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Post by Serph on Nov 19, 2016 19:19:58 GMT
Chroma listened, taking a slight step to the side so Mark wasn’t perfectly behind her and her neck wasn’t going to get stiff from constantly craning it backwards. Should she feel proud she guessed right about the map thing? Still she listened intently as he talked about his sisters. She wouldn’t have guessed he’d had any, but if he grew up with siblings who were also Darwins then it certainly made sense why he wasn’t that phased by all this. “Hmm, I’ll take your words for it,” she commented. She’d never paid much attention to companies outside of the names of the ones who were involved in the school, so to hear the name of a foreign one didn’t mean much to her, but if he was able to travel from wherever he was from to here then the company was probably doing pretty well? “Are you sisters going to attend here too?”
A soft crack of the air and she could already see Phantom in the distance. Huh? Hadn’t he been with that other kid before? Spinning on her heel and walking backwards she glanced to see who she could spot. Mark obviously,but no Lya in sight good and no white haired kid? She’d thought he’d been following? Did he wander off? Should they double back? “Did you notice if the white haired guy or Lya were following or not?” Chroma asked, pausing for a moment to try and peer back around the hallway they’d just turned out of. If she didn’t see them she’d have to keep going, but well she didn’t want to just strand them in the middle of nowhere. “I thought everyone would just follow too,” she commented a bit somberly as her eyes and ear strained to look and listen for a motion or a sound.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 19, 2016 19:29:28 GMT
Watching as the others left Lya chose to stay and watch Mark and Remy with the new person that approached them. She knew that she's seen this person before but had trouble placing him, the most she knew about him was that he's apparently the art teacher, and that he can apparently make sure she doesn't get in trouble for being late.
As Lya begins to approach she hears Tom's discussion as he teleports away leaving her wondering what powers Remy has, so far everyone shes seen has interesting powers. Once shes in front of Vyde she does her best greeting in the form of a quick wave. To Remy she does a quick sign to introduce herself as Lya then waits patiently to see what these two have planned, at this point she lost the only people she assumed knew where they were going, so now she plans to follow these two around.
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Post by Raz on Nov 19, 2016 19:38:25 GMT
Mark glanced backwards, seeing no white haired kid. "I believe he was discussing something with a teacher. Judging by his disappearance, I have to assume he used his powers to get ahead of us." He said before turning back towards the doors. "You asked if my sisters would be attending this academy. Sadly no, Kochi is marrying the son of the Prime minister and Akira is being groomed to become the wife of Aus Von Kessel. A German who holds a significant portion of the automobile industry in Germany right now."
Neither men seemed particularly cruel and both had enough wealth to ensure that Mark's sisters will be well taken care of. It was a sickening thought for his sister's to be used as bargaining chips, but that simply was how things worked. They've each been taught that these arrangements are for the good of the clan. Mark himself was likely to be betrothed to whoever his farther saw fit when he returned home. It had become apparent that his father had wanted to cement an alliance with one of his partners before he left. So that was likely to be his fate when he returned. His father's business partners had always been cordial to him and their daughters have always been kind, so it wouldn't be a horrible existence, simply not one of his choosing.
"Ah, I believe we're here." He scanned the room for a moment before spotting the white haired boy in his wheel chair. "I found the man you were looking for."
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Post by Snoe on Nov 19, 2016 19:45:56 GMT
(OOC: pssst Remy was left their with the teacher... unless he turned invisible?? Did I get new Power?!)
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Post by lightsavior on Nov 19, 2016 19:50:53 GMT
Rick walks through the crowded halls towards the assembly hall. Wondering To himself why he decided to enroll in school again. Oh yes knowledge is power and all that. Their was also the chance to train with powerful freaks.
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Post by Serph on Nov 19, 2016 20:40:21 GMT
“Married already? Are they much older than you?” Chroma asked, falling into step besides Mark again as they arrived. It was pretty well, full, but at least there were seats not in the front row they could sneak into with a problem. Wait The Prime Minister’s son and the son of a wealthy German automobile company. Mark’s life was sounding more and more like a TV drama. “Doesn’t it ever feel surreal to you?” she asked, belatedly realizing she hadn’t even linked that question with a thought. “Like with…” she paused trying to think of the right words to phrase it, mouth quirking to the side in thought. “I don’t even know how to phrase this.” She continued shuffling carefully towards seats and motioning for Mark to follow her.
When Mark said he’d found the boy Chroma immediately started craning her neck curiously. “Where?” she asked trying to follow his gaze, until she saw the wheel chair. Did he think she was looking for phantom? “No not him, though his hair does look different in this light,” she said with a laugh. “The other boy who was with him and Lya,” she prompted, trying to look around again to see if she could stop either of the two. If they hadn’t followed her and they hadn’t followed Phantom, then she really hoped they’d managed to find someone who could get them to the assembly without much trouble.
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Post by Raz on Nov 19, 2016 20:58:32 GMT
"Oh, my mistake. I thought that was the one you were looking for. The other boy I didn't keep track of. But, seeing as how they had been speaking with a teacher I'm sure they'll end up here sooner or later." Eventually Chroma directed them to a few empty seats. As he sat down he thought about her question. "I suppose it is strange to be a part of something like that but...it's the hand I've been dealt. I'm sure those who find themselves with a modicum of power usually think it's strange as well from time to time." As he settled into his seat and became accustomed to the noise of hundreds of students chatting, he wondered what it would've been like to simply have been the son of a normal family in Hokkaido or even in America. He quickly tucked those dangerous thoughts away. If I allow myself to think about what ifs, I'll miss my chance. He thought to himself.
"Akira is 6 years old and Kochi is only a year older than I am. We play the part we've been given even if we don't like it." He murmured the last bit just quiet enough for her not to hear. His hand involuntarily touches the edge of his eye patch.
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Post by lightsavior on Nov 19, 2016 23:55:23 GMT
Rick enters the auditorium. And is a little overwhelmed by the sounds, and amount of people. After a bit of searching he finds a seat just behind mark and decides to take it
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Post by Envy on Nov 20, 2016 0:14:07 GMT
Michael puts he his back up man there are some many people that go to this school. I wonder who what there powers are some are clearly demi human while others are completely human just so out if place things about them. I wonder what mom would of thinked if she saw me here now would she be happy that I got accepted to a place like this or scared since there people that could hurt me just like I could hurt them.
Michael thinks for awhile then suppresses the thoughts since now he has to focus on other things before his own woefulness. Taking his hood off of his head Michael's long black hair escapes from the hood. Then takes his mask off just so that since he agreed to take it off during assemblies.
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 20, 2016 1:03:12 GMT
Jacob was getting more and more tempted to start producing massive quantities of methane, sure he'd probably get expelled but even if his parents didn't bribe the headmaster enough to look the other way there were always more schools out there ready for him to mess with.
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Post by Snoe on Nov 20, 2016 8:32:16 GMT
Remy has No idea what just happened looking around a little more than stunned eyes shifting a bit Vyde standing beside him "Race you?" Remy knows that's not fair. The others had gone ahead so it was time to go aswell breaking into a full run after Vyde who was moving just a little faster than Remy... which was considerable and a little unsafe...but thankfully the halls were empty now! Then came the doors! Squealing to a stop Remy slid tot he doors Vyde gone... and was upstage with the rest of the teachers even Empathy was on stage. Wierd... Moleculo was still wearing the helmet... Remy carefully managed his way through the crowd to a seat thinking to himself 'don't break anyone, don't break anyone'. Their was someone he recognized! Wheelchair!! Remy sat down next to him... the chair creaking under his weight. The assembly was about read to start. ANd there was Principle Eric Gracker He was the one they used to call Standstill. Vyde said something about if you lock eyes with him he could essentially paralyze a person neat power... but it had a time limit it seemed. Next to him stood the ever intimidating Jack Carnegan... his father owned a third of the school, there were more of them but it would take forever to go over them in his head. "Welcome to the weekly assembly students, to those of you recently enrolled I'm Principle Gracker and this is Vice Principle Carnegan... don't worry he's not as scary as looks." That's still pretty darn scary... looks like Frankenstein in a suit. Principle Gracker began talking about the school and the extra-curicular activities up and coming... "Later on this week we will be having a ranking tournament to reorder the rankings for your training groups, those of you who have improved will move up in the rankings and by the end of the week you'll be sorted into your training groups, VP Carnegan would you further explain." So there was a sort of tournament or... superpowered track and field to determine training classes, Mr. Carnegan was blunt about it in that scary sand paper voice of his. There were three classes not determined by fire power but by sheer skill of use first level are beginners taught by the kindly and supportive pair Moleculo and Nielo. Second were those showing competence and control the instructors being those that specialize in control Geo and Nyoka, those two also able to make training safer for the higher level abilities. Lastly were young experts in the use of their abilities put to the test against highly skilled Darwin Instructors Vyde and surprisingly Lollipop! Those two being among the best but it was then tha Mr. Carnegan stepped in "At this level there will be times that require another hand, SO I or the new history teacher will be stepping in as auxiliary instructors. AND that made way for Principle Gracker's next announcement "We have a new history Teacher... now I hope you wont be shocked but welcome to South Darwin Mr. Kreagan." The entire school gasped!! As the near eight foot monster stepped out onto the stage!!! Wasn't he supposed to be dead!! Even Vyde looked like he was about to feint. "That being said we also have new school uniforms, your submitted sizes have taken care of and several options are already being delivered to your residence. Those of you on campus check with the front desk, those of you residing at Sancta-Vy they'll be their later today. That's all you may return to your home room." That's when Remy realized his homeroom class... was History!!!
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 20, 2016 15:54:38 GMT
While Lya watched Remy and Vyde she got the feeling they didn't notice her, not that this was uncommon since people never seem to look. Then Vyde and Remy take off running, Lya tried to keep up but speed has never been her skill. Eventually she finds her way to the assembly but seems to have lost everybody she had been speaking with earlier. Unsure of where to sit she decides to choose a spot at random, finding herself next to a boy with long black hair and holding what appears to be a mask of some kind.
While she sits and listens to the speaker she watches and simply waits, she's sure that some of these people are big deals but her knowledge of them is very limited. She also finds herself confused when everyone seems to freakout when some giant monster looking guy comes on stage, he's kinda ugly sure but she doubts he can be that bad.
In the end her biggest disappointment was when she learned there would be uniforms. Now she just has to head to home room.
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 20, 2016 16:37:25 GMT
"FUCKING UNIFORMS?!" Jacob wanted to yell what bullshit was this and to top it all off he was in a homeroom class with some 8-foot tall monstrosity as teacher what. Maybe he could get some alone time with that purple-haired girl who'd he spotted on the stage he wondered if she'd be wearing the uniform...
At that moment the babe in question turned around to look at him and gave him a straight-up death glare as if she could read his thoughts but he just winked and suggestively and gave her is most winning smile before she turned away in disgust.
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Post by Raz on Nov 21, 2016 3:12:56 GMT
"Ah, uniforms. They're similar to the clothes I had at Yasogami." The uniforms were quickly banished from his thoughts when he spotted vice Principle Carnegan. His breath froze in his lungs, his eyes locked onto his form and for the slightest moment, he thought that he had locked eyes with the man. Quickly he masked any emotion that had surfaced. Messing with powers such as he was not part of hid being here regardless of his moral standing. Though if possible, gaining his respect would be make his stay much easier. As the assembly was dismissed he caught sight of the boy in the wheelchair. He appeared to be getting swept up among the crowd of people trying to get out of the assembly. Feeling sympathetic for the boy, he pushed his way through the crowd until he found the young man, trapped as surging tides of humanity flowed past him.
"May I be of assistance?" He asked politely, taking hold of the back of his wheel chair and steered him through the mass of swirling students. He spotted Lya making her way out of the assembly and aimed to follow her. "Thought you could use a hand." He remarked as they cleared the crowd.
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Post by Snoe on Nov 21, 2016 7:43:46 GMT
(OOC: if you're talking about Remy, he's not in a wheelchair that's the teleporting kid Phantom)
Remy was standing near the wheelchair boy and noticed the proper looking Japanese boy take hold of the chair and greet him kindly. Remy hiding the chuck of chalk board under his arm trying not to be noticed. Remy pulled the chalk from his pocket and wrote a subtle message "Hiya." Showing it to the Japanese boy. "Homeroom??" He wrote again wondering what his where to go and what the other boys was... three questions in one word.
Couldn't believe Kreagan was a teacher... didn't look smart but suppose he had too know something.
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Post by Alexodia on Nov 21, 2016 13:35:04 GMT
Raising an eyebrow in bemused bewilderment, Thomas remained pensively silent as everybody started to get up from their seats, the entire stadium rumbling at the sound of thousands of kids all getting up at once as he thought over what the staff members had announced. He doubted he'd be bumped up or down in the power rankings unless something had changed; his particular skill had great amounts of potential, but it wasn't the best in terms of oomph or wow factor. More like a subtle advantage; more suited to espionage than bursting onto the scene and posing triumphantly. If he wasn't confined to a wheelchair, that was. Even without the wheelchair, he was gigantic; not really in the best interests of a spy to be 6'4". Wouldn't really be an advantage in any sense since he was taller than 99% of people. And uniforms? He barely stifled a groan, the sound being lost in the deafening rumbling of kids moving out of the doors and towards homeroom. It looked like something you'd wear in a fucking anime. Although he did look very flattering in a skirt, but he suspected that they wouldn't be all for that. Raising both of his eyebrows and blinking in acquiescence, he began to head out of the door.
He got all of two feet before somebody almost fell in front of his wheelchair, making him stop dead in his tracks awkwardly. Muttering platitudes to the girl who seemed to blush redder than the sun and apologise eight times in the space of four seconds, he waited for an opening, getting slightly more irritated when there wasn't any; usually he let himself out earlier than this and missed the traffic due to the placement of the disabled access, but today he had delayed, and appeared to be paying the price. Hearing everybody mutter meaningless apologies as they still continued to move past him, he wondered just how sorry they actually were if they were doing it when he felt a pair of strong, but small hands firmly grasp the back of the wheelchair and begin to push along with the crowd. His eyes widened in shock as he jerked his head backwards to see the Asian kid. He never did actually get his name.
Hearing him politely offer assistance as he firmly pushed his way through the crowd, he could only feel a searing sense of embarrassment take him over, feeling an ashamed tinge instantly rush to his cheeks. He may be an invalid, but he wasn't fucking helpless; he hadn't needed it before, and he certainly didn't need it now. It was clear that the kid meant well, but he didn't even let his baby sister push his wheelchair, so why was this kid pushing it both literally and figuratively? It's bad enough I have to go through disabled access; he can take care of himself, he thought as he managed to morph his face into a practised expression of affable friendliness.
"Well, thank you kindly, stranger" he professed dramatically, his voice taking on the stereotypical drawl of a Southern woman as the Asian kid exited the stadium within a gaggle of students into a large corridor, the group thinning out constantly by going down different hallways, hearing the surrounding students start to laugh at his good-natured joke. "Why, I was positively waiting for a hero to come and save me from the stampede!" He continued, before chuckling in a friendly manner and feeling his eyes dim and his spirits go down at the insecurity he could feel pooling in his chest, before pushing off with his wheels and turning around slightly to face the Asian kid, his face fixed in a friendly smirk once more. "Now, you...probably don't know where you're going. Again; I swear to Christ, they need to make a map or something. No matter; just follow me to my homeroom, and the teacher will probably have a record or-" he stopped dead upon a realisation, his eyes widening. "Oh Christ, we have Kreagan for homeroom. Well, at least they'll know where our bodies went, hmm?" He joked, before expertly pushing off down the hallway to history, motioning for the Asian kid to follow him, his left eyebrow raising in bemusement at the kids perpetually serious expression before shaking it off with another smirk. "So then, Mr. Grumpy Gills-" he joked, looking up to his left at the kid.
"-what's your story?"
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Post by Envy on Nov 21, 2016 13:39:47 GMT
Great uniforms really hope that I can see a hood onto the back of the uniform jacket. Michael cannot believe that Keegan actually is still alive and not only that he even becoming a teacher that bead unexpected.
Unknowingly to Michael while he was lost in his own thoughts he didn't see Lya sit next to him. Who cares about these changes of events they don't affect me in any shape or form. Michael grabbing his mask sees a girl that wasn't there a second ago. He puts his mask on in a panicked hurry putting the mask over his face.
Michael speaks up to the girl "Umm is there anything that you require of me or do you need something else? If not I must get to my homeroom then." Not sure of what he said do I really just say something like that. Man Sam was right I always put up a bubble like this when someone new is around me. What am I gonna do is she going to be sad that I said that or will she be furious that I even talked to her.
I should try to find out what is wrong with her what a topic that bring up in a conversation.... Ah I know Kreagan just became a teacher here and now we have uniforms. "Soooooo we Kreagan just became our new history teacher and uniforms are now a requirement how do you feel about this?" Asks Michael who's actually worrying about what he said.
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 21, 2016 14:56:59 GMT
"Well I think it's bullshit." Jacob butted in "Although..." he looks Lya up and down "Hey random question, how old are you like at least eighteen?"
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Post by Raz on Nov 21, 2016 15:26:45 GMT
He knew what he had done. He knew how helpless he made the boy feel. He had felt the same way after the incident. So while this happy guise of his exists on the outside, he can only imagine what's happening inside. Feeling that he couldn't be allowed to slight this boy twice, he answered. "My name's Mark Shigeharu. My parents arranged for my education here. I graduated from Tokyo University two months ago so this should be my last foray into education before taking over the family business."
He walked with his hands behind his back, like an officer marching before a line of soldiers. "I apologize. I robbed you of your sense of being in control. That wasn't my intention, I've been in your position before so I understand the feeling." He stops walking and bows his head low. "Sumimasen, I hope you can forgive me for my carelessness."
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 21, 2016 17:36:27 GMT
Looking to the two boys speaking to her Lya felt a moment of confusion. The first seemed to be afraid of her, not something she was used too thats for sure, and as for his question she wasn't really sure who this "Kreagan" person was or why people didn't like him so she answered the best way she could with sign, hoping the boy knew it.
*I'm terribly sorry but I am unsure as to why people seem to have an issue with Mr.Kreagan. If possible could you tell me about hi-*
Before she could finish the new boy had arrived with his own answer to the question, as well as asking her how she was.
*18? Yes actually, you're the first person to guess it correctly.* She then punctuates the sentence with a quick thumbs up in case he couldn't understand the rest.
When she finishes signing she also notices that people are beginning to flood out of the room, she then quickly signs to the two boys that they need to go before it gets too crazy. Once Lya begins to walk towards the door she makes fast progress since she can slip between people fairly fast (and people tend to just bounce off her). Eventualy though she finds herself lost among the crowd, neither of the boys from earlier seemed to have kept up. Now however she was completely lost, so she decided to wait in the hallway to see if she could find someone she knew.
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 21, 2016 17:42:37 GMT
"Phew sorry due to couple of close calls in the past I find it best to check girl's ages, oh wait where'd she go?" Jacob is jostled by a flood of people and loses track of the gas mask kid as well. "Well guess I better find homeroom with this Kreagan dude, man why couldn't I get the purple-hair chick or that lion lady meoooow."
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Post by lightsavior on Nov 21, 2016 19:01:57 GMT
Rick smiles hoping that the tournament later has one on one combat. He then heads to homeroom
(ooc: I assume all MC's are in the same homeroom?)
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Post by Envy on Nov 21, 2016 19:25:27 GMT
Michael facepalms his mask great there is a chaser in this school. Hopefully I have a quiet class so I can have a quiet day. Michael beings to walk out of the room when his phone been to vibrate hard looking at his phone he sees a message from a friend of his "So how you're doing schmucko have you met anyone you want to enraptured yet? Please say yes you're becoming a block of ice." Underneath the Michael starts to blush I swear I'm going to punch him next time I see him!
"No and I am not a block of ice I'm hotter than my powers!" Michael then shuts off his phone and walks to his homeroom great it looks like our new history teacher is my homeroom teacher. Michael walks off the assembly hall and makes his way over to homeroom.
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Post by Envy on Nov 21, 2016 21:54:37 GMT
Arriving in homeroom Michael sits in the vack of the room. Taking off his mask he puts his mask in his bag. Man hopefully this goes by quickly so we can get onto to the other classes.
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Post by Alexodia on Nov 22, 2016 0:38:59 GMT
Hearing the Asian kid's apology; he felt his smile start to dim a little bit in guilt. Well now he just felt like an asshole. He could tell the guy meant well, and he didn't really seem like the type of guy to covet lying all that much. He'd probably throw a fit were he asked to. Suddenly stopping in the hallway, he was forced to stop as well and maneuver his wheelchair around, he listened to the guy for a few seconds, before heading forward, his resolve bolstered.
"Hey, man, it's fine. I...I could have handled that a lot better since you didn't really have a clue; I thought I did, but you seem to be a pretty good judge of character, hmm? The fact that you were in that situation sucks, but it's something that we have to live with, ya know?" He murmured somewhat quietly, his voice a mix of cheerful and sombre. "As you can guess, I'm not particularly psyched to be in this thing for the rest of my life, but such is my burden, hmm? Builds character, if nothing else. Apparently; it's what I hear from self-righteous articles and shit like that." He continued, his natural friendly charm shining through despite his feelings, his voice coming across as affable and upbeat, his tone somewhat rapid fire. "Anyway, at least we've learned some new stuff about each other despite only having known each other for...27 minutes." He concluded, looking up at the clock on the hallway wall. "Speaking of which, we really shouldn't have taken the long way round; we'll probably be late, unless Kreagan decided tardiness isn't worth mangling our guts for. Which I highly doubt." He finished with a grimace, until his eyes widened in realisation and he took on his signature smirk. Turning to look Grumpy Gills in the face, he raised an eyebrow in a daring challenge. "Want to see something really cool?" He asked spiritedly, his smirk ever present. "Don't tell Mommy and Daddy." He joked in mock seriousness, before reaching out to grab the guy's shoulder and vanished into thin air instantly with a quiet crack of air, taking Mark with him and leaving the formerly occupied corridor quiet and devoid of people. Immediately rematerialising around the corner of the homeroom door, he instantly let go of the guy's shoulder and looked around, his shoulders sagging in relief as he noticed that they were alone in the hall.
"Oh, thank god; usually that's way too close to risk." He explained in a distracted tone, already heading around the corner to homeroom. Here we are, Grumpy Gills; homeroom. Or my homeroom; not sure where yours is. Figured you could ask. If you're here, great! If not...I'll see you round, dude." He finished, not even looking back to study the guy's reaction as he entered homeroom, which was admittedly quieter and less rowdy than he had expected; Kreagan hadn't arrived yet, nor had some of the students, so the students whom had already arrived were having a bit of fun before fun became lynching bunnies courtesy of their new homeroom teacher. His friendly popular student charm automatically being revved up in the face of his classmates, his face lit up as he greeted most of them enthusiastically as they greeted him first, chatted and joked with some of them and deliberately acted as if some of the flirting went straight over his head as he headed over to his regular desk; one row from the back and right next to the window overlooking the grounds. It really was a pretty awesome seat; probably because people'd feel guilty as all hell taking it from him. Especially since there was just a desk and no chair; he kind of had a good one already. Maneuvering expertly around the seats and the desks, easily dodging a scrunched up ball of paper thrown at his head and jokingly mocking the friend whom threw it, he finally reached his desk, sighing deeply as he reached into his pocket and plucked out his headphones, swiftly plugging them into his phone and starting the music. It was a well known fact that he avoided stress by losing himself in his music, and he was grateful for the unspoken rule of everyone whom knew about him; when the headphones are in, it really isn't cool to disturb him until he takes them out. Probably because he's such a charming devil, he mused with a small smile on his face as the sound of conversation was drowned out and his world was taken over by his headphones. Looking briefly over to the desk on his right, he hoped that Chroma was in his homeroom this year; it was hard to think of a more bubbly girl even outside of school, and he could really do with some positivity after the previously mentioned bunny lynching courtesy of Kreagan. Sighing once more and propping his left elbow on the desk, his index finger resting vertically against his cheekbone and his middle finger resting horizontally between his bottom lip and his chin, he felt his eyes glaze out of focus and felt his mind lose himself in his daydreams as the screams of the students he could no longer hear continued to sound.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 22, 2016 0:55:02 GMT
After awhile Lya was able to find some people to follow to her homeroom. As she enters she takes a moment to see who else has arrived, while not many she does note that a few of the people she met this morning have arrived.
Lya finds her way to the back of the class, trying to ignore the creaking of metal when she sits in the desk. She also notes that she's pretty close to the gas-mask boy from earlier. She gives him a quick wave hello. She also takes a moment to be annoyed when someone much taller sits in front of her, knowing that she'll never be able to take a note in class.
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Post by Raz on Nov 22, 2016 3:13:33 GMT
When the boy grabbed onto him, he narrowed his eyes in confusion. Just as he opened his mouth to ask what he intended to do, there was a snap as reality seemed to warp in upon itself. During this time of transportation he saw an image of flames. Blue, scorching fire surrounded him...he could hear shouting and sobbing. His left hand felt like he had stuck it inside of an oven. He could see his left hand blistering and burning as he tried to hold a piece of falling timber. He wasn't seeing this with only one eye, but two. He screamed for help though the roar of the fire was nearly deafening. Slowly, as the heat started to take its toll, his strength waned and the beam crept steadily closer to his face. Searing...burning...agony. It inched closer until he stopped being able to see out of his left eye.
Then it was over. He stood in the hallway not paying attention to what his companion was saying. Sweat ran down his forehead as his trembling hands reached up and touched the leather of his eye patch. His heart started beating faster and faster. His breathing became shallow and rapid. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he lost his balance. Since his companion didn't turn around and went ahead without him. He didn't notice Mark collapse, his body beginning to spasm uncontrollably.
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Post by Serph on Nov 22, 2016 3:57:35 GMT
Chroma was above the little fussing about the rankings and placements. She was above the little fussing of the uniforms (she was certain she could spruce those up without breaking the rules, she’d just bend them a little), but their new history teacher? No she was not above fussing, freaking out or down right panic, because WASN’T HE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!? Downright speechless and flabbergast she couldn’t comprehend anything that had been going on. Not the voices of her teachers and certainly not the absence of Mark from her side. By the time she’d recovered from the shock to ask if this was even real he’d disappeared. Actually so had a lot of people. Eyeing the last stragglers of the crowd starting to slip out Chroma quickly rose to join them. She’d idled long enough and no matter how much her brain didn’t want to register what had just happened, she’d have to. That or she’d have to find someone to pinch her arm and wake her up. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. They wouldn’t hire a complete monster for a homeroom teacher or a history teacher right? …. Chroma stepped hard as she picked up her pace towards homeroom trying to stomp the thoughts out as she went. It’d be fine. They’d be fine. She’d be fine. Stepping quickly as she hoped to not be the last to arrive, she finally turned into the corridor for her homeroom, but of all the strange things that had happened today it seemed things were still taking turns for the worse. “Mark?” Chroma called out, hustling over to the boy in concern. Why was he on the floor? “Someone get a teacher!” Chroma yelled towards their homeroom, bag thumping against the floor as she hustled forwards to try and help. She didn’t know what she was doing. She pushed his bag away so he wouldn’t snag on it, but otherwise she wasn’t sure what else to do. “Mark?” she tried again more urgently, panic flashing across her face.
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jackygirl
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 22, 2016 4:10:23 GMT
Jacob rounded the corner to see a cutie with long brown hair and brilliant eyes and... wait what was up with that asian kid on the ground? Oh shit not again.
Jacob did a quick sprint-and-slide so that he ended up kneeling next to the poor guy opposite the chick "Hey there beautiful, looking good, now go and get a teacher or something I'm gonna stay with this guy, don't worry I've had to deal with people who've overdosed before I know the drill." As he spoke he was swiftly removing his belt from his jeans. "Never thought I'd be doing this for a guy but hey life's funny like that." So saying he leaned on the guys body to keep it still and forced his belt in between the guy's teeth so he couldn't bite his tongue, he then took of his jacket and turned the guy over into the recovery position using his jacket as a pillow. The kid was fighting him all the way but 8 years of boxing had made Jacob pretty damn strong, and very attractive if he said so himself, so he held the guy in the position and waited for the girl to bring help.
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Post by Snoe on Nov 22, 2016 5:10:28 GMT
Remy was using his stealth training to the test after the assembly, following Kreagan. It wasn't hard considering he was easily the biggest person on campus... though there were a few runner's up with size based powers. Vyde always said he had to sneak up on Kreagan to bring him down, that he wasn't to be taken lightly. That meant he was evil right? Supposed to be a villain, the most famous one too!
Remy was going to be a hero, like in those books, like Mr. Vyde. He shall bring down the history teacher! Clinging to the coners and doorways Remy snuck as best he could following the behemoth and waiting for an opening, step by step getting closer to the class room. Those ninja novels coming to mind as he rolled from corner to corner sprinting through the shadows!!
Kreagan had come to the class, and there'd been no opening in his defenses yet. He was wearing a pinstripe suit and carrying a briefcase setting it up "Plant your ass in a seat, that'll be yours for the rest of the year don't let anyone screw with what's now yours." His voice rumbled deeply... were teachers allowed to swear?!! Remy was convinced he was evil!!
Kreagan squared up with the class, there was the opening!! Remy bolted into the class room jumping into a punch connecting with full strength. But much to Remy's surprise the big guy barely jerked his head from the cannon like right hook, and in the half second of airtime left Kreagan reversed the motion and planted Remy into the floor with a downward elbow!
Even Remy felt that one "Nice try kid, good thing you're tough." Remy groaned silently Kreagan yanked him out of the floor "Pick your seat dumbass, anyone else?" He didn't even miss a beat "How's he doing? DO I need to call the nurse?" He asked the one performing first aid, surprisingly concerned yet unphased.
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