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"Greetings, you've reached Ekkehardt Gehring. If you're listening to this, I'm probably busy. Try again later, or leave a message."
EKKEHARDT GEHRING
UN: HEMLOCK
© TESSISAMESS
"Greetings, you've reached Ekkehardt Gehring. If you're listening to this, I'm probably busy. Try again later, or leave a message."
EKKEHARDT GEHRINGUN: HEMLOCK
STATUS: Graduate/TA. School nurse assistant.
ACCOLADES: I graduated from this academy 22 years ago. I've been rather boring otherwise.
BIO: I'm here to help treat whatever injuries you children can't just bounce back from. Try not to get into trouble.
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You lose paperwork behind those workbenches so frequently you might as well leave them there.
Maybe you could start a new ecosystem and use it for a class project.
[ If it was a prank, he doubts Jail would be so obvious. So it's probably something more serious, and if Jail considers it serious...
Well, he'd better go, hadn't he. So, he does. ]
It must be serious, for you to want to see me in private.
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[She greets him casually enough when he walks in, but as soon as the door shuts she looks a lot more serious. Still relaxed and amused on the surface, but Ekkehardt's probably sharp enough to pick up on the tension just below.]
Mostly I wanted to talk somewhere I had a good excuse to already have wards up.
[The Alchemy and Artifice classroom was well-protected to start with, in case of experiments going wrong, and she's only increased those protections since the portal incident. If that also makes it damn near impossible to spy on anything going on in there... well, that's just a coincidence. More or less.]
Take a look at this.
[She holds out her phone, already open to a string of anonymous texts.]
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Technically I can't make you teach anything.
[ He sighs, wincing a little as he reads through the messages. Certainly, Daybreak was open to all manner of people, and that often meant people with their own agendas. ]
Well, then.
Whoever it is likely has someone inside the school to carry out such tasks, or this wouldn't need to be as secretive as it is. Possibly a student, possibly a staff member.
I admit that of all people to go after, I wouldn't have expected Mr Rikugou, but... [ He sighs. ] I suppose it is what it is.
Do you have any suggestions? [ He can think of a few himself, but Jailbreak is in on this too, so it couldn't hurt to pool resources, so to speak.
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You remember Kiske's little "incident" in the chapel a while back? And that one student I dropped off in the infirmary 'cause she'd been brawling with another kid, Kohaku Yuhara? The day after the fight, she dropped by my office 'cause she couldn't remember anything that happened for most of yesterday and was real freaked out about it, so I took a Look at her. [It's clear that she doesn't simply mean with her eyes.] She had traces of some kinda spell on her- almost faded, no clue what it was, but there was something there. Had a sneaking suspicion when I saw our knight in shining Catholic guilt after he went full HAM on the stained glass, so I Looked at him too.
[She grins, the expression thoroughly devoid of actual amusement, and makes a 'ta-daaaa' gesture with her hands.]
Guess what? Same spell, still clinging to him.
And then yesterday, Toki nearly fucking drowns himself, and when I take a Look at him afterward there's the same fucking spell, again.
[She drops the grin and folds her arms, looking at him flatly.]
Think he might've gotten the worst of it so far, but I don't think he's the only one they've gone after. Unless we have a minimum of two different people gunning for this kid right now, in which case I officially want a drink.
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Not even Mr Rikugou is that unlucky. [ His mouth is tight, his voice unusually terse. ] If anything, his development has been severely shaped by people not paying attention to him. I suppose this is an exception, though not a good one.
If it's the same spell, it's likely the same person. And victims don't remember what they did, or understand why they did it...
[ He frowns, shaking his head, trying to puzzle it out; vaguely reminiscent of a dog worrying at a bone, in a strange way. It's probably the most frustrated Jailbreak has seen him, at least enough to be animated. ]
...who benefits? For what purpose? An attempt to weaken individuals, or to force them to do things they'll regret?
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[Jail grimaces sympathetically and shrugs, having been going over a lot of the same questions herself.]
Can't even tell exactly what the spell does- the memory effect, yeah, but it's hard to pin down what's going on past that. Could be some kinda berserker thing, maybe? Kohaku and Ky were both doing something violent, something angry. But then Toki doesn't fit unless you're gonna go with the whole "suicide as self-directed violence" idea.
[She shakes her head.]
Far as I can tell, the only personal connection all three of them really have is Daybreak, so I'm wondering if it's somebody trying to fuck with the school as a whole, instead of them in particular. But there's not enough to go on, I could be missing something way more major.
If I knew why, I might know who- but if I knew who, I'd probably know why already. It just goes in fucking circles.
[She's not used to being on this side of an investigation too often. Normally, she's the one trying not to get caught.]
Did some digging and figured out where that text came from- a prepaid throwaway phone, bought in Soleil yesterday. Managed to find the store's security footage of it, but...
[She takes the phone back, pulling up the video clip so that Ekkehardt can see for himself.]
[The person who walks into the store seems human, or at least human-shaped, but they're always angled to keep the camera from getting a good look at their face. Light brown hair, wearing a Daybreak uniform.]
[About the only notable thing shown in the video is that their hands visibly shake a little, while handing over the money, before they get control over themselves.]