Basil got to his feet and stood up, putting his arm around Precious' shoulders as instructed "I am aware of my diminished condition. Your support is consistent with morality".

He was somewhat curious about the nature of the intruder. Perhaps they would be able to ascertain something of its nature from the remains of its body. It was unfortunate that they had chosen to punish the cyborg. "Pardon me Professor, but surely given John here is to be given detention, then such a penalty should fall upon my person in addition."

Professor Hereingbone sighs and starts filling out a second detention slip. "Does anyone else want detention? " he asks sarcastically.

Ophelia simply shook her head. "N..no, Sir." She was a little confused as to what had happened earlier. Better behave yourself, Ophelia. You don't want to get detention, right..?" She thought to herself.

Luna (aka Moonbeam Over Gravestones Under Inky Blackness) raises her hand. "I'd like to try one, my home schooling didn't feature anything like that.". She turns and smiles at Ophelia in greeting, accidentally showing her fangs.

Mr. Herringbone has to write on the back of the slip to finish writing down Luna's full name.

Edited by Nodrog on Jan 29th 2021 at 12:41:16 PM

Precious Leblanc

Precious guided Basil to the classroom doorway, unsurprised at this point by this non-reaction to what seemed, to her, to be an incident of extreme danger. However, she did pause at the doorway, looking over her shoulder to leave some parting words.

"I feel it may be worth noting that I was assaulted and mentally intruded upon by an unknown construct which John - and Basil - dispatched before you arrived. Just in the event that this changes your assessment of guilt. Also, I'm sure I don't need to point this out to you, but your classroom is still somewhat on fire. Now, come along, Basil."

Precious and Basil made their way laboriously down the halls in search of the nurse's office. Precious made a herculean effort to focus on the task at hand, but she was unfortunately unable to completely distract herself from the...slime...which was seeping into her dress where she made contact with her temporary charge. She was quite curious, admittedly, at what could have produced such a substance, but it would have been impolite to ask.

Precious was unsure if Basil would see it that way, but it was true nonetheless.

Luckily, Precious could recall enough of the map Professor Honey had shown their class earlier to direct them to the hallway housing the nurse's office. From there, it was a simple matter of searching for the appropriate signage. Soon enough, they arrived.

Precious rapped her knuckles twice, gently, against the door, before carefully turning the door handle and guiding Basil inside.

Precious opens the woman to find a woman in a bright white nurse outfit, currently bend over at the waist as she spreads a fresh paper sheet over a bed. "Just a moment" she calls out. the view from behind makes it clear the woman has a very shapely figure with long tan legs, a rounded bottom, and a long red prehensile tail.

She stands up, long blonde hair cascading down her back, to reveal D Cup breasts, a cute face with bright red lips and blue eyes, and a pair of short white horns sprouting from the top of her head.

"I'm Nurse Hello, what happened?" she asks in a breathy voice as she hurries over to examine the burned, slimy student. She places a hand on Basil, ignoring the slime.

Edited by Nodrog on Jan 29th 2021 at 4:18:31 AM

Demons were generally very odd creatures, they seemed to act contrarily to what they thought was beneficial, but obviously that was impossible. Basil was somewhat suspicious of the Nurse's intentions, but he doubted she would murder him then and there in front of everybody. There was still the question of why she was dulling his physical sensations.

"Greetings Nurse, I have been assaulted by an automaton using some form of high energy projectile weapon. Please see to my injuries and do not murder me. Murder is morally wrong."

Edited by bobbitwormhobbitwyrm on Jan 29th 2021 at 7:14:00 AM

Nurse Hello sets up what looks like a large fish tank (a little over by six feet long, three feet wide, and three feet high) with a cot in the bottom. She pours a box of what looks like fish flakes into the tank and then uses a hose to start filling the tank with water. The flakes dissolve in the water as the tank fills. Only when the tank is half full does Nurse Hello stop the water, then asks Precious to help her lower Basil into the water tank. Nurse Hello doesn't seem to notice how her starched white uniform turns see-through as it gets what, or how much her breasts rub against Precious and Basil as the two get Basil into the water.

"He should be fine by lunch time, but you should hurry back to class." Nurse Hello says.

Edited by Nodrog on Jan 29th 2021 at 8:39:25 AM

Precious Leblanc

Precious had, all her life (however short), been taught that an equanimous demeanor was the foundation of etiquette. She was thus, generally, not inclined to rebuke the behavior of others, no matter how seemingly improper, so long as they did not intentionally insult or infringe upon her person.

It took her several long seconds to convince herself that the amount of contact Nurse Hello was making with her was likely accidental, and thus not technically an infringement upon her person.

Ultimately maintaining composure, she took a step backwards after the task was done and bobbed her head in acquiescence.

"I'll take my leave, then. It was pleasant to meet you, Nurse Hello, and Basil, I wish you a rapid recovery."

With that, Precious left the office and headed back the way she had come. She picked up her pace only after she was sure that nobody was around to see her do so.

Precious is almost back to Professor Herringbone's classroom when a troll steps into the hallway; a five foot tall figure that is almost as wide as it is tall, with brown-green skin, a large bulbous nose, and wearing a leather loin cloth. The troll is dragging a wooden club behind it and it points a finger at Precious. "No running away!" the troll thunders, loud enough that even the people in the classroom can hear it.

Edited by Nodrog on Jan 30th 2021 at 7:01:21 AM

Precious Leblanc

Precious was quickly losing the ability to be alarmed at the sudden appearance of assailants who seemed to wish her harm. Thus, her only reaction to the appearance of the troll was to straighten her already upright posture slightly, and to tilt her chin to better meet the troll's eyes. She refused to be cowed by yet another brute indelicate enough to stoop to force.

She also spared a moment to wonder whether she had perhaps been cursed.

Then, she donned her most innocent, friendly demeanor, stuck out her hand, and smiled at the troll.

"Pardon me, I don't believe we've yet been introduced. My name is Precious Leblanc. You seem to be in some distress, is there anything I can help you with?"

The troll continues to hold his club so the head of the club is resting on the floor. With his free hand, he slaps his chest. "Me Kronk! Me hill minotaur!"

A quick glance will reveal that Kronk, despite his claims, has no sign of horns, hooves, or other noticeable bull like features. It should also be noted that trolls are not known for their logical deduction skills nor their ability to correctly use multisyllabic words.

Edited by Nodrog on Feb 5th 2021 at 2:37:38 PM

Precious Leblanc

Precious smoothly altered the motion of her hand to mirror, gingerly, the chest pounding Kronk had displayed. She took a moment to assess the "hill minotaur," deliberating on a course of action. Simple language would be best, she decided.

"Hello, Kronk. How are you?"

"Me good." announces Kronk. "You no run." He thinks for a moment. "This class time. You no in class. You need to have hill piss. Where hill piss?"

Pat appears, with Roland walking behind him. "Oh, Precious, I see you met Kronk the Hall Monitor. Would you show these two to the class room?"

Pat waves at Roland and the part of the hallway next to Roland.

Edited by Nodrog on Feb 13th 2021 at 1:27:14 PM

Precious Leblanc

Precious, having mentally prepared herself for yet another attempt to erroneously give her detention, was somewhat caught off guard by Pat's arrival.

"Oh, yes, Kronk and I were just getting acquainted, weren't we Kronk?"

She cocked her head at Pat's insinuation that there were not one but two students beside him, but after a moment of scrutinizing the air Pat had looked to, she determined that discretion was the better part of valor. She nodded her assent.

"Of course, Pat. It was lovely to meet you, Kronk, but as you have heard we must be going. We'll meet again, I'm sure."

She bobbed a slight curtsy and edged around the hulking "hill minotaur", gesturing for her fellow students (both real and imaginary, as the case may be) to follow her.

"As Pat said, my name is Precious Leblanc. I'm a new student as well, though I suppose I have had a bit more time to adjust to the campus than you may have. How would you prefer to be introduced to the class, when we arrive?"

Roland

This school was certainly interesting, already just a few moments in and he couldn't help but think that his time here would either be quite wonderful or result in a litany of lawsuits. "Just Roland is fine, I might look like someone who would care about minor things like titles but please don't let that leave a bad mark on me. I'm the kind of casual guy you could find anywhere in the world." he spoke with a smile more akin to a snake, sweet words that could either be true or hiding venom right before the bite. "I look forward to meeting the rest of the class and getting to know them, but I'm also a bit nervous. I don't suppose you could tell me a bit about them?"

Precious Leblanc

Once clear of Kronk, Precious smoothly turned and began walking backwards to better face her temporary charges. She maintained a polite smile as Roland responded, though she noted with distant amusement that those who went out of their way to proclaim themselves average were typically anything but.

On the other hand, odd seemed to be the standard in this place.

She took a moment to formulate an answer to Roland's question. She could not, of course, speak poorly of any of her classmates at this juncture, not when her own social standing had not yet been properly established. However, this was an opportunity to establish herself as an ambassador, of sorts, which could be quite beneficial if done correctly.

"I havent had the chance to properly get to know everyone, you understand, but I can certainly give you an overview. Luna is quite friendly, for example, and rather a font of knowledge if you engage her on the proper topic. She's the one with the accent and the sharp teeth.

John, the gentleman with the metal arm and the robotic shadow, has been lovely so far in my estimation, and...vigorous in his defense of others, including, as it happens, myself.

Basil is not currently in attendance, having been slightly injured during an altercation a moment ago - I've just come from escorting him to the nurse, actually. He is very, ah, forthright. You'll know him when you see him, he tends to be damp.

The only people, by my assessment, around whom you may need to exercise caution, are Lash and Dash. They're older, and not precisely in our class, but they have proven rather pugnacious to say the least. I will endeavour to point them out should they appear. They do, by the by, seem to respond quite well to monetary incentives."

She quirked a smile, and added,

"As for myself, please feel free to seek me out for any reason at all. I do so enjoy helping others."

Edited by furnacedoor on Feb 17th 2021 at 4:16:00 AM

Lark, after hearing the other two talk, decides to introduce himself.

He sure appreciated the school, for one, he had been homeschooled all of his life. To go to an actual school is great. The other people there were very nice it seemed...he hoped...

“Thank you, Mx. I’m Lark. That’s my name. I...sure will have a fun time. I guess.”

Roland

That was quite a bit to take in, but it was all information he happily stored in his mind for future use. It seemed like at the very least the classroom wasn't going to be a boring environment where he could enjoy being head and shoulders above his classmates. But one particular piece of information was that there had been a fight recently, and by the way she spoke of it that sort of thing didn't sound utterly uncommon. "Someone got hurt, thats awful," he shook his head if only to hide the smile on his face. By the time he faced up again his features were schooled into one of perfect concern. "I hope something like that isn't too normal, I'm not a big fan of violence." an utter lie, but it was something anyone in his position would be expected to say. "But I will be leaning on you a bit until I get my footing in this place, I hope you can put up with me until then Precious,"

He had no illusion that he would be able to wrap the girl in front of him around his finger, more then likely she would be a threat more then an asset as time went on. But one manipulation for another was how the phrase went, and he was willing to be buddy buddy with another person until the knife was to be slid in.

“Eh...kinda used to it.”

His older brother and sister usually bullied him during homeschool, but his mother didn’t care. She loved the twins, but hated him.

“Who got in a fight? Y’know, just so I can stay away from them.”

Daniel Browne, on his first morning at the school, finds himself stopped by the school's janitor. Pat quickly finds the gun and knife and, with a disapproving look at Daniel, confiscates the gun and hands the knife back. "I *highly* disapprove of deals like that." Pat says "But unfortunately, as Lucy pointed out, I have to let you people find your own way.". Pat then launches into a several hour long lecture on what mundane items are and are not allowed on the island. By the time the lecture is over, Daniel realized he has missed most of the morning. Pat then escorts Daniel to an outside area that looks a bit like a paint-ball arena.

A tall man dressed in shorts, shirt, and whistle is standing at the field. "Hello again, Pat. I assume this is a new student.". The man thrusts out his hand. "I'm Coach Goode. You're a couple minutes early, I was just making sure the course was ready for a game of 'Save the Citizen'."

Edited by Nodrog on Feb 18th 2021 at 5:06:23 AM

Precious Leblanc

Roland was certainly putting forth a good effort at appearing charming. Whether it was forced or not remained to be seem, but at the very least she could appreciate the strategy. She nodded her head demurely, her smile widening.

"Of course, I shall do my very best not to lead you astray."

The sudden appearance of the other student was startling, but Precious vastly preferred invisible to imaginary, so the confirmation of an actual, corporeal person was welcome in her book.

"Ah, what an impressive trick! I'm sure you'll find it useful in a place such as this. As for the fight, it was admittedly quite odd. From what I gathered, a time-travelling robot was seeking information about the school, and to get it, it felt that it needed to murder our teaching assistant and assault my person both physically and mentally. Oh, and it almost pulled the fire alarm."

She shrugged wryly.

"It's been something of an eventful day."

Daniel

Daniel simply rolls his eyes and sighs as the lecture concludes. "What, I ain't got no second amendment?" He smirks, clearly just being a smartass. He follows the janitor as he leads him, giving a slight, casual smile as he was greeted by the coach. "Hey, Goode. I'm Daniel." He gave a firm handshake, just tight enough to sting most people. On the surface, he had an excited, dancing spirit, but it only served to thinly mask a suffocating hatred for existence itself.

He looked around the arena, giving a sly look to Coach Goode. "So... do we get to rough anyone up in this game? Y'know... brawl, throw hands, engage in fisticuffs?" He rocked on his heels. "Just wonderin', no reason." His eyes narrowed slightly.

Coach Goode smiles. "Well, it seems the school has an excellent Nurse, and there are a few students who I wouldn't mind if you made sure they became acquainted with the school's medical facilities."

Coach Goode proceeds to describe Precious and John to Daniel.