nope's peak academy ❄ night two

[worldcup]

[ Even though staying in her room would have been the safest option, Illya is instead completely distracted by playing video games, if only because she's trying to figure out what it's like to be a child - since, despite her appearance, Illya wasn't exactly one - not to mention trying to beat the level she's on.

It's a little frustrating.

But it's fun... at least, until she hits the GAME OVER screen and kicks the machine out of frustration. There's no rules against that, apparently. ]

Scheisse!

[ It's ridiculously improper German, but she's a ball of fury right now. Gaming is hard. She's getting better, but games are hard. ]

Nngh... one more time.

[ Of course, she's eventually not going to be left alone for much longer, given what time it is. ]

Comments

[piertotumlocomotor]

Miss von Einzbern?

[McGonagall peeks into the rec room. She had been passing by, alert for anything that sounded like something was wrong. This doesn't sound like something is bad, but...yeah, better peek in]

Shouldn't you be returning to your room already? It could be dangerous to be alone at night.

[worldcup]

If I returned to my room alone, I would also be in trouble, wouldn't I? I was just waiting for the right moment for someone to interrupt me.

[piertotumlocomotor]

[Well you're not wrong about that, you could be in trouble]

In that case, allow me to accompany you back. I precisely was on my way back to my own room, too.

[It's almost like catching a student out of bed in Hogwarts. Even though she's away from the school and looks like she'll be away for a while longer, she continues looking for familiarity in the current situation, no matter how tenuous it is]

[worldcup]

Then I will accept that invitation.

[ She's polite enough to answer in that manner, smiling a little gratefully before curtsying. ]

[piertotumlocomotor]

Follow me.

[And without awaiting reply, she briskly walks out of the rec room. Every time they reach a corner, McGonagall stops and makes sure there's no danger nearby]

I believe there's a chance nobody will kill again, but it cannot be guaranteed. What say you? You believe there won't be any victims tonight?

[worldcup]

Personally... I want to say that someone might kill. Whether it's for selfish 'I want to live' reasons or not wanting someone they care about that might also be here to die. After all, if nobody gets murdered, the raccoons are going to kill someone again, you know.

[piertotumlocomotor]

There's no shame in being honest, and self-preservation is a powerful force. I cannot find fault in what you just said.

[Even though she disagrees 100%, of course]

Does that imply the motives so far don't appeal to you in the slightest? [As if talking about herself will help, she adds] I admit there was a moment I...thought about what mine could bring, but I rejected it. Bringing someone back to life is a rather delicate topic, to say the least.

[She doesn't want to imagine her late husband as a subservient dead puppet for the raccoons]

[worldcup]

Of course not! [ She's angry about the motive, in fact. ]

Something like that... there would be no point in it unless I did it myself!!

[piertotumlocomotor]

Does that mean they offered to complete some sort of goal in your behalf?

[worldcup]

Something like that. But that's enough about that. Don't want to get into trouble by talking too much.

[ Not that she minds, but she likes playing within the rules of the 'game'. ]