evening shenanigans (open)

Tom Marvolo Riddle

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"...Information classified, huh?" Basil muttered, eyes clouding a bit. "Hm. Isn't that a nuisance. Well, they can't be all that great if they just left you here, can they. Not that you aren't, uh, a tough skulled little doll. We've clearly learned that already. Still, can you really handle yourself like this? Being in school? Not getting yourself expelled for breaking school property or not being able to respond properly in class? Hmm."

Basil huffed out a sigh. "Maybe we should drag you to a teacher. Or get serious about the mechanic thing. Or maybe I should try to find a guidebook for advanced robotics. It's a little out of my nature to be at all... concerned about the wellbeing of others, but you're not really that bothersome. Heh. I hope some of my rambling is gettin' through here. Least you can learn words from it. Maybe." He squinted at the girl. He poked briefly at her cheeks, wondering if she could do anything other than smiling. Not that he could really say much on that, since his own poker face was a constant smile or grin.
 

Hatchimitsu

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The girl once again didn't respond to being poked. She felt pretty normal at least, though she would be almost impossible to move or manipulate to bend one way or another, as if she were made of tougher stuff than simply flesh and bone. Without warning she stood bolt upright and moved her hand behind her head, smiling anxiously with her eyes closed though it seemed forced, as if she were trying to demonstrate another form of emotion to the male student upon request though not quite use to it as of yet.

"Define Exxxxxxxpelled: Officially make someone leave a school or other organization." She replied, taking a moment to think this over before suddenly her head jolted to the side and her eyes snapped open as a loud grinding noise rang out from within her skull, "Friend acquisition protocol failure if Expelled equals true,"

The young pink haired girl actually seemed to be worried at the thought of this, or at least she was trying to express the act of being worried and anxious though her movements and body language still seemed painfully forced, as if she were acting poorly. Regardless of how she looked though it was apparent her intent was to explain something to the male.

"big brother Basil teach Pink Not getting expelled," She announced finally, once again taking a sample of the male students words and remixing them to form her own voice, leaving the sentence sounding a little bit mixed up as a result.
 

Tom Marvolo Riddle

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A new, marvelously crooked grin bloomed on Basil's face. "Now you're talking. That, that is something I can do, girlie. You can just leave everything up to ol' Basil bas, no doubt about it." He crossed his arms and nodded briskly.

"Well. First lesson is, not to break random stuff. That just won't do at all. And if you do break stuff, don't stay around or leave enough evidence to get caught. 'Cause if you get caught, even if you don't get kicked out right away, everyone will be suspicious and keepin' an eye on you. And nobody can get anything done with people too watchful of 'em. I would know." He squinted, still not sure if little Mashimo was really going to learn from any of this. He shrugged. Had to try, right?

"Second lesson. Go to whatever classes you're supposed to, on time. You can miss a few times, especially if you have a good excuse to, but you have to be careful with that if you don't want a teacher to yell at'cha." He made a face at that idea. "And all around make sure to listen carefully to whatever a teacher or staff member is feeding you. Even if you don't actually give a damn, gotta pretend to, and suck up to them. Make them feel important. Gives you lotsa benefits, especially in the getting away with stuff area."

Basil hummed. "You look pretty innocent already, so that helps with a lot. Probably are innocent, too. Still, being in a teacher's good books will help them ignore it if you act weird. Cause of the. Y'know, whatever you are." He made a vague gesture.
 

Hatchimitsu

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The pink haired girl definitely seemed to be paying attention as the male spoke to her, her head was even pivoting about to follow his movements which was a change from her usual motionless stance. She didn't speak though, instead remaining content to stay quiet and simply listen, though to what extent the male's advice actually got to her remained to be seen, considering she could barely string together a complete sentence without parroting what she'd already heard before in the past.

"Not to break random stuff. That just won't do at all. don't stay around or leave enough evidence to get caught." She repeated after taking a small pause to compute everything she'd been told, "Go to whatever classes. Define Whatever: Used to emphasize a lack of restriction in referring to any thing or amount, no matter what."

A few moments more of silent thought and suddenly the girl was off, speeding down the corridor past the older male before suddenly twirling about on the spot to rush back inside the administration office. This time however instead of bumping into the door frame the girl seemed to weave around it just at the last second, her body twisting and moving pretty unnaturally in order to achieve this. She still had a problem with narrow doorways though she'd already learned from her prior accident. The girl stopped once she had reached the door she had pulled off of the hinged that now laid against the opposite wall amongst a pile of chairs, to which she bent down and effortlessly lifted up over her head.

"Define break: Separate into pieces as result of a blow, shock or strain. Define evidence: The available body of facts or information indicating whether a belief or proposition is true or valid." She cheered happily before suddenly rushing forwards and placing the door back into the frame with a heavy thud, albeit upside down with the hinges still shattered beyond repair, though the girl didn't seem to mind and in fact appeared quite pleased with her accomplishment, "Define Fixed: Fastened securely in position!"
 
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