ORIENTATION

[allforevil]

[When you start to stir from your slumber, you awaken to the smell of dust and rotted wood. Your bed is far from comfortable -- lumps in the mattress, a tattered blanket that barely keeps you warm and a pillow almost as hard as a rock-- and you'll immediately see there are others in your room with you.

All of you are confused, surely. "Where am I?" "What place is this?" Questions like that stir through your mind while you take in your surroundings. Something might catch your eye before anything else, though. A coloured chest tied with a bow, a large gift tag is attached to it with your name on it. There's one for everyone in each dorm, and if you open it you'll find:

An old, worn school uniform.
A colourful costume.
And a pamphlet with information about you, about your stay in this Academy, and a map of the layout of the school and the training grounds outside. The descriptions are vague, leaving out important details about your new super powers called "Quirks", a bland description about how you were selected to join the Academy called "VA" (no explanation what it means), and even the map has lame descriptions of locations that don't really give you a good idea of where you're staying.

Before you can start exploring, or chatting away with your neighbors, a voice rings over old intercoms. It sounds low and comforting, like a long lost friend. But there's something about that that feels.. unsettling. A feeling in your gut that this voice was anything but friendly.

"Welcome, students. You must be very confused, but I assure you I'll be able to answer all the questions you have in just a few minutes.

For now, relax, explore, and meet your new classmates who will be staying with you during this semester.

Oh, but..... whatever you do, don't enter the dining room."

The intercom cuts off, leaving you with a cryptic message to think about on top of.. everything else you're dealing with right now.]

Comments

[encelevenemus]

[Where it hurt? Mostly his pride.]

[Something about that--maybe the phrasing, maybe the offer itself--seemed to startle the man in black, briefly looking up as though he'd seen a ghost before swiftly recovering.]

I am uninjured. What is going on?

[hebibara]

[ Hm. Reaction noted. ]

Oh, that is a most welcome relief!

It seems that we've all abruptly found ourselves in this unfamiliar place -- judging by your question, I assume I can count you among us!

Each of us has been given a personal chest with a welcome letter -- as students at this "Academy" [ though you look pretty old for that lmao ] -- and a few other items, so I would recommend that as your starting point.

[ Getting up and helpfully going to check the still unclaimed chests! ]

Let's see, what name should I be looking for?

[encelevenemus]

What-?

[Being asked for his name clearly threw him off yet further, like the very question was ludicrous.]

...His Majesty Somnus Lucis Caelum I, king of Lucis.

[hebibara]

Ah! I hope that you shall forgive my ignorance, Your Majesty, and that I have not unwittingly spoken out of turn up until now!

[ This kind of talk seems to come very naturally to him. It doesn't even sound sarcastic. ]

I am, of course, your humble servant!

[ He bows for good measure. Now, let's see... ]

Here we are, Your Majesty! I apologize that it does not appear to be much more luxurious than my own; clearly our host must have made an error on the requisition forms. Perhaps we could lodge a formal complaint.

[ A n y w a y, he's just going to stay here and watch over His Majesty's shoulder as he opens it. ]

[encelevenemus]

[What even the fuck. Somnus recovered as quickly as he could, dusting off archaic black clothes and crossing over to the chest opening it--uniform, costume, and a pamphlet he picked up and flipped through with an irritated frown.]

This makes no sense. I surely did not leave the capital.

[hebibara]

Likewise, I am quite certain I did not leave my own academy for this one! And yet, here we are.

[ Can he get a look at what the Royal Quirk is according to the pamphlet if he leans in a little here... ]

[encelevenemus]

[He sure can, or enough of a look to see that his Quirk is called Draconian and some mention of horns, teeth, and scales.]

[That's probably fine.]

[Somnus himself didn't seem too happy about it, stopping barely short of scowling.]

Just what manner of elaborate joke is all of this? Who are you, to start with?

[hebibara]

[ i n t e r e s t i n g ]

My apologies, Your Majesty! I should not have neglected my personal introduction, but I did not wish to intrude! "Surely the King has more important things on his mind right now than the question of my identity", I thought... alas, it was my failure in judgment.

Ibara Saegusa, at your service!

[encelevenemus]

[do you ever get the feeling you're being mocked but you just can't honestly tell for sure]

[yeah.]

Hardly a sort of name I would claim familiarity with, but that's irrelevant at present. What do you know of the situation past what's written here?

[hebibara]

Ahaha, naturally, I would not expect Your Majesty to be familiar with a lowly name like mine!

Unfortunately, I have very little information to offer, as I only woke up here a few minutes before you did. You did hear the announcement, I presume?