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Nov 28, 2020 8:09 AM
Kappa and Maggie run a class at Mind Control University
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"What counts as 'enslaved enough' varies, but ideally you should bring any new slaves to me so I can give you credit for them and confirm them as appropriately enslaved. If you're not trying to enslave anyone then the penalty does not apply. If an enslavement is consensual, then it should be no trouble to retire to one or the other party's room first--your dorm rooms are absolutely impervious to scrying or forced penetration unless allowed by one of its inhabitants, by which I mean the students the room is assigned to." 

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"Huh. Okay."

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The apparition at the back of the hall drifts a few feet forward, makes a staticky crackling noise, and then... speaks. Or at least does something of which speech is a reasonably close approximation.

 

.̭̩͔̹̤̺̭͎̼ͭ̓̿ͥͥ̏̚͘͢.̓͋̐͌ͭ̽ͧ҉̶̗͙̙̦̜̳̦.̬̬͓͓͖ͦ̈́ͫ̓̔ͤ̈̓͢ͅw̬̦ͣ͟͞͡h̡̰̙̗͎̙̱̑̐͋̓̀́ạ̛͈͖͓͕̬̠̽͂͛ͯ̆͗͝t̢̳̣̮̓̏ͣ́̄̇͌͞.̡̢͍̳͍̿̐͗̒.͚̯̮̬ͦͦͪ̐͊ͧͭ.̥͉̠̙̥͖̙̭ͨ̃̀̄̈́̅͢.̴̯̪͈̬͚͉̦̹͍ͨͧ͗̐͆ͯ͋͐ ͇͎͌͡ḭ͓̹͍͖̟́̌ͪͤͯs̵̓͏̼̳͓̳̳ͅ.̞̈̆̈́͌ͧ.̵̱͖̙̗̬̤͕̎̈̚͢.̹̠̥̘̭̲͕̼̑̔̓́̓.̤̠̭̇͞͝ ̢̮̇ͥ̅͂ͧ̚͜.̷̙̘͇̑ͪ͗̐̍ͭ̀́̚͘.̢̮̩̥̎ͬ̔̓̿͛̂̓.̧͍̘̘̏́̔͡ạ̯͍̐̌͆̌̋́ͯ̊.̺ͭ.̵̦̠͖̩̤̭̓̈̊ͬ͞.̧̡͖͉̭͍͍̞͋̑ͨͣ̇ͮ ̶̪͉̙̫̳͉̦ͣ̽͛̑̓ ̵̟̙̔̀̈ͥ͞ͅ ͯ̔ͩ̈͏͈͚̳̲̠͉͍̠ ̡̨̰͈͕̰̦͚̐ͫͩ ͇̩͙̃.̶͉͉̭̫ͬ̒̊̽.̢̰͙̱͈ͣ̌̄͑̑̚.͔͖̹̫̤͒ͩ̎ͨͮ̽̾̍͟.̛̱̞̽̾ͩ̂͊̈́̄ͣ͛ͅd̨͉̝̉͒ȍ͖͉̙͉̹̹̅́̾͜r̠̖̺̗̼͖͎ͥ͋͒́m͈̻̺̹͕̭̭̟ͧ̓ͫ͒͑.̠̰̳̯͕̺̌͆̀̚͞.͍͇̯̀͆̓̇͒͒͒͢͝.̮͖̰̪̭̩͌͋̿́ ̛͕̟͍̈̓͗͂ͯ̅͘ṙ̖̫̮̗͈̱ͫ̽ͨo͉̹͔̰͋ͣ́ͥ͐̑̎ͧọ̡̤͈ͦ̒͂ͣ̇ṁ̧͓͇̪̤̱͓̦̰̍ͥ͊̐̉̾̆̽͡.̸͉̫͔̱͈̫̺̬̅.̛̤̼̣͛ͧ͒̒͗̎̒̇͠.ͤ͊̃̚҉̶̩͔̲͙̪̬̦ͅ

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"For beings who need to sleep and store possessions, a dorm room is a place to do that. Otherwise, its primary function is as an impenetrable sanctum." 

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It drifts back to hover next to the wall again, hissing softly.

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"Students will be expected to remain on campus or in town for the duration of the school year outside of field trips or short, approved jaunts. If you wish to have a leave approved, bring it to me and I'll allow it if there's a good reason. Dorm rooms are likely more luxurious than what you're accustomed to, but--outside exceptions negotiated before the school year--you must have a roommate. The room keys are over there," she gestures towards a board at the back of the room, covered in numbered pegs with two keys each hanging from each one, "help yourselves--and good luck!" 

And she vanishes as easily as she appeared. 

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After considering her options for a split-second, Anzu darts towards the board, scoops a key at near-random, glances at the number to memorize it, then makes her exit before anyone else has even reached the board. Once out of sight, she creates a water clone, sending it to her room with the key while she makes a hasty exit out to the "town." 

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The room has no lock and no handle on the outside, but when her key touches it, the door silently opens.

Inside, it's... magnificent.

Each of the two curtained and canopied beds looks big enough for three normal-sized humans to sleep in it comfortably, more than that if they didn't mind scrunching in a bit. The decor is mostly jewel-tones, with one half of the room predominantly red accented in black and gold, and the other half a range of cooler colours accented in silver. Between the two halves, opposite the door she's standing in, an open door leads into a decadent bathroom. All together the space could easily match a small house for size.

The two sides of the main area seem to have approximately equivalent levels of luxury, although the details differ. All the furniture looks comfortable, but on the blue side the armchairs are squashy and overstuffed, the bed is heaped with pillows and plush blankets, and the charcoal-grey carpet is several inches thick.

On the red side, the floor is stone, with a rough/smooth texture that looks like it would grip well yet be reasonably comfortable to walk on. The furniture is mostly wood, heavy and solid, upholstered where appropriate in red-and-black damask. The light fixtures use coloured frosted glass to suggest an open flame, cradled in a golden dish. There's a real actual fireplace, too, with a real actual fire in it. A couple of sturdy bookcases flank the massive desk.

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Her roommate seems to have gotten here ahead of her; he's curled up in bed on the red side, shirtless, hugging a pillow, with his eyes closed and a contented smile on his face.

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The water clone walks over to the bed on the cool side of the room and slides in. 

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"Hi," says her roommate.

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He stretches, then sits up.

"What's your name? I'm Sean."

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"How are you liking the place so far?"

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Shrug. "Better than home." 

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"Doesn't sound like much of a recommendation, the way you say it."

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"Well. It's not." 

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"Where I'm from isn't that great either but I was doing okay there. You seem like you maybe weren't."

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Shrug. "I was better off than most people." 

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"Depending what's going on with most people that can be really not saying much. Wanna talk about it?"

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"World's divided into a warrior caste conscripted at birth and an underclass of normal people who have very little recourse if a warrior wants to do stuff to 'em." 

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"Oh, that's not great," he agrees. "In mine some people have superpowers but we're not born with them, we get them all of a sudden on the worst day of our life, and some of us decide to go around doing stuff to people and some of us decide to go around helping people and some of us decide to mind our own business. I'm the last kind, mostly."

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"We don't get a choice." 

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"Sucks for you. I'm sorry," he says with apparent sincerity. "That's one thing I like about being a parahuman, it means people have a real hard time telling me what to do."

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