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Who: figaro and you!
What: a good doctor trying to get his bearings in another world
Where: just around the school
When: the rest of the month of april, after the murder investigation



i.

[ funny how figaro has found himself in a school after wrapping up a recent mission that involved a school... but this one looks a little more different from what he's used to. they only had schoolhouses in the south where rutile worked as a teacher and not sprawling buildings like this one, and not to mention the unfamiliar technology that range from vending machines to dated cellphones, to boot.

so now here he is - a rather tall man who looks too old to be wearing a school uniform (but still looks very good in it nonetheless) standing in front of a vending machine, stroking his chin as he surmises its contents. ]

There should be a way to get some food out of there, is it? [ mostly talking to himself, but if there's someone who happens to be around while he's being a boomer over here that'd be great ] I'm not too used to technology, I'm afraid. I don't even have any mana stones on me to activate it.

[ please tell him nothing in this world is powered by dead wizards thanks ]

ii.

[ well that sure is a dead body in a case. figaro isn't even rattled at the sight of it, having seen so many himself. he does peer closer to get a better look at it... ]

Has anyone tried taking her out of the case yet? [ he lifts a hand as if to summon something in his palm, but no dice. ugh. ] Wonder how they kept her in such pristine condition. She should be rotting by now, if she were human.

[ then again, judging from the student body and faculty that act like he's been here for a while, who go in and out of the school like ghosts... well. this isn't the first time in a haunted school, at any rate. ]

iii.

[ a doctor like him would naturally gravitate towards the clinic, and after making a couple subtle winks with the resident school nurse (why), he heads over to the cot and presumably finding someone there - a fellow transfer, perhaps? ]

Oh? Are you taking a nap here as well?

[ figaro you're supposed to feign illness... but with his smile he should be in on the secret. he'd like some rest too, ok ]