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Characters: Yori and you!
Setting: Room 3-02, the cafeteria and then...everywhere else really.
Format: Action tags
Summary: In which another newbie wakes up and proceeds to be confused and mildly worried.
Warnings: Mindreading shenanigans! But otherwise none.

Room 3-02
[Yori woke up to a surprisingly quieter (but not quiet, it's never really quiet) head and in a new bed. He's read the letters, and while he understands what he's read none of it has really sunk in, by virtue of Yori not exactly wanting it to and because processing information is a little hard for him in general. Especially something as big as "So your world is destroyed".

So anyone passing by Room 3-02 might find this gangling albino weirdo sort of...sticking halfway out the door, looking up and down the hallway and back to the letter in his hand. Like he's having some difficulty absorbing all this in.]

Cafeteria
[Yori can be later found in the cafeteria with a bowl of half-eaten oatmeal -- he's trying very hard not to makes faces but he's obviously not enjoying his meal. On the table right in front of him is an unopened box of Pocky he is staring very intently at. It looks like he's debating whether he should just skip straight to dessert...]

Everywhere else
[He'll be taking a look around the tower for purposes of exploration and finding any familiar faces! Feel free to notice the awkward guy.]

((OOC: Yori has a mindreading permissions posts over here, and he'll be reading the surface thoughts of anyone he's speaking to if he can!))

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Ah I see, dat be good mon, ya got a nice ear.

[Xue mused from afar.]

Guessin' ya ain't too keen on dat meal huh? It ain't too bad yanno. Jus' gotta tink of it like da ting dat will be keepin' ya goin' today an' all dat.

I know, it's just...

[He prods at the bowl again, with a very reluctant look on his face.]

I never thought oatmeal could taste this bland.

Eh, when ya 'ave days dat all ya got ta eat is dirt pies, dis be tastin' like steak an' eggs mon. [Xue laughed teasingly.]

It ain't too bad mon, jus' tink dat yer eatin' someting else. If yer good at imaginin' it, den joo won't be havin' a problem.

[Sometimes it was easier said than done, but man did she believe in willpower!]

When you put it that way...

I could try that. And when I'm done at least I'll have something else to eat.

[Looking to the box of Pocky! He's sure it'll taste like heaven after the oatmeal.]

Der ya go mon, see? Now ya be tinking and makin' da best of da situation.

It be someting yer gonna 'av ta do often when life be givin' ya lemons.

[Xue winked and smiled over at him.]

...I don't think life's been givin' me lemons...

[No Yori you're thinking about this too literally.]

Oh? Den dis place is like a 'ome away from 'ome to ya? It's fine if ya feel like ya didn't get dealt a bad hand mon. I be guessin' der be lots dat feel dat way too.

Urm, I don't really see what's bad 'bout dis place yet? Maybe because I'm new 'ere. It's quieter, at least.

Well mon, oda dan bein' pretty dangerous from wat I be hearin' I guess it ain't too bad den.

Food an' sheltah, basic needs covered. So I be guessin' s'long as ya keep away from da bad tings, joo be fine den.

...What sorta bad tings?

People dyin', monstah's runnin' round sum of da floors, weird events happenin' in some. Ya know? All dat sort of bad tings.

...Oh.

Can't say I like people dyin'.

[He's starting to sound a little distant here, because he doesn't really want to think about Bad Things.]

Don't tink many do, but it 'appens joo know?

It'll be fine I tink. Jus' be keepin' yer spirits high and stay on yer toes an it'll be alright mon.

...Okay. I'm Yori, by the way.

[He figures it's rude to not introduce himself at this point...]

I be Xue'Kol. Nice ta meetcha mon.

[Xue greeted with a pleasant wave and a smile.]