The man chuckles then shakes his head. "It's an old wound, I thought it healed completely, but it's still here, I guess. She died a long time ago when I was still a student..." He paused. "I never figured-" It seemed as if he wanted to continue, but shook his head. He smiled and changed the subject. "I'm sure you have a lot of admirers in the academy. Just please, be careful."
Laurie looked at him, as if considering for a moment the sincerity of his worlds, until finally nodding. "Alright." She said simply, acknowledging his statement. She then turned to the door and frowned. "I have no idea." She looked around. "We have already finished here, so we might check it out. Does any of the keys Mrs Ruth gave you match the lock?"
She squeezes his shoulder empathetically. "It's okay." After sharing a moment, Alexandra perks up. "Admirers? I suppose I might have a few, here and there." She chuckles. "I'll be careful, don't worry." She says her goodbyes and walks to her car, opening the door, before looking back at her colleague. "Gabe, is there a specific reason why I need to be careful?"
Valerie changed out of her school uniform and into her daily clothes, then opened the black book and began studying the contents. It took a while but she managed to learn another spell. Interesting... this might be useful... but also potentially troublesome, and even dangerous... I don't have anyone I want to use it on right now, but I'll keep it in mind for later... Val's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. Looks like someone else just came home... She closed the book and put it away for now, then went down to greet the person. “Welcome home...”
'I can try,' Felix shrugged and took the bundle of keys to the door in the back. He started to try them on the door.
Harry shrugs. "You see, it's school equipment - heavily used - the springs in those clamps do not have the gripping power that they once had. Equally are it's teeth rather dull. You see how these two features combined won't hurt you too bad, or even pierce your skin. As your teacher, your safety is a high concern of mine. Improvised toys like that could otherwise be dangerous." He gestures to the other tools again. "We have screwdrivers with different grips. Which one do you think suits you the most?"
"I-I s-said," Kelly repeated, "Are you okay?" She mentally spun her wheels for a second as she tried to think of a believable excuse as to why she would have been there late at night. "I-I was finishing up cleaning the storeroom b-but I guess it took me longer than expected and the teachers didn't check before leaving. I s-s-saw the light on in this room and you were passed out. D-Did someone a-a-a-attack you? D-Do you need a doctor?!" Close enough to the truth... even though she knew Lina had been enjoying herself.
(So this is the changing rooms right?) While she wasn't really amounting too much other than more awkward mumblings, her face flashed into annoyance at Alma slumped over the floor. Even unconscious, she was still way too good at ruining things. "Well, dragging her out like this isn't going to look good on cameras. But I'm pretty sure people aren't supposed to be out this long unless they end up with something like brain damage. Probably should take her to the showers and wake her up....but that just puts us back where we started." Shina tried to think things through. Not really a good strategy when just punching things wasn't the immediate answer, but something close to half an idea came to her mind. Well...an "idea." Pacing over to her unconscious form, the tomboy put her hands on Alma's body as she started to feel around, but it was obvious she didn't really care where she was touching as she went through the girl's pockets to get her phone out. Finding what she was after, she took it and went back to Kotaro, before her face shifted back into looking irritated by everything as usual. "Hey. Don't get me wrong. We're not good." She kept the phone ready in her hands, not making it clear what she was thinking, but as her arms folded, it was obvious that she was not impressed. "Like for real, she kind of should be mad at you. What the hell we're you going to do with those cameras?" As much as she wanted to offer the benefit of the doubt, she wasn't capable of swallowing the lame excuse that he had given her earlier, though more of her tone seemed to just come across as disappointed more than anything else. "...I thought you were nicer than that."
The man stood silent for a moment, it was as if he got older, colder, darker. When he spoke, his voice was hunted. "Mrs Frisk, you know, died when I was still a student... she didn't die because of old age. She wasn't even thirty-five." He looked back at the building. "This place, this city... it has many secrets... dark secrets. If you live here for your entire life, you learn to dance with the death and the devil, and hope your end will not be that violent. Mostly, you just ignore the obvious." He looked at Alex, as if seeing her in a new light. "Why did you came here?"
Alex blinks, taken off guard by his change in demeanor. "Why did I come here? Well, my family, my dad's side of the family, I mean, lived in this city for centuries. My dad left young, coming to America to make his fortune, and he only came back a few times on holiday, and not for very long." She pauses. "My mom was American, so I got to learn about her side of the family. I visited the plantation where her ancestor had been a slave, the farmsteads that he sheltered in when he escaped, the battlefields where he fought in the Civil War, and the businesses his descendants founded to bring the family out of poverty. Those stories intrigued me, and inspired me, but I never had any connection with dad's side of the family." She looks up at him, surprised at how open she's being, but feeling compelled to keep speaking. "Dad's ancestors were a big deal in this city. They were nobles that fought in the Thirty Years War, and were rewarded with territory in this region. They got rich, and powerful, apparently even having influence at a national level, but after Carolus Rex died, they lost power, and all of them besides one small, impoverished branch ended up dead. I've been trying to figure out what the reason was for their fall from grace, but sources are pretty limited." She chuckles. "You probably wouldn't guess it, but I'm a big history nerd. I actually was a history teacher back in the States, as well as an English teacher, so the fact that there's a mystery like this in my own family is intriguing. Well, more like irresistible." She smiles at Gabriel. "Don't worry, though, whoever was responsible for my family's downfall are long dead, and I doubt their descendants particularly care about me."
"I'm home!" Her mother calls from the doorsteps. "You are early today..." She said as she took off her heels. "You ate already? If not I will make dinner in a moment."
As he tries, one key finally matches. He opens the door, and is immediately hit by the stale air of the room that wasn't opened in a long time - thankfully it wasn't that heavy. He sees many furniture covered with sheets and dust everywhere... alm0st everywhere. "So this is the famous basement?" Laurie wondered as she looked inside.
“Well, classes are done for today and I did not have anything to do at school or anyone I needed to speak with, so I decided to relax at home.” Valerie shrugged. “Anyway, no, I have not eaten yet. Need any help making dinner? I'll be happy to give you a hand, mom...” She offered.
"I-I'm unsure if that is better." Helena manages breathing heavily. She tucks up her skirt, showing of the hem of her thigh-highs and wet pussy. She then grabbed small-medium sized screwdriver, with small narrow handle, and slowly pushed it between her labia. "How's that?" She asked with a small coy smile."
"Attacked me? No~" She slowly. It took Lina some time to realise her position. As she looked at her mostly naked body, her face reddened. "Please!" She grabbed Kelly's hand. "Don't tell anyone about that!" she pleaded.
"Ugh." Kotaro groaned as Shina mentions the cameras, "I was... I was telling the truth. The guys at the club were curious, so... I kinda bought some for them." He said as he lowers his head while once again lying through his teeth. "S-sorry... I guess that is hard to believe."
Harry smiles, and nods. "It seems you do know which hole you want screwed." He laughs at his own terrible joke. "It's good. Keep your pace, work slow and deliberate, Ms. Lund."
@asddas193 (no, it's just random classroom. Alma just made an assumption about changing room) Alma groaned unconsciously, as Shina gripped her, searching her body. She found both - cellphone and the wallet that belonged to the blond.
The man shakes his head. "Take advice, some things, don't stop no matter how many years have passed. Be careful, for whatever evil made your family ran, may still be out there... and remember." He paused. "History is good. You just need to dig in such a way not to hit the hornet's nest." He smiled. "Well, then. I wish you a good evening, young lady. I still have some work to do, before I return to my own home."
