Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20151229011006/@comment-25924729-20160101135737

(One hour later:)

"Are you kidding me with this shit?!" Dawn unsubtly voiced her frustations.

The threat of being expelled hung over like an ominous cloud in the horizon. It was expected really, when a teacher walked in on a mountain of wounded students, destroyed school property and a veritable mountain of alcohol nearby, one could only assume the worst.

The infirmary/detention hall was depressing, as most detention halls tend to be. A windowless, drab square room with grey walls, old flickering LED lights on the ceiling and a noisy, creaky fan swinging lazily above them. All it needed were bunk beds and a cast iron door and she could beleive they were in actual prison.

All participants of the brawl had all been sent there while the Professors debated their fate. Wisely, or perhaps fortunately, the Professors had the foresight to separate the two groups of fighters, lest someone decided to initiate Round Two.

Zhu-li and Dawn were relatively unscathed, though the former's nerves were still a little shaken from almost being beheaded by a flying axe. They opted to stay with creepy boy and the injured faunus, which found the four of them awkwardly staring at each other from parallel hospital beds.

Zhu-li found a moment to crane her neck to her left at the creepy one (taking care to hide her legs under a blanket this time), and whisper. "Hey... sorry bout the arm and uh...thanks for, y'know, axe." she tried making conversation. "I'm Zhu-li by the way."