three glyphs // text // day 422

[proudofwhatiam]

I am aware that there is currently a situation of no small importance outside the walls of our city. However, time waits for no man, and I see no reason to delay this statement.

As you are no doubt aware, the Albus Dumbledore Academy recently suffered a devastating loss. The fire that burned much of the school building was also responsible for numerous injuries to staff, students, and bystanders, and at least one death. So far as I know, any investigations into the matter are still ongoing, and the question remains: Was this the work of a man or of fate? A deliberate choice or an unhappy accident?

[After being accused by Professor Snape of starting the damnable thing, the thought hasn't been far from her mind--it must have been someone.]

If it was, indeed, the work of an arsonist, then I hope he will listen when I say: Yours was a coward's gesture. This school is a place of learning; it should be a safe haven for any Traveler interested in bettering himself through an education, regardless of origin. You are a disgrace to a population brought together to improve this world.

Those who try to terrorize others through intimidation and threat of harm are the lowest of men, and they should not expect clemency. If you purposely set the school on fire, you will be found, and you will receive your just deserts.

If I must, I will ensure that much myself. You are responsible for my death, and I demand that justice be served.

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There will be no break in class for students enrolled in my courses. To treat this occurrence as reason for a holiday would be an insult to everyone injured in the catastrophe. To halt our learning in the face of a frightful event would be to give in to fear. We will not give in to fear--particularly not if frightening us was some craven soul's intention in the first place. In lieu of a safe place to meet within the school, my courses will be held in the library in Odin district.

I regret to inform those enrolled in my course on Egyptian history and culture that the mummification work of our last two months has been destroyed. In our next class, we will discuss the future of the project, and of our class as a whole.

((OOC: To be clear, Evy has no idea who set fire to the school or whether that person is male or female. She comes from a time when using the male pronoun would be default when describing a theoretical person.))

Comments

[adjunct]

Ms. Carnahan, are you alright? You weren't there, were you?

[AKA please be in tip-top ready-to-take-on-the-Headmaster shape because Neville threw up on Professor Snape during the fire and now he thinks he really might get murdered tbh.]

[proudofwhatiam]

I was, Mr. Longbottom, but rest assured that I am fine now.

[Fine physically, anyway. She can definitely defend against vomit retribution.]

[dutybred]

Madam, I've just arrived in Asgard so I'm unfamiliar with the school. I'm sorry to hear it came under attack, though, and that someone died because of that attack.

Do you know if anyone's investigating the site?

[proudofwhatiam]

I must confess that I'm not sure of the extent to which it's being investigated at this time. Other considerations have taken precedence for me over the last day.

[Mostly the 'I died' thing.]

Regardless, please allow me to welcome you to Asgard. My name is Evelyn Carnahan; I'm sorry we have to meet under such circumstances.

permavoice; private

[sufferably]

How're you holding up? ( if his voice sounds more agitated than normal, that's concern. )

[text; private]

[proudofwhatiam]

[Now, the healthy thing to do would be to be honest with one's acquaintance friend friendcquaintance. But the right thing, as far as Evy's concerned, involves a bit of polite omission.]

As well as I might under the circumstances, I should think.

You weren't anywhere near the fire, were you, Dr. McCoy?

voice;

[necrowmantic]

Eh~ so someone died in all that commotion! How was it? Smoke or fire?

[i.e., 'which got to you first']

[proudofwhatiam]

I beg your pardon?

[Text]

[madcuriosity]

Miss Carnahan, I'm so sorry about what happened. Are you... are you alright?

[proudofwhatiam]

Quite fine, Miss Liddell, I assure you. You mustn't worry.

[Also, you're like seven or something, sorry.]

[text]

[snowstormed]

Christ. I'm sorry. [It's empty words, he knows, but that's all he has. He might be dead too, but he didn't die the way she did.] You gonna be okay?

[There's no trace of the flirty, charming manner he had, when they first met. No, right now he's just concerned for a friend, and angry, too--someone set fire to a school, while innocent people were still inside. Of course he'd be mad.]

[proudofwhatiam]

Thank you. [Accepting sympathies on behalf of herself is yet one more strangeness in this entire mess; it hearkens back eerily to her parents' deaths a few years ago.] I'm fine; Sigyn's healers were quite helpful.

I have been thinking, though, that I might like some lessons in hitting things. I don't suppose you could take on another student?

[text]

[selfmadman]

Welcome back, Miss Carnahan.

[proudofwhatiam]

Thank you, Mr. Draper.

How have you been keeping yourself busy lately?

[mortuimagistri]

I offer my deepest condolences.

How may I be of assistance?

[proudofwhatiam]

I am obliged, Mr. Booth.

I had thought to ask you to teach in my stead, but a healer has made that unnecessary.

[Text] Is Homestuck text okay?

[cyan_maid]

Hold on a second! You died in that fire?
Oh my God!! Are you okay?
What happened?

yes, it's fine <3

[proudofwhatiam]

Yes, Miss Crocker, I did. And you may trust that I am fine.

[She likes you a great deal, Jane, but she's not going to worry a student unnecessarily.]

private text;

[palebee]

Would you care for company (sub-textually: a set of spare arms) while replacing the class books?

1/2

[proudofwhatiam]

We're in luck, insofar as I believe most of the students should have taken theirs home with them. My personal collection is most of what needs replacement at the moment, and a few books of Mr. Booth's.

2/2

[proudofwhatiam]

[And then, sent a moment or two after the first answer:]

I would be grateful for an extra pair of hands, though.

[video - private]

[bonnypiperlad]

[While it does take Jamie some time to read through the message, he's picked up a few tricks since the last time they've spoken over the network. When he's finally to a point where he's read it through, the message that he sends her in return is a private one, although that changes nothing about the worried expression that's currently on his face.]

Ye...ye were in there when it happened?

[text; private]

[proudofwhatiam]

Yes, I was.

text; private

[tonsofpun]

you really think someone set the fire on purpose?

[text; private]

[proudofwhatiam]

I don't know.

But since accusations have already been flung about, I'm willing to hedge my bets.

[hisstrength]

how do you think whoever did it will be found? I mean, nobody saw anything, right?

[proudofwhatiam]

I'm not aware of the details of the investigation, but there might be evidence pointing to the arsonist's identity in the school. This depends, of course, on whether the fire was set by a person.

I'm not sure we're met. I'm Evelyn Carnahan.

text;

[feathery]

wait
what if there are still high speed projectiles in the air when the next class rolls around

[proudofwhatiam]

Then we will manage as best we can. The world doesn't stop because of a fire, and neither will it for giants at our doorstep.

Should the situation outside our walls grow worse, however, we will, of course, put safety before mummification.