Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[HK Fifty]

Location : Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with : Why'nn and some Fleshsack


What I'm doing : "query : What year is it?"





HK-50-01 'woke up' with a massive jolt of electricity. This as usual irritated him in the extreme. If I could just once have it be a gradual start up , that would Be worth my weight in Aurodium. Who was the fool that made it work that way , anyhow? One looking at him would see his eyes flash at an intensity only seen at these moments , and his crumpled form rise into a standing position. His legs were up to 100% efficiency now. with the legs fixed , he stood as he usually did. This entailed one leg slightly forward of the other in a wide stance , designed to provide stability and split-second transition into a combat stance. He could use a Fluidics Replacement , but otherwise there was little sign of the battles he had been through , and as well no rust left either.


Looking around he Why'nn talking with an Unfamilar Fleshsack , this Unfamilar Liquidious one adressing a small , furred quadruped. What sort of useless animal is that? And why would the Fleshsack talk to it? Can this day get any odder? Luckily he already knew what lunch was , so that avoided more confusion. Just after he thought that he realized that his last repair took over 300 Sith Standard years , and he couldn't be sure it hadn't been a year or more that his Processor was about the task of fixing his various deficiencies. He supposed he could ask Why'nn and this Liquidios One about that , and began speaking in a tone that would sound highly aggressive. I really hate how this internal Chrono-meter can't deal with being in this pocket dimension. I need to fix that soon.





"Interrogative Query/Greeting : Hello , Why'nn! What is this furred biped here... I don't like it... In fact I hate it. Anyway , who is this Fleshsack and how long have I been down here crumpled in a blasted repair cycle? Actually I may also ask who in the pits of Raxus is this guy?"

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Second Floor Hallway via Zenar (ZEni + ARlight)


Who: Connor, Why'nn


What: disgusted by these children, schooling them


Zeni purred in thought, until they had noticed that Connor hadn't acknowledged them as a normal professor, one that was his mentor more like! Arlight gave a small hiss and scratch on behave of their nerves, and Aca's, while telepathically retorting a "Look, the headmistress and I are on fine terms, and I'm sure that she wouldn't take to it lightly if I told her you not only disrespected my extensions and familiars, but your relationship perhaps, as permitted as it is, was interfering with what I expect from you?"


Via Zeni, with Arlight speaking of their own, finishing with "You are to have lunch with me...and you can bring your little girlfriend too. Just see to it that she doesn't eat anything green. Oh, and piss off Aca, she's actually super pissed at you Connor! You let her go into Torpor!"


Feeling disrespected, Arlight pryed herself from his arm, and came over to where Zeni sat, but not before gracing Connor's scalp with a scratch the equivalent of a paper cut, Arlight laughing slightly to themself omce they sat.


"Girl, last I recall, you called me something of a wizard in red once I saved your dying body. Don't you think it's a little shallow to suddenly developed such a sour taste for a teacher whose class you haven't even had?" Zeni said, directly to Why'nn, before the two stretched their wings out again. They noticed another being coming into the vicinity, and they were greatly vexxed by its innate desire to hurt them. The two animals looked at each other, and shrieked answers to Acantha as they flew up into the rafters, back to her residence.

 

[Nonexisting]

where: hallway


with: grim and valian and the twins


is doing what: leaving for lunch and

Zipper

Zipper smiles again clapping her hands with her tail wagging. "Yay! I know was trying to be polite,it'd be rude for to join the group without me asking ya know? And zipper would like friends so it's better she be a good girl,right??" She says to them looking down with her aqua eyes.She tilted her head at angle looking up as she walked. "I can be a good girl....I can behave...Zipper doesn't want to hurt anyone... zipper can be good..." She mumurs as she walks out the classroom down the hallway. She started making her way to the lunchroom. Something didn't settle right. Zipper was craving something bitter and cold. She placed a hand on her chest and suddenly stopped with her eyes widening. tick.tick.tick.tick. the sound of glass shattered inside her mind. Voices flooded her mind and zipper bolted for it soon finding herself crouched down in a dark corner shaking with her hands on her ears. She dug at them lightly making them bleed a little and closed her eyes shut.

Where: dark arts classroom / hallway

With: grim, valian,and zipper

Sugarshe is Doing: thinking glitch is a dummy

Glitch is doing: thinking




Sugarshe and glitch

Sugarshe couldn't help but to giggle at her brother being stupid."honestly glitch don't go around asking people that...I'm sure that the cook has something," she tells her brother who face palms. Glitch looked at the other two."sorry...Hmm. " Sugarshe exhale and crosses her arms smirking."Oh you like me huh? You have pretty bad taste in women.." She says just to tease him a little licking her lips and moved her arms around one of her twins walking side by side with her brother who tilted his head to look at her."what do you need,sugar?" The two often a little too affectionate despite being siblings but it was merely a sort of love only twins could share."Glitchy...your stupid."

"I know but you make me stupid you dummy...your my twin."

"Yeah I know you green weirdo.."?

@folclor

@Rookie

@Grim Wraithe Stjerna
​

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Second floor hallway


Who I'm with: Zipper, some 3rd years I do not know (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna )(@folclor )(@Rookie )(@mewbot5408 )


What I'm doing: Going to lunch


As James descended the stairs to the first floor, he saw a group of third years heading to lunch, among whom was Zipper, one of the few people he recognized in this school. Another thing James noticed as he walked by was the two people looking like some sort of Canine hybrids chatting as they walked. James was instantly reminded of his attempts to transform himself into a wolf. He'd had... some success. Nevertheless, James decided to say hello to the group of third years. Perhaps if he paid attention, he could pick up some advanced knowledge from them. He increased his pace slightly to catch up to them.


"Um... Hi."

 

[folclor]

Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: Imalia


What I'm doing: Watching


"Another so soon. After you lost the last one, you swore to me..." Nishira began


"This will be different." Imalia's mouth formed a thin line, knowing James wouldn't hear this conversation.


"You swore to me."


"It will be different."


Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor, HK, the cats


What I'm doing: Being very confused


'I... I...' She considered the cat's words. 'She was... Oh gods...' She put her head in her hands momentarily. 'She tried to save my life.' Why'nn looked to HK as he approached, then up at Connor. "HK-50-01..." She'd almost forgotten about him. "You were out for... a bit more than an hour, I believe." Attempting to understand what in the world was going on, she looked at the ceiling and wondered what they were to do. "You know... I believe her class is 8th period... and at that time I am to go to the library..." Brought back to the situation a bit, she looked back to the droid. "This is Connor." Instinctively, she grabbed his hand.


Location: First Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Grim, Zipper, the twins, and a couple first years


What I'm doing: Going toward the food/noticing Zipper


Valian sighed. Another firstie. He didn't mind them so much the year before, but this year they seemed... frustrating. That was, until he noticed Zipper. She appeared to be in pain. "Zip?" He stopped and knelt down beside her. "Zip, are you okay?"

 

[Nonexisting]

where: hallway


with: valian


is doing what: suffering from her flashbacks


Zipper


Zipper's eyes watered and tears slid down her cheeks. The ticking in her head grew louder and louder as the doll was forced to relive that night. Forced to see her strewn across the ground like a bloody mess on the ground. The one thing zipper dreaded more than anything was the day she died. She remembered dying. The pain. Seeing her half her own body separated from her and this was all the work of a truck. Zipper was still shaking and buried her head into her arms. "......I don't wanna remember.....I don't wanna..... remember dying.......Zipper doesn't want to......no...please...."She breathed.

@folclor

@Rookie

@Grim Wraithe Stjerna
​

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Second floor hallway


Who I'm with: Valian, Zipper, the wolf twins, a couple of firsts


What I'm doing: Being hungry on my way The Cafeteria


The otter nodded at his human friends assessment of the spirits. "Yeah, is cause dey cannae taste anyt'ing." He raised an eyebrow at Sugarshe's statement about his opinion in women. "OI'd say is spot on fer wolves." He couldn't quite understand how those two could be so affectionate and pick on each other at the same time. 'Mus' be a twin thang.'


Grim stopped walking when he saw Zipper drop into a corner and Valian moved to her side. He looked around, unsure of what to do, so he stood by in case his friend needed him.


The otter caught an odd scent and started sniffing until he came to view a first year. The otter have him a scrutinizing look, he could smell the headmistress faintly as well as the engraving teacher. 'Why would ye smell like both o' dem? Did ye get in troub'eh?' He nodded toward him. "'ello."

 

[folclor]

Location: Second floor hallway


Who I'm with: Grim, Zipper, the twins, and a couple firsts


What I'm doing: Trying to help


'Okay. That's a new one. Think... what can we do to help?' Carefully, he slid his arms around the girl, pulling her into a gentle hug. "It's all right, we're here. No one's going to hurt you." He rocked her gently, but glanced up at Grim and mouthed, 'What do we do?' as he stroked Zipper's hair, trying to create a soothing environment. In all honesty, he didn't know what set her off and had never seen this happen to her before.


Location: Second floor hallway


Who I'm with: People?


What I'm doing: Going to the cafeteria


Calar had skipped the rest of his second period class and all of his third period. That stupid construct had made him want to be scarce. He didn't know what happened to his brother, but he was headed toward the stairs down when he noticed a group of people, including the aberrant. He decided to keep his distance and watch.

 

[AshuraaHunter]

Location: Cafeteria


Company: Alone


Activity: Acting depressed


The effeminate male continued to put his head down, as if he were resting, but he was actually going all out on himself. Well, at least in his own mind. Using the jagged edges on the cuff surrounding his waist, he put a tip of a finger at the sharp gaps. Bridget's gloves didn't surround his fingertips, so they could give him a good gash and some blood loss. Recognizing how hurting himself makes the young man realize it would make him look even less appealing as a friend, he refused to drag his finger along these edges. Across a table, he noticed a blue-haired Japanese girl stacking cans of... Coke? Well, what seemed to be cans of Coca-Cola in a pyramid formation. Afterwards, she must've noticed me trying to cut, he thought, sighing. Mei seemed a bit concerned, but also agitated at the same moment.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn, an HK Unit?!, and cats


What I'm Doing: Being completely confused


Connor had no clue what to say about anything going on. On one hand, it seemed someone was angry with him for something he hadn't even known in the first place, and on the other, there was another being from the Star Wars universe here. He was beginning to feel overwhelmed about everything going on. Today had been such a weird day and it was only lunch time. After a moment of constant inward debate and basic confusion, he felt Why'nn take his hand. It seemed to bring him back down and ground him once more. With a brief sigh, he looked at HK. "Sorry. I didn't mean to be rude and not respond to you. As Why'nn said, I'm Connor." He glanced over to Why'nn, a very slight expression of shock on his face. "First Sith, and now an HK Unit. I'm trying so hard to wrap my head around all of this, but I'm really having a hard time. This headache isn't helping matters..."





Connor looked back at the cats who watched on, and took a breath, trying to calm himself and not rage out at them. "I don't even know what Torpor is. How was I supposed to even help keep her from there when I don't know what it is? I come from a universe where everything here is fake and made up! I've been here for a day and a half, I've pissed off the headmistress, I've pissed off a Sith, and now I've pissed off the person I'm supposed to be bound to and I didn't even do anything to deserve that!" With that, Connor snapped. He let go of Why'nn's hand and just walked away from whole situation. As he did so, he sent a message to Why'nn. 'Don't misconstrue this as me being angry at you. I'm not. And please tell that HK unit I'm sorry for sounding like a whiny fleshsack. I'm not normally like this. I'll find you again later.'

 

[HK Fifty]

Location : Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with : Why'nn , Connor


What I'm doing : Processing and Reciprocating


HK-50-01 didn't much care what the Furred Bi-Peds thought of him. If they hissed and avoided him , well then they were out of his way. In his own experience this was a common reaction he provoked. The droid couldn't think of exactly why , asides from his generally imposing frame. He didn't care about what little he heard these bipeds said. If developing an opinion of someone you've hardly been in contact with was bad , HK himself was guilty of this in an extreme way.


After the two furry ones left Why'nn seemed distressed by what they had said. He hadn't heard all of it , hence he wasn't sure what distressed her. I shouldn't push it , I've done enough of this in my Activation-Span so far to know pushing IMO a territory that causes distress is a quick way to gain enemies. She looked at him quickly and back to whoever this Fleshsack was , and adressed him using his.. Full Serial Identification code? Not many used his full SID , even when multiple HK-50 units were present. I guess I should add this to the list of shocking kindnesses I've received today then. It's already more than in the year I ran the factory , a circuit's width away from all I have been awarded my entire life-span. Of course this was not yet over the time he had known Trooper Ja'Has , but he never chose to think of that time. Why'nn informed him he had been out for around an hour , not nearly what he had feared it would be. And that was very good too , he wasn't going to be happy if it had been an entire year or more. Why'nn then said something about someone's class being in 8th period , and he wasn't sure what to do with that information other than store it away. He wasn't sure why she needed to go back to the library either. Why'nn then introduced the Fleshsack as Connor. He sort of liked that name , sort of didn't. Then again he thought Darth Bandon was idiotic , and he was Lord Malak's apprentice.


Then Connor spoke up. Connor said he didn't mean to be rude by not responding , which HK himself appreciated. He then confirmed Why'nn's identification of his name as Connor. As if that was in any doubt. Why bother to confirm it? Then the Male said that there was a Sith there , which HK took as excellent news. Apparently the being had heard of HK units before , perhaps signaling he was a Galactic Citizen. Apparently he had a headache and was having a hard time. Saying so was a sign of weakness , so HK instantly disliked this human's attitude.


After this Connor looked to the rafters for whatever reason , he continued speaking. HK had no idea what Torpor is , either. Another thing to research then. Lovely. The droid also wasn't sure who he was supposed to be keeping from it , which had the side-effect of identifying it as a location. HK wasn't sure what the human meant by 'everything' in the academy being fake and made up. Now HK himself actually was fake and made up to an organic sensibility , so he understood that. Apparently the being had also angered the headmistress , the mysterious Sith , and someone he must be a slave to. He also thought it was a date he didn't deserve , which brought a harsh mechanical laugh from the droid's vocabulator.


As usual the being chose to leave before HK could respond to them , so he just allowed his laughter to carry his opinion of the being. Then he adressed Why'nn , in his regular tone. "Query/observations : do you know what he means by everything here being fake and made up? I certainly don't. Of course I know to an organic viewpoint I myself may be fake and made up , and of course I take offense to this. But you are fully or at least principally organic , as is everyone else here excluding myself. I also don't like this Connor's weakling view on his circumstances. You did something to deserve it , even if it wasn't an action that called for such a response , and even if the offense was mere existence. Anyone who thinks otherwise is a weakling. And that isn't the worst things that could happen. I've gone through much worse! You may have , if your similar viewpoints to mine express similar experiences like I assume they do. When I saved Ja'Has , I was told to beat him to death! And I did! How can merely angering someone be as bad as that? To this day I remember Ja'Has' -" just then the droid ceased speaking , remembering he was never to speak about that event unless asked. To suitably punish himself , he banged his head into the wall many times , so many times his photoreceptors cracked and his antenna on the right side of his head stayed on by a mere strip of metal. And yet he continued , not ceasing until he was allowed to. That experience was a benefit... At least that was supposed to be what he thought of it.

 

[folclor]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Having to fix some problems


Why'nn was about to say something when Connor abruptly broke off contact and took off. Unsure of how to understand the goings on, she simply stared after him, even when the droid began speaking, though she did listen to him. Many times in the speech she would've broken in to defend Connor, but HK-50-01 simply continued talking. She would issue Connor's apology when he stopped, she assured herself, though she couldn't disagree with him on his definition of a weakling. No matter how much she tried to separate herself from the culture of her people, she still found herself looking on behavior and actions such as that with a bit of a lack of understanding. Any higher being had a right to be angry with lower-stationed creatures for little to no reason. She, herself, had received many beatings for reasons she did not understand.


However, as she thought on this, she registered that the droid stopped suddenly. While she looked to see what may have caught his attention, she noticed him beginning to beat his head against the wall. Her adrenaline kicked in and she rushed between him and the stone. A small fit, but her frame was so frail that it was no issue for her. And she thrust her arms upwards, intending to stop him from continuing his self injury. "HK-50-01! Stop! There is no need for self injury!" Her strength was as nothing against his metallic structure, but still she tried. "Whatever wrong you believe you have committed does not translate here! You are only causing yourself more trouble."

 

[Nonexisting]

where: hallway


with: grim and valian


is doing what: still suffering a little

Zipper

tick.tick.tick.tick. the sound of the windup counted the seconds. the seconds. the minutes. the hours. the days. endless time. she had once forgotten about death but the fear of it returned a the simple sound of a broken cup and the clock above their heads. glass breaking. one of the things that triggered her flashbacks other than fire and thunder. at the moment she had heard the glass was the moment she freaked out. usually she was able to get away before anyone noticed. zipper didn't know what to think of valian as her mind drew a sharp blank. She stopped trembling as much but still seemed a little out of sorts though having calmed down a little bit. She still felt rather sick to her stomach well to say if she had a human stomach. She didn't have many organs. Hence the meaning of a doll. Her hand still clenched at her chest with a shaky breath. "After a dance recidle......I was split into pieces....my body torn in two....by a truck....purposely...."She breathed.

@folclor

@Rookie

@Grim Wraithe Stjerna
​

 

[HK Fifty]

Location : Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with : Why'nn


What I'm doing : ceasing self punishment


As HK-50-01 continually drove his head into the wall , he felt more than saw Why'nn squeeze her small frame into the space between himself and the masonry. What in the Galaxy does she think she's doing? Does she want me to drive my head into her by accident? Maybe she cares enough about my metal carrion to risk such harm. That would be a first. Of course Ja'Has had also cared that much , but the droid had already beat him to death by the time this sort of self-harm happened.


HK-50 stopped short of driving his head into her upward thrust arms , and at that moment she began speaking. She told him that there was no need for any such punishment. Why'nn shared his opinions enough that he actually did listen , instead of shoving her aside and continuing. He had done that to very many Sith Academy Students , rich spawn that only asked him to stop so he could later do thier bidding or worse , in a condescending way to just make him more angry. The only thing that saved their ilk was that I was under orders to not terminate students unless expressly authorized. Many of them ended up being blaster fodder at any rate.


Why'nn told him that the wrongs he had committed didn't translate here , which may indeed be true. After all , after 300 years he was sure none were left who remembered Ja'Has and what happened to him at HK's own manipulator digits. And a Sith couldn't sense a droids thoughts , so they wouldn't ever know. As long as I keep it relatively secret , which may or may not happen. I can trust Why'nn... But who else? Blood Commander Drexo would be in this group as well. I should go see him.. Back to the situation he was currently embroiled in , Why'nn also told him he was causing more trouble for himself , which was also true. He would have to go into another fixing standby , and those always made him annoyed. Seems she parcels out good advice on all counts. She cares , and I'm not sure if anyone could understand how much that possibly means to me.


He then adressed her in a very grateful tone. "Gratitude Overload : Why'nn , thank you so very much for actually caring. I'm not sure if there's anyone who could understand how much that means. And you're very right on all counts , anyone who remembers what happened to Ja'Has has been dead for at least 300 of my Galactic Standard Years. In fact the only one of that assassination squad to survive the Jedi Civil War was Azkul , and I think he died on Dantooine the same year HK-47 destroyed me on Telos IV. Just to notify you , this'll cause me to need another fixing standby , which is where causing myself trouble comes in. You want to go to the cafeteria now? You do eat , I assume? You certainly deserve a king's Royal banquet for all the caring you've shown to me here. You may just be the first being I've met in a long time who deserves such a meal. Asides from the Glorious Sith Masters of course. Though for different reasons."

 

[folclor]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Grim, Zipper, the twins, a couple first years


What I'm doing: Trying to calm the situation


Valian still had his arms around Zipper. "No one's going to hurt you, Zipper," he soothed. "That place, that time, it's gone. It can't come back. It can't hurt you anymore." He would look to Grim for assistance, but that would be redundant. As the sound of metal crashing against stone echoed through the hall, Valian gestured to his otter friend to go check it out.


Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Listening


Why'nn put her arms down as he stopped. If he'd broken them, if he'd shattered the bones in her arms, she'd likely be cross, but would not hold it against him. She'd done very self destructive things in the past, after all. Breathing a sigh of relief. "Yes. I do eat. Food sounds... like a good option. But you do flatter me. I am a student. I serve. I am no great person." She did not move out from between him and the wall, however, and did not see a reason to fear. "Connor wishes me to tell you that he is sorry for sounding like a whiny fleshsack and that he is not usually like this." She stopped after that sentence. Why would Connor refer to himself as a 'fleshsack'? As far as she was aware, that would only be a descriptor of someone about to be fed to the undead. "If the... 'Sith' I met today, the only one I have ever met, is any indication... they may be less glorious than you give them credit for."

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Zipper, Some wolf people (@mewbot5408 ), A talking otter (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ), Another 3rd year I don't know (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Answering a question and helping a friend


James hesitated a bit before answering the Otter. Considering the fact that he wasn't told what the binding would be, it was a fairly good assumption he wasn't supposed to discuss it. But... Mistress Imalia had been able to give a few hints. If he was smart, perhaps James could do the same.


"I wasn't in trouble."


James put his hand on his chest, right over where the brand was underneath his clothes. Someone who didn't know at least a bit about the whole ordeal would probably assume he was scratching his chest.


"The Headmistress and Miss Erus just wanted to... discuss something with me."


It was then that he noticed Zipper on the floor, clearly having an emotional breakdown. He knelt beside her and patted her on the back.


"Hey Zipper. It's gonna be alright. You have friends here, and they aren't going to let anything like that happen ever again."


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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: A pair of students (@BloodHasSpilled )


What I'm doing: Serving lunch and enforcing the rules


Sieghart noticed one of the students was sitting at a table looking dejected, and another was setting up a pyramid of cans. He waved to them.


"Hello! Lunch is served, come and get it!"


Above the lunch counter hung Sieghart's sign.


No Weapons


No Fighting


No Spellcasting


No Exceptions

 

[AshuraaHunter]

Location: Cafeteria -> Entry Hall


Company: Bridget, Sieghart (@TommyGun15 ) -> Alone


Activity: Taking her cans another place


Mrs. Hayashi froze when she heard that familiar, deep, ringing voice of Sieghart directed towards her. She had been 'caught' trying to practice her shots. With a worried face, the blue-haired female quickly tucked the cans of soda back into the separate bag, grabbing hold of its strap and slinging it over her shoulder. "Fuck..." She swore under her breath. "Sorry, I'm not hungry at the moment, Sieg!" After setting her J-04 on 'Safe', she sweatdropped and made her way out of the cafeteria, seeking the Headmistress so she could snipe cans outside.


Location: Cafeteria


Company: Sieghart


Activity: Still slumping


The feminine boy just shook his head upon hearing an adult male's husky voice. "J-Just let me be... Y'never know anyway, if the food is not my fancy, then it'll most likely make my day even worse..." Bridget raised his head at the sound of clanging metals, but it was just that rifle woman packing her Coke cans away.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Second Floor Hallway (Connor, Manara)


Who I'm With: No One (Connor, Manara)


What I'm Doing: Finding The Boy...(Manara), Trying to think...(Connor)


Manara walked through the corridors on the second floor. Earlier, that boy had provided quite a good amount of entertainment, and she wanted to see what else he had to offer. As she searched, she finally saw him coming around a corner not too far ahead. The Sith's cruel smile formed as she watched the boy approach, waiting for him to notice. However, the boy was wafting off waves of anger, frustration, and confusion. As they neared one another, it was apparent he wasn't going to notice before she passed. "We meet again, boy," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.


Connor looked up and realized it was the Sith once again. He clenched his fists as she spoke to him. "What do you want? Come to gloat about what you plan to do to Why'nn later?" The way he felt, the fact this woman was a teacher didn't even enter into his mind. He just didn't care anymore, and as a result, telekinetic energy began building within him.


Manara chuckled lightly as she stared the boy down. "You really do care for this girl quite a bit don't you? I hear you've only been here for a day and a half. You can't have gotten to know her that well. Why is it that you care so much about her?"





Connor grit his teeth and returned the Sith's cold stare with his own. "What do you care? That obviously doesn't matter to you." He hesitated for a moment, feeling the energy growing stronger within him. "I will not let you touch her! I WON'T!" With that, the telekinetic energy he had unintentionally been building exploded outward in all directions. Door along the corridor were either blown open or off their hinges, windows were shattered, loose objects in other rooms would have been thrown about by the wave. A cruel smile of his own came to his face as he watched the Sith blown backward out a window. After a second, he regained himself and collapsed to one knee, blood draining from his nose, and his head pounding. He knew the trouble he would be in; knew he could be killed for this, and knew that this had not saved Why'nn from the fate that was about to befall her. Knowing all these things, a single tear slid down his cheek and dropped onto the floor in front of him.


Manara had little time to react as she felt herself thrown through the window behind her. As she flew out the window, she ignited her lightsaber blade and jammed it into the wall of the school, trying to slow her descent. It worked to a point, but she still ended up hitting the ground rather hard and knocking the wind out of her. Her lightsaber landed a few feet away as she gasped for air, trying to get to her feet. Despite the fall and having the wind knocked out of her, she couldn't help but let the cruel smile form once more on her lips.

 

[HK Fifty]

Location : Second floor hallway


Who I'm with : Why'nn


What I'm doing : getting lost


HK-50-01 noticed Why'nn breathed a sigh of relief at his suggestion of food-acquisition. He was happy to know she consumed foodstuffs , because otherwise he couldn't be allowed in cantinas or other food-serving places. Of course this wasn't true if he used Official Assassin Threats. Why'nn also apparently found his praises to be too much , and he understood that. Especially so when she said that she merely served and was no great person. HK himself often though thusly , and indeed he was created for that reason. He noticed Why'nn didn't move out from the wall while she spoke , and he wasn't sure why that was.


Why'nn then said that Connor was sorry for 'sounding like a whiny fleshsack'. Well , obviously he knows me somewhat. I'm the only HK to use that phrase specifically , to my knowledge. Also if he's sorry for that , why did he choose to use those words in the first place? This even more confused the droid when Why'nn said the Human wasn't normally like this. If you aren't normally that way , why choose to be that way to someone you just met? Now I'm not sure whether to believe him or just assume he's covering for his fleshsackiness.


This train of thoughts was cut to an abrupt end when Why'nn said the Sith she met today didn't deserve veneration. Hipefully she meant that blasted Desk-Sith. I hope that isn't how all Sith of this New Era are , I just can't tolerate that. He also noticed that whoever this Sith was , it was the only one Why'nn has ever met. That would be sad indeed , to not know the true glory of the Sith.


Now HK adressed Why'nn in a generally even-toned voice normally used in his masquerades as a protocol droid. "Replication of Speech/Statement : I'm glad you eat! Otherwise I could never be allowed in a cantina! Indeed I share your opinion on a servants glory , but you are far more than a servant like myself Why'nn. Don't tell yourself otherwise. Also , I have to wonder about Connor. If he's not normally like that , why exactly would he impress me with that side of his personality? Also he must somehow be familiar with me , I'm the only HK unit to use Fleshsack. The HK-50 and HK-51 lines mostly used 'organic' , and the traitor HK-47 used 'meatbag'. Would the Sith you met happen to be the one Mistress Auros killed? If so , most Sith aren't as passively boring. Indeed that one was what I would trees a 'Desk-Sith'. I hope not all New Era Sith are that way. Otherwise your HeadMistress Auros may be the only person worth serving. Now then! Onto the Messhall!" With this he walked down the hall opposite the direction of where James , Zipper and Brutus were (though he knew this not) , and promptly found himself lost. "Confused Query : er , where is the Messhall , exactly? I seem to be lost." He then heard a loud explosion , the Academy shook and Windows burst. In reaction he took a defensive stance and his wrist blaster shot out almost faster than the panel above it could move.

 

[StartingOver]

Location: Bedroom second floor.


Who I'm with : no one.


What I'm doing :just waking up.


Violet slept peaceful her chest rising and falling softly as she lay in a dreamless sleep. Her outfit still showed the scars of the her last battle. Her tight black top was missing a chunk around her toned stomach area. Her jeans had rips in them. She started to stir as she heard noise from the hallway. She opened her eyes and sat up slowly. Her long black hair falling down her back.


"Where am I?" She said looking around. She didn't remember anything on how she got there. She stood up and stumbled towards the door and opened it. She poked her head out the door.

 

[Rookie]

Location: Entry Hall


Who I'm with: No one currently


What I'm doing: Poking my head through the front door


"W-Where am I?" Flal glanced around the entry hall quite confused about his current situation. He went to sleep waiting for an assault on the humans that he didn't want to take part in, and woke up outside a door. He took a quick cautious step inside and glanced around slowly at first and then quickly. He stopped and thought about where he might be able to find his battlemaster.

 

[folclor]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Reacting


She would've responded to his query had the explosion not rocked the school. Stumbling slightly, she used the momentum to begin running toward the sound. "HK-50-01, food shall have to wait." Why'nn barely remembered the man the headmistress had dispatched and it was surprising that he was a Sith. Still, she skidded, slowing enough to turn the corner before she took off again. Around her she saw the beginnings of the destruction. Doors blown off hinges, shattered glass, small items in disarray.


Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: Imalia


What I'm doing: Reacting


The school shook and the headmistress's eyes narrowed. Harm had come to her sanctuary and she would not stand for it. With but a word, she transported herself to the scene of the explosion. As she suspected. A telekinetic. The newest one added to her ranks, as luck would have it. She approached Connor, regarding him with disdain. "Really?"


As Why'nn rounded the corner she saw the headmistress approaching Connor, saw students poking their heads out of classrooms. She sped up. Connor. 'What happened?!' Her feet took her past he headmistress, sliding and spinning, becoming as much of a barrier as she could between him and the headmistress. 'Connor! Please tell me you're okay!'


"Out of the way," Nishira ordered, still advancing.


Her head pounded, but she stood her ground, glaring up at the lich. She was crouched, defensive, ready to fight. 'I'm not leaving your side.'





"Get out of the way, girl."


The pain grew, but so did her resolve. Why'nn did not move.

 

[StartingOver]

Location second floor


Who I'm with- alone


What I'm doing -reacting.


Violet almost fell to the ground. Her legs still shaky and the explosion didn't help her cause. She took off down the hall towards the noise. She didn't know if she should kick in Ruby's speed just yet. She was in a unfamiliar place and it seemed to be going to hell already.


As she ran things seemed to get worse. She could only assume she was getting closer to the blast and were it came from. She skidded to a halt and looked around. Noticing she had zero clue were she was. This place was so huge. Maybe she could send a signal out to anyone who was paying attention.


She shut her eyes and let out a very small burst. Her body glowing gold. Hopefully someone would come find her.

 

[Nonexisting]

where: hallway


with: grim and valian and the twins,first years


is doing what: finally calmed down

Zipper




After a few moments zipper calmed down becoming silent and was somewhat better. She still didn't smile but simply because was slightly embarrassed she had a break down in front of everyone. Her face turned light pink and zipper tried to move away a little bit. "....I'm sorry.....I'm just-....I didn't mean to-.......I'm sorry..." Zipper says looking down with her hands on her knees seemingly displeased with panic attacks earlier.

@folclor

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[TommyGun15]

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Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Why'nn, The Headmistress (@folclor ), Others


What I'm doing: Following


As soon as James heard the explosion, he headed to see what had happened, only to see the Headmistress in a standoff with Why'nn. He slowly and quietly approached the scene, looking at Why'nn with a wide expression in his eyes. He desperately began shaking his head and signing his hands rapidly, hoping on the slim odds that Why'nn knew sign language.


James touched his hand to his lips and motioned down.


BAD





Then he touched his pinkie to his head and waved it outwards.


IDEA


James repeated the gestures over and over.


BAD IDEA! BAD IDEA!