>>55544357Long story short—turns out that SOME people (Deus and Silver) never bothered to press the SOS button on their phone after knocking out some (many) pokemon, and as such, died. The teacher didn’t name any names but it wasn’t just them that did it (across the whole school? DM didn’t specify). Likewise, it is against the rules to split away from the groups you were assigned to out in the wild, unless you’re sufficiently strong enough (I.E. player/average party level). So, while the rangers fixed the ecosystem and search for the fainted/wounded/dead pokemon, everyone will be forced to only do classes and go home with a curfew.
Kouji grumbles that he doesn’t see what the big deal was, and that he was fine by himself, but it isn’t loud enough for anyone to hear him complain.
Our homeroom teacher, Claire, walks off and allows our next class to start—survival. A petite girl scantly wearing anything but a top and jacket walks in barefoot, her bare legs are covered in scars and bandages. Kouji’s hero-complex kicks in, but he refrains from saying anything and allows her to start… only for her to remain silent, nervously placing stacks of papers on each desk.
>Summed up: She’s Isabel, and she’s not good with people, so to just follow her example and don’t get hurt – signed, Aurelian Academy Principle, Lalique.Isabel quickly flees out of the room leaving us to scramble and follow after her. She leads us into a section of the forest and just “does”. If that doesn’t mean anything to you, neither did to any of the students. She walked around, avoided certain areas, plants, trees, rocks, and streams. There’d be times she’d look above, wait, then step out of the way and continue to wait. A few seconds later, flying pokemon shit would fall in the spot she was formerly standing in.
Kouji, getting the idea, mimics her earnestly, and rolls… another nat 20. Everyone else gets middling results and we finally get led back to the campus and turned over to the next class.
