What Do We Have Here Now?

[John]

(September 6th. Open to all.)

"What the hell is this?"

John was tugging at his tie, trying to stop the thing from choking him. But his words and heart caught in his throat. He, like the other students, had been allowed to stumble among the empty cells. Nobody knew they were there. Not yet. They were about 6 feet by 8 feet, not even big enough for him to lie down. There was a musty dead smell in the air he could only compare to musty rotted wood shavings. It smell just awful. The male's eyes narrowed darkly. What kind of people did this shit?

Okay no, the male wasn't seeing the worse thing he'd ever seen. The Wig monsters took that cake. Okay maybe Korrok. Okay maybe the weird naked people from the opposite world. Or...

Alright he was seeing FAR from the worst thing he'd seen. But it was still pretty terrible. He winced. They should have made him a teacher. Not only would he have been able to teach these kiddies how to survive but he might have gotten access to that bar. 

[Naoto]

The young detective had taken it upon herself to explore the school before actually getting to know any of her members. She was used to wearing ties so it didn't bother her much to have one at all. Luckily, the headmaster seemed aware of her situation and gave her the boy uniform. Exploring the school turned out to be much more of troublesome then she thought. It was nothing like exploring the midnight channel or fighting shadows.

However, Naoto was going to find out who was behind the fights and put a stop to it. She might have only been a child but it was going to end. She came to the stocks wondering just what these were used for? Did they plan on making the losers of the fights stay here to die? The idea of it sickened her. Her blue eyes came to attention of another. A male.

"I suppose you are just getting to know the school?" she asked.

[John]

John turned to see the male approach. He bit the inside of his lip, stuffing his hands inside of his pockets. "Yeah. School." He winced, head dipping as he looked over the person. He was dropping hard from the sauce so he could have been seven feet tall with eight heads and John might not have noticed. That annoyed him. He needed to be on the stuff constantly in order to stay functional. In order to stay on top of everything.

The male gave a snort before turning his back on the possible seven foot tall demon monster. "Yeah some school. These are jail cells."

[Naoto]

Naoto blinked a bit at the male, she could sense that something was off. Based on what she had learned, he was either off some kind of drug or needed to constantly be drinking alcohol. The blue haired detective nodded and looked around the jail cells. The smell was already making her want to vomit but she held it in, it had to be that way. Detectives had to be that way in the line of duty.

She brushed away any thoughts of imagining just what these cells had been used for before the school had been built. "Why would a school have these?" she asked, speaking out-loud despite speaking more to herself.

[John]

He bit the inside of his lip again, scratching the backside of his neck nervously. This guy screamed cop. He winced; he didn't need a damn cop snooping around in his business. He raised his eyebrows. "Uh, because this place is sick?" What kind of question was that?

"What're you wandering around for, dude?" He asked, scratching the side of his arm. He needed a drink. He needed some more of the sauce to be sure he could see every inch of every human being. And every monster.

[Naoto]

Naoto couldn't help but smile at the man's words. He almost sounded like Kanji or Yosuke. She turned her attention to him and smiled. "It is more of a habit of mine, I wish to know just what kind of place this school is by exploring it. If i learn enough about this place it helps me relax. As a detective, its more of a habit that is hard to break."

She pushed some of her hair out of her face and raised an eyebrow. "And what brings you here?"

[Deleted]

"Ewwwww! It smell stinky here."

Stitch hadn't even really been doing anything of particular interest. He'd wandered away from the air circle castle, leaving Lilo to her own devices for the moment, and happened upon the stocks just like the others present. What hit him the hardest was the smell. Little blue alien hated the stinky aroma of rotted wood. It wasn't nearly as bad as stinky cheese, but it still was enough to wrinkle his nose at. Stitch didn't even think he should be there at the moment. The building looked just big enough to house him, but that was about it. Besides... Unless they found some way to restrain his power, there was no way they'd be keeping him in a place like that.

He wasn't a fool; Stitch could guess what the buildings might be used for. Whether or not he said that much out loud was another matter entirely, though. He didn't want to really say it. Instead, Stitch looked at John and Naoto and tilted his head to the side. He'd not met those two before, so this was bound to be interesting. What would they think of him? Would they think he was a weird dog like so many others, or were these two not even going to care? No matter what the case, he still wanted to talk to them.

"Who you?" Stitch decided to ask. It may not have been the most tactful way to start a conversation, but it would do.

[Naoto]

Naoto was taken back by not just the voice who had asked who they were but by the speaker itself. It was...blue and though she wouldn't want to admit it, was rather adorable. It looked like a dog, but blue. Naoto turned her attention away from John and the cells for a moment before getting down on one knee to be at Stitch's level. "My name is Naoto Shirogane, it is nice to meet you."

She tried to make sure that she didn't sound like she was freaked out by a blue creatures. She had fought shadows for pete's sakes and seen Teddie (who was also a shadow but had grown a human form.) She shouldn't be freaked out by the little animal. 

[Deleted]

"My name Stitch," Stitch said. He couldn't really complain if people thought he was weird. After all, he was an alien. Aliens were supposed to be weird and all... Even if he didn't show off his extra body parts that often. Naoto could think he was weird as could be and Stitch wouldn't have given a damn. Instead, he was curious to know more about what the humans thought about the strange building. He looked back to the stocks and tilted his head again. Strange buildings... What on earth could they have been used for? It was definitely head-scratch worthy, that was for sure. Stitch raised a clawed paw to his head and began to scratch himself behind the ear in thought. Why on earth would the people in the school have wanted with a building like this?

"Building is weird. Why it here, meega wonder," Stitch said. He kept scratching his head and ultimately found that he liked the feeling. His tongue poked out from his mouth and a soft purring followed. Maybe he should stop scratching himself. Maybe... No, it felt too good. He wanted to keep scratching himself while thinking about this strange, strange building. ...Wait, no. He should definitely stop. So, finally, Stitch moved his paw from his head and back to his side.