KEEPER (Open RP)

Gear was beginning to make his way towards one of the other kids when their Keeper reentered the foyer where they were gathered. The clap alarmed Gear, and drew his attention to the stern-faced woman, who began firing off the rules and regulations of the place. As he listened, he could tell that not much was different between this orphanage and Freidman's. Security was more lax at the old orphanage, with the perimeter of the establishment having been bordered by tall gates with rotating guards. Their Keeper was old and quite slow, likely having been a turtle or other slow moving animal when he was young, so it must've been convenient to have the kids where he could see them from his study. Additionally, it was much better to let the children play outside than inside a rapidly aging home. They'd have to do renovations soon...

Gear's attention snapped back to Carmella when she listed the room assignments. While he was somewhat glad to be in the same room as Lou, he had a hard time swallowing when she mentioned Octavia's name. Gear could imagine waking up to utter darkness, his eyes having been devoured by the scavenger sometime during his slumber. He shook the thought out of his head while he still had one, and reached over to pinch himself on the arm. He was overreacting. Since when did he become so fidgety? He took a breath, having reassured himself that everything'll be fine. Who knows? Maybe he and Octavia could be friends. Lou was right. She's not that scary. If you don't look too hard... he thought.

Gear and a couple of the others filed into the mess hall where they received a light dinner provided by their hosts. There was a small variety to choose from, and Gear opted for a cold cut ham sandwich not-so-neatly divided into two uneven triangular portions all to be washed down with a carton of milk. He'd eaten his fill before he came to Crawford's, so he wasn't very famished, completely unlike a certain canine. Gear couldn't help but eye the heap of food Lou had piled onto his tray. Unbelievable, he thought to himself. No way is he going to be able to finish all of that!

Gear eventually made it to the third floor where his bed was assigned. As he entered the room, the buzz of over two dozen other orphans echoed around the room, small pockets of banter and conversation happening in various sections of the long room. A small number of the kids greeted him, but most of them just glanced at him, not bothering to say much of anything and continuing their activities. Gear found an empty bed near the entrance and chose that to be where he would sleep for the rest of his stay at Crawford's. Once he got settled in, he began eating his dinner.

"2 hours outside?... no thank you." she mumbled to herself.
Sylvie took her dinner with her to eat since she wasn't interested in showing her face.
Sylv slowly made her way up the stairs onto the third floor. Some kids already chose their beds, but there were plenty of other beds to choose from. In actuality there were too many beds to count. Instead of being fascinated by the number of beds, Sylvie continued her stream of constant negativity with a groan. "All they have here is beds. I don't want to sleep here." Her thick accent could be heard due to the fact that this was the first thing she had said out loud.
Sylvie walked across the beds, noticing some were dirtier than others. Luckily she wasn't too late to be forced to choose one of them. After walking across about half way through all of the beds, Sylvie put her mask on the pillow of one of the beds to the right and rustled the blankets to make it look like someone was sleeping in the bed. She opened the window next to the bed she chose. Sylvie loved danger. She preferred being on the third floor for this reason.
Sylvie took a brief look outside before continuing to leap out of the room. The breeze of the wind caused by the fall got Sylv's adrenaline pumping. Her "epic fall" ended up as more of an "epic fail" due to a crash landing. Instead of crying out loud, Sylvie coughed out a bit of venom. She couldn't get up immediately, and had to take a few pills to remedy her cough. "Ow..." she said just loud enough for anybody who would be near the open window to hear.

As Lou made his way into the room, he scoped out a bed and found one on the left side to take as his own. With a chipper giggle, he went to engage in his first bite of grubby goodness, only to avert his attention to a small voice he heard outside.
"Whas' that?" he pondered.

Noticing the open window, he decided to peer out. A small girl was laying on the ground and seemed to be immobile, and in pain. How interesting, and entertaining!

"Oi, what're ya doin down there?" He shouted down.

"Huh, from up here it looks like you were takin' a nap!" he chuckled loudly, "Either you're really brave or really stupid, hehyeeh! So close to curfew.. Why not!" He laughed his hyena laugh in a high pitched bellow before he darted his way down the stairs. He wasn't about to risk jumping out of a window. Hopefully his sneaky tendencies will help him make it to the entrance unnoticed.

As Sylvia limped along, a crumbling sound could be heard directly in front of her. A large head popped up not a moment later, dust billowing into the air.

"Oy!"



The woman seemed quite comfortable with being down in the depths of the dirt, although she sounded a bit muffled with her mouth still underground. "Whattaya think yer doin', sneakin' out on the first night?!" She pulled herself out a bit more, wiping away some of the dirt. "You aint one a my kids! Yer Carmella's aren't cha? That bloody bitch!" She spat harshly onto the ground before adjusting her goggles. "Ye better scurry along back inside before a less kind Keeper than mean old Keeper Hattie comes tah grab yeh." She tapped the tip of her head, seeming to be referring to herself with that new name. "I've placed plenty of me pitfalls around tonight. You can try but if ye fall in one you'll be in my domain." She smiled wide, revealing an unnatural set of teeth. "And trust me, kiddo, ye don't want that~."

Theo groaned and looked over at his acquaintances from earlier. They seemed to be happy that they were all together. 
Before he could say anything else to Archie or leave him be, another kid chimed in. 
It was the dragon girl from earlier. His feathers suddenly started to feel a bit itchy from unease.
".... I'm Theo." He scratched at the area around his collarbone, avoiding direct eye-contact.
Despite her scaly appearance, Jiang definitely had a friendlier atmosphere about her. Archie was probably more likely to heed her words than his..