1st Shot :: There's no place like home

[notyetageneral]

[Backdated to the 16th]


[Intro]
[Tyve's eyes practically shoot open at the sound of sirens. Sirens meant attack. Even though these sounded different to the ones she'd heard before, it was a sound that always meant danger. But there was no way.. Not with all the security at the academy. No. This is a nightmare. Another night terror. These sirens are not real. Managing to swallow her fear a bit, she starts to breath slowly and deeply to calm herself. Breath in. Breath out. Breath in-Why weren't the sirens stopping? Damnit... She sits up slowly, cautiously. This was no dream she realizes, as she takes in her surroundings. Everything is wrong. For one thing she had fallen asleep in a dormitory room last night...]

What is this.

[Snapping to alertness, she slips out of bed quickly, taking note of the strange pictures with strangers she doesn't know and her closet full of some of the girliest outfits she has ever laid eyes on in some of the strangest styles to boot. Slipping out of her room, she wonders if it's some sort of test...]


[Action :: Locked to 727 Anderson Lane]

[Having assessed the situation as hostile, have Tyve coming at you using a broom she's managed to find much like a sword. Whether you're ready or not.]

[Action :: Mayfield High :: All]

[You're approached by a new person. Who isn't these days with all these comings and goings in Mayfield? In any event, she looks sort of confused as she clutches a paper and fidgets in her dress like she's not used to wearing the thing.]

Excuse me, can you take me to this room? [She points to her clutched paper which is something that appears to be a schedule. It might be a class. It might be lunch. The long and short of it is Tyve is completely and utterly lost.]

Comments

Action: School!

[mathisradical]

[ Who would even approach Niou- He pauses to give her a once over, as if checking to see if she's worth his time and concern. Apparently, he decides she is, because he smirks and nods. ]

No problem. What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't help a damsel in distress? [ A quick glance at the paper before gesturing down the hall. ] Looks like we're headin' to the same place anyway.

[notyetageneral]

[Her brows crinkle together ever so slightly when being referred to as a 'damsel'. She suspects she might have asked the wrong person with that smirk on his face, but right now she just wants to survive the day.]

I'm hardly a damsel. I'm simply new to this town. Though I do thank you for assistance. [Always manners.]

Ah.. [Glances in the direction where Niou has vaguely gestured at.] You have history as well then?

[mathisradical]

[ Ooh, more fresh meat. How exciting. ] New, huh? Where're you from? [ He sets off down the hall, fully expecting her to follow him. ] That I do.

[notyetageneral]

[Tyve nods in response.] If what I've been told is to believed, I'm from a completely different world. The terms I've heard slung about. America. The 1950s. None of those things make any sense to me to be honest. [She cants her head slightly] And you?

[Begins to walk beside Niou, slipping into a surprisingly fast stride] Though I am curious about the history of this place.

[mathisradical]

[ Thank god for long legs. He can keep up. ] Y'get a lot of that around here. People from completely different worlds and planets. Histories and mythology doesn't fuckin' match up the way it should. [ A shrug. ] You'll have better luck talkin' to people who've been here for a while. The libraries won't give you anything you're lookin' for.

[notyetageneral]

[What? But libraries are repositories of knowledge! She glances at Niou with a bit of disbelief.] Surely there's something at the library that has a hint of our predicament.

[mathisradical]

[ A shrug. ] Not really. Can't say I've done a thorough search, but from what I've gathered, they have nothin' about this place. They like keepin' us in the dark. They probably get off on it.