►►► MAYFIELD HIGH;
[ Sakura Haruno Pervysage knew her day was off to a great start when she ended up with a new teacher who insisted on calling her Miss Pervysage. In front of everyone. Every single time he addressed her. Unfortunately for someone who's notorious for being a know-it-all, she heard enough 'Miss Pervysage' to last a lifetime.

Walking out of the boy's restroom is one pleasant Sakura cracking her knuckles. Naturally, running out of the very same door within seconds is the teacher from before with his hair drenched. He may or may not be screaming about calling a 'Mrs. Pervysage' to reprimand her out of control daughter. Oh well. Now it's Tsunade's problem and not her own. Even if there's a bit of guilt in her heart for sending the 'reminder' straight to her face, it's one that she no longer has to deal with for the day. ]

►►► AROUND TOWN;
[ After that embarrassing morning, Sakura chooses to ditch the rest of her classes for a bit of personal time and reflection before work. Throughout the day, she can be found at any of the following locations:

( A ) The comic book shop. Here she seems to be flipping through the pages with a look of disbelief. Did 'heroes' really dress so ridiculous? This was the sort of thing she would expect from Bushy Eyebrows.

( B ) The park. What better place to get caught missing school at than at a public park? Her task for the day may come off as looking over various plants, but she's actually trying to locate any herbs familiar to her.

( C ) The pharmacy near Mayfield Hospital. Familiarizing herself with what glances at medicine she can get, she's shooed out the door after a while.

( D ) Neutron Diner. It's her first evening of work and she's struggling to grasp the concept of roller skates today. The best substitute she can come up with for now is using each and every car as a way to stop her skates. So if you've come by for a meal? Expect it to arrive at a very fast speed. All while she's complaining under her breath about it being too cold and concerns of any ice that may remain on the ground. ]

►►► PHONE;
Heya everyone. I haven't had a chance to really sit down and talk much on the phone lately. [ Unless it was relevant to her interests and all. ] They aren't really popular back home, so I'm trying my best to acknowledge it better. This is the main form of communication here, right? There's no secret letter exchange or anything else a bit more formal, is there?

Oh! It's rude of me to just start asking questions without introducing myself. I'm Sakura. Some of you might have seen me at school or around a bunch. I arrived during a lot of strange incidents. [ She sounds uncertain of herself now, as though struggling to figure out how to approach this topic. ] I was told that those trials happen during holidays, so does anyone have a good list of weeks to prepare for? Well, mentally at least. I don't think I stand much of a chance preparing physically for some of these things. I'd be thankful for any help.

[Home: Locked to 915 Bilko]

[When Ran woke up this morning she'd expected to make breakfast for her family then head off to school like any other day. The typical panic set it as it would for any new Mayfield arrival, though Ran didn't let herself stay scared and confused for long.

She moved past her shock of finding herself in a room she didn't recognize and entirely different clothes to a firm and immediate defense. Ran soundlessly placed herself by the door to the room she was being held in. Quickly determining it wasn't locked she waited until she heard someone walking by then swung open the door with the intent on slamming the wooden fixture into one of her kidnappers house mates.

Whether it connected or not, Ran left little chance for any retaliation. She followed up her first assault with a yell and a spinning kick to disarm or disable whomever was outside her room.

What a great first impression...]

[Mayfield high school: before class]

[Standing in the entrance of the building is a rather perplexed girl holding her bag hesitating to step on the clean tile floors.]

Uhm, excuse me... [Approaching whomever passes by, about to enter the school.]

Do you know where the shoe lockers are? I'm sort of new here.

[Mayfield high school: end of the day]

[Now Ran's in the gym! Looking around in hopes of finding any sort of Karate club that she could join. She may as well stay active so long as she was going to be here, right? Though after a few discouraging attempts with the drones, she'll move right along into practicing on her own. ]

[Phone]

From what I've heard from everyone today this phone calls out to all of the town and since I'm going to be here for a while... [Her voice is only slightly distant despite the news. She's trying hard to keep a cheery persona.]

I thought I'd go ahead and introduce myself. Hello, my name is Mouri Ran.

a. locked to 435 Peepers

[Had she fallen asleep after Mag had left her house and she'd begged her father to go after her? Shilo didn't know. What she did know was that it was far too bright outside her window, being used to unending grey skies as she was. It wasn't as noisy, either. She opened her eyes, and...this was definitely not her room. None of her posters, nothing of her bug collection, not the plastic-canopied bed.]

What the...?

[She gets up - oh. It's nice to have real hair and not a wig! But that's less important than figuring out where she is. Shilo dresses - in as low-key a printed dress as she can find in this weird closet - and goes downstairs.]

Hello?

--
b. Mayfield High

There's another new girl among the ranks. She's quiet, mostly focused on her books, but she seems fascinated in biology class. Still, she's trying not to touch anything or anyone more than she has to. What's her deal?

--
c. phone; unfiltered

Hello. My name's Shilo. This is going to sound weird, but there's not a big deal here about people getting surgery, right? Not because they have to, but because they want to.

[She has no idea the of the size of the can of worms she's opening.]

[Action: outside 5724 Cunningham Lane; afternoon]

[Eiki was standing on the roof of her house as if she were standing in the ground. The wind around her tossed her skirt and hair to the side but other than that she seemed perfectly steady. It was about time she did this, in all honestly she wasn't sure why she hadn't done this sooner. While holding the Rod of Remorse she raises her arm up as if pointing the rod to heaven, shortly after doing this a large amount of energy is absorbed from her surroundings. It's almost as if a mist is formed around her and drawn into her before she begins. It's enough to be noticeable by anyone sensitive, but then she was generally noticeable by anyone sensitive normally.

After absorbing the energy she lowers the rod down in a swiping motion and expels energy, a much larger amount than what she had just absorbed. It's like a downward blast though without any physical interaction with objects. Around the house a light starts to form taking shape as if the property line was being drown out with a glowing pen of light. When the line completes itself light shoots upward forming a powerful wall, but only for a moment. The minute it becomes it's brightest, almost a blinding white light, it vanishes.

Eiki does nothing further other than take a look around the outside of the house before nodding to herself.]

That will do.

[Phone]

Every culture has different ideologies of what happens after death, however most of them are at least similar with the idea that the soul goes onto something either different or more. That the soul is not simply lost. Many cultures have beliefs that after death you will either be rewarded for doing things that were desirable, or punished for those considered undesirable while alive. I am curious if those here in this town have more varying beliefs when it comes to this system.

So I ask you all this: What do you think happens after you die?

[There's nothing suspicious here. Nothing at all. Well, except for the moe faced mechanical doll and the carpenter working hard on the side of a garage. The garage at 1125 Taylor, as a matter of fact.

Sitting on a chair watching is Merem. With him are quite a few rats and a few birds. Also, surprisingly, both of his arms are gone....]

Did Ciel really say that? That's rather embarrassing, I'd imagine.

What was that...?

[One of the rats chitters and then they all start rolling around, one flopping right off the chair. Merem ends up laughing along with them.]

A good king likes to help out but...heh. He can't help his appearance. I think they call that Plumber's Disease, by the way.

No, no, don't keep making fun of him. You'll hurt his pride. And Lady Windup doesn't exactly have a sense of humor. She'll take what you say literally so be careful.

Though did you hear? The Rat King has been hanging around with girls lately. I wonder if he's taken a liking to them. He might end up being more human than me before it all ends.

[He tilts his head as another rat speaks up.]

Well, he is more properly behaved and groomed than you. Of course he'll get free food. What? You think that's all it is? Hm....

Instead of pondering that, how about you get back to work. I'll have something special for you once it's all over.

[All the animals bound down from the chair and start to help out, carrying tools here and there and keeping things level. Thankfully, the creepy one sided conversation is over but it's like he's really Snow White.]

[ It deeply troubled Madoka that she had failed to hand out all of her Valentines Day chocolates. Flowers had happened, resulting in her becoming so forcefully distracted that she didn't get around to it. The logical option should have been to hand them out the very next day, but Madoka was too shy an embarrassed.  One day went by. Two days went by.

Nearly a week...

The chocolates sat in her room, mocking her with their untouched wrapping. Madoka sat in her room Thrusday night and stared at the poor chocolates. She was never going to hand them out at this rate. This was silly. She shouldn't have expected someone like her to pull this off. Her homemade chocolates probably tasted terrible anyway... ]

... No! Don't think that way! [ Madoka took a deep breath, gathered the remaining chocolates, and headed to the kitchen. ] I have to stop thinking like that..!

[ Friday ☆ High School ]
[ Madoka melted down her chocolates, made some extra, and brought a fairly large bag of homemade chocolates to school today. She tried to give them all cute icing pictures and made her close friends extra-special chocolates, but she is handing them out to anyone. Yup. Anyone. Even if you've never met Madoka before, she'll approach you and offer you a chocolate. If you're a friend then she'll probably spend most of the day trying to track you down. ]
Um-... um, I know it's late, but... but Happy Valentines Day-- er, um... Happy... February?

[ Friday ☆ Around Town ]
[ With whatever she has to spare, Madoka will be visiting the various shops of Mayfield and, once again, offering her chocolates to anyone that she sees. ]
Um, good afternoon! S-sorry, is this an okay time...?