"First and foremost we should set up a base," Yoshiki said, gaining everybody's attention, "since we can't go to our rooms, it's best if we all stay together."
"I think we should stay in the cafeteria, so when we get tired we can just eat," Akira reasoned.
"That makes sense, who's for going to the cafeteria?" I asked, there were nods of yes, and hands slowly going up in support.
"Before we go to the cafeteria, I want to check out the storage room," Alan said, walking off.
"Yes, I will join you," M said, joining Alan.
"Yeah, our stuff is there, right?" Yukihiro remembered, "Before we head to the cafeteria, we should do an inventory check."
With that plan in mind, we went to the storage room. We found it opened, Alan and M already inside.
"Why did they take our stuff anyway?" Vehila wondered, "I mean none of us had anything worth taking."
"I can see what you mean, should we do a weapons check?" Akira said.
"There's no need, I have nothing suspicious," M assured.
"Yeah a hidden sniper rifle isn't suspicious," Yuzuru said sarcastically, pulling out a gun from M's guitar case, "and I'm sure the Super High School Level Assassin is super trustworthy."
"It's rude to rummage through others' stuff!" Yukihiro scolded, "But he does have a point, let's do a rundown of everything in here," so everyone set off, grabbing boxes and seeing what we have. I wandered around looking at the high shelves, randomly I picked a box up. When I looked inside I found it full of intricate silver scissors, that's pretty dangerous, one of these guys could easily kill someone.
"Hey I found those notebooks Grant gave us," Haruna yelled dropping a large stack of books to the floor. Distracted, I put my scissor box down on the lowest shelf, then pushing it out of sight, and walked over to them.
"That's good, we can use those," Kojiro assessed, picking one of them up, "we could take a inventory with this, to keep track of everything."
"It's a good idea, but who's going to do it," Grant said.
"Well I for one, want my chains back," Alan protested, going over to pick them up. The idea of those chains being anywhere near our soon to be sleep deprived states put me on edge.
"I don't think you should, it looks really dangerous," I said, "it could easily be a weapon."
"Yeah, so?" Alan said incredulously to me, "But it's not like I'll use it, not unless you give me a reason," my shoulders wound up with tension as the thoughts of being brutally murdered flooded my mind.
Quickly Yukihiro cut in, "If we are doing a inventory count, we can have two or three people do it, any volunteers?"
"Sanyu said he'd do it," Kenta informed, at my glare Kenta smiled and shrugged, but after thinking it over I wasn't angry, actually the opposite, because everyone now knows who's doing inventory, so no one will try and kill me. I looked around, if I'm going down then I'm not going down alone
"Oh really!" I said it loud and exaggerated, "Danny you want to do it too?" I wasn't singling Danny out, he was just the one I thought of first. Danny look shocked at being called out, then resigned.
"Ok, one more person," Yoshiki said, his eyes scanning the room, "if no one volunteers, I will randomly pick," he threatened, a few shuffled and looked away, either in fear or guilt, "Yuzuru."
"What! No!" Yuzuru shouted panicked, then grumbled, "fine, but I'll miscount and like, I don't know, do stuff, to spite you," Yuzuru tried to threaten only to trail off when Yoshiki stared him down, his eyes unwavering.
"Let's do the inventory count after breakfast, or is it lunch?" Kojiro suggested, and everyone agreed. Heading down to the cafeteria we luckily found it open, so it must be between 10 am and 10 pm, still quite the margin. Everyone sat down randomly, not yet comfortable with each other enough to reserve seats, I managed to land between Akira and M. They had both gotten their food, Akira eating quietly, M munching away at a platter of sandwiches. I picked at my food, before resigning to the fact I had nothing better to do.
"I'm going to go start counting," I informed the room, a few acknowledged me. Before I could make it out the door I was stopped by a yell from James.
"You need to sign out," he told me, gesturing to a notebook on the table.
"What?" I ask, then getting the picture I take the offered pencil and signed out under the designated columns.
Sign out - destination - sign in
Sanyu Mochida - storage room -
"So who made the sign in sheet?" I asked James.
"Don't know, I heard it's so we know if someone's been locked in a room," he said through a mouthful of cereal, "also just to keep track of things."
"Well, just tell Danny and Yuzuru I've already started," I waved off, going to the storage room when I arrived I read the sign on the door; Storage Room: Open 4pm-10pm. Once inside I began to busy myself by opening a box and documenting the contents in the Future Foundation provided notebook. The first box I opened was full of gambling supplies? Like a whole roulette set was packed away neatly, bypassing that I reached for a deck of cards that caught my eye, and pocketed them with the intention of playing solitaire later. I worked in peaceful quite, absorbed enough to not notice Yuzuru and Danny join in my efforts.
Day 1?
"Well I haven't found coffee yet," Yuzuru said, laying on the floor.
"That's because you're not helping," I said, kicking lightly at Yuzuru's feet to get him into moving, eventually my tactic worked. Because of his height, Yuzuru had to pull a stool to the shelves to reach the boxes, and began to lazily hand boxes down to Danny, who was doing most of the counting. Eventually one of the boxes produced coffee, but not before making us go through 4 others filled with earl gray tea, and protein shakes.
"Well you two can finish the innovatory count," Yuzuru said climbing off a stool, "I'm going to get something to eat," Yuzuru left the room, leaving us with the dubious task.
"Wow, he just left us," I can't believe he did that, "we should leave to, that'd show him-" I was surprised when I heard a click, but I had no idea what it meant. Not until I jiggled the handle, and found it wouldn't open, "umm, Danny."
"Yeah?" He asked looking up from his coffee counting duty.
"I think we've just been locked in," I said it slowly, as not to alarm him, it didn't work.
"What!" Danny yelled running over to the door, and jiggling the handle, "we're trapped!" he said with drama.
"It's fine, I'm sure the others will come for us," I tried to assure.
"And do what? They can't get us out," Danny flopped on to the ground, "it's going to be forever."
"Well we have a lot of stuff in here to keep us occupied," I picked up a spool of yarn, "we can make something out of this," Danny looked at me with uncertainty.
"What could we do with that? Make friendship bracelets?" I think Danny meant it as a joke, but it actually sounded like a ok idea.
"Yeah if you want?" I said pulling more yarn out.
"You're serious?" he said uncertainly.
"Yeah, it'll pass the time quickly and keep us busy from falling asleep," I explained, "and there's paper and all sorts of drawing utensils, so we could do that too" I could see Danny reluctantly come to the ideal.
"Fine," he exasperated, grabbing one of the spools. For a long time we worked in silence, switching between mediums, it was peaceful for a long time, but eventually it grew stifling.
"So how are you doing," I asked, trying to be casual.
"I'm doing good," Danny said, but then looked like he wanted to say something else but stopped.
"Ok," ok, that didn't work, new conversation topic, "what's your..." I looked around the room, "what uhh... hobbies do you enjoy?"
"I like magic," Danny replied.
"That's makes sense," I nodded, "what's your favorite kind?"
"I enjoy performing card tricks," he said. Card tricks? Danny would probably enjoy the sleek deck of cards I found. Fishing it out of my pocket I held it out to him.
"Here, you can have these," I said.
"Really for me?" Danny took the cards, shuffling them in a complicated way, "thanks," Danny looked like he meant it, "these are some good cards, I could do some magic with these."
"Can you show me some?" I asked, Danny turned to me, reshuffling the shiny intricate cards.
"Let's do a classic, pick a card, any card," Danny said holding them out. Excited, I grabbed one, and studied it, it was a 4 of hearts.
"I got a-" I started before being cut off.
"Wait don't tell me! It's part of the trick for me not to know, or to wow you by already knowing," Danny explained jokingly. Confused, I waited for his next instruction, "ok, now I want you to hold on to that card and don't let me see," doing what I was told, I closed my hands around it hiding it from view, "now, is this your card?" I flinched back when I suddenly saw Danny's had coming towards me, "I'm sorry, I should have told you, I'm just reaching behind your ear," he explained, then pulled his hand back holding a card, "is this your card?" I looked intently at it, 4 of hearts, "ok, now how about we check what you're holding," I looked at my closed hands, opening them to see the 4 of hearts replaced by coffee beans? How? I was sure I had the card firmly in my hands? I must have looked funny because Danny laughed, "did you really like it that much?"
"That was awesome, do another!" I was pretty hyped, "I've never seen a real magic trick before."
"You still haven't," Danny got a smug happy look to him, "this is no trick."
I let out a short laugh, stopping when I noticed Danny looking at me, "is something wrong?"
"I think that's the first time I've seen you show some emotions," Danny said, I could tell he didn't mean anything by it, but I was still got uneasy when things are about me.
"I don't show emotion?" What did Danny mean by that, of course I smile and stuff... don't I? "I never noticed," the atmosphere regained its awkwardness. I never realized how hard keeping a conversation would be, Danny seemed to notice my unease.
"I didn't mean to insult you," Danny said quickly. His explanation startled me, why was he apologizing? People have said much worse than that to me, and with conviction.
"Oh it's ok, I didn't take it as an insult," I replied, "I just don't like talking about myself."
"Still, I made you uncomfortable," Danny insisted, "if I ever do that again please tell me. I would feel terrible if someone got hurt because they didn't trust me."
"Ok, I will," not, I don't trust anyone here, not yet at least. Just because you're acting nice doesn't mean you really are, "Yeah, something stupid like that."
"You know it's kinda comfortable to really talk to someone again," Danny suddenly spoke.
"Really? Who did you talk to?" I asked, the question got Danny staring at me.
"I meant you," he replied jokingly. Danny's comment shocked me, no one has ever said they liked talking to me, it was kinda nice.
"T-thanks," I felt like throwing up, I didn't like how worked up I got over a simple comment, if he keeps this up I might actually trust him, at least a little, "talking to you is nice as well," in a bit of awkward silence we heard a click.
"The door!" Danny lept up and opened it, we were greeted by the sight of Yoshiki.
"This is where you were, next time sign the sheet before you run off," Yoshiki let out a sigh, "we need some caffeine," I got up grabbing the box with the drinks, but I stopped when I saw Danny's unfinished 'yarn mesh art piece' on the ground.
"Hey, Danny can you carry this too, I want to get something else," I asked, thankfully Danny agreed, putting my box on his. I grabbed the items for my plan, the three of us then proceeded through the halls to the cafeteria.
Sorry this took so long, it's just every time I looked at it I wanted to change something :/ but I'm feeling good with it now! Anyways, remember those free time events? I will use them to fluff up the story, and to make it look like time is passing. For the free time events I will randomly draw a name and center a part on them ;p