peckenpaugh | Around campus today

WEDNESDAY, May 27th

A few specific classes are cancelled today: any sessions of Potions, Hermeticism, DADA and Artificing for all years are made free periods for the day.

[UP TO FOUR STUDENTS (claim below)] saw Mr. Berzelius, Ms. Altizer, Dr. Ranui and Mr. Purcell head to the BoMB camp this morning, where they stayed for several hours.

[UP TO TWO STUDENTS (claim below)] later skipped class when they noticed the quartet leaving with a group of BoMB agents and aurors. They followed at a safe distance, out of campus, into town, to Elflock Lanes. The large group disappeared inside and did not return. [CLAIMED: Kermit, Trudy]

Back on campus [CHARACTER A] spots the specialist aurors seeking Pocket at the falls. She never answers their calls.

Over the course of the day, more and more of the residual vines wilt and die all over campus. That sense of safety that has hung over the holler since Pocket's party actually eases to a feeling of normalcy.

In the evening [UP TO THREE CHARACTERS (claim below)] witness the return of the group that went to the bowling alley. They seem jubilant. [CLAIMED: Aristotle, 2 more]

A bit before curfew, a mandatory assembly is called during which Ms. Kwan announces with a great deal of relief that the glyphs put in place to control the plant infestation have been strengthened and the holler can go back to healing.
- All in all, the tone of the assembly is celebratory, though not overly so. Caution is still emphasized.
- All students who have returned memories thus far are named and thanked for their assistance, as the revised and repaired glyph-work would not have been possible without them.
- While some vines may persist, and may still be sentient, no new ones should spring up. If students spot new growth, they should report to staff immediately.
- The BoMB and aurors stationed here will remain through the end of the school year. Over summer break, a full investigation will be launched.
- The magimagicicada are doing well. Just exhausted and in need of rest. We've invited them to prom, though! It'll be their first official appearance in thirty years!
- Curfew restrictions are still in place as we monitor the situation. We'll let everyone know when they're lifted.
- Anyone who brought a Bub & Pepsi talisman with them might notice that at the assembly, it was humming very, very faintly.
After the assembly, students are sent back to their dorms for the evening. Huh. Guess it's time to start planning that prom outfit?

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This...feels strange. The ward is back up. But the ward was only ever a bandaid. They’d figured that much. The palpable relief doesn’t quite reach Audrey’s own features. Still, though. If it means Pocket gets a break, it can’t be all bad. “What color prom dress would she like.” She murmurs to whoever is near. She figures she owes the bug a big old bag of secondhand finery to choose from. At the very least.

Edited 2020-05-27 17:34 (UTC)

Bandaid, indeed. No word on Pouch's heart. It's not a satisfying conclusion, but it's undeniable that everything feels better. Maybe this time they'd managed to do it right. It's not like Eddy has a clue what Pouch was actually planning to do that night. Still, seems like a thing wasn't where it was meant to be. His expression is neutral during the assembly, a little distant, no different from usual really.

"Black's classic," Eddy opines softly from beside Audrey, "But. Think she prefers rainbow."

Edited (hi they're friends now) 2020-05-27 18:17 (UTC)

The idea of their dear glitzy bug wearing anything black makes a little smile spark on Audrey’s face. She nods, though, at his next idea. “Something rainbow. Something sparkly. Think I’ll bring her a whole selection.” She turns to face him, then to maybe see what he thought of this all. Whether she’s in the wrong for doubting it. She trusts Eddy’s opinion; he has the same priorities as she does. “So.”

Unfortunately, they have equal communication skills, too.

Edited (Bug buddies :() 2020-05-27 20:38 (UTC)

"Disco," he offers. Maybe not the right era, but it's definitely sparkly. It should also be noted that the only clothes Eddy's ever picked out for himself have the NASA logo emblazoned on them. So he may not be the right person to consult for this task. But really, "Think she'll like whatever you pick." Pocket always seems happy just to be thought of.

But fashion isn't really on Audrey's mind either, apparently.

"So." He echoes back, shoulders pulling up as he exhales heavily. Seems the black polish on his nails has been savaged the last few days, and he's doing his thumbnail no favors as he reaches for words to put to the ambiguously not-quite-easy feeling in his stomach. His gaze finally moves to her properly when he settles on, "Not ideal."

"Oh disco." She pretty much whispers, mind going all the way back to the Spellunking shelves, mentally cataloguing what she could come up with in the way of the seventies. He's right. That'd be very cute.

She waits for him to answer, but doesn't look concerned when he has to take a pause. It's like that, sometimes. More often than not, these days. Her smile grows a little sad. "No." She agrees with that assessment, "It...was fast." Too fast. She doesn't need to say that.

There's a moment of consideration. The bugs have never been too forthcoming, so it's hard to judge, but at the same time. "..Yeah." He rolls his shoulder, pushing at the discomfort. It's an odd, lost feeling. Like finally finishing a test after studying all week. Strange to have it over, trying to remember what normal is. Worse is the gnawing feeling that all the answers were wrong. "Guess... that's it?" He looks to Audrey, uncertain if they're really supposed to just let it go now.

There's a soft humming from his back pocket that he hasn't noticed yet.

Hearing it out loud. That cements it, because her first reaction is to laugh softly. She stops, surprising herself. Well. One part of her knew what was what. She stands up a little straighter, not giving in to what must be a false sense of security. She doesn't know any logical next step. But.

"It's not over til it's over." She counters. "I...would want to talk to them. First. It's...a fresh scab. That's all."

Eddy remains slouched as ever, but her determination does provoke something of a grim smile. It's good, not being in this alone. Well, maybe not good. Reassuring. He doesn't want to accept things as they are.

"Yeah," he agrees with a brief nod, once again showing off the extent of his vocabulary. "Think they'll... say it's all fine?"

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