jackygirl
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 22, 2016 5:17:26 GMT
"Well Mr Kreagan I'm no expert on human anatomy, although some girls would tell you otherwise, but I'm pretty sure that rolling around on the floor trying to bite your own tongue off isn't normal behavior even for Freaks like us so yeah a nurse would probably help." Jacob was putting on his very best bravado face whilst inwardly shitting his pants God this guy was scary but no can't back down in front of all these broads. I have a reputation to uphold.
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Post by Serph on Nov 22, 2016 7:22:31 GMT
Chroma hadn’t needed to be told twice. One very concerned look at what was happening between the two boys and she’d been off. She’d been told go get a teacher? She was getting a teacher! Many years of sprinting were finally coming in handy as she peeled down the hallways away from the boy trying to resuscitate Mark. But she needed teachers and maybe a nurse or someone who was at least vaguely aware of biology to help out because honestly what were they even supposed to do at this point? Having snatched the attention of a nurse after nearly slamming into the table itself in her panicked haste, she was finally bolt back towards her homeroom, medical staff barely keeping up as they attempted to follow.
“Left, left, straight!” Chroma yelled in her frenzied state, pausing and leaving colored signs on the walls and anything that would help at this point because she was running too fast and she couldn’t stand staying still for longer than a second. “This way! This way!” she repeated practically jumping as she turned corners and nearly flying straight into walls as she did so when taking a turn too wide. If there was ever a time to ignore a school rule it was now as she kept urging medical to hustle, and leaving colorful markers for them to follow, because there was no way anything happening to Mark was normal and they definitely needed some sort of medical professional! “Come on, come on!” she half muttered in frustration to herself as she turned the last corner in a sprinting frenzy, sliding to a stop a foot past Mark's body. She hadn’t even noticed her new homeroom teacher had arrived. Instead she was waving obnoxiously to a confused staff who hadn’t kept paced when she’d turned the corner, coupled with dramatic gesturing towards the point to help gain their attention.
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Post by Raz on Nov 22, 2016 13:04:08 GMT
The shaking and convulsions slowly start to cease. In his mind, Mark was in hell. Fire engulfed him, his screams ring out through the roaring flames. His ten year old self cried and wailed for someone, anyone to help him. There was a crash beside him and he saw his older brother diving through the flames. "Mark! Where are you?!" He shouted. Weakly, Mark responded as his body began to grow numb. "Here..." He stretched his free hand out towards his brother then all went dark when he felt something hit him.
Back in reality, the spasms have stopped. Though a stream of blood starts to flow from his nose. Quietly he sobs, the belt keeps him from making much noise. Tears fall from his uncovered eye while crimson tears begin to dampen his eyepatch. Through the belt he murmurs,"I'm sorry brother" in Japanese. With each word he winces as though being struck.
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Post by Envy on Nov 22, 2016 13:16:08 GMT
Great we have hot blooded people in the class this is going to be a long year. Michael looks over to his left to see the doll girl from earlier waving at him. Michael takes off his mask and sets it down on his desk then smiles and waves back.
Putting his mask back in his bag then brings out a notebook. Michael starts to write down what happened there day. Kreagan became a teacher, white hair tried to attack Kreagan maybe has something against him, we now required to wear uniforms, and I talked to someone who wasn't Envy or Samuel today was an exciting today!
I should try to keep up talking to new people without my mask. I think with the mask it's just gonna scare people off with it's on.
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jackygirl
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 22, 2016 13:51:26 GMT
Jacob noticed the blood seeping through the guy's eyepatch "Well that's definitely not normal. What have you been smoking?" Jacob asked realizing that he was desperate for a cigarette but couldn't reach into his pocket while he had to hold down this guy. "Man why couldn't a hot chick have had a seizure then at least I might enjoy this bout of floor wrestling and if she was dying I'd give her the kiss of life maybe with some cheeky tongue and she'd be so grateful and insist on buying me a drink in thanks and well then..." Jacob realized he was rambling but he couldn't help it when in stressful situations his first instinct was to run his mouth which probably explained how he kept getting in to fights. The guy's spasms seemed to be calming down though he was trying to say something through the belt. "Man I hope the nurse gets here soon, I wonder if she's hot and wearing like a proper nurse uniform..."
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 22, 2016 17:50:54 GMT
Lya was very confused and concerned about the events around her. First one of her classmates has a seizure, and while wanted to help couldn't do a thing; couldn't talk to get a nurse, can't preform CPR, she can't even offer a soft comforting touch. Then while all of that's happening Remy punched the teacher, she hopes he doesn't get detention for that.
On a side note the gasmask boy waved back, which was nice, maybe they can be friends.
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Post by lightsavior on Nov 22, 2016 22:52:50 GMT
Rick smiles. 'well i found the strongest' he thinks to himself watching his teachers display
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Post by Envy on Nov 23, 2016 17:39:12 GMT
Great I wonder what everyone else powers are in this class because now I'm amazed by this. This year is going to be a exciting one at that Michael goes back to his notebook and draws out a list I'll make a list of the other darwins in the class and see how power they really are and to keep away from them if need be. I wonder what will happen this year both Envy & Sam joke that i'll meet a nice guy or girl man those two are always poking fun at me!
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Post by Snoe on Nov 24, 2016 14:54:29 GMT
Kreagan moved to the wall intercom and pressed the call button "Get a nurse, a kid thinks he can die in my class." Kreagan didn't look entirely concerned but it wasn't like he could rush over... at his size in a building that was practically made of tissue paper one had to be careful of over reacting.
The choice in nurses was a bit different but atleast the school doctor was a Fleshweaver... one of the Carnegan's aside from Jack... another person Kreagan didn't need to be annoyed by. Rushing into the room were none other than the duo Silic and Manny... "Hello big K said you gotta man down!" Silic walking in wearing a cady-striper outfit... that wasn't quite appropriate for a school... but atleast the glass freak was pretending to be female today, shapeshifters were always such confusing things... and Silic was a being all onto itself in terms of instability... Manny on the other hand.
"Mr. K!!!!" Manny trips over the fallen student and lands flat on the floor sliding across the floor as it it were ice until coming to a stop against Kreagan's industrial steel desk. "Not now Manny do your job." Manny groaned laying lifeless on his adorable but scratched face and eschewed hair. Dressed in a doctors coat the sleeves much too long for the child. He pouts and then gets up to skate back to the patient. Silic cracking smelling salts and doing a once over.
Remy took his seat but kept his distance from the action. Like Kreagan he had to be careful around other people.
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Post by Raz on Nov 24, 2016 15:17:23 GMT
Mark felt a dull impact as someone went full tilt into his ribs. Their conversations sounded almost like they were speaking in an alien language. In his mind he was laying down before the burning wreckage that was his baby sitters house. Tears streaming down from his good eye. Rain began to pour, slowly sniffing out the blue flames. He lay and stared, numb and terrified. His body, too damaged to move forced him to watch the building go up in flames. Then like the crashing of a wave upon a ship, his senses return to him.
He opens his eye to see a nurse holding something under his nose. He can taste iron in his mouth. He noticed that the majority of the class was staring at him. He felt the blood running from his nose and damaged eye. He must look a sight to behold. Colour began to manifest itself in his cheeks as embarrassment firmly takes hold of him. Weakly he said,"Thanky you...sorry for the trouble." He tried sitting up. His body felt as though it had just been beat within an inch of his life.
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jackygirl
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My milkshakes bring all the girls to my dungeon
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 25, 2016 4:26:48 GMT
Hot damn that nurse was SMOKIN' also made out of glass or something but still mega hot. As the non-hot nurse runs around doing something or otherJacob sidles away from Mark, who seems to be mostly ok now, and up to the hot nurse saying "Do you have a Band-Aid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you." and giving her his patented Exterminator 'take of all your clothes' grin.
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Post by Snoe on Nov 26, 2016 6:04:14 GMT
Silic pretends to blush hand on her hip at and looking to the flatterer "Well well sweetness aren't you adorable," showing her claws as she holds Exterminators chin and teased a kiss "I dunno bout a bandaid but after that sorta ride you'll need full body cast." Silic kissed the cute on the nose and backed off hauling Mark to his feet "You gonna be alright sweet heart or should Manny and Me give you a physical??" Tugging at the boys shirt with a suggestive Wink.
"Silic quit creeping on my students and just do your job." Kreagan warned taking a seat at his desk. Silic readied a retort when Manny bit her leg lightly.
"Listen to MR. K he's always right!"
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Post by Serph on Nov 26, 2016 6:25:45 GMT
She hadn’t been gone for long and already Mark had gone from bad to worse. There was blood now. The nurses she’d manage to herd over were already at work, though one seemed more interest in their homeroom teacher than the patient. She’d winced in sympathy for her classmate taking a kick to the ribs. It really didn’t look friendly. At least Silic seemed to be helping, sort of. There were smelling salts involved and well at least Mark was awake even if he looked like something rolled out of a horror film at this point. “Huh?” Chroma blinked when her classmate started apologizing and attempting to stand.
She bit the inside of her cheek in displeasure. He was just spurting blood out his nose and eye and woke up from who knows what and he was apologizing?! And trying to move!? She was to scold him and tell him to knock it off and just lay down. He needed to do nothing and wait for instruction or the nurse should tell him, after all he hadn’t been talking to her and it’d be weird if she just usurped the nurse’s authority. And then the other boy started flirting.
And the nurse flirted back.
Wrinkling her nose slightly, Chroma turned from the strange scene to eye Mark herself, almost ready to completely agree with her homeroom teacher since Silic was being painfully unhelpful and flirty. “Are you feeling ok?” she interrupted, smoothing out her frustrations into a concerned expression, trying to speak softer for Mark’s benefit. “Do you want some tissues?” she asked thinking back to her backpack thrown to the other side of the hall. She probably had tissues in there. Maybe. She remember to replace the other ones right? She wasn't even waiting for the response as she headed over to grab her backpack so she could retrieve the mentioned item. Who was she kidding, he probably wanted tissues.
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Post by Raz on Nov 26, 2016 15:09:38 GMT
When the nurse pulled him to his feet it took all of his will power to not cry out in pain. Whoever came crashing into his side likely broke something. Judging by the iron he can taste in the back of his throat, it's more than likely that it was only a rib. Mustering the few remaining fragments of his dignity he says,"That won't be necessary. I wouldn't want to waste your time, ma'am." This display will likely circulate back to his parents, if he shows some tact he may be able to save some face. Showing anymore weakness before these people will only make things worse. This is why he doesn't mention how his left hand is completely numb, his chest is throbbing, or that his legs feel like they're about to snap.
He bowed his head, shame slipping into his voice. "I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you all. I won't let this happen again." When he raised his head he caught sight of Chroma giving him a stern look. When she mentions tissues, he feels slightly relieved. When she retrieves them and hands them to him, Mark looks at her and for just a moment she can see the humiliation and pain in his eyes. "Thank you, Chroma." He dabbed at the blood around his nose and eye. Most of it comes off, but his shirt is ruined. It looks like he's been shot
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jackygirl
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My milkshakes bring all the girls to my dungeon
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 26, 2016 17:26:12 GMT
Well that nurse was scary, of course Jacob would have still totally hit that but she was kind of intimidating. Something to work on later but for now practical matters required his attention "Sorry my friend but could I have my belt back please, unless of course the pretty lady would like to see my pants fall off?" He said giving a wink to the one the injured kid had called Chroma.
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Post by Raz on Nov 26, 2016 18:18:45 GMT
"Ah, my apologies." He says, realizing that he had the belt still in his hand. During his relapse he hadn't even noticed he had taken hold of it. The boy must've used it to keep him from biting his tongue. "Thank you for helping me."
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Post by Serph on Nov 26, 2016 18:37:20 GMT
Chroma hadn’t missed the humiliation or pained look in his eyes. He wasn’t asking for help, but he was going to get it. He doesn’t want to go to the nurse so he’s going to have to soldier through, but there’s no reason to make it harder for him. That being said, whoever had been asking for the belt was already disengaging with the nurse it seemed. Weird, he seemed pretty insistent on flirting earlier too. Wait pants? Chroma blinked before furrowing her brow in confusion at the comment. She would have ask what belt, but it seemed Mark was ahead of her and passing it back. Oh! Right, that belt!
“I think I’ll pass,” Chroma responded lightly after a moment of mock deliberation before easily linking arms with Mark. She put her own arm under his left arm and held slightly higher so she could support his weight without knocking into his ribs. “Ready for going to class part 2?” She asked teasingly, eyeing his shirt for a moment before watching the stains whiten under her influence. His shirt would look new, but he’d feel the splatters. Nothing was gone even if it was hidden. Something told her he was more concerned with how it looked though.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 26, 2016 19:32:02 GMT
Lya watched the spectacle once again, wishing she could have helped. AS it was she was unsure of how bad Mark was hurt, how easily do people break bones, is it normal to bleed like that? Lya forgot these things in the years she spent with her body, all she knew was that Chroma had a better chance of helping him than she did.
Lya also kept an eye on the nurses, she didn't like Silac. Lya didn't know his/her reputation but they did creep Lya out.
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Post by Raz on Nov 26, 2016 20:04:32 GMT
Fully expecting to have to continue through the day with his injuries, Mark let his stoic persona begin to slide back into place. Showing weakness to foreigners, deplorable, he mentally chastised himself. What would father say about his display? He could already hear his father now, the cold voice radiating with disappointment. His classmates would start looking at him with disdain or worse, pity. After years of living like an invalid, having people treat him with kid gloves, after all he's done to get here. These thoughts and emotions were being stuffed away inside of a box in his mind so that they do not escape. Emotions such as rage would only serve to harm him when he graduates from this place.
So he kept up his mask until he felt someone offer him support. He glanced to his left to see Chroma helping him, a smile on her face. His confusion must've registered on his face because she asked if he was ready for class again. His mask slipped just a bit as he chuckled. "Hopefully part two won't be as intense." He said with a hint of a smile. He also noticed that his shirt looked pristine as opposed to the red smattering that was on it just a moment ago. He could still feel the dampness against his skin but to others it looked fine. Upon noticing this he murmured, "Thank you." Just quiet enough for her to hear. With her support they made their way into the classroom, their seats were beside each other.
In the back of his mind, Mark knew that he had felt something pass between Chroma and him. Something he hadn't felt in a very long time. However, he had little time to contemplate what this feeling was since the source of his humiliation was sitting not far away. The boy couldn't have known what would happen. But still, that didn't stop Mark from wanting to glare at him.
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Post by Serph on Nov 26, 2016 21:12:28 GMT
“If you thought part one was bad, then gym class is going to be a nightmare,” Chroma joked as she helped Mark towards their seats. Chroma let him set the pace since she didn’t know how he was holding up, but they moved easily so maybe he wasn’t as bad as she thought? A faint word of thanks reached her ears, she smiled a little broader in response. “Good morning,” She greeted her homeroom teacher, eyeing the seats she and Mark were headed to. She wasn’t sure if it was assigned or chance that those two were open, but she didn’t question it, taking a seat next to him without much thought.
Finally in the classroom and thankfully with her bag at least she started eyeing classmates. A lot of familiar faces like Lya, Thomas, that white haired kid from this morning and obviously Mark, but there were even more that she’d never seen before. It was a good mix of old and new faces at least. Still she tried to catch Lya’s eye so she could give a small covert wave that wouldn’t catch their teacher’s attention, glad to see the smaller girl had managed to get everywhere OK after she lost her earlier. She would have just put a message on the girl’s desk, but she didn’t want to drain herself on maintaining Mark’s shirt and trying to discretely pass messages.
Speaking of said shirt, it seemed to be holding up very nicely if she did say so herself, and she did indeed say so. Though she couldn’t figure out why the person wearing said shirt was now staring at Thomas. She had clearly missed something going on there. Was it because Thomas was wearing headphones? Furrowing her eyebrows slightly, she tried to shoot Mark a quizzical look, though she wasn’t sure how likely he was to see it given where his current focus was.
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Post by Raz on Nov 26, 2016 21:27:04 GMT
It had been years since he had a relapse, just when he thought he was done with them for good the boy in the wheelchair brought it back. A sigh escaped him as he turned his gaze forward. His left hand still felt deadened like it had been after the fire. It might take an hour or two until feeling returns in it. He didn't like having the boy in his blind spot, not after what he did. Again, Mark had to remind himself that Thomas didn't mean for this to happen. But still, the fact that he hasn't even noticed the damage he caused is a little irritating.
He caught the glance of Chroma looking at him and murmured. "He did this to me."
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 26, 2016 21:30:30 GMT
Jacob watched the eye-patch kid walk away held up by Chroma well looks like he might be slow to the punch on that target, maybe he should fake a seizure... nah it would ruin his cool kid reputation. Anyway there were still fish in the sea he thought as he took a seat next to a decent seven and immediately began shamelessly flirting.
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Post by Alexodia on Nov 26, 2016 21:34:17 GMT
His eyes still glazed over slightly as he continued to lose himself in his music, he cast his mind back to that little spectacle with Kreagan and the new kid; Jesus, Kreagan could have let up slightly if anything. Remembering his eyes widening in shock, he watched wordlessly as the kid got up not soon after, and Kreagan headed over to the intercom and spoke into it, Thomas not even beginning to hear him with the headphones in his ears. He remembered turning his head back to look out of the window once more, feeling his eyes glaze over again in daydreams. He remembered thinking that he'd really have to make a note of talking to Snow White; that looked like a pretty hard slam down by Kreagan. After that, it was rather fuzzy for a while during his zone-out time. He wondered why he was so attached to music in a sense, but he already knew the answer; it allowed him to escape. Escape this chair, escape everything; in his mind, he could fly and be whatever he wanted to be, something not confined to reality should he choose. It was absolute bliss, he mused as he faintly remembered his mouth curling into a smile. Feeling somebody sit in the desk next to him through minor vibrations, he turned his head to see Chroma sitting in the seat next to him, and the Asian kid Mark sitting in the seat next to her, one down from him. He felt his face morph into an expression of surprised happiness. He missed Chroma; her cheeriness always made everyone else feel better by proxy.
"Hey guys!" He began in a friendly tone, looking at them both with an affable expression. "Sorry if you came in before; I was miles away." He clarified with a small, somewhat self-deprecating smile, before feeling his eyebrows furrow in concern at the way Mark was staring at him. It was very faint, but something was there...anger? "Hey, dude." He began in a similarly friendly tone, allowing a tiny bit of concern to seep into his voice. "You okay? You look as though something traumatic just happened." He joked, allowing a small chuckle to punctuate his words, before turning to Chroma. "Hey, Em. How was your summer? I don't think I've come across you for long enough to ask yet." He offered with a smile, his eyes bright. Hearing Mark mutter something he couldn't quite hear to Chroma, still staring intently at him, he felt his already present concern deepen, his eyebrows furrowing and his eyes displaying the concern he felt. "Dude, seriously; are you...okay?" He asked tentatively, feeling like he would be somewhat unnerved by the answer, endeavouring to make sure nothing happened because of him.
He'd really hate it if that happened.
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Post by Raz on Nov 26, 2016 22:01:58 GMT
While most of the blood was wiped away, there are still flecks of it near his eye patch. He turned his head to see Thomas. Mark's face was emotionless though there was an intensity to his gaze that wasn't there before. "Don't ever touch me again." Thankfully, his training with suppressing his emotions was working out. He knew it was unfair to treat Thomas like this but he didn't care. He just watched his brother die because of this man's carelessness. He took out his notebook from his bag. He must've picked it up without thinking about it back in the hallway.
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Post by Serph on Nov 27, 2016 2:13:08 GMT
Chroma had heard the friendly voice before she saw its speaker. Well saw said speaker again. “Hey Phantom,” she responded cheerily, nearly missing Mark’s comment. She probably would have if it hadn’t been intended for her to hear. Eyebrows twitching in confusion, she maintained her smile trying to continue through despite the new sense of awkwardness that felt like it was about to descend on them. Chroma felt the nervous laugh bubble up when he made a joke about a traumatic experience. If she hadn’t known he was probably just zoned out with his music, she might have taken that another way entirely. It was a good thing she’d sort of known him from school for some time now at least.
She would have far preferred talking about her summer more than what was happening now as Mark told Thomas to never touch him again. Chroma’s mouth opened for a moment, shutting almost instantly at the sudden statement. Should she try to help? Mark looked pretty mad and she doubted this was going to go over well with Thomas. She didn’t want to make Mark feel alienated or offended by talking to Thomas, but ignoring Thomas hardly seemed fair when she had no actual idea of what happened since she arrived when Mark was already on the ground. Maybe it was just an accident and they could move forward. She certainly hoped so. Feeling a bit apologetic, she mustered up some pep to try and change the topic
“Um…” her voice sounded foreign as her brain searched for anything to change the topic with. Forcing a perkiness back into her voice and tight smile on her face she tried again. “Did you hear that Omni was doing a new hero search?” she asked to no one in particular, trying to inject any kind of cheer back into the conversation. Her voice felt a tad fake even to her, but she tried to smile and hoped someone would take the out or else homeroom was going to be tense.
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Post by Raz on Nov 27, 2016 3:02:33 GMT
Feeling that his message had gotten through as well as hearing the discomfort in Chroma's voice, he decided it would be best to switch gears. Besides, he'd heard of Omni before but have never seen it since it didn't air in Japan. "Omni, I've heard my friends in Germany speak of it a few times but I've never seen it for myself. They search for heroes though, why is that?" His curiosity begins to shine through. Even before the incident he had always been curious about the world around him, though he rarely shows it.
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Post by Serph on Nov 27, 2016 3:50:19 GMT
Chroma felt her smile become more natural as the subject started to change. She was still a bit tense, but at least they were moving in the right direction. “You should definitely watch it sometime! Especially since some of the teachers are on it,” Chroma stated trying to figure out how to best answer his question as her running mouth bought her a bit of time. “Well, hmmm, I would say they do it because it’s for a TV show? They probably want to keep getting in fresh talent and making sure they can train new heroes for when the old retire or whatnot I would guess?” she continued, her tone sounding more natural as she spoke.
“That’d be my guess, but if you really want to know you could ask one of the members?” She paused for a moment before rethinking her statement, “Well, I wouldn’t ask Molly, but the others are probably a good source of info about it all,” she corrected. “When we finally get sorted for power training I’m sure you’ll have a good chance to ask no matter where you end up,” Chroma finished remembering how the teachers split up last year for that. If nothing changed every level had someone from that group helping out so it wouldn’t be impossible. “Speaking of power training, are you excited?” Chroma continued on without pausing. It was a bad habit she should probably correct some day or she’d overload someone with all her ramblings, but that day was not today it seemed.
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Post by Raz on Nov 27, 2016 5:47:59 GMT
"Huh, interesting. On my flight over this woman was discussing the show with someone over the phone. It had something to do with last year's winner. I believe it was how he acts like a medieval knight even when away from the public." He tried imagining someone acting like a knight and gaining large amounts of publicity for it. The image was rather strange. "Its weird how in the rest of the world Darwins create some form of persona for themselves. It's completely different in Japan. We use our powers like signs of our station, very few of us go the route of the caped crusader."
"So there are teachers here who've been on the show? I had figured they'd be too busy fighting to teach. I'll certainly have to get to know some of them when I have a chance. As for training, well today might be rough but I have to admit I'm a little excited to show what I can do." A thought struck him and his mouth said it before his mind could stop him. "Maybe..maybe we could watch Omni together some time. You could catch me up on it."
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Post by Shift on Nov 27, 2016 19:40:58 GMT
Oh god, oh god! How in the world did I oversleep! Nickolai shot out of his bed and ran towards the school. How could this have happened, he wondered. Oh yeah, he had to do an extra shift to pay off his bills. He even missed the announcements! When he got to the door, it was locked. Just his luck. He played with his bracelet a bit, a habit he tended to do when he got overwhelmed. Just then he remembered the floor plan of the institute and went to the side of the school and looked for a window of some kind. When he found an open window, it took him to a classroom... full of people. After an intense staring contest between him and the kids and what looked like an angry teacher, he walked 'casually' by before sitting next to a girl in what looked like an old Victorian dress. Well, this day was turning out great!
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 27, 2016 20:25:41 GMT
Seeing the new student sit down in the desk next to her, Lya gave him a quick wave. Hoping he knew what she was saying Lya began to sign.
*Good timing. Class hasn't started yet.*
She turns back to face the front of class, waiting to see what happens.
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