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"It was... an experience to say in the least," Shun said flatly. Some of those moments had definitely been a little awkward for the reaper. Once he found out Vel had been wedged between d**k and Quin at 111, he raised an eyebrow. Well that made sense he suppose.

"Yes.. please," he requested of Mitsu. She was free to open up her own locker first, but he doubted he would be able to get the combination down correctly for his own. Not without many. Many tries.

37-23-20

Not that he really knew it but that was it. Those were the numbers Mitsu turned the locker's tumbler to in order to open the door for him.

And then suddenly he got slapped on the a**. Jumping a bit, he turned and stared hard at Freya.

"Was that necessary?" he asked in a neutral tone before raising an eyebrow at Shehk due to her ringtone. It was... interesting.

"I guess that explains why he wasn't murdered immediately..." Shehk mumbled, tracing her finger along that name.

Sniffing around for keys didn't really help Thackery much. He wasn't particularly sure why it would, really - with all of the keys he had hanging around his neck, the scent would have probably been everywhere. So he waited with the rest, arms impatiently folded until there was silence.

Silence was not what he'd been expecting. Where was Arel? Why wasn't he yelling at them?

Following a few of the others led him to a paper with a number. He narrowed his eyes at it. Someone else was onto the secretary. And if someone else wanted the keys...

He had another adversary.

He stored the number in his Skelenote app to research when he got back to his room, opting to return to the cubbyhole and the hallway behind it in the meantime. The darkness quickly set in without anything to guide him: for whatever reason, it occurred to him to use his phone to keep numbers, but not to light the way. There were voices ahead that led him in the right direction for quite a while, but their muffled disappearance was kind of puzzling. There hadn't been anywhere to go, right? It didn't make sense for them to all disappear into thin air.

"OUCH. What--Jacking--fdggh--!"

Until he tripped into the passageway revealed by the opened trap door. Thank Jack it was dark in here. Maybe nobody had seen that.

As he continued along, led by the voices of his peers once more, he brushed himself off. There was no telling how much dust and gunk had wormed its way down here over time. Especially since this appeared to be abandoned. He was in the middle of considering just how many decades it had been since the passage last had a visitor when he discovered that he might have been...kind of off. By a long time. The scent of fresh flowers burst into the air around the same time that the light began to guide him.

Lockers. The significance escaped him, until he noticed the names beneath the numbers. How old were these? Were they...? Brow furrowed, he hung close, glancing from nameplate to nameplate. She was Taru, but...he frowned. He didn't know her whole name. His ears drooped, and his pace slowed. They probably weren't even relevant, but it would have been neat, he thought.

He approached Mitsu again, hoping that she might be able to catch him up on anything he might have missed, but paused before speaking to her. There it was. There was her name.

The first two letters of her nameplate had been scratched out, and he couldn't help laughing. Maybe she wouldn't have wanted him to know her whole name after all. His fingertips pressed against the letters as if touching it would somehow make it more real, and he smiled at the locker. It was hers. Really, really hers.

"Mitsu?" he piped up, following suit. "What about number 113?"

Taima had quietly followed the group down the trap door and through the dark corridor, eager to see what other surprises lay ahead. She was only a little disappointed when the hallway opened into nothing more exciting than...a locker room. An old, abandoned one from the looks of it, but nothing that really shouted adventure. Some of the other students had started opening some of them, and Taima checked the back of the picture she had found. 188. She followed the bank of lockers around the room, from the first one until they ended at number 150. Well, that wouldn't work.

"Has anyone seen locker 188?" Taima called out to no one in particular.

"Everythings I do is necessary." Freya murmured distractedly to Shun, as she caught the numbers Mitsu gave her. What the ********? "That is.. the worst combination. That is like havings 12345 as yehr combination. Is so stupid. Thanks yeh, sweet Mitsu!" She popped the lock open, and threw it over her shoulder, right on Sparrow's foot unless he was fast enough to notice.

She opened it cautiously, and then closed it just as quickly, her face scrunching up in dismay. "It smells old in here..."

Once the door was unlocked, Shun opened the door slowly to see what was inside, ignoring Freya's comment in the meantime. There were a number of things inside. There were a few feathers strewn about within the locker, and what looked like a tooth or two. There was also a small badge with the Defenders insignia upon it, along with what looked like a student pin. Given the design, it could have very well been Vel's.

Furrowing his brow, he shifted aside some of the feathers while silently looking through. He knew she existed before but this was some very solid confirmation, in the case there was any doubt.

There was a small book under the feathers. Picking it up, he flipped through it idly. It must have been a journal of some sorts. Its contents.. he wasn't too sure of, but there were a few doodles here and there among all the writing.

Looking up, the Reaper spotted the small box that was sitting upon the top shelf. Carefully, he took it down, finding that it was locked. There was definitely something inside though. It was just a matter of what that would be. Hearing a soft jingle to the left side, he turned to see that Mitsu had one as well.

"... Strange.. You don't see a key in your locker do you?"

Locker 123 - 34-56-15

All of Meixiang's attention had fallen away from the conversations going on once the dark corridor soon acquired a bunch of lockers.

What...were these doing down here? It was quite odd for them to just be sitting here in this hallway. All by themselves. Upon closer inspection it seemed like they hadn't been touched or opened in a very, very long time.

Breaking away from her friends for the moment, she wandered towards one of the lockers a bit furthur down the row. Stopping in front of it, she ran her finger along its surface, reading over the unfamiliar name that was upon it. "1..2..3..." Reaching down, she jiggled the lock. Locked, of course.

She heard other students talking to the one who had the notebook. Apparently that seemed to have the combinations for the lockers. Tapping a finger on the locker door, she casually walked up to the ghoul. "I don't suppose you have the combination for 123 in that book too?"

After obtaining the combination, she skipped back to the locker. She flicked the spinner lock so that it spun around till it stopped then she swirled it back and forth from each number until the lock popped open. "Bingo!" Mei grinned happily to herself as she swung the door open. She stepped back as papers and an old musty book fell out. With a rapid blink of her eyes she looked at the locker, there wasn't really all that much in there. Bending down, she shuffled the papers together which seemed to be pages from the book. "Ghoulish Glee...a romance novel for lustful ladies.....?" The Jiang Shi almost burst out laughing but decided to tuck the book away to investigate later on.

As she stood she noticed a box on the top shelf. It was shiney and not dusty at all. Her eyes went wide as she picked that up as well, turning it over in her hand and squinting at it.