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>Adopt a firm posture and grin. Congratulate the guard on being so observant. Tell her she's passed the secret test given to guards. [DC:60:76 SUCCESS!]
> Alibi [DC-20]
Silence befalls the intersection between the world of girls and those of 'girls'. The previous hustles of guards fade to the far background of your mind - you have to figure something out to appease the final obstacle to your current goal. Appease her, or... *Shudder*
No. You won't go gentle into that good night - You can't run; crying is out of the question, and so, improvisation it is.
At once you straighten - now, or never - and grin genially at your would-be captor. A gesture she clearly did not anticipate, as she cocks her head and looks at you curiously. Her gaze screams the 'go on, show me what you've got!' vibes.
Running on adrenaline, you quickly indulge her. "Congratulations! You've passed the test!" You announce proudly.
"The test?" She says, smirking.
"The test!" You stop letting your words sink in. "One prepared by Miss. Jaqueline!" You fish for her reaction, and are met with nothing, but a small curiosity. "Miss. Jaqueline THE new Student Council President!"
"Oh, so like a biiiiig deal, right?" She says half-sardonically.
"Yes! And she probably got the idea from Mrs. Müller who wants everyone to be at their best in the coming 'Graduation'!"
At that she laughs a little. "Young lady, the it's early summer, it's not yet time-"
"Hey!" You shush her, and she shakes her head mesmerized. "We both know the guests are the kind to get their way and try to push hard-working people like you around~!"
Her masked face betrays bewildered fascination at your performance. And yet, undisturbed, you push further. "Anyway, if you have questions, you can go and find miss Jaqueline, but for now, do keep quiet about it. And don't worry, even if your colleagues fail they won't be in trouble, this is supposed to be a fun~ learning experience for everyone!" You finish with a deep exhale. That felt as if you recited something. But hey, that's your natural charisma at play.
Looking back, you see two peculiar things: first and foremost, your interlocutor seems delighted at your words with and wipes tears from her eyes; second from behind her a dozen or so long heads peeking from the doorframes - female students are looking at the event you unknowingly host.
With a sudden pressure and adrenaline passing you shy behind the guard for cover. You never were a presentation kind of person, maybe one day. Thankfully, as soon as they are spotted, like one, all scram inside their respective dorms... Guess you will be famous for a while.
Then the guard speaks, her tone laced with mirth. "Well, young lady, given all this. I'm glad I passed~"
"So, as you can see, I need to go test the others." So you reach for the fake documents. Yet as you reach them, she snatches them away.
"Don't worry, honey. I will assist in your duty!" She laughs, but shreds the ID in half right in your face. Oh.
