Opening Ceremony!

[principalmouse]

Who: Everybody!
What: Opening Ceremony! Say hi to all your new friends! It's a meet 'n' greet!
When: OPENING DAY!
Where: Just inside the Academic Building
Warnings: None yet. Yet.
[In a wide open hall with banners and a various sundry of celebratory items, the headmaster's rousing speech begins to come to a close.]

In short, you all are here to save our world! There is a threat out there that we must face, but we cannot face it alone. [His demeanor is pleasant, but thinly veiled. His stress is evident in his words, but he is attempting to stay cheerful.] We must do our best to watch over our friends and family and neighbors, no matter who they may be.

We are all responsible for one another. [He lets the silence hang for a moment before letting off and overly cheerful--] HaHa! [Was that a bit forced? Or was it just me?]

Well, guys, it’s time for me t’go, got lotsa stuff to take care of bein’ headmaster and all. But please, get to know one another, go check out classes, and find out where you live on campus! [He gestures to various sections of the room, all labeled with bright colored papers and text.]

I’ll see y’around!

[And with that, the headmaster is off! No, seriously. Watch him go, he’s movin’ fast for such a short guy.]

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[kingofnightmares]

[That Nightmare slams her hooves down on the ground, baring her teeth at him as her nostrils flare. Pitch tilts his head back to look down his nose at the frost spirit, frowning.]

You were the one threatening me, Frost. That staff of yours was so dangerously close, after all. One shot of your ice blast, and who knows what would have happened. It was in defense.

[He reaches into his robe to pull out a pink slip, tossing it to him. Pitch watches as the slip floats down over by Jack's feet.]

You'll enjoy detention, however.

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ He wants to make a retort - or an attack - or something, his temper's still off the charts, but it's slightly dampened by the blow to his head which - damn, it hurts. He reaches up to touch it, and he winces, coming away with blood on his fingers.

Not here. Not now.

Frustrated, he climbs unsteadily to his feet, picking up the slip and smearing blood on it in the process. He crumples it in his fist. ]

Fine. That's just fine. But remember - [ He jabs a finger at Pitch. ] - you're not gonna be able to hide under this ruse forever. I'm gonna find out what you're really after.

[kingofnightmares]

[Pitch chuckles, his hands folded behind his back.]

Of course you will. [He says, as if agreeing with a smile child who wished to be president. Pitch smiles wider before he pats his Nightmare's head and turns towards the nearest bunch of shadows. He lifted a hand.]

Good luck with classes.

[And then, the Nightmare and himself, disappeared into the darkness, the echo of Pitch's chuckling left in their wake and slowly fading off as well.]