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Jono's headache from last week? Had nothing on his headache this week. The difference was apparently that the island was up to something unpleasant, because looking out the window of the house out beyond the backyard this morning, he could have sworn that some large, fiery... thing was staring back at him. He'd blinked and it was gone again, but the way it had held itself had him more than a bit unsettled.

//Island's up to something,// he said, sitting on the edge of the Danger Shop stage with one hand to the side of his head and his eyes glowing faintly white. //I could keep you all here today to strut around up here pretending to be different animals in a barnyard or whatever, or I could let you all leave to batten down th'hatches or arm yourselves or whatever you do on days like these. Going by th'bloke I spotted before I headed in today, though, it's gonna be a big one.//

He shuddered a little, and then shook it off.

//Personally, I'd rather you started with the hatches and the battening down of them. Find a safe place, find safe people, check to see if the Causeway's been shut off yet, spend today coordinating escape plans and emergency backups if you need them. Maybe the island is just feeling weird and showing us the ghosts of Christmas deadly or something, but t'is the season, and better safe than sorry. General rule is that th'dorms and Caritas are safe havens, but I've been grabbed from my bed before in my time as a student here, so better not to swear by that one.//

Happy December, students.

//We don't know what's coming, so I couldn't tell you what the best approach is here, but feel free to... you know. Improvise.//

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"...Did you just invite me to a slumber party?"

Sorry he was being Captain Obvious, Alluka.

Dante snorted. "They're hovering."

"Yes," she said, then added a bit hesitantly, "Because we're friends, aren't we?"

Dante blinked. "Uh, sure?" he said.

Aw, fuck. Now that tone of hers was making him feel guilty for the double-take.

She studied him thoughtfully for a moment and then, without warning, went in for a quick hug.

“Then you should come,” Alluka said, nodding. “Papa might be hovering, but if bad things happen I think there’ll be more badness in town than at the dorms.”

And she thought Dante would like to fight the badness, so… why not be better situated?

Because Dante still didn't trust any of his teachers further than he could... okay, bad comparison, considering he could throw people very far. He maybe trusted Starsmore about half as far as he could throw him? And everyone else about a fourth.

Of course, if Alluka was going... she might need someone to have her back. Either against what was going on, or just in general.

"Maybe you should be in the dorms, then," he said, and sighed. "But sure, whatever."

"Thank you! Anders can come too, if you see him," she said, beaming again.

As for why she didn't stay in the dorms... well, it'd be lonely and sad if everyone was out fighting and she was by herself.

Besides, her papas weren't going to hurt her.

"I'll see him after class," Dante said, tilting his head towards her at last. "Sure."

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