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Lizzy stood up, and looked around, just in time to see that they were two members down. Immediately, she went over to Mitsu, giving her hand a brief squeeze to reassure her, before taking out her eyephone and... Wait, would Shun even be able to text her back? She frowned, and started texting Demi instead, who was the other dissipated person.



She then approached the students standing nearby, "Uh, do you guys think that the desk is worth moving...? I've checked under the rug for anything weird, but a majority of the floor is being covered by the desk, so... But it also means that we'll have to move the desk back afterwards."

Sammy nodded taking the feather from the doctor bending it so it was shaped into a hook like form. "Actually, doc, you're immune to most diseases... does that include a poison bite by chance?" She eyed the desk frowning, "If we can't find any way to open it besides ourselves if you're willing..." She let it trail off. She could understand if the doctor had reason to not try that plan, but as a last ditch effort it might be worth a shot.

Still she took the hooked feather and attempted to tug the drawer open from the bottom with it.

The gnome turned to look the way he came, moving in that direction before stopping. The little gears inside his head clicked and clanged as he thought. "Wait," he began slowly, "How do you know about that spot that way if you came from over there?" The gnome pointed in the direction Hel came from.

(( Want to bluff and talk your way out? Roll one 20-sided dice. Want to attack? Roll attack dice. ))



Sammy can see several items that could be used, however the relative use and success of the items vary greatly.



The journal ends with Red gearing up to take her second year exam. Red was quite verbose when it came to writing. Then again, she was required to detail everything she did whenever she landed in detention in order to think about what she did. While it was meant to be some form of punishment, in all honesty it seemed Red took it as an opportunity to keep a record of what went wrong, why, and how to avoid it next time.



The medical kit is at least 9" x 7" x 3". It cannot fit into the jacket pocket, however Mitsu is able to shove it into the front of her coat providing her coat was zipped up.



Taryn doesn't think she hears anything.



Amrita can't tell -- it's too dark to see!



A majority of the pictures are photograph of Halloween citizens with impressive racks in both tasteful and tasteless poses. There were several articles, however it was too dark to read them. Some of the photos seemed to have been marked in some way, some defaced with x's and dots whereas others have notes scribbled in the margins. And -- is that a signature on one of the photos? Huh.



(( Which drawer? ))

Once he had put down the not-so-innocent book rather hastily, Sparrow had slipped from the hidey-hole and made his way back into the main part of the office - in time to see first one, then another student dissipate.

It was dangerous, apparently, being in Professor Red's office. Sparrow pressed his lips together, swallowing hard as he stepped over towards where Lizzy was speaking.

"It might be noisy, yeah," he said, with a glance at the dark-skinned ghoul who had spoken up. "But if you need help, I'll help you move it. If there's something there that could answer a few questions, well..."

He trailed off, a little uncertainly, and gave the desk a wary glance.

Sammy hooked the feather onto the bottom of the middle drawer, moving to the side as she tried to tug it out

WHACK!

Hel's boot caught the gnome off-guard, sending him up and into the air against the wall.

WHAM!

The gnome flew into the wall face-first and seemed to hang there for a moment before it slowly slid down, flopping onto the floor.

He didn't move, but he didn't dissipate either.



The journal slid into its place back on the shelf. Another one was selected at random. A quick flip through it revealed that there were unreadable sections towards the end. Looks like the journal was written during her second year. There aren't as many detention escapades; seems like Red learned her lesson and started to become a bit more careful. There are two major highlights: seems Red got it in her head to start up a club, and this year there was a guest speaker at Amityville.

The guest speaker wasn't supposed to be there for too long. Apparently there were "complications" that lead a guest speaker to sign-on as a teacher. Red didn't seem to dwell on this, though. She seemed rather happy that they were sticking around, mentioning that she liked learning from them.

There are a couple pages in the journal dedicated to various symbols. Looked like Red was determined to settle on a symbol for her club before going on to make it. A couple of the designs look a bit familiar...

Another page looks like someone else wrote in it. There's several lines of writing, indecipherable. Each line looks different, not just in terms of symbols but in terms of length, height, and width of both sentences and symbols.



There is a rough, grating sound of metal against stone. The feather grates even harder as it encounters the lock mechanism keeping the drawer closed. When the feather's pulled out, the edges of it have been dulled.

If Sammy could blush, she would, she had picked the wrong drawer completely.

"H-hey Mal can I have another feather I um... wrong drawer. Or umm.." She glanced about looking for a long pole like object or ruler to try and pull open the Right side middle drawer.