nothing suspicious here

[classwarfare]

a. draw me like one of your french guns

[ "Wait here, and someone will be with you shortly," he was told, and so like a good boy, Nagisa had waited. And to his credit, he did wait for the better part of an hour before getting up. As long as he didn't leave this room properly, that still counted as "here," right? In a way?

Close enough for him, anyway.

The rifle he finds looks more like something out of a movie or a video game rather than something out of real life -- even accounting for Ritsu's body upgrades, it's almost unreal. He reaches into his pocket for his phone; even if the connection is sparse here, Ritsu would surely be able to find a connection and get through--

--though that would be more plausible if he'd remembered his phone at all. Oops. Nagisa pats himself down just to make sure he didn't accidentally stick it in the "wrong" pocket (happens sometimes!), but nothing. ]

Ah, did I seriously--

[ Well fine then. Notebook instead. He might not be an artist, but he can at least sketch some of the design, right? And maybe some of the layout of the room. Make note of the cannisters marked with the biohazard and poison signs. That's not suspicious at all. ]

b. WEREN'T ME OFFICER

[ So maybe you were checking something nearby, or you were in a different room of the labs, but while you're minding your own business, you might hear a bit of a panicked yelp and a series of dull thuds, like something slamming against glass.

If you come to investigate, there's a boy having a staredown with the tiger plant, crouched and with something in hand -- but when he sees people have noticed, he stands and smoothly tucks it away (knife? what knife?), with an embarrassed little smile. ]

Er-- sorry about that. Everything's fine, I promise.

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B!

[soulfriend]

[He's in a different corner, and it takes him a whole to notice anyone else is even around—both because he's absorbed in his work and because he's testing out a few of the power tools, enjoying the vroom. But he just happens to be in a lull of running the drill when the thuds happen, and he's so not expecting the sound of another person in that particular area that there's a thud and a shriek from his room.]

AHHH?! —Were you there all along?!

[He's still yelling from the other area.]

[classwarfare]

[ Oops, and oops again. Nagisa hesitates a moment, then raises both hands, palms out -- the universal gesture for I'm unarmed, I'm harmless. Act naturally, Nagisa. If he didn't see you there, he probably didn't see the knife either.

So he keeps his voice even, light and soothing, trying to build on the harmless appearance. He also ignores the continued thuds behind him from the tiger plant. The glass hadn't even cracked, so it's probably safe to turn his back on it. ]

Um, sort of? I was just having a look around. Sorry to have startled you!

[soulfriend]

[He hasn't technically seen Nagisa at all yet, and for a moment it seems it might stay that way. But the thuds get Kazuichi curious, and he pokes around the corner to see who's hanging out over here and what they're up to that's making that noise.

As soon as he pokes his head in, the plant thumps against the glass again, and he jumps back again with another yelp.]

Please tell me you're not lettin' that thing outta there!

A

[tentaculled]

[ although he often frequents the tech labs to help others with their projects and work on his own - the two-way radio transmitter Nagisa might spot in the room was built by none other than the octopus himself - he's not in there right now. That, however, is about to change. True, it's been months since he's last been anywhere near any of 3-E's students... but his nose is as sharp as ever, and the scent reaching his weird invisible nostrils today is absolutely unforgettable, especially after his desperate searching earlier in the month.

Nagisa will probably hear him coming before he sees him; that telltale roar of air in the closed hallways of the base is pretty hard to miss. Not that it takes more than a second for him to show up, anyway; he's going at full speed. The doors are flung open, and Korosensei is there, holding them apart with his tentacles and looking extremely hopeful. Today's his lucky day: his hopes aren't going to be let down this time. ]

-- N-Nagisa-kun?! Nagisa-kun!! Is that really you?!

[ with his usual stupid speed, he's standing in front of Nagisa, pressing a tentacle to his forehead, his wrist, patting his cheeks -- probably both checking to make sure he's uninjured and confirming he's not just hallucinating or something. Korosensei seems awfully worried... However, his lightning-fast checkup is over soon enough, and the poor kid will go from being prodded by tentacles to being squished tight by them as Korosensei gives him a slimy bear hug, bursting into tears almost immediately. ]

Uwoohh... Sensei... Sensei was so worrieeeed!! Don't scare me like that ever again...!! Nagisa-kuuuun!! Sniff...

[classwarfare]

Whhmnrghl?!

[ It's not the most eloquent thing he could have said, but no matter how used to dealing with Korosensei's speed Nagisa is, he still only has a human's reaction time. So he turns when he hears the boom -- because who else could that even be, really? -- and he has a half-second to realize he's being patted down, and then he's being hugged. That would be awkward enough at the best of times, but the fact that Sensei is crying just makes the whole thing alarming. Why's he so upset? Or is it that he's happy? Either way, Doting Parent Mode seems to be on full force.

Nagisa dangles for a few seconds, like a scruffed kitten, then begins to squirm until he can get one arm free to pat Korosensei's back.

Well. Pat, but also an attempt to tap out an S.O.S. He does manage a bit of a wheeze with what breath he has, though. ]

Sssss--sensei, ummmm--

[tentaculled]

[ yes, this is definitely Nagisa. And just when he'd been starting to lose hope and believe that he'd failed because of circumstances beyond his control. He continues blubbering and squishing the poor kid close in his usual theatrical manner, rubbing his cheek against his hair, until he hears Nagisa begging for release from this death hug. Mercifully, he lets go, gently setting him down on the floor - but he keeps his "hands" on the boy's shoulders even so, his beady eyes shimmering with melodramatic tears. ]

Sorry. But to finally see one of my students again... I was just so overwhelmed with joy--!! [ oop, here come the waterworks again. Pulling a handkerchief out of someplace or other in his robes, he dabs delicately at his tears, even as he blubbers. ] Of course, I knew wonderful students like yourselves would be okay somehow, but still... Still...!! Looking after you is my responsibility, especially on a field trip! A-are you okay?! You're not hurt or anything, right?! If you even got water up your nose, I won't forgive myself!!

[ despite the melodramatics - which are continuing, speaking of, since he's leaning in with great concern - there is a very real tone of genuine concern underlying his behavior. He was extremely worried about the class. It's been eating away at him for months now, growing worse with every week that passed with no sign of them. Seeing even just one of them in one piece, evidently safe and sound... It takes a huge burden off of his heart. ]

a

[splinten]

[Dirk walks in on a new person, who is taking notes. He does not know this person. This is not entirely unusual of late, but he tries to get to know people as soon as he meets them. It's useful on this base. So he should probably approach this person.

Dirk is also holding what appears to be the head of a robotic Hello Kitty, so that's also a thing.]

Yo. Can I help you, dude?

[It isn't confrontational. Dirk's voice is far too uninflected for that. The low-voiced monotony manages to be a probably-sincere question, although admittedly shades and a neutral expression are hard to read.]

[classwarfare]

[ This is a very different kind of hard to read than Nagisa is used to. He starts a little at being addressed, then manages a small laugh. It's more embarrassed than anything. Of course, the moment he stopped expecting anyone to show up, someone did... even if this guy doesn't look that much older than he is. Anime teenagers. ]

Er, sorry, I was just a bit -- I was supposed to be waiting for someone, and I got a bit bored. I didn't want to touch anything without permission.

[ And that's true; he's competent with firearms, but they're not his preference. And poisons are right out. He's glad to know they're there, just in case, but he'd rather keep note of them if any of the rest of 3-E show up. ]

Should I leave?

[splinten]

No, the lab is free for anyone to use. Pretty much everything is. You can touch whatever you want, too.

[Dirk doesn't really respond to the embarrassment or... anything. He is just so monotonous. Seeing that Nagisa is okay, Dirk walks over to the corner of the lab that he prefers to work at and settles down there.]

Who were you waiting for?

B

[sparrowfeather]

[ rose is getting used to hearing all kinds of weird things around here, but she can't bring herself to ignore this one. she raises an eyebrow when she peers into the room, trying to decipher what she's looking at. uh, was that little kid planning on hacking at that potted plant with a knife? ]

Er... What, did the poor plant do something to offend you? Resorting to cold-blooded murder is kind of savage.

[ she doesn't give a damn about the plant, she's just messing with him. rose can't help but be a little curious, though. this kid looks way too nervous to be planning on putting a potential weapon to good use. ]

I still see that knife, by the way.

[classwarfare]

[ Nagisa holds up both hands -- empty, palms out, look at how harmelss I am -- and gives her his most sincere smile. It's actually pretty good, with just enough real embarrassment to make it that much more real. ]

Aah, no, I didn't realize it was going to be... um. I didn't realize it was behind glass. I was just going to defend myself.

[ Which is true! More accurately, he hadn't even realized the plant was there at all, which was an oversight on his part. He'd been so focused on looking at all the tech that he'd let himself get distracted until the tiger plant had lashed out. His teachers would be disappointed. ]

If it's yours, I'm very sorry. I'll be more careful in the future.

[sparrowfeather]

Defend yourself? Why would you need to--

[ rose steps closer and knocks on the glass, tilting her head and observing it. what she gets in response is a very angry, very bitey plant. she gasps and jumps back, clutching her hand like she'd been bitten despite the fact that it hadn't even touched her. ]

No way in hell this thing is mine! Go ahead and slice it open for all I care!

[ she crouches down, staring harder at the plant inside the glass. actually, she's practically glaring at it, like its very existence gravely offends her. dezel would probably think it's cute. ]

Y'think someone around here is really deranged enough to keep it as a pet? I take back what I said earlier, by the way. "Poor plant" my ass.

B

[lightbulbvampire]

[After all the times she's charged after a yelp with a Chainsaw and gotten a negative reaction, Kanaya just enters the room with it out in lipstick form. Boy that sure is a glowing vampire troll alien girl 16-year old looking at you concerned.]

Oh, that is good. I see that you have met the lab plant.

[She walks over to check if Nagisa scraped himself when he got startled.]

Are you alright? No scrapes or cuts?

[classwarfare]

[ It's true, the chainsaw probably would have not been the best idea. As it is, Nagisa stands obediently still, only blinking at her approach. He's a little rumpled, but otherwise unaffected: no injuries or marks. The past school year has helped him get acclimated to nonhuman appearances, but a glowing fanged girl with horns is definitely a new one.

Oh, wait, she'd asked him something. ]

Um. Yes? Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry for the trouble.

[lightbulbvampire]

[She looks relieved.]

That is good to hear.

[She studies Nagisa for a moment.]

I do not believe we have met yet.

[She extends a hand.]

My name is Kanaya Maryam. It is a pleasure to meet you.

A

[imsorey]

[The tech labs are a place that usually crowd easy when there are a lot of projects to work on, so it's not unusual to run into a few friendly faces there. But Sorey is pretty sure he's never seen this face before? Maybe that's just his imagination. He has been out of it for most of the month.]

--Oh, hey there. Sorry, I didn't realize someone was using this room.

[classwarfare]

[ This is no one suspicious, just a small boy with pale blue hair. Nothing weird at all. ]

I wasn't -- I don't think I was, technically. Uh. I think I mostly got forgotten back here.

[imsorey]

[He looks safe I'm sure it's fine.]

How do you get forgotten in a lab?

B

[kidslovewhales]

[Jotaro was in the middle of cleaning up some lab equipment when he heard the crash. He looked into the room, nonchalantly as always, to see Magisa standing off with a plant, knife in hand.]

So fine you had to pull a knife on it?

[Yeah he doesn't miss the little details.]

[classwarfare]

--Geh.

[ This guy's huge. Nagisa continues to cherish dreams that maybe he'll have a growth spurt in high school, but there's very little chance he'll make it that far.

After that mutter, though, he straightens up as much as he can, rubbing the back of his neck. Now he's just kind of sheepish -- he'd thought he was ready for this, but clearly he's more skittish (and careless) than he'd originally thought. ]

Ah, I'm sorry, I got a little bit-- um. Overexcited?

[kidslovewhales]

Why's a girl like you have a knife like that to begin with?

[Not...not ALL the fine details, apparently. ]

b;

[inyourlight]

Don't scare it. If it feels threatened it'll shoot poison darts at you. I totally got hit by one a few days ago.

[Not that it did much of anything. Killua saw the knife but he doesn't even blink, strolling into the lab with his hands in his pockets.]

Just back up from it like two more steps. You're still in its territory.

[classwarfare]

Poison?

[ Well that makes sense. All of it does, in fact, so Nagisa does as told, taking a few careful steps back from the tiger plant's area. He steps lightly, and once the plant goes back to just sulking, he finally looks at the newcomer. ]

... wait, but to get hit by one, you'd have had to have been in the tank with it, right...?

b

[oneandmikleonly]

[he's invisible, but the door partitioning the labs sliding open is not; a telepathic voice pipes up in Nagisa's head, tone surprised and cautionary]

It should be okay as long as you keep a decent distance from the tank. I keep thinking we should put a sign on that thing...

[classwarfare]

[ His head whips around hard at that, but though his posture remains tense, he doesn't actually do anything outright aggressive. After a few seconds of looking around, still very much like ???? why, what even, he finally says, kind of cautious himself: ]

I'll keep that in mind... mister, ah, mister voice in my head?