-1 Lucidity from Twice
+1 Lucidity from +85 roll
Total Lucidity: 2
There was an air of dread within the room. It was by no means empty, but something else felt likewise. She was in Raina's company, so why should she feel like this..?
Her hand froze it's hold onto the pen, ceasing what little noise she did when pressing it over the pages, her eyes traced for the source of this hollowness over the janitor's 'office', yet the answer felt closer. As if...
The panic out of Raina snapped her free from it, the rise on her tone being far more worrisome than the fact questions seemed to pile like weighs over her sanity- Their sanity now, a hand reaching out to cover the her- The troublemaker's lips.

Shhh. Someone may hear us... I understand, but we have eachother's backs, yes? We have to reach the rooftop, nothing else matters.
Nothing else. Nothing... Nothing in this world.
Even if it all felt like a monotone, old movie to her, save for the vibrant colours Maria and Raina had, and the dangerous black on Wendy's pink. Nothing.
A world that span around a little once Erika turned to face over to the door and ended up being tackled in a figurative and literal sense. Her groans were muffled, mitigated thanks to having landed on something warmer, softer and louder than the cold unclean floors -- The unmistakeable sound of a heartbeat, but the heat was different to that of a blanket or a body. It somehow felt right, like this warmth went through the boundaries of the physical, and when eyes met the source, it all made sense.
Of course, who else could make her feel so powerful but this silly troublemaker who somehow made her heart beat like it never did in years, and even went as far as to follow a white knight's routine to ask about her injuries. Did she clear her throat because of the smell? Were lavenders too strong in the morning for the one who assaulted/saved her? Well that's her perfume of... Usual. Usual?

...I'm okay, just a heartache.
She smiled It hurt to realize that these feelings can't be real, or else, she might have found her reason to be beyond 'just another good singer', right before her happy ā̸̱c̶̗̀c̴̻͋i̸̪͋d̸̩̊ę̷̒n̶͇̚ț̴̚.
JANITOR!
What the...
Erika kept herself under the table, trying to process how they went from hiding like romeo & juliet to breaking their entire plan out of a sudden for a conversation with the Janitor himself? But of course, Raina's genius ignited a lightbulb atop of Erika. In a most literal sense because the lights were turned on once the Janitor came in, but most importantly...
This was part of her masterplan of course! Distract the Janitor, while she goes there to take the keys. Of course, the fan service was an extra, but nonetheless necessary to culminate with their plans!
Erika took a deep breath, awaiting for the time that the Janitor would speak to position herself just right to steal the keyring from him, because a few more could help better than one, and perhaps more adventures lie past the rooftop itself...

"Ye-yes! Thank you, Ms. Pöltl! I'll do that in a second!"
It worked like a charm apparently, but it did gave her two important little details: One, the teacher clearly couldn't distinguish who of the twins is she, even if she wore the cap she's supposed to wear every single day at school... Or did she always wear it?
Or perhaps, the teacher never seen her wearing it in the first place. But now that questions begun to pop up in her mind, the train of thought begun to lose itself, hard enough that she had to hold onto it physically so by letting a hand reach her temples once pain begun to surge through.
It let her catch a glimpse of Wendy and Mr. Perfect leaving together to the nursery. Somehow, the pinkette looked fairly more familiar than it did moments earlier- Of course, they were classmates, so that must be it, right?
Right...
She headed over to her desk and adjusted her cap a little as she took a seat, Maria curled her hands tightly into fists and focused her gaze onto them. To the colour of her skin and the way she could catch a bit of white if she tried hard enough to visualize who she is as a person. And it's then that her hands begun to tremble and blur out a little.
I have to know. THEY need it. The truth. Give me THE TRUTH!

The truth. Show us the ugly. I demand it.
She whispered, letting her hand swipe on the air as if to gesture not just herself, not just her eyes but others. And not just a vision.
But the truth hiding behind these walls...
Summary: Erika yoinks the keyring from the Janitor (or tries to) while Raina distracts them, after a very fan servicey moment that left her more sad than lovestruck like she initially thought.
Meanwhile, Maria attempts to make the facade of reality drop for the whole school, even if only for a few seconds, to let the people she's seen and interacted with at least peer through what everything truly looks like.
Rolls
Roll Result
1d100 (72) = 72
Stealing da Key | Erika
Roll Result
1d100 (93) = 93
Alter DC 75 | Maria



























