InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Mrs Peacock was a man?"

disappear_npc (disappear_npc) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-05-16 00:48:00

Entry tags:

hiroshi, kanaye, kiriko, kou, maeko, shiori, toshimi, yuu

Who: Everyone
What: Something very unfortunate
Where: Second Year Classroom, Nanakamado
When: Friday morning.
Why: I'm sure everyone wants to know.

The english teacher looked like she'd seen a ghost. Two more teachers had showed up when she'd screamed, the first of them leading the trembling woman away from the classroom. The second stood in the doorway, instucting the students to keep back.

Behind him in the classroom, slumped over the desk that had previously been his, was the body of Sato Kei.

"Call an ambulance while you're there!" He shouted down the hall to his workmates. "The cops, too!"

A crowd of students was starting to develop outside. Some of them were second years trying to get into thier classroom. Others had been drawn by the scream, the shouting or the crowd. The teacher in the doorway shook his head.

"Back to your classrooms. All of you."

(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)

selfcenterless
2009-05-15 11:49 pm UTC (link)

Carrying his violin case in one hand and his bookbag in the other, Yuu attempted to peer over the heads of the students in front of him. Apparently they were supposed to return to their classrooms, but the crowd was in front of his class...where, exactly, was he supposed to go?

Maybe he could take a peek inside the room if he really tried; he was one of the taller students in his year, after all. Getting up on tiptoes, he craned his neck past the heads of the crowd in front of him. For a moment, he thought he could see someone slouched over a desk, seemingly unable to sit upright.

His eyes widened and the heels of his feet hit the floor, his expression blank. "...who is that?" he asked no one in particular.

(Reply to this) (Thread)

some_other_dog
2009-05-16 05:36 pm UTC (link)

"Name doesn't much matter. They won't be using it anymore," Reizo snorted out, head cocked to one side as he stared over Yuu's shoulder, the heads of the crowd, and into the classroom. He was never one to rubberneck or gossip, but some things he just couldn't ignore and a teacher shouting about the cops was definitely one of them.

He frowned and shouldered deeper into the crowd to get a better look. Hopefully there weren't any signs of foul play, because if there were.. well, it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure that they might start questioning someone like him first. The immediate crowd around him pushed away from him, creating a small halo of open space around him, which he was either oblivious to or ignored.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

selfcenterless
2009-05-16 10:06 pm UTC (link)

Yuu started at the voice, glancing over his shoulder. He recognized the student immediately--Shirai Reizo, first-year, rumored to be the son of the local oyabun. Not someone he would choose to associate with, but not someone he would ignore either; even if the rumors weren't true, he felt fairly certain that the younger boy was more than capable of hurting him, and with a reputation like that, who would risk it?

"I suppose you're right." He took advantage of the distance the other students gave Reizo, peering further into the room. The boy at the desk almost looked like he were merely dozing off, but Reizo was right; he was too still to be alive. Had he committed suicide? Yuu bit his lip in thought. He edged further into the crowd, trying to get a look at the boy's face. What if he was a friend? "What a terrible thing...."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

some_other_dog
2009-05-16 10:25 pm UTC (link)

“Real tearjerker,” the banchou replied, rolling his eyes and muttering something about the suicide rate in an amazing display of compassion. Had that callous disregard for death been bred into him, or had he assimilated it after watching a couple of movies and doing his best to emulate his pops? It didn’t matter where it came from, it was something he’d already had to put to use. Death was no stranger to his extended family.

Reizo turned away from the classroom and picked out a few faces he recognized in the crowd; Ikeda was the only one whose full name he could recall, but there was also the boy who’d he’d just spoken to -- time to make acquaintances.

“Oi, dead folk that interesting, senpai?” The word was spat out at the end of his sentence as if it were something foul and poisonous as he found himself staring over the shorter(?) boy’s shoulder again.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

[Yeah, he's shorter than Reizo, no worries!]

selfcenterless
2009-05-16 11:51 pm UTC (link)

For a moment, Yuu tried to think of a way to respond to that remark that wasn't insulting or rude; nothing came to mind, so he simply let it slide. Still, who in the world would say something like that?

That time, he managed to get a better look inside, recognizing the boy, although the name did not come immediately to mind. Then Reizo abruptly addressed him. "What?" He turned away from the room, looking up towards him. "It isn't just that he's dead, I kind of know him. He was in music club, I think. He played the cello." Poorly, he thought, but kept that to himself.

He had half a mind to ask him if he found it that fascinating too, given that he was still hovering over the place, snarling out questions and remarks, but he placed some value in his health.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: [Yeah, he's shorter than Reizo, no worries!]

some_other_dog
2009-05-17 12:55 am UTC (link)

“Fascinating,” he answered nonplussed, amusement draining from his face until his eyes dropped to the case the other boy was carrying. A grin split his face in half, turning it into something altogether wolfish and threatening; it was full of hateful promise and malicious daring.

“So you’re in band, senpai?” That word again in the same exact tone. Like he was spitting it into Yuu’s face. “You better be careful with that thing. Looks like it means something to you.” His tone was light and amiable, but the way he was staring at it lent his words a whole other meaning. “If anyone messes with it or you, don’t be afraid to tell your kohai. I live to serve.”

He patted the other boy on the shoulder, a little harder than necessary and walked away, moseying through the path in the crowd that appeared in front of him with his hands stuck deep in his pockets. Whispers about the encounter threaded through the crowd, but were quickly replaced with the previous topic: the dead boy.

Reizo paused and waved at Yuu over his shoulder then disappeared down the steps to the first year’s floor.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

selfcenterless
2009-05-19 12:23 am UTC (link)

At the thinly-veiled threat, Yuu tensed unconsciously, drawing his violin case closer to his body; but he resolved himself not to show fear or anger. "Thank you for your concern, Shirai-san," he answered back, knowing Reizo would probably lash out if he were referred to by anything that would imply a lower status. "I'll bear that in mind."

He nodded to the wave, waiting until he was just out of sight to relax. Before he could speak, however, the intercom crackled to life as one of the staff spoke a brief message. Once it finished, he headed for Science Lab 1, now that his curiosity had been satisfied.

It was a terrible thing, after all. Such a terrible thing.

(Reply to this) (Parent)

(Read comments) -