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[agressive-idol.insanejournal.com]

What: Ami and Asami sneak into the old school building! Others can join too!
When: 8:30PM, some night in June?
Where: Old School Building
Who: Ami, Asami, others!



People in school knew Ami as one person. Asami as Ami's only friend had begun to see a different side to her. And tonight it was almost as if a whole other side of Ami was coming out. A girl who had grown up playing fantasy games and wishing every single day that magic was real so that she could change her body and become who she wanted to be, she had grown up to be a little excited by adventure and the lure of possible mystery. Because if if something beyond explanation could exist at all, that meant there was a chance, no matter how small, that her dream could actually come true.

So when Asami found Ami crouched down by the fence outside the old school building, she'd see the young idol in all black, with plenty of adventuring supplies. She wore a pair of tight black jeans, sneakers, a black turtleneck, and her hair was put up in two buns on the side of her head out of the way. She had a smalls length of rope coiled and hanging from her shoulder, as well as a stack of ofuda she had made from designs online.

"Asami-chan, over here!" she whispered from her hidden spot, waving a short hand to her friend.

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[thebardinator.insanejournal.com]

Recommended atmosphere music. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LApkHzyKxrw)

If there was any one piece of architecture that had no place existing at night, it would be a school. There's just something eerie about most such buildings, but Ryuseki High somehow managed this effect to a tee. Its shabby state and stereotypical looks added to the atmosphere, and the fact the principal saved on as much lighting as possible only made it darker.

A single, buzzing, and soon-to-expire lightbulb illuminated the area the girls were entering. The new school building and the old one were almost indistinguishable at night, and only a seasoned Ryuseki High student would be able to tell them apart.

[grinandbear.insanejournal.com]

Unlike most students in the school, Akito actually had legitimate excuses to be out near the old school building. Leaning against the tree he was waiting at, stance relaxed, wearing a thin hoodie-jacket in the growing summer's heat, and reading a book, he looked like he actually belonged there, as though he wasn't trespassing in a restricted area.

Still, he waited further off from the main door, just in case.

He adjusted his glasses again. It was almost eight-thirty. The closer it got, the more Akito's eyes would flick up to check if someone was coming.

[cakesnake.insanejournal.com]

"Oh my goodness, this place looks so creepy at night. I feel so bold and dauntless, I think I need to pee," Itsuki said while huddling up behind Takuro as they scouted the old school building after dark. He was wearing a black sweater and jeans, which, along with his boots, made him surprisingly invisible if it wasn't for the glowing white snake perched on his shoulder. The Kamui, however, was not without some camouflage, since Itsuki had cut out a finger from a black glove and given it a tiny tube-sweater (and a tiny hat to match.)

"Honk."

"You said it, Kamui," Itsuki whispered, nodding sagely, "I'm also sure I heard noises from this side."

[MEANWHILE]

[amoralsensei.insanejournal.com]

A car that was already old by the time it was sold drove up in front of Ryuseki high. Behind the steering wheel, clutching it tightly was Iwata, who breathed deep.

"Calm down, Iwata. Kids say the darnedest things," he told himself, turning the car off. After a moment, he groaned, "What am I even doing here? It'll probably be fine... even if they come here, it's a big ol' haunted building, and all of them have cellphones! Worst case, they hurt themselves, but they'll just call for help... It'll maybe just be a broken limb, or... maybe a nasty head injury..."

He frowned. The more he thought about it, the more his reassurance worked the opposite effect. He turned off the car and stepped out, closing the door-- and then bumping into it, because the damn thing just didn't ever close right.

He stood there for a moment, before shaking his head. "I don't even know they're here. They're probably just home, surfing the internet, writing their fan-fictions and--" he chuckled, shaking his head. "And... and maybe I'm worrying over nothing."

[thebardinator.insanejournal.com]

Suggested music: Boss battle! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOTI8j1egZg)

It's battle time! The (SUGGESTED) tag order based on speed:
Asami (Speed 5)
Mitsuya (Speed 4)
Takuro (Speed 4)
Ami (Speed 4)
Itsuki (Speed 3)
Keiichi* (Speed 3)
Akito (Speed 2)

WATCHMAN stats:
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