking at his shirt in annoyance. Damn, that soda had been cold. Now the shirt was ruined. Ah well. He glanced up at the robot, not feeling any shyness- it was just a robot, not a human. "Don't surprise me like that next time though. Anyway, what have you been up to?" he said, cheerfully forgetting that she had been strangling him last time they talked.

"Usually I wouldn't be at liberty to disclose that information," EVE said in a stern tone before grabbing a chair for herself and sitting down, "luckily Minh's program you got rid of included that. I've been fixing small bugs in the school's protection."

Time had been running on, also in Cyberdyne's facility, where SAM finished updating the program for the Transmute drive. Without it, the device would be a mere useless piece of electronics. The intricate design relied entirely on its programming, which was now being uploaded in less that a minute into the drive, which was safely stashed inside the spider drone that had been lying dormant underneath EVE's bed. The small machine let out a brief ping as the upload was complete. Once EVE stepped in that room, he would no longer have to hide.

Daisuke nodded. "Well, glad that was handled. I assume that that was also the program that caused you to try and choke me last time?" He genuinely didn't take that personally- a machine couldn't decide to disobey its programming, no matter how realistically human it was. The sphere he was working on made beeping noises and started hovering in the air. "Just a drone." he explained. "Camera drone. It can turn invisible for short bursts and fly around the school and record...anything, really. Could be used for interesting purposes. Educational and...educational."

[Nationstatelandsville]

Lewis awoke in his hotel room with a start at roughly the same time as everyone else. He wasn't sure why he was on edge, but he very much was. To be fair, he had been since he met Megan, but that more out of a desire to protect his family than anything else. No, this was accentuated, profound; not a sense that he should protect, rather a sense that danger was very near and that he should run. He didn't know what was causing it, exactly, but he knew exactly whose fault it would be.

Lewis decided to go to the school, after a quick breakfast at a local diner he had come to favor.

[Seshephe]

The week had been quite eventful for Frida. She had not made any more serious advances towards Maria but had instead
focused on getting to know the girl better, hanging out with her whenever she got the chance. She had generally gone to
most classes, though she had sleep through quite a few of them. She particularly enjoyed sex-ed class because it gave her
an opportunity to secretly observe Marias adorable reactions to the subject.

Most of her efforts in the academic realm, however, had gone to practising her fighting skills. Even outside of self defence
class, whenever she wasn't hanging out with Maria, the safest bet of where to find her had been the gymnasium.
Whenever she got the opportunity she had spared with Ciel, trying to improve her illusions and ability to dodge Ciels amazing
speed. A few times she had also spared with their new room mate, Katarina, during self defence class. Frida was not sure how
to feel about Katarina. When she first moved in she had been rather silent, when she wasn't being domineering, but Frida had
done her best to stay out of her way for the most part.

Frida silently pondered everything that had happened the last week as she got up and got dressed. It seemed like such a long
time since she had arrived at this place and yet it had been less than a week ago.

Looking over she saw Katarina, still peacefully asleep in her bed. A playful smile slowly spread across her face.
"Wake and shine, precious." she yelled as she bent down and removed Katarinas pillow from under her head, giggling.

[Neo Arcad]

The week had been quite eventful for Frida. She had not made any more serious advances towards Maria but had instead
focused on getting to know the girl better, hanging out with her whenever she got the chance. She had generally gone to
most classes, though she had sleep through quite a few of them. She particularly enjoyed sex-ed class because it gave her
an opportunity to secretly observe Marias adorable reactions to the subject.

Most of her efforts in the academic realm, however, had gone to practising her fighting skills. Even outside of self defence
class, whenever she wasn't hanging out with Maria, the safest bet of where to find her had been the gymnasium.
Whenever she got the opportunity she had spared with Ciel, trying to improve her illusions and ability to dodge Ciels amazing
speed. A few times she had also spared with their new room mate, Katarina, during self defence class. Frida was not sure how
to feel about Katarina. When she first moved in she had been rather silent, when she wasn't being domineering, but Frida had
done her best to stay out of her way for the most part.

Frida silently pondered everything that had happened the last week as she got up and got dressed. It seemed like such a long
time since she had arrived at this place and yet it had been less than a week ago.

Looking over she saw Katarina, still peacefully asleep in her bed. A playful smile slowly spread across her face.
"Wake and shine, precious." she yelled as she bent down and removed Katarinas pillow from under her head, giggling.

Katarina was peacefully asleep. Unlike a lot of people at the school, she had no guilty past to trouble her dreams. One could only speculate what a tengu might dream about. Of course, there was no speculation over whether her dreams were brought to a rapid end with the playful intervention of her roommate. Kate's head hit the headboard as she was torn back to reality. "Ow!" she exclaimed, bewildered. Frida's grinning face was the first thing she saw as her eyes snapped open. Kate sighed, and scowled. This would have made her more annoyed if it was the first time she'd had a rude awakening since moving in with Ciel and Frida. They were actually decent roommates, but Kate tended to see things in pessimistic terms, so her opinion was rather different. If you asked her, they were overly rambunctious, and had little notion of peace and quiet. She sat up in bed, and looked at Frida. The energetic girl was growing on her, something else Kate would never admit to herself, much less anyone else. "I guess I'll just throw away my alarm clock, shall I? It's clearly been replaced by a much more... effective... kind of wake-up call." she commented, an annoyed twinge present in her voice.

[Esternial]

Daisuke nodded. "Well, glad that was handled. I assume that that was also the program that caused you to try and choke me last time?" He genuinely didn't take that personally- a machine couldn't decide to disobey its programming, no matter how realistically human it was. The sphere he was working on made beeping noises and started hovering in the air. "Just a drone." he explained. "Camera drone. It can turn invisible for short bursts and fly around the school and record...anything, really. Could be used for interesting purposes. Educational and...educational."

"Your intent seems...dubious" EVE replied, glancing at the primitive piece of machinery. Sure, it was pretty advanced but compared to EVE it could have been a toy robot. Still, she was pretty impressed. The little box of wiring and careful programming hovering in the air, it's lens adjusting as it focused on EVE. It creeped her out, but that one of her programs used to prevent any spying eyes to record her actions. The program itself caused questions about what kind of tasks she did, because the robot equivalence of a spidey-sense wasn't really common in your typical modern-age machine.

Of course, everyone already knew EVE's specialty was more demon-related, in the killing-them-with-fire subcategory.

"You seem to have some experience with robotics."

[Seshephe]

Frida merely giggled harder at Katarinas comment, doubling over and clutching her arms.
Looking up she smiled at Katarina.
"I'm sorry." she said apologetically.
"You just looked so peaceful I could not help myself." Giving Katarina a wink she quickly escaped out into the
corridor and headed towards the cafeteria for some breakfast.

[Hetland 2]

Maria nodded, "It was definitely!" She smiled brightly at Sari-chan.
She was super excited about her next day of school. "Sari-chan! I'm going to go to breakfast now!" She grinned predicting that Frida would be going there. Well that and her jog had worked up her hunger again.

[Olthar]

Waving as Maria ran off on her own, Sari-chan turned to Rayne, giving her a quick kiss.

"So, do you want to get something to eat, too? I could go for some ice cream, myself," she smiled, "I bet the cafeteria has all kinds of different flavors. Which one is your favorite? I don't think you've ever told me. I love cookie dough the most! Though, I also love cookies and creme. And cotton candy. And bubblegum. And... Well I guess I love them all!"

[Metanih]

Rayne smiled to Sari-chan. "I like strawberry myself." Rayne said, as Sari-chan listed off her list of ice cream made of other sweets. That seemed wrong to her, to make a treat made of treats. It would be like making M&M cookies... Except they did that too. Or perhaps making bubblegum flavored candybars. That at least wasn't real (Rayne hoped). Either way, Rayne didn't comment on the variety of ice cream abominations that Sari-chan proclaimed her admiration for. "Yeah, lets go." Rayne said, moving toward the door.

[Olthar]

Grabbing Rayne's hand, Sari-chan pulled her along as they went up to the counter. After Rayne got her cone with strawberry ice cream, Sari-chan stood silent, thinking hard about what flavor to pick. Unable to make up her mind, she simply got one scoop of each. Despite the fact that there were 36 different flavors available. While walking over to the table, Sari-chan moved along slowly, trying to balance the ice cream monstrosity.

"You should have gotten more than just the one flavor," Sari-chan commented after they had sat down, "This is so much more fun to eat!"

Sari-chan began sliding her tongue all along the tower of ice cream, thoroughly enjoying every moment of it.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Daisuke nodded. "Well, glad that was handled. I assume that that was also the program that caused you to try and choke me last time?" He genuinely didn't take that personally- a machine couldn't decide to disobey its programming, no matter how realistically human it was. The sphere he was working on made beeping noises and started hovering in the air. "Just a drone." he explained. "Camera drone. It can turn invisible for short bursts and fly around the school and record...anything, really. Could be used for interesting purposes. Educational and...educational."

"Your intent seems...dubious" EVE replied, glancing at the primitive piece of machinery. Sure, it was pretty advanced but compared to EVE it could have been a toy robot. Still, she was pretty impressed. The little box of wiring and careful programming hovering in the air, it's lens adjusting as it focused on EVE. It creeped her out, but that one of her programs used to prevent any spying eyes to record her actions. The program itself caused questions about what kind of tasks she did, because the robot equivalence of a spidey-sense wasn't really common in your typical modern-age machine.

Of course, everyone already knew EVE's specialty was more demon-related, in the killing-them-with-fire subcategory.

"You seem to have some experience with robotics."

"I've worked with them since I was a kid." he said. "Been making them, selling them- to military or medical purposes, whatever gets the money- and so on. I could probably make this thing deliver first aid on a battlefield and give it a gun, actually..." he mused. "That's for later, anyway, if I choose to sell it. Just making this to have fun. And aside from that fun, genuine scientific interest- this school is bloody bizarre and this thing might be able to figure out a map. Of course, even the GPS constantly changes, so that's likely not happening. But it could scout some of the unexplored areas, at any rate."

[Metanih]

"Uhhh..." Rayne said. She had reached the table first, as her order had been simple, and she had left Sari-chan at the counter to get her own. Melty ice cream was gross, so she had to eat it quickly. When she noticed Sari-chan coming closer, she looked up, and while her head went up, her jaw stayed firmly down. "What..." She said, stunned by the monstrosity of ice cream before her. "Why... What... How... What... Why?" Rayne muttered as she stared. "I... I think I am good..." Rayne said. She knew she shouldn't have been surprised, given her girlfriend's eating habits, but still... That was a lot of ice cream.

[Olthar]

"Mmm! Chocolatey-vanilla-mint-crunch-berry-creme!"

Despite having enough ice cream to give a whale diabetes, Sari-chan gobbled it all up in record time, even finishing before Rayne did. After licking her hands and face clean, Sari-chan stared at Rayne, quietly admiring the young woman finish her treat. She didn't have much to say; she just kinda wanted to spend some time with her girlfriend as they hadn't been able to do as much of that since school started.

[Ameriganastan]

"No, no, no! For Lucifer's sake, just because this is school food, doesn't mean it has be as inedible as you love to make it!"

Laz was once again at the only place in school where he did any good: the lunchroom. And was currently yelling at the other lunch ladies.

"I'm a dipstick in a dress, and somehow I can cook better than all of you. You should be ashamed of yourselves."

[Amon and Friends]

During the next week, Pierre almost completely vanished from the sight of the school. It was as if he had just randomly died.

Of course, that didn't happen. He had just ended up getting hopelessly lost.

After his confrontation with Lewis, he had set off into the depths of the school on the next day, to take some time for self-reflection. He needed some time to think, and he also needed some rest. And, really, nobody ever travelled that far into the school. Going there was a good idea.

Unluckily, like the absolutely brilliant genius he was, he left his GPS back in his room. And, unfortunetly, after the first day of aimless wandering, he realized that he was hopelessly lost. And, so, that week, he spent most of his time dejectedly wandering around the abandoned depths of the school. It was depressing. The lack of human contact was strange, and the only thing he heard was his own footsteps. Well, that wasn't counting the odd hissing and whispering that came from that basement, the dripping pipes, the clanging of the death piano, and the howling of the ghost in one of the upper rooms he had stumbled upon, but he wasn't even completely sure if that last one was real. Fortunately, Pierre knew the school well enough to slowly find his way back to the occupied areas. Gradually, he made his way back to the classrooms. He was fairly sure that he had only been gone for about two days.

Of course, really, he wasn't sure about that. All the clocks he found were either broken or off time, and he had forgotten his watch, but he hadn't been gone that long. However, exactly a week later, he managed to stumble directly into the dining hall.

That was rather lucky. Upon opening the doors, he looked around.

"Hey, does anyone have a razor? I could really use one." he said, looking slightly dazed.