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42_passes[Action | Mayfield High]
[It's another lovely day at Mayfield High School! Children chatting and laughing, diligently learning and paying attention to the teachers so they can excel in life!
Except for one child. It seems, in one particular classroom, that Crona is completely unwilling to leave the safety of the corner of that room. The drone teacher stands over Crona, scolding and attempting to pull the child up by the arm so that Crona may be returned to a proper seat.]
If you don't get up off of the floor, you're going to be expelled! Now what will your parents think if that happens? Why, golly you won't even be able to make it in the world without an education!
[Crona sits with knees pulled up, bound by the arms wrapped around them. Crona's head is resting against the knees, speaking quietly in response to the drone. Crona seems to be trembling, curled up as small as possible.]
I'm sorry...I...don't know how to handle this. I can't. I want to stay with Mr. Corner. Please don't make me. I'm sorry. It's just too scary.
[Soon, the drone finally gives up, leaving Crona to quake in fear in that corner. Though, between classes, Crona takes the next opportunity to flee the school.]
[Action | The Park]
[Instead of going back to the strange house that seemed to be Crona's assigned home, the darkest and most tucked-away corner of the park will be chosen for the continuation of Crona's moping. Crona didn't much like being outside, or being anywhere nearby the wandering people, but the hiding place was somewhat comforting. Talking to oneself also seems to be comforting, as well.]
I can't...handle this place. I don't know what to doooo...
What would Ragnarok say? "Don't be a baby and find me something to eat." Then he'd hurt me.
...I miss Ragnarok.
[Action | The Church]
[There seems to be one androgynous looking child sitting in one of the pews of the church. Crona has been sitting there for a number of hours, simply staring at the ground. Crona didn't seem to be there for worship, but for another reason.
Indeed...this church reminded Crona of the first time that Maka had been seen by Crona. That meeting didn't end well, but it later turned into the first friendship Crona had ever known.
Still, the child had a reason to repent. Crona had done something horrible before coming to Mayfield. Something, Crona was sure, not even Maka could forgive. So, the child simply sits in that pew, hands folded together on bent knees, and stares at the floor, muttering quietly. Finally, it seemed Crona had found a place nice and quiet where even people passing through didn't seem to bother the fearful child too much. Memories were nice. Crona could cling to memories.]
[It's another lovely day at Mayfield High School! Children chatting and laughing, diligently learning and paying attention to the teachers so they can excel in life!
Except for one child. It seems, in one particular classroom, that Crona is completely unwilling to leave the safety of the corner of that room. The drone teacher stands over Crona, scolding and attempting to pull the child up by the arm so that Crona may be returned to a proper seat.]
If you don't get up off of the floor, you're going to be expelled! Now what will your parents think if that happens? Why, golly you won't even be able to make it in the world without an education!
[Crona sits with knees pulled up, bound by the arms wrapped around them. Crona's head is resting against the knees, speaking quietly in response to the drone. Crona seems to be trembling, curled up as small as possible.]
I'm sorry...I...don't know how to handle this. I can't. I want to stay with Mr. Corner. Please don't make me. I'm sorry. It's just too scary.
[Soon, the drone finally gives up, leaving Crona to quake in fear in that corner. Though, between classes, Crona takes the next opportunity to flee the school.]
[Action | The Park]
[Instead of going back to the strange house that seemed to be Crona's assigned home, the darkest and most tucked-away corner of the park will be chosen for the continuation of Crona's moping. Crona didn't much like being outside, or being anywhere nearby the wandering people, but the hiding place was somewhat comforting. Talking to oneself also seems to be comforting, as well.]
I can't...handle this place. I don't know what to doooo...
What would Ragnarok say? "Don't be a baby and find me something to eat." Then he'd hurt me.
...I miss Ragnarok.
[Action | The Church]
[There seems to be one androgynous looking child sitting in one of the pews of the church. Crona has been sitting there for a number of hours, simply staring at the ground. Crona didn't seem to be there for worship, but for another reason.
Indeed...this church reminded Crona of the first time that Maka had been seen by Crona. That meeting didn't end well, but it later turned into the first friendship Crona had ever known.
Still, the child had a reason to repent. Crona had done something horrible before coming to Mayfield. Something, Crona was sure, not even Maka could forgive. So, the child simply sits in that pew, hands folded together on bent knees, and stares at the floor, muttering quietly. Finally, it seemed Crona had found a place nice and quiet where even people passing through didn't seem to bother the fearful child too much. Memories were nice. Crona could cling to memories.]
