Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: infirmary


Who I'm with: Why'nn HK and Connor


What I'm doing: being protective


Vi stood and walked over. "Hey now you need some rest." She said gently to Connor. She very gently took his hand. She gave a smile, her motherly nature taking over even though she wasn't much older than the boy.


"She looks fine let's let her get some rest to okay." She looked to Why'nn. "I'm very sorry I couldn't stop the fight in time to save your arm. That's my failure, it will never happen agian. "
 
Location: Infirmary


Who I'm With: Why'nn, HK, someone new


What I'm Doing: Resisting


Connor pulled his hand away from this new person that he'd somehow overlooked. Ordinarily he'd cooperate, but not now. With a defensive glare, he projected his thoughts into her mind. 'No! My own health doesn't matter! I'm not leaving her side.' Connor took hold of Why'nn's right hand, and squeezed it gently. As he did, he leaned forward and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead. Once again, he projected his thoughts into only her mind. 'I know it's hard, but you need to stay calm. Focus on my voice...focus on us. I'm here and I'm not leaving you for anything.' With that, Connor simply stood there next to her, not even leaving to get a chair. Compared to losing an arm, the pain that Connor was feeling was nothing. Headaches and sore throats be damned. He didn't even care that he was beginning to feel a little dizzy. 'I'm here...'
 
Location: infirmary


Who I'm with: HK, Why'nn Connor


What doing- being understanding.


Violet smiled and reached and grabbed a chair. "Sit lover boy." She patted his head. "She'll be okay buddy, can you answer a few questions for me?" She smiled at him and looked to Why'nn. Her smile fades as she shuts her eyes. How could anyone do this to someone? Things were going to change at this school even of she had to do it by force! Her fists tightened. No more hurting others!
 
@TommyGun15


Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Bridget,James


What I'm doing:


Flirting


"What's there to be sorry about? You didn't do anything wrong....." She says finishing off her blood pack and leaned over giving him a good look over. "Curious hmm? Well I don't mind at all....you're pretty cute for a guy and I don't mind one bit." She tells him with a amused look.


@folclor


Location: cafeteria


Who I'm with: valian


Doing: getting lunch


Zipper looked up at him for a moment and went getting her lunch before following him. Valian was smiling and it was both cute as it was making her a little nervous. Somebody was smiling around her which was something she hadn't seen in ages. Zipper didn't know what to think. "I-I'm fine with where ever...."She says softly and looks down. Was this normal? Was this what a friend should be like?? She didn't remember.
 
Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Bridget, (@BloodHasSpilled ), Sugarshe (@mewbot5408 )


What I'm doing: Feeling Nervous


James blushed at the compliment and attention.


"Um... Thank you. If you want to... I don't know... I'll admit I'm... I'm a bit nervous."


James took a deep breath.


"If there is anything... you wanted to do... I mean... I wouldn't be opposed to it..."


James slowly leaned forward as he spoke, not entirely sure what would happen next.
 
Location: Infirmary


Who I'm with: Connor, HK-50-01, the nurses, and someone else


What I'm doing: Beginning to calm again


Though her mind still burned, Connor's words felt like a soothing balm. That was... until the other girl's words cut into her reality. It shattered her peace and she began struggling again. She let out a scream of distress. "Leave us alone! We do not know you, we do not need you!" The girl tried to lunge at the older girl. Her eyes shone with inner, cold light. "We do not want or need your pity."


The nurses sidled away and sent off a summons to the Darth Manara. Her expertise was needed for she was the only one in this school that could deal with teaching the child the use of the arm.


'Connor... You're in my head. It hurts... My body is on fire... My mind...' She had not stopped her outward signs of struggle. 'I can't move it. I can't move it! I can feel it and I can't move it!' The pain overwhelmed her and she let out another pained cry. 'It hurts!'





Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Zipper


What I'm doing: Finding us a place to sit


"Well, we know Sugarshe and there look to be some firsts. You want to join them? Or...?" He looked about. "Come on, let's join them." He led the way toward the group. Sugarshe, a boy, and... a girl? Possibly. Looked like. Valian sat down near the group and patted the seat next to him, an invitation to Zipper to join them.
 
Location: Infirmary (Connor), First Floor Hallway (Iris), Courtyard (Manara)


Who I'm With: Why'nn, HK, a woman (Connor), No one (Iris), No one (Manara)


What I'm Doing: Sitting (Connor), Walking past infirmary (Iris), Attempting Meditation (Manara)


Connor sat down in the chair the woman brought over to him, and continued to try and comfort Why'nn. His attempts were failing as the new woman was agitating Why'nn even more. With a sigh, he looked up at the woman and held his hand up to her. This time he forced himself to actually speak. "Right now...isn't a good time. I'll answer...your questions later..." He looked back down to Why'nn and continued speaking to her telepathically. 'Calm down Why'nn. Ignore her and listen to me. It'll take time for you to be able to control it. I think they sent for someone to come help. Please don't struggle, just listen to my voice. Take a deep breath, and just listen to me. Tune everyone else out for now.'





Iris walked through the hallway and began to hear someone shouting about something. The voice wasn't exactly clear despite her elven hearing. She felt that she should just continue on toward her next class, but curiosity was getting the better of her. She wanted to go find out what the screaming was all about. Following the sounds, she found herself inside the infirmary. The screaming had stopped, but this was most likely the place it had come from. As she entered, she saw a robot, a boy, a girl standing near the boy, and a girl that was laying in the bed the boy was sitting by. That was when she noticed the girl's cybernetic arm. Her eyes widened briefly, then went back to normal as she walked over next to the girl. Judging by the fact the girl was strapped to the bed and the relatively fresh wound, this arm was just attached. Iris couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. She knew how it felt to be in this same position. Strapped down to a bed helplessly, trying to move your arm, feeling the connection, but the arm just not moving. She swallowed back the ball that was forming in her throat as she glanced down at her own cybernetic arm. Iris looked back to the girl, then looked down at the arm. It was crudely and hurriedly constructed, but it seemed that it would do. She leaned over slightly and examined the connections made into the girl's shoulder. It seemed like they had done a good job at connecting it. With a small, hesitant smile, she finally spoke. "I know you don't know me, and I know it might have freaked you out a bit that I was staring at your new arm, but I want you to know that you'll be alright. You lived through having your arm severed so you seem like a strong girl." Iris looked down at her own arm once more, then back to the girl. "My name is Iris...If you need me, just tell one of the nurses and I'm sure they'll send someone to find me." With one more smile, Iris turned and left the room. She knew there would be questions, and if anyone wanted answers to them, they could come and ask. Clearly the situation in there was not one she should intrude upon further.


Manara sat in the courtyard in silent meditation, channeling the Force through her to try and heal her cut faster. She couldn't believe that she had been so furious that her defenses were diminished. She would never let someone get under her skin like that again. Surely what the boy said was a complete lie and it would not actually be the future. However, that wasn't what mattered at the moment. What mattered was getting her arm healed. It was progressing, but it was a slow process. She wasn't a healer and couldn't utilize the Force in such a way. She was trained to use the Force to manipulate and kill her enemies. Use it to become powerful as she had. After a moment of this contemplation, she heard a small voice from behind her saying that she was needed in the infirmary to help with a cybernetic limb. A smile crept it's way across Manara's face as she rose silently to her feet and made her way to the infirmary.
 
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Location: outside


who I am with: currently no one


what I am doing: Trying not to cry


Devon lays there, gasping for air. She couldn't breathe from the landing. But slowly her breathe came back. She stood up, looking around slowly. Then walked into the nearest building.


Location update: entrance area of school


She Notices no one, and collapses against a wall. Bleed
 
Location: Second floor hallway / infirmary


Who I'm with: Nishira, Marana, HK, Connor, Why'nn, Violet / Connor, Why'nn, Violet, HK-50


What I'm doing: Accepting the headmistress decision


The monk looked to the Sith, his expression still unchanged as he listened to both Nishira and Manara. 'Not permanently damaged? Beyond the arm that you severed, you mean.' There was no point in speaking this as it would only serve to prolong an empty, petty conflict of wills.


He bowed his head towards Nishira as she dismissed him and Manara. "Yes, headmistress." He would find her later and have this discussion about his apprentice and how her training was being handled, for now he walked to infirmary. Knowing it would normally take the nurses a little bit of time to actually craft an arm appropriate to the host. Unaware of the droids fabrication abilities or speed.


As he entered the infirmary, he was passed by Iris as she left, stepping in to see the nurses flitting about as they do, Connor and the girl who had been attracting Nishira's attention, the prototype, and Connor all surrounding Why'nn as she lay strapped to the bed. Delrick also noticed his apprentices new arm, which he saw did match the normal aesthetic the nurses normally crafted, but rather matched that of the droid. Inwardly he was annoyed at this, but he would not show this nor allow the thoughts to enter his mind while Connor was present.


In fact he did not allow any thoughts in his mind, and if Connor tried to just passively read the surface thoughts of those in the room, he would feel as though he were standing in a cold empty room inside Delrick mind.


They monk nodded to the prototype as he approached, and stood at the foot of Why'nn's. Looking to the students carefully and calmly making eye contact with each. "Thank you for your concern you have shown, but now it is time for you all to go to lunch. I will stay with Why'nn for now." He finished speaking while looking to Connor speaking. The weight of his words left no donut they were anything but a command. Violet to would feel compelled to get lunch as well, but not due to the binding but by the simple fact she would think it was her own idea. He knew he had no way of forcibly dismissing the prototype, but he for the most part hadn't been intrusive.


Devil's Whispers


Location: Second floor hallway / cafeteria


Who I'm with: No one / Valian, Zipper, some other people at the table


Grim just stood there, starring as everything played out. It was like watching a dream, or a nightmare. Then suddenly it was over. He blinked and watched as the teachers cleared everyone away. The otter leaned against the door frame for a moment letting it all sink in. "Oi! Valian ain't gonna belie'e dis." He quickly set out for the cafeteria as his stomach began to grumble again.


Walking into the cafeteria he spotted his friend and moved to sit with him, forgetting about food for a moment. "Oi." As he sat down letting arms flop onto the table, looking around the table.
 
Location: Cafeteria


Company: Nobody


Activity: Drinking


Lazarus found no rakk ale, but be did find some quality bourbon, and began drinking himself sober.


"WOO, this stuff is great!"
 
Location: infirmary


Who I'm with: Connor, Why'nn HK and Monk.


What I'm doing: feeling very confused.


Violet's eyes turned sad when she heard Why'nn's words. She didn't pity her, she felt responseable for the entire events. If she would have just attacked she could have saved her. She reached a hand out but stopped herself looking down.She went to sit down when one of the older guys from before came in. She looked at him before she felt someone click in her head. She should go to lunch now, she was pretty hungry. She nodded and turned before stopping a floot away. Wait... That wasn't right she frowned. She couldn't just leave Why'nn even if she would leave the generally area she didn't wish to go all the way to lunch. She turned her head and eyed the man, her head starting to hurt from ingoreing the order. Then she felt it click again stronger this time. "I'm going to go to lunch now." Violet said her voice sounded far away. She turned and walked out. Her eyes looked dazed and she seemed zoned out.
 
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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Bridget,James,valian,and zipper


What I'm doing:


thinking


sugarshe smirks leaning in almost like she was going to kiss him but the next moment moved back to see valian and zipper join the table giving a wave. "hey guys. what's up?" she says with a smile. she sticks out her tongue playfully before looking back at james. "we'll continue that later.." sugarshe says and rests her chin on her wrist. she smirked.


Location: cafeteria


Who I'm with: valian,bridget,james,and sugarshe


Doing: sitting down


zipper nods and follows valian sitting down next to him at the table placing down her tray. she glances up at valian for a moment before setting down her tray. she was quiet compared to the usual and still blushing nervously. she wasn't used to this. she looked up again for second before picking up her bread a bit into it slowly taking a bite. it was delicious! she blushed and gave a small smile taking another bite.


@folclor


@TommyGun15
 
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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Bridget (@BloodHasSpilled ), Sugarshe, Zipper, Glitch (Maybe? If he's there, he's been quiet.) (@mewbot5408 ), Valian (@folclor ), Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna )


What I'm doing: Going back to eating


James gave a small, nervous laugh when Sugarshe pulled away. Right, he might've gotten a bit carried away there. He'd literally just met this girl. Still, James was at that age when hormones start to play a significant role in his decision making.


"Right... yeah, um... Okay. I'd um... I'd like that."


James decided to eat a bit more before he could say anything to embarrass himself any further. After a few bites of food, he looked at the newcomers to the table, recognizing them as some of the people from the hallway earlier.


"Hello. I'm James. It's nice to meet you, and it's good to see you again Zipper. I'm sorry I took off like that earlier, but there was that huge explosion, then the Headmistress told me to go to the cafeteria and... " James sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "It's... It's been a busy day."


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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: The students


What I'm doing: Taking pride in my job/ Sending food to the Teachers and infirmary


Sieghart looked out at the students eating lunch with a feeling of satisfaction. This was what he'd loved about owning his inn, and one of the reasons he'd stopped being a knight. For the most part, the students were all enjoying themselves, having something to eat, and taking a moment to relax after their first round of classes. Even if he'd only played a small part in it all, helping to bring people together like this brought a smile to Sieghart's half-rotted face. He gave a whistle for a few of the school's servant spirits.


"Take some of this food to the other faculty, and to the kids in the infirmary. I'd go myself, but I've got to watch to lunchroom to make sure no fights start."



 

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Position : MedBay


Companions : Connor , Why'nn , Blasted Jedi , Delrick , Manara


Engaging in : getting shit done


HK-50-01 noticed that Connor was finally up. Apparently the Male Fleshsack was grateful to him for helping Why'nn. I didn't do it for you , and it was your fault anyway. If you could control yourself better , none of that would've happened and Why'nn would be ok. You , my friend , are lucky Why'nn seems to have a misguided liking of you , otherwise I would've just pumped tibanna into you. The droid didn't really want to say that , as he knew that may upset Why'nn. He himself had seen enough surgical complications to know that emotions could play a strong role.


He watched Why'nn carefully as the surgery went on , almost wincing himself when she let out a cry of pain when the appendage he crafted made contact with the shorn cells the Lightsaber created. She tried to struggle , for a reason the droid really didn't understand. Only when the arm was finally attached dos he notice it looked almost exactly like a scaled down version of his own arm. Oops. Looks like trying to make it look different just made it smaller. At least it works? Hopefully she doesn't hate me for it. Then she finally spoke again , thanking him in a very touching way. If he had Tear Ducts , he was sure they'd be flowing by now.She actually acknowledges me as a friend? She called my arm a gift? Wow... This feeling of overwhelming happiness ended when he noticed she still couldn't move the arm. Stang the fact that he couldn't make medical prostesthese! Of course it may just take some work... He didn't entirely know how any of that actually worked.


Then that Blasted Jedi came over and started saying that Why'nn and Connor needed rest. Apparently the Jedi Pretender was sorry for not stopping the fight directly. Blasted Jedi , never learning the only real way to end a Battle is by a battle of your own. Hopefully this Woman will learn this. Connor apparently had close to the same feelings as HK himself , because he merely planted his fleshy lips oh Why'nn's head and taking hold of the remaining organic hand. Annoyingly to HK , the blasted fake Jedi seemed to want to bother everyone with questions. Why'nn seemed to be angered by this as well , saying that since they didn't know the Jedi Fool , they didn't need her or her pity. HK himself agreed. Pity was useless baggage given from beings who really didn't care to beings who didn't want anything but to be understood. Connor refused to answer any questions. Why'nn seemed in distress , probably because the arm still didn't work.


And then someone ELSE entered , this person with her own cybernetic arm. Lord Malak and all his Disciples , is this room the gathering place of everyone who has nothing better to do than annoy us? He more or less ignored what the being said aside from 'you'll be alright' and 'my name is iris'. Whatever else she said was lost to his own audio pick-ups , mainly due to annoyance and apathy at what the being had to say. Luckily the being left , or else HK-50 may have had to take some angered actions over all this.


And THEN the Sith and the Monk entered , and he let out a few of the more vulgar Rakatan curses. Whether anyone would understand him or not wasn't his issue. The monk ordered him to lunch , but since he couldn't eat anyway he ignored the order. He had crafted the arm , it was his mistake to correct if it didn't work. The monk may or may not have been influencing them using his mind powers , but HK-50 was a droid and thus immune to this. But it did have the effect of the Jedi leaving , which brought a sigh of relief to the droid. And , finally seeing an opening to speak, he did. He didn't bother adressing his anger with Connor with Delrick and Manara there , because doing so would just reveal too much of his intentions.


"Replies/realization : Why , Delrick , I can't even eat. So why go to the tapcafe of wherever serves the food here? Anyway it's my prospectics , a fact you no doubt noted. It was supposed to look like the Mark VII prototype's arm , but I guess since I didn't have those on file I ended up making this... OH! BLAST! I didn't put any power sources in it.. There's a slot for one but I didn't put one in it... Erg... I guess I've gotta do extreme measures here. At least I have backup power sources..." And with this , he suddenly threw open a panel in his own chest , extracting one of two glowing power cubes. Since it was only the back-up , he was able to still rush over and plug in the power source to the arm itself. Forgetting to close the panel into his own powering regions , he spoke again. "Apologies : sorry for that Why'nn... It seems in helping you I also had an unintended side effect of hurting you... Note to self.. Be more carful building organic prostesthese..."
 
Location: Infirmary


Who I'm with: Connor, HK-50-01, Sensei, a girl, and another girl


What I'm doing: Trying not to lash out


Connor's words sunk in and she took a deep breath, as he suggested. She didn't like being this weak, showing this side to others. It wasn't good, wasn't right. Showing this kind of weakness would simply leave her open to the same kind of pain in the future. Her human hand squeezed Connor's as if she were holding on for dear life. His words did not stop the burning.


Another girl entered, looked her over. Why'nn felt like a thing on an observation table, as she'd been many times before. She didn't like it and wanted to lash out again, but the girl's words were calm and clear and Why'nn saw, when she looked closer, that the girl, this Iris, had a metal arm, too. Had the same fate befallen her? Before she could even begin to form questions, Iris left. When she was stronger she'd have to find that girl, learn from her.


And then Sensei entered. His presence brought with it a sense of calm and he helped the situation even more by getting the other girl to leave. Why'nn had not realized he'd also commanded Connor. Her struggling stopped entirely at Sensei's appearance, at the sound of his voice. She heard HK-50-01 begin to talk, then felt him do something to the arm. Unfamiliar with having power sources and compartments in her body, she winced at the feeling, wanting to squirm away, but stopping herself from doing so. Still, she found she could not move the arm.


Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Zipper, Grim, James, Sugarshe, and a girl?


What I'm doing: Eating


"Valian! Great to meet you, James." He would've clapped the younger boy on the shoulder had he been sitting close enough. And then Grim joined them. He did not look pleased. "You all right?" No obvious signs of hurt... The otter didn't appear to be injured, simply shaken. But why? Valian frowned. "Excuse me." He got up from his chair, went around to Grim, and pulled him away from the table. "What's going on? What happened up there?"
 
Location: Cafeteria


Company: James (@TommyGun15 ), Sugarshe, Zipper (@mewbot5408 ), a prettyboy (@folclor ), and an otter (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna )


Activity: Speaking


Bridget seemed to have dosed off into his own world as many people talked, seeing as his head was down. At the oddest times, he'd like to think of everything in his day, and his own dilemmas -- Would anyone actually display a reasonable amount of respect for him? The effeminate male could simply state 'Hell if I know'.


However, he seemed to put a rather hurt face on when a wolf, claiming to be a demon by the name 'Sugarshe', started flirting with James. Once again his face turned a pink shade of red unhesitatingly. He really wanted to be more than but friends with the silver-haired boy. Well, it seems as though some goals in life never do get completed.


He didn't like to recognize anyone speaking to him at the moment, so whilst he put his head down a tad, the boy started tugging on his long hair in self-punishment. He knew he couldn't be a remotely good, helpful, or kind person, even if he attempted. He was surprised nobody in his own universe (besides that suave 'pirate' who was falling for him) had beaten him out of pure hatred.


This crowd was lovely, he thought in his head sarcastically. He'd bet that nobody at this table would not want to have a go at him if he accidentally slipped and fell at their dirty feet. Lifting his head, he spoke in a somewhat frustrated voice. "I-I'm Bridget..." It sounded like his voice was being gingerly extracted by a ghost.


"..." The young male tried thinking of more speech, but his mind felt drained.
 
Location: Infirmary (Connor, Manara)


Who I'm With: Why'nn, Delrick, HK


What I'm Doing: Asking to stay (Connor), Tending to the girl's arm (Manara)


Connor fought against the request to leave and eat lunch, and continued holding Why'nn's hand. He sat there shaking his head slowly, then projected his thoughts to Delrick. 'I can barely talk, let alone eat. I swear I will get something later...Please allow me to stay with her...' Connor glanced up at him, waiting for the teacher's reply. Then he saw Manara enter the room. Connor felt his skin grow warmer, his anger rising once more. She had taken Why'nn's arm and now she was in here to pester them again. With a breath, Connor managed to gain a bit of control over himself, and just sat there glaring at the Sith.


Manara walked silently over to the bed and began to examine the arm. The craftsmanship made this arm look like that of the droid which stood in the room. With a sigh, she continued examining everything about it, even making a couple of adjustments to it. Manara looked at the girl with a straight face, and spoke to her. Her tone, however, was not to be taken as one that is compassionate. "Listen to me. I know you have been trying to move this arm, but it's not moving. You are trying to do too much at one time. Start small and try to move just your index finger. Your mind needs time to process the new connections. Now try, but just your finger. Be that strong, persistent girl I know you are." Any sign of the antagonistic Sith that had been around before was gone. While she used those methods in her class, she did it less so, and that was the mode she was in. She was in her teaching mode, and the antagonistic portion of the teaching mode was not needed at this point.
 
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Position : MedBay


Companions : Connor , Why'nn , Delrick , Manara


Engaging in : extreme meltdown


HK-50-01's hopes of the arm merely needing a battery were dashed rather quickly after he noticed the arm still wasn't moving. I've failed again. Why do I exist? Why is it every friend I have , I need to help them , and in doing so end up making everything worse? He did notice the suggestion to leave was one Connor overrode. Manara was appearing to make adjustments to the arm , probably fixing HK-50's own failures. Whatever the Sith said was lost to the droid's own worried about Why'nn. I tried to save Ja'Has , and he died by my own hands. I tried to save Lord Malak , and arrived just as the republic fleet was pulling out. I tried to run the factory and I failed to protect it. I'm trying to save Why'nn , and I made a prostesthic that doesn't work , even with one of my own power cores. It's not entirely my fault... Connor got her into this and Manara cut off her arm...


Suddenly he let out a harsh , high mechanical cry that would sound decidedly anguished. Then he began speaking in much the same tone , after grabbing Connor by the shoulders and hauling him up to HK's own eye level. "Degradations : YOU! It was you who got Why'nn this way! Some friend you are! You can't even control yourself , you Fleshsack! This is why men are weaker than women! Why'nn could've avoided all this mess , without dragging you or whoever into it as well! AND YOU FAKE SITH! You chopped off her arm! At the blasted shoulder! Who does that? Lord Malak and all his Disciples , at least just force lightning everyone into unconsciousness! That's what a REAL Sith would do! Raxus I , at least chop off the hand , instead of the whole blasted arm! But no... No this is my fault! Who am I but a failure! I couldn't make a proper replacement limb! I can't even save her! Couldn't save Ja'Has! The Sith Empire! The Telos factory! I probably can't even save myself! Blast , I'm just the worst droid ever aren't I? Maybe I should just destroy myself , hope that heals Why'nn. That's the only thing that matters... Why'nn , if you can take my failing operational cycle , do so. I don't matter anymore , only you do." Suddenly he let go of Connor and picked up the fusion cutter and started slicing bits of himself off , starting with the same left arm Why'nn had lost. Maybe my own sacrifices will heal her... Maybe by removing myself I can make her life better.. Or at least atone for my failure. Only a powerful being or Why'nn's survival could stop him from destroying himself at this point. The harsh anguished shrieks continued to erupt , as if his voice box was a heavy repeater with the cries as ammunition. He couldn't bear this emotional pain anymore..
 
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Location: Infirmary


Who I'm with: Connor, Sensei, HK-50-01, and the teacher I hate


What I'm doing: Trying to move


Connor's anger fed her own, but she managed to keep herself calm, even if only for the sake of Sensei and HK-50-01. Again, Why'nn winced at the adjustments made to the arm. This was new, though she knew she'd need to get used to it. After the Sith seemed to be satisfied, Why'nn listened. The words weren't as harsh as usual, though she understood they didn't carry a sense of compassion. She didn't wish to, but she followed the Sith's instructions and, to her surprise, it worked. Moving just a little bit was easier than moving the entire arm. The arm's index finger twitched, then moved, lifting up, curling back, straightening out. She still did not see the arm as part of her, but it was responding to her will. She had just begun to move the middle finger as well, when HK-50-01's outburst shattered her concentration.


Connor's hand was pulled from hers as HK-50-01 picked him up. Her eyes widened and she struggled to sit up, despite the straps. His sudden and unexpected self destruction set her heart racing and she struggled hard enough to slip out of the bonds with her right arm. She began unstrapping herself. Her right arm was completely useful but her left was still barely functional. It hung by her side, the digits flexing erratically until each had been somewhat explored and the hand formed into a fist. "HK-50-01, please stop! You are hurting yourself!" she pleaded, having trouble taking off the restraints on her legs.
 
Location: Infirmary (Connor, Manara)


Who I'm With: Why'nn, Delrick, HK


What I'm Doing: Stopping HK (Manara), Reacting (Connor)


Manara moved away from the girl's side and went over to the HK Unit and began quickly looking around the back portion of its body. As much as she would be willing to let the droid destroy itself, she couldn't. If she allowed it, the headmistress may not look too kindly that Manara just let it happen. Finally, after a moment of quick searching, she found the object she was looking for. She reached forward and flipped the power switch, hoping it would shut the droid off. She turned her attention back to the girl, noticing that she was working her way out of her restraints. "Stay there. I've flipped his power switch. If he hasn't messed with it in some way, he should shut down."





Connor stumbled backward as the droid let go of him. He was in a small amount of shock for a moment, then his senses returned. He looked back to Why'nn as she screamed at the droid to stop damaging himself. He spoke to her telepathically, an attempt to reinforce a calm to her. 'I'm sure he'll shut down Why'nn. Don't worry! You need to stay in your bed, focus on getting the arm working. Others can take care of HK...' He took her hand that was scrambling around the restraints on her legs in his own, and caressed it gently, another attempt to try calming her.
 
Position : MedBay


Companions : Why'nn , Delrick , Connor , Manara


Engaging in : horrible , horrible pain , yet happiness


HK-50-01 continued to watch bits of plating cascade down. This was what he should've done the moment he awoke in this region. After all , failures deserve no friends. Then he stopped when he noticed Why'nn's entire left , metal hand form a fist. Then she asked him to stop , and his own behavior core almost melted. That did help her... And now she's asking me to stop. She does care. Even after my horrible prostesthic arm didn't work... She still cares. He was ready to just smother her in his tight , cold hugs , and he let out a sigh of relief and joy.


Any words he was about to utter was stopped before they began when Manara hit what she thought was a power switch. Little did she know the power switch was buried underneath a movable plate. Oh no... She didn't just flip that switch... Suddenly deep blue lighting covered his body , harrying all his circuits in excruiciating pain. It flew out of the disconnected left arm socket , with no limb to enter through. That was the Punishment Switch , installed there by Lord Malak after he reluctantly killed Ja'Has. Only a Sith or one of his masters was allowed to use it , hence why HK-50 never had used it even when he wanted to. The droid violently convulsed on the floor , screaming in the agony that one could almost never feel. One of his already cracked photoreceptor coverings flew out of the indentation it belonged to in his head , flying a trail of the Lightning as it went on. He managed three words , coming through the cries of pain. All but Why'nn's name came through in the rakata language , his actual default language. "Why'nn.... <Good>.... <Arm>..." He couldn't manage more , leaving the others to decide what he was meaning as he continued to be in the worst pain imaginable. At least Why'nn was alive and well...
 
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Location: Outside the school


Who I'm With: Alone


What I'm Doing: entering for the first time


Anais was in a daze, gazing up towards the large building in awe. The warm sunlight cascaded over her, shining bright in her big green eyes. She was happy, more than happy, she was complete. Anais had been applying around for a job in student counseling for quite some time now, but could never find any openings. One day, she happened upon an opening at this very school, and she couldn't contain her happiness. Now she was here, right at the entrance, and it felt surreal. This is it girl, you finally did it.





She took a deep breath and began making her way to the entrance, a skip in her step and a smile on her face as usual. Her long reddish brown hair trailing behind her and her caramel brown skin glowing in the sunlight, she was as beautiful as she felt. Nothing could stop her from feeling this good, or so she thought.


Her phone suddenly began to buzz, startling her and waking her up from her fantasy. She wrestled around in her bag for her phone, quickly answering it as soon as she had it in her hand. "Hello?"


"Ani, it's Patrice. Girl, you GOT to get the hell up out of that school. What were you thinking??" It was her best friend from back home. She was truly a character, but this sounded like genuine concern. "Patrice, I haven't even made it inside! What's wrong honey? You miss me already?" Ani giggled but was quickly cut off by Patrice's stern voice. "This ain't no joke. Did you even look up who you workin' fo'? Girl, a lot of them kids is crazy. You puttin' yourself in danger!"





Anais paused for a bit, before laughing Patrice's statement off. She had always been over dramatic and very protective. I mean, how different can these kids be? We were from Louisiana, of course. It wasn't exactly safe there either. "Oh Patrice, I will be fine! You worry too much. Now i gotta go! I'm almost inside!" Before her friend could protest further, Anais hung up and dropped her phone back into her bag. She is just too much sometimes.





Anais pushed the front doors open and made her way inside. What she saw, she hadn't prepared herself for. It was, different, to say the least. She could have sworn she seen a robot making it's way down the hallway. These kids.. they were all so.. DIFFERENT! Suddenly she had wished she'd listened to Patrice and looked up more info on the school. Anais felt so out of place. Nonetheless, she was determained. Nothing or no one was going to stop her from working her dream job.


Now.. where to go from here.
 
Location: Cafeteria (Both)


Who I'm with: Sieghart and some humans (both)


What I'm doing: Accepting lunch (Brutus) Following Brutus (Flal)


Brutus looked at the lunch man "Thank you human, and I believe that what Flal refers to is a gas from Earth." "It isn't exclusively found on Earth, but that covers it. I will go see this headmistress later." Brutus accepted the tray and walked over to a vacant table near everyone else but not with them, Flal followed behind and sat down at the table as well, they had some conversation about the differences between the two universes but not much else other than weapons and culture and other such things.
 
Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Bridget,James,grim,valian,and zipper


What I'm doing:


talking


sugarshe looks grim with a little wave when he came over. noticing he was having trouble she didn't say anything more for she didn't want to bug him. Sugarshe sighed softly crossing her arms under her chest as glitch came over and sat down next to his sister. in his human form he appeared pale like his sister with messy green covering his eyes completely. glitch was wear a long sleeve that showed his shoulders and jeans. he seemed quiet and had out a ds playing a video game. sugarshe looked at her brother with a little huff. "glitchy, whatcha playing..." she asked practically leaning against her brother. "Mario cart...I'm playing Mario cart..." he says and sugarshe looks up at him closing the ds and halfway climbed into his lap. "mr. anti-social turd....make some friends..." she told him and he smiles widely. "hmmm...but you're all I need." he says and sugarshe gives him a stern look. "that's stupid,i'm your sister..." she says ticked of and smacks him on the head with a growl at glitch's nastiness.


Location: cafeteria


Who I'm with: valian,bridget,james,grim,and sugarshe


Doing: being quiet


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zipper was quiet and nomming on her bread trying not to be a bother. she watched valian quietly observing him curiously. she had noticed it but she was still blushing by merely looking at him the whole time nervously. zipper finished eating and plopped her head on her arms quietly watching everything going on with her tail by her side.


@BloodHasSpilled


@folclor


@TommyGun15


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Location: The First Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Someone new (@AnaisDeLuise )


What I'm doing: Saying Hello


Sieghart waved as the two students left. Then he noticed that the kitchen was running a bit low on a few ingredients to make dinner with. Sieghart set one of the faceless spirits to watch the cafeteria. As he left the kitchen, he noticed a woman who looked like she was lost.


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