The responses – what few you get – are mixed. The others seem distracted, very much so. A month really is no time at all, and with the hours moving faster than they feel at this academy, every moment is too soon gone, and its replacement is likewise lost. The students scarcely have time to enjoy food, let alone study or sleep.>>764241
You ask around, but it seems that Truth is somewhat of an aloof scholar among her faculty fellows. When asked, the other professors you know don't seem to know much about her, besides that she's always burying herself in one stack of books or another. She doesn't go with them invited, whether to drinks or to pizza, and when others open up about themselves, it is she who keeps them at an arm's distance.>>764243
As for Truth… you realize, as you walk to her office, you never learned which approach she's taking. You knock at her office door, in Class Boreal's faculty office, and her voice invites you in. She's scribbling away at some notes, which she pauses when you enter. Her twintails are tied up neatly behind her so as to avoid getting in the way of her writing.
"Brutal Enlightenment, wasn't it?" she asks by way of greeting.>>764242
Back in gym class, the silhouette student is not quite such a pest as they were before. You do see them taking time to discuss something with the gym instructor… the silhouette student is leading the conversation clearly, so it's not like they're getting lectured for picking on you… what could they be up to…>>764240Post too long. Click here to view the full text.