Scene 1: Bright New Day at Unmei (Morning 1: All)

Ana points in the direction many of the students are wandering off in, "Cafeteria and toast, did I already ask if you liked toast? Sometimes I did, some times not."

She looks at the boy, "I should have warned you, in all possibilities she rejects you, maybe later. I do not know, to far away, to many paths."

"I need the books and some toast, with butter, you should stay away from me as well," Ana holds up her hands watching the darkness slowly fall to the floor, "apparently I am dangerous."

Ana turns and heads towards their professor, "Will the books answer my questions?" She asks quizzically, "No, of course not, the answers are within us and only after we’ve been ground into dirt and remade will we find them. That is a silly fortune cookie logic professor and it is not very helpful."

As the crowd vanishes the possibilities come crashing down to something more manageable, Ana shakes her head and looks at Josh, "Why do we need to hurry?"

"Oof, no offense but it looks like they did to your head what they did to my body. Don't worry, I'll get them back for you."

While Dan/Josh waited he let the information he had gathered roll around in his brain. Mentally viewing it in different ways. Was there a significance to the words if isolated from the rest of the content. What if they were grouped by types or styles. Was the time really a mistake, he had a suspicion that might not be. "Well if the syllabus is correct we," he checks his watch, "only have about three minutes before the first lesson begins which means it will be occurring during are scheduled breakfast time." He glances up in the direction of door, looking directly at the teacher standing there. "So can I help you or do you simply wish to remain here?" He then glances down at Akira for her reply. "I would rather not miss the lesson, in case the syllabus is correct."

"What kind of monster schedules a class during breakfast? Uuugh, ok, help me up, but don't tell anyone, I'll lose rep. And no carrying"

"Alright," Dan/Josh reaches down to give Akira a hand, but instead of grabbing her hand he grabs the inside of her forearm in order to more easily help lift her to her feet. Once she is on her feet he positions himself in a way that allows her to easily grasp his arm for extra support as needed as well as provide assistance as needed. Once Akira is ready to walk he looks at the others still there and asks, "Shall we go have breakfast?" He will then proceed to the dining area at a measured pace according to Akira's abilities.

"No we'd better not miss our first day"

Akira tried her best to walk on her own, but kept wobbling and ended up holding Dan for support.

"This is ridiculous, " she muttered, "Stupid body"

Right before they got to the classroom, she pushes off Dan with an apologetic "rep" to a... Well it wasn't a run, more of a controlled flop, enters the classroom and literally collapses into the first available desk.

After Akira gets seated Dan/Josh steps up and leans down and whispers, "I am going to get some food, is there anything you would like me to bring back for you? Oh and me serving you might help with your rep." His tone is lighthearted and joking

Ana looks at Mira as Josh helps her up, "It is easier now, fewer people, less choices, chaos, easier to see, think. My head hurts less."

"You probably think I am mad, is okay my family thinks me mad too." She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment before offering a hand to Chou and quickly withdrawing it a trail of inky smoke falls slowly towards the floor.

"Sorry," she mutters, "force of habit. I usually have someone with me and now I, well now I do not know anything."

She follows the others to the classroom and sits at a desk.

Her face on the table, Akira jokes, "Ah, yeah, you could be my servant, just like mush-head has. If you want to carry me we could get you a litter. I'd look like ten times the queen as her. But in all seriousness, some toast. And maybe eggs. And papaya juice."

To Oxana, she says, "You're not mad, you just need to pick a choice and stick to it like everyone else"

Hmm, that didn't feel like a thought she would have, nor did it sound like her handler. Something funny was going on.

As you all enter the dining hall, the first thing you notice is probably the size. Based on what you saw at your dorms, and what Psychopomp said about the senior class having open spots, each class has a maximum of 60 students. There are at least 200 students in the room, additionally some people who seem to be faculty (based on apparent age) and the obvious requisite staff to prepare and serve the food. However, the room is large enough to host at least 500 people at a time. So either something is off with your estimations or the architect overcompensated. The hall is set up in a 'T' shape, seating found in each wing and a large food court set up at the convergence. If anyone goes to the food court you can find basically any kind of cafeteria food at any given time. Six stations are set up this morning. There's classic American breakfast with bacon, sausage, eggs. Next, a vast assortment of pastries (from danishes to donuts to cinnamon rolls). Next is another selection of many varieties of bread and jams, not every type of bread & jam, but you find your favorite. Rice in a number of varieties. Fruits from all around the world. Finally, a barista station, branded with a regal griffon called Cometcoin. Their menu is also pleasantly extensive.

As you make your way to a table, you start to pick out some of the faces you saw at morning assembly. Most seem to be going about their morning with little concern for anything but eating and chatting with their fellow students. You notice three people from your class specifically are not looking happy. They are scanning the room, trying and failing to do so with subtlety. Mushroom head has added to her 'court' and is now seated with six fellow students, the original four form the courtyard and two others from different classes. May people look in her direction and whisper, but she seems not to notice.

Dan/Josh was about to go and get the requested items when he stopped and instead, pulled the syllabus out of his back pocket and sat down. He unfolded the syllabus and flattened it upon the table while he was quietly talking trying to keep it low enough so that only those close by could hear. "Okay I am not sure if any of you got the syllabus but I did and I also read it. There appears to be a message hidden within that is very important. I have not quite fully sorted it out but it appears that there is an assignment that involves 5 students perhaps acting as villains or doing villainous things, along with that maybe some kind of potential attack, I think we are tasked with identify them considering that this part of the lesson I believe is called Threat Assessment. I will leave you the syllabus to look it over just pay attention to the printed anomalies, basically words not printed correctly, words bolded out of place, words missed aligned, words faded, and words in a slightly different fonts. I am going to go get some food for myself and Akira while I continue to mull these words over in my head. Maybe I will have a clearer message once I return or maybe you all will have it deciphered by then. Back in a bit." Having said that he gets up and heads to get the food Akira requested along with something for himself, leaving the syllabus on the table for the others to look over.

"It is not my choices that make my head hurt," Anika says Akira, the Slavic nature of her accent becoming particularly thick, "is your choices."

She looks at the crowded room and takes a breath, *Focus on something simple, the small not the large. One step, one breath, simple.*

Anika pulls her syllabus out of her rucksack and begins to compare it to Josh’s book. Checking to see if the text is the same in both books. If they are she pulls out a highlighter and begins marking only the bold words.

Akira lifts her head momentarily off the table to look around.
"Threat assessment? There's no one threatening here. Except Psychopomp, that dude is very threatening". Akira points to the three shifty eyed people. "They are hiding something".

To Anika she says, "Hey, don't worry, I'm just laying here", and sits her head back on the table.

And now Lotte was starting to get a headache. She sat down at the table and slumped, head on her forearms. Could someone just say something... Normal? Or act normal? Please? The closest thing to it was the tiny girl sitting across from her, but there was even something clearly wrong there, beneath the surface. "Who cares? I wanna go home. I've got customers."