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Inside the Male Dormitories || Hallway​

9:55am​

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Kaoru couldn't help but let out a small chuckle after hearing the must softer "I'm home" from the taller girl. Kaoru allowed her eyes to roam around and look over the surroundings. The hallway was a bit bigger than what she was expected from a dorm room, and definitely better kept than she had expected from a school that was still partially under construction. It was easy to tell that care had been put into the building even if it wasn't fancy. The floor was nicely polished and all of the number plaques on the doors shined. She stopped for a moment about halfway down the hall and turned back to Toki.​

"You control shields? That sounds so cool! That'd be great for when you go pro, everyone would feel protected by you. Wait but how does that work for you? Is it draining to maintain? How do you attack? Can you attack?" ​

As Kaoru rambled on, slowly getting a bit closer than normal speaking distance, her mind was working already on how to use this info in her work as support crew member. Creation quirks were powerful but they left hero costumes vulnerable. If she could design something with Toki in mind not only did Kaoru gain experience hopefully she could throw anything decent she makes down the line at the girl for some high quality testing. Plus it was just a good plan to go into class bursting with inspiration.​

"Also what class are you in? I mean from my geeky declarations it should be pretty obvious already that I'm support."​

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Inside The Male Dorms || 9:55am || Energy: 90%​

Xel Xel (Tokihana Ellion)​
 
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  • Duriander Tragiasa
    Conversation Invasion
    Pg. 32 of the CS.​
    Present Day
    Peace Sign Academia​
    9:42
    Outdoors​
    "Well, Tragi-san, I'm glad you asked. I can shoot steam out of the pores and soles of my feet. It's pretty damn neat if I do say so myself." Lián said, as relief swamped Duriander.​
    'That's it? It's not that strong? I remember seeing a hero who could use steam, and it did give a villain 2nd degree burns, but that's it? Well, I guess it's more interesting than mine.' He thought to himself. Any fear that was in his expression had left, and a smile, at least only half faked, took it's place.​
    "It's a shame that the dumbasses that scored the exams don't see it like you and I do. I'm strong as hell, but I didn't even reach top three! I know for a fact I've been cheated out of the top spot, I have way more potential than those other jackasses." She said as her grip on Duriander tightened, which surprised him since he didn't even know she had grabbed him again. "In fact, it probably has something do with money. One of those bitches looked rich, so they probably bought their way to the top!" She suddenly ripped away from Duriander, somehow with what seemed to be more anger in that one action than in the entire event 10 minutes ago. "What's your rank, hm?"​
    "My rank is-" Duriander started to say, until somebody cut him off and jumped into his and Lián's conversation.​
    "So you're a living Geyser? That's convienent..-I've always wanted to catch a picture of one bursting." The kid said to Lián, in what Duriander was pretty sure was a suicide attempt. At the very least, he must've been trying to start a fight.​
    'Yep, definitely trying to start a fight.' Duriander thought to himself as he took a look at the boy, who had a bunch of bruises and scars.​
    "Even for someone who's as full of hot air as you apparently are, I'd think you at least take a second to contemplate on how the rankings were chosen. They're irrelevant now, so why should they be a concern? I do hope you can back up what you say about your potential..-Because as far as I'm concerned, you're nothing more than boiling pot on the stovetop..-" The kid said as he flashed lizard-like features.​
    'Lián went off on a kid who was just eating, what would she do to this guy?' Duriander pondered as the kid somehow had the guts to keep on talking.​
    The kid squinted. "I do say..-Being able to expel steam from the pores of one's feet is quite the ability..-Though I doubt there's much one can do to improve upon that..." He said as Duriander's posture changed a bit, and he got ready to leap back just in case.​
    "Her quirk may be a tiny bit weird, but I think it's probably more useful than yours." Duriander lied. The reptile features on that guy reminded Duriander of his pet turtle. He wanted to learn about the guy's quirk, but he didn't want to get yelled at by Lián, so he said the best thing that came to mind. Duriander didn't realize his smile went from only half faked to completely faked.​
    Ending Stuff9:44
    PSA Outdoors
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Male Dorms: 9:55 AM​

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Toki followed after Kuro as they made their way down the hallway. With the signs adorning each room being nothing but simple numbers there was no chance of her finding her room. She hadn't been told which room number was hers, so unless Kuro was told something they were both wasting their time. Still, it was nice getting the lay of the land so there was that at least. Kuro's sudden stop caused her to it the brakes right behind her, curiosity flashing across her features as to the sudden stoppage. It seemed Kuro took more interest in her quirk than she thought the girl would. Every question brought the raven-haired girl closer and closer. Too close. Toki's face reddened a bit as she took half a step back to get a little space between the two of them."Uh..." She wasn't expecting the barrage of questions or the general enthusiasm. Was her quirk really that amazing? Her mom never hinted that it was anything special, and back then she never really talked about it with her classmates. Maybe they would have been equally impressed.

Either way she felt like she needed to answer the questions so after regaining her posture she started addressing the girl's enthusiasm. "Yeah. I can summon a pair of really large shields that float around me. My mom can summon up to six shields so if I train one day I should be able to do that too, at least I think so." She was half-tempted to bring out her shields for a demonstration but after only a brief pause decided against it. "As for how it works... Basically it's kind of like... telekinesis? They just float around me and I can control them at will up to five meters. So I can attack or defend with them since I can just swing them around to where they need to be. It takes about as much concentration as moving my arms so I can still move around and fight directly if I need to. And lastly, they aren't really that draining. If I just have them idly by me I can keep them up for hours and hours. They're only really draining if I'm using them in combat." Ugh, and here she was infodumping again. Well, at least Kuro seemed interested so it wasn't that big of a deal.

She looked over the girl who appeared to be giving her words considerable thought. Toki was actually genuinely surprised that her friend would be that interested in her quirk. She figured that since they both had these remote control quirks it'd be a bit more 'Yeah, I totally understand.' and less' Wow, that's so cool!' Maybe she completely misunderstood how Kuro's quirk worked? That was seeming more and more likely. Of course the girl's declaration of being in the support class helped shine some light on the situation. It made sense that someone who's career revolved around supporting heroes and their quirks would take an interest in other's quirks. "I'm in General Studies. It seemed like the best fit..." She wasn't about to tell her new friend her plans for the future, that was a secret she was going to keep until the day she graduated. And not wanting to give her a chance to focus on it she was quick to continue and put the focus back on Kuro. "Support, though... I didn't really look into that too much, isn't that where you guys build gadgets to help heroes? Kind of surprised to see you in that when you have such a good quirk. I would have figured people with quirks not suited to direct combat would have gone into support."



Male Dorms: 9:57 AM
BriiAngelic BriiAngelic​
 
Bunny Carstaires
Outside - 9:45
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Bunny Carstaire’s dazed walk was ended rather abruptly as a voice broke through into her mind. “H-Huh?!” The Bunny-girl squeaked, stumbling over nothing in shock and looking in the direction of the voice, directly at another pupil that didn’t exactly look happy.
“I don’t exactly lnow myself! Just.. Wandering, really, getting a feel for the place and all that.” She called back with a disarming smile as she answered with complete honesty. “I don’t really know anyone yet.. Want to get to know me?” She asked as she crept forward, awaiting the sign that was going to tell her to leave him alone. “I’ll tell ya a bit about myself.. I am Bunny Carstaires, a girl from a small school from a while away. What’s your name?”she asked politely, moving step-by-step towards him before stopping merely a metre away, her ears lopsided slightly as she curved her body slightly in what she attempted to be a ‘cute’ manner.
“... But before I say anything more, I want to know your name. N-not because I have some sinister quirk or anything, I just want to be polite, because as ma always say ‘Strangers are just friends you haven’t made yet’” The cream-haired pupil chirped with fondness, smiling as brightly as she could as she tried to make her second friend in this foreign place
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August August (Chiru Amada)
 
Sending Peeps to the Dorms
  • Index

    • -Combat Room 9h40
      With the exercise over and all, all that was left was to ask ourselves what to do. Some of my fellow teachers decided to take a break while others remained and chatted. Some went to see how the students were fairing. Personally I didn't think that was overly necessary since I didn't actually have to be there to know. The best course of action would be to go and clean up the room before people arrived.... but wait. If I didn't even have to be there did that mean I didn't matter? Didn't matter to who? The students?The other teachers? Myself? Why would I not matter to myself? A person would always matter to themselves! Did that mean I was two people? But how? The me here and me in the thing I covered the school with? No, then there would be many more me's! Which was the real me? Could those even be "me"? What was a "me"? W...

      I snapped out of it as I felt a little pressing sensation. It was faint and distant, it was more like an aknowledgement of something I read than a sensation I felt myself, yet I knew just where it came from: The male dorms. I realized I had been standing at the base of the stairs for a few minutes now, like a dead man standing, catching a few glares. I sighed, wondering why I always worried so much about such things. Especially why I would wonder about wondering about them. Or why I would waste time wondering about wondering about won-

      Nope. Just... Just stop.

      I walked out of the combat room and turned towards the main building, as I would have to go through it to the dorms. I could have sworn Mao would be around, was she still busy with that other student? We probably should have taken more precautions faster. I mean, it WAS odd that the students would have gotten this lost, but I had seen stranger things. I headed for the dorms on my own, as I felt that presence on the dorms more and more. With every touch on the walls, on the ground, the picture was made more clear. And less appealing. It was becoming appearant that either there were two girls or a couple of very efiminate boys inside the male dorms, though judging by the fibers it was more likely the uniforms were the female uniform. In other words...

      "It's not just a maybe, there ARE two girls in here." I said as I stepped through the entrance. I kept following those sensations, until I came across tow grirls, one of pink and another of black hair. I was yet to memorize their names or faces, but regardless if ended up being rude, I had to talk to them now. Hopefully I wouldn't be put into a situation where their names came up. "You two misses over there. Students were not permitted into the dorms yet. In fact, if I'm not mistaken, our letter stated that you were not allowed in the dorm of the opposite gender at any time. Did you perchance get lost? Actually, no need to answer that, I'll believe you were lost. So please come with me. We should be about to get called anyway."

      -male dorms, 10h08

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  • Index

    • SHIMIZU, LIÁN
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      PRESENT DAY
      9:50 A.M.
      PEACE SIGN ACADEMY - OUTSIDE​

      Frankly, Lián was confused at the new voice, who was discourteously interrupting her conversation. She wasn't expecting anything like it, especially the way he seemingly spoke down on her. Slowly turning her body to face the stranger, her ears (although hidden by her hair) was beginning to redden and burn from both anger and embarrassment from the taller boy's words. "Excuse me?" Was her initial response, before taking a few steps closer to him as he continued to speak. 'What the hell is this kid's problem?' Obviously, he was taunting her and wanting a fight with her, and that was exactly what Lián was going to give to him. She didn't care if that's what he was looking for, you talk shit, you get hit.

      "I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you seem to be pretty fucking adamant on annoying the hell out of me." In fact, to Lián, it seemed pretty rude to be wanting to pick a fight with someone as herself, without even giving his own name. Disregarding Duriander's presence at the moment, Lián frowns and squints at the intruder as he continues to mock her with a metaphor to a pot on the stove. Then he dared to say she couldn't improve on it? What kind of shit was this kid feeding himself?

      The first thing that comes out of Lián's mouth is a loud, miffed sigh. It was only the first day at PSA and her blood pressure level felt like it was past the point of no return. Before she opens her mouth to say anything else, Duriander speaks, the most prominent part of his sentence being the part where he calls her quirk weird. At least he tried to cushion himself by nothing the usefulness of her quirk against his. Which was, in fact, unbeknownst to them at this point in time. Starting out with a low chuckle, Lián finally steps up closer to the stranger, looking up at him and jabbing her finger into his chest. It felt like she had done it so many times already today (in reality it was only once or twice) that her finger was beginning to ache, but she ignored the slight pain.

      "I wouldn't have guessed you were the suicidal type," she remarks. Briefly her mind wanders to Junjie, who warns her not to start ANY type of fight, but of course, she turns a blind eye to his warnings. "I believe we still have time before the break is over, so please, enlighten me with your fucking knowledge, jackass. I wanna hear all about what you wanna say. Afterwards, I shove my foot up your a-," and of course, unluckily for Lián, she was interrupted by the chiming of the principal's voice over the loudspeakers. Exasperated, she emits an even louder sigh than before and turns in the direction of the main building's entrance hall, but not before growling at the lizard-y boy and making one last threat, "we're not done here. You're going to regret this moment once you're puking your teeth up on the pavement." With that, the steam machine stomps away from the two, expecting Duriander to follow her.

      10:10 A.M.​

      Interactions: Dolches Dolches Illiterate Illiterate

      10:00 P.M.
      PEACE SIGN ACADEMY - DORMS​

      Reflecting back on the tour, the school felt much nicer and luxurious than any place Lián had ever been to, yet that wasn't saying much due to her family's financial standing. In fact, the most extravagant place she remembers going to was a hotel somewhere far off due to a wushu tournament. Smacking her lips, the taste of the stew and rice lingering on her taste buds bothering her a little more than it should. Hiding out in a corner of the canteen in order to avoid the filthy gaze of people as she ate was a bit of an annoyance, but anything to keep the intimacy of the act to herself. She stifles a yawn as she strays in the entrance hall, her judgemental eyes glancing at the posters of heroes that littered the room. Despite the simplicity of the whole area, it really was much better than Lián's own home. "Hm," she mutters, before reaching her own room.


     
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    Aruka Datsukaeru​
    Main Building Entrance Hall 1020​

    The morning was dragging on, a mixture of nervous anticipation, and focus on the task at hand. The girl was used to being in a school where students at least knew to steer clear, but those in the academy had no reason to be weary, which forced Aruka to be for them. It made her think back to the practical exam, and those dummies they saved; would she have been so quick to pick them up if they were normal citizens? The scenario was well made, and it wasn't overly difficult to avoid the attention of the few 'villains', but in a real life situation Aruka was not so sure she would be able to do the same. Aruka let out a small sigh, bringing herself back to the moment at hand, she had done a good job of staying out of the way so far, but it did cause things to get a bit boring, and the challenges soon to come did concern her to some degree. Still, those thoughts did not matter, she had come here for one reason, and she was not going to let the opportunity slip.

    Aruka awkwardly took the key to her room, having her packed lunch outside, rather than heading toward the canteen, still intent on not bothering others. The rest of the day was spent in a quiet corner of the library, the girl eager to read up on anything that might help for the days to come, though to be honest she didn't have the slightest idea of what to expect.


    Female Dorms 2200

    Overall, the academy was far nicer than what Aruka had become accustomed to. It was more than she had expected, though she hadn't really dwelt on it prior. "the kinds of heroes you will become" Aruka's thought back on the principle's words. There were so many kinds of heroes, those that were in it for the fame, some for the paycheck, and a few who truly cared about the lives of those around them, there were even some who only pretended to fit the role. Aruka clenched a bit at the thought of it, she knew who she wanted to be, or at least she thought she did.

    She had finally found the dorms, with a slight bit of help from one of the teachers. Things were a bit calmer now, less students running about eager to introduce themselves to whomever the could, or at least that was what Aruka assumed. She too, relaxed a bit more, staring from her keys to the room numbers around the dorms, pacing up and down the corridors in an attempt to figure out exactly where her room could be. Apparently white bags were waiting for each of them, gifts, as the principle wanted them to think of them as. It drove the girl to question what exactly could be in them, as she proceeded to aimlessly wander the hallways.
     
    • PSA Combat Room, 9h45
      The fighting had stopped, and I had finished all of my food. Knowing there was nothing left to gain from it, I put it away in my backpack, and started to look around at my soon to be fellow classmates, and I paused as my eyes passed by this girl sitting on the bleachers, typing away at her. Two feelings completely overtook me, one being a feeling of attraction, but that could easily be narrowed down to hormones running through my head. The second feeling was that she was... deadly. But not dangerous. It was the feeling that she would wasn't exactly hostile, but she could very well be at a moments notice. I wasn't sure how to feel about this, but without a seconds consideration, I found my legs carrying myself over there, my conscious yelling at me to stop, out of fear that she could kill me with her gaze alone if she wanted to. Yet I didn't stop. And I kept walk, my heart skipping beats, out of this new type of feeling, and terror, each step my inner voice screaming more and more in terror. And before I knew it I stood over next to her, looming above her.

      "... H-hey. Whaddya doin'?"       I asked the girl, hoping that she wouldn't just ignore me. The terror in my mind and heart had stopped at this point, but the fear in my voice still remained. It wasn't like me to be this nervous while talking to someone I didn't know. But she was different I guess.

      Mentions: B BlueClover

      F/M/B Chart (Flesh, Muscle, Bone chart.)

      Flesh: 1252 grams

      Bone: 215 grams

      Muscle: 194 grams
     
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    10:10 AM

    Before Dea could speak, Toujou heard footsteps coming from behind him to see the same girl who helped Dea in the combat room. She looked young, about his age or just a bit older, but from the use of her quirk without staff stopping her and her showing up most definitely confirmed to him she was the school nurse. After her scolding, which was in a very similar tone to his when Tou is nervous, he apologized as he was being walked out. "I-I'm sorry ma'am! I-I just completely f-forgot about it. I j-just wanted to m-make sure November-san was a-alright. I'll reread the l-letter once I can!" He said with a nervous bow to his superior before walking out with Octavia, waving goodbye to Dea, and taking the tour of the school. For a school built by the efforts of just low rated heroes this was very impressive, and Toujou was somewhat thankful for their efforts. After walking around and hearing the basic rules of where not to go and what to do was easy to follow. When the tour was over he got his instructions, his dorm room key, and headed to lunch with Octavia.

    The food was expected of an upstart school, satisfying for energy but not for taste or quality. It wasn't bad or the worst thing in the world, but hopefully it improves over time. After eating he said his goodbyes to Octavia and thanked her, albeit very nervously, for spending the day with him and for keeping him company. afterwords he entered the dorm room and looked at his bed, the bottom bunk in the front of the room, and looked inside his bag. He took out all of the basic stuff like his spare uniform, recorder, map, etc. He looked at the bag he brought with him with his own personal things inside and decided to place it under the bed for now. He looked at the calendar provided, hanging it at the end of his bunk and left. He then sat on his bed and looked around. The room looked pretty plain right now, but knowing he'd have roommates it would be filled up eventually. He just now waited for them to show up, to see the people he'd spending the next three years of his life with.

    10:00 PM
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    10:20 main hall entrance

    Nero stayed hidden from the one named Tarou, he dreaded to know what he thought of his intense staring. Internally sighing again he ran his fingers through his hair, he had gotten done drinking water, well a lot of it from a nearby fountain and now he felt like he was drying out again. Though this was merely a false positive brought on from stress, which is brought on about how self conscious he was being. Controlling his breathing he listened to the principles speech, this time he didn't have a problem listening to it. Anything to keep his thoughts off of today's earlier events brought him a small form of peace.
    The whole day he spent merely just sitting and people watching on a bench, up until it was time to go to his new dorm. Looking up at the dimming sky he got up, bag on his shoulder as he began his trek to his new sleeping quarters; he was already beginning to miss home, the smell of the ocean, the fish, the elder making her famous fish stew. It was his daily mantra but without it only now did he truly appreciate it.
    Walking into the dorm area he headed for the room that was designated for him, all he needed was a nights rest, yeah, then he would feel better. Maybe meeting his roommates would allow him to quell his fears about how he is viewed.

    Dorms 22

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    Kuba ( general ostruppen general ostruppen )
    Tarou ( Trombone Trombone )
     

    • MAE, YORI
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      PRESENT DAY
      10:10 P.M.
      PEACE SIGN ACADEMY - THE CANTEEN​

      For most people, the exhaustion after helping to assist so many students with questions, directions, and problems would have knocked them out by this hour. For Yori, it was rather the opposite, in fact, she felt energized by the interaction between herself and these potential heroes. However, the only thing stopping her now (besides it being almost curfew for the children) was the realization that she'd been starving for a long while, seven hours to be exact. Earlier she had had her fill with Tokage's special gummies (the most accurate word being stolen), but the need for actual nutrients had caught up to her at this late hour. Yori Mae had not thought to bring some food, so after some light begging to the lunch ladies, for Miss Mae did not dare ask the head cook in fear of being shredded and sliced for the next meal, she sits down at a table, across from one of her coworkers: Tazumaki. With a bow of her head and a wave of her hand, she greets the man, taking notice of his disheveled appearance rather quickly. "Oh, Tazu-san, what happened?" The woman asks, pointing to his hair with her right hand as she sets her tray down with her left. Truly, Madamushi seemed like a really nice man. And Yori wasn't just saying that because he had a cute baby girl that she would love for herself. The times they spoke with each other was overall pleasant and that was exactly what Palatine had wanted in her life, pleasantness.

      Once sitting down, she looks down at her food, then back to Tazu, realizing that she needed to answer his questions. "Oh, the students! Didn't you see them? Naturally, Toka-chan beat them up, and the really cute one, Dea November, passed out, unfortunately. But I think she's fine now." Clapping her hands together, she utters a silent prayer before picking up a spoon and chewing at her rice and stew slowly. With her right elbow on the table, she points the spoon in Tazu's direction, continuing her rant on Barun's performance from earlier today. "You probably already know how I feel about this whole thing, but I just think that Toka-chan was just not a great hero for the students to fight. Not to mention how bloodthirsty she acts around her 'prey'," emphasizing prey with air quotes, "I bet that fight could have killed some of the motivation and enthusiasm of these kids. I can already hear Kuro-kun arguing with me on that statement already, but let us not forget that these are still children, fresh out of middle school. They're not as well-developed as we are now."

      Pausing to spoonfeed more of the food into her mouth, she covers her mouth in slight embarrassment that she'd ranted non-stop whilst eating. "Mm, sorry, forget what I said. Why don't we talk about the little one, how is Chiho? I bet she's a handful, huh." While Yori enjoyed any talk about children, the slight feeling of jealousy was in the back of her mind, waiting to prey on her emotions and thoughts. It was a double-edged sword, and the guilt in being anything other than happy for her subordinates really hurt her.

      10:20 P.M.​

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      Mentions: B BlueClover Trombone Trombone
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    • Cafeteria 10h20

      He chuckled a bit after her rant, wondering if she had any hidden thoughts and rants about him hiding somewhere in her brain. But he quickly pushes that thought out of his mind to answer Yori's question.
      "Yeah, she is. I was busy taking care of her earlier in the morning. Four is a terrible age to grow fangs in. Anyway, that's why I couldn't make it too the fight." he answers her before taking a spoonful of his food into his mouth. It was one of the first actual meals he had been able to eat in a while, having feasted on instant ramen for the past few days. "She's been having some trouble settling into the new place. She keeps demanding that I take her back to the old apartment... and I just dunno. I mean, it wouldn't hurt, right?" he questions her, a bit worried looking as he takes another spoonful and scratches his leg where the swollen bite marks that were formed just this morning. He wondered if Chiho would stop biting him if he took her back... but then he wondered if she would bite him if he stopped taking her back. The apartment held sweet memories sure, but it was a bit of a ride away. Maybe he could make a weekend plan, and make some arrangements with the principle to do so. He nodded to himself before realizing that he had been thinking in silence for a bit too long, and with that he turned his head back up to face Yori's, pulling up his tail off the ground which had previously been anchored on the floor, to avoid it being stepped on by any students or staff.


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    Shiri Itami, Various
    1000 Hours    ​
    Even after he'd made it to the bathroom Shiri hadn't the opportunity to relax. They needed to wait outside the door, seriously? He really had to question what kind of nonsense they were planning if they needed to lock down the school like this. Had they never heard of hospitality? Then again he supposed if they cared about first impressions they wouldn't have put them through their encounter with Tokage. Ultimately, he dismissed it. It wasn't like he needed another thing to go around being bothered about. Taking the moment of peace that he had, Shiri relaxed onto the lowered seat of the toilet. This was an ashamedly familiar sight for him, a shot of nostalgia from a long, long time ago.

    He shook his head, he wasn't going to start thinking like one of those losers he was always looking down on. Hopping from from his seat he gave the empty toilet bowl a flush, and took a moment before exiting and allowing his escort of a teacher deliver him from the building. Back to not having anyone to talk to, he supposed, at least until he met up with Toki and Kuro during the tour. Not that he was complaining this time, the isolation would give him the time he needed to gather back his proper disposition before he embarrassed himself by running off in the middle of a conversation again. He'd take the rest of his time alone to relax, and when he'd meet up for the tour Shiri would be back to his usual bold and brazen self, banishing the vulnerability this place had teased out of him to a place where Toki and Kuro wouldn't be able to notice.

    Throughout the tour and the school's.... Surprisingly decent lunch, Shiri was back to the self he was when he'd walk through the school gates, and the self he was during his fight with Tokage. To the chagrin of some and the amusement of others, he was back to his usual boisterous self,. He spoke openly of some plan that'd never actually happen to take down Tokage over lunch, doing his best to make himself heard by both the student body and the teachers, all while enjoying the meal that had been put in front of him. It wasn't exactly a five star meal, but hell, it was better than the few attempts his parents ever took at cooking, and was better still than the ready made meals they bought as alternatives.

    First impressive thing about this place.

    1040 Hours > 2210 Hours
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    When Shiri finally stumbled through the door to his dorm, he was exhausted. The entire day spent poking his head into everywhere he was allowed, and trying his damnest to get a look at everywhere he wasn't, without his Quirk to back him up the degree to which he was out of shape was really getting to him. Of course, he brushed the thought aside. It wasn't like this'd be a regular occurrence. Instead, he turned his attention to the one plain looking boy that adorned the room, dusted his hand on the lip of his skirt, and moved to give his greetings.

    "Hey hey! Shiri Itami, if you don't remember me from the entrance ceremony." He extended his hand, moving naturally and openly towards the first of his many room mates. "Looks like we'll be staying together. Let's get along, yeah?"

    2210 Hours    ​
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    • Dorm Room, 22h02
      I really wanted to make a good first impression so I had taken the time at home to study our schedule. While I was surely not expecting how different today would be, it did still come in handy to have done so before coming to the PSA. This way I could be extra ponctual, maybe score some points with the teachers and who knew perhaps even my fellow students! It came as no surprise therefore that I walked into an empty room. Each of us had been handed a key to our respective rooms, so I didn't have to worry about locking the door behind me or waiting for them, they could just get in on their own. They would probably come soon anyway, they were most likely tired too. For most of us, there had been no fight, but I still felt like this "uneventeful" day had been pretty exhausting in it's own way.

      I wondered if my colleages were this tired of the day too. All we did was walk, sit and listen, yet the school itself was something to awe at, if you took into consideration it was built by our teachers alone. I was especially interested in checking out those books at the library when we got more free time. The Ball room also seemed so dreamy, even if we were only allowed a small peak. How it be like, dancing in there? With whom? Did other hero academies have one, host such a celebration or was this unique to the PSA? So many places brought those questions to my mind, like the hole they called the entrance to the labyrinth. I wondered what more was hiding there. We were only brought there once and it wasn't during the tour, but when we took the exam. Back then, we had fought for our right to join and be trained as heroes in this massive city-like set, so how big was the PSA really? It might be easy to see how it was above the ground, but underneath, who knew how many layers it truly could have? Especially when this labyrinth thing was hardly the only underground location the PSA staff had built for us,

      Like, even the support classroom was there. The whole place looked like a complete sham compared to the other classrooms but I still couldn't help myself but get excited over all the possibilites. It was hard to contain my pumping heart just knowing tomorrow we started classes for real, tomorrow we'd have for the first time in our lives training to become HEROES. That prospect could make even that support class gain a whole new life, it wasn't just cheap, it was a rough and exciting adventure. I wondered who else was in on that particular adventure? My friends had gone to mentoring, if I was recalling right, unless someone I knew joined the PSa without me knowing, which looking at it was a kind of funny thing to think. i found myself chuckling as I returned to the "now".

      And "now" we had to get used to this new home of ours. Looking at it, the room was far from bad, but not really good either. It was tidy and clean, with nothing but a poster or two to worry about, which also made it so...hollow. It was just a perfect neutral room, no gain, no loss. I was sure we would eventually get to decorate it more to our styles eventually though. But taht DID leave the question of what my roommates tastes would be like. I could totally see this refined person walking in elegantly, her nose picking up on every scent despite it being so spotlessly clean and delcaring her mightiness and just desires. Or a bubbly and friendly girl who is jumping around all the time and even more interested in jokes than I was. Or a mysterious lone warrior, seeking tio become a hero in place of her fallen mother... So cool! I covered my face ashamed of how much I would pale in comparison to these people.

      When I allowed myself to see again, I noticed for the first time tht there were white bags on top of each bed. Were these for us? Part of me was stiffining up, not wanting to rummage through anything before we had decided who would get what bed. But they were RIGHT THERE: How could I NOT want to know what was inside. SO, guided by this urge to find out, I found my body robotically moving towards the first bag on the lower bunk bed to the right, and removed the rope tying the white bag together and spread it's contents on the bed. I stared at them for a bit, trying to figure out what everything was, when I noticed the bed above wasn't completely well-made. Without hesitation, I grabbed the sheets to make the bed better myself yet the other white bag fell. Before I could grab it, I heard the sound of the door opening....


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    Male Dorms -> Entrance Hall -> Tour -> Female Dorms
    10:00am

    Kaoru flushed with embarrassment for leading them to the wrong dorm. She wasn't sure if she should be grateful that just got shooed out by one of the teachers, or just straight up annoyed at herself for getting in the situation in the first place. On one hand it certainly was one way to make an impression, something she'd been planing since she walked through the gate to PSA. This certainly wasn't what she wanted to be known for though. She did her best to speed walk out never falling a step behind the teacher who had found them. She didn't want to meet Toki's eyes at this point, but she wasn't gonna leave her question unanswered.
    "Honestly? It was always gonna be support for me. They're money in it, Hero would be nice but I can't afford to crash and burn. Like I said before this is a step up for me so I'm not gonna waste it."
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    10:20am || Tour
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    Kaoru attempted to do her best in memorizing the layout of the school. While she doubted that she'd be left out to dry knowing the layout without a guide would go a long way down the line, not to mention she never wants to repeat the events of this morning.
    The principal's speech certainly left an impression with her. It was an interesting approach, a show of force and then a show of generosity. While the idea of 'What kind of hero you will become' may have struck a cord with the others there was no grand motive behind her own choice of joining. When it came down to it a job was a job and the world honed in on it's heroes. Her only plan was to make a living. Doctor, Lawyer, Business they all required stronger investments in. Support though, if you're smart or determined enough you can get a real foothold in just out of high school.
    The day was a bit of a blur to her. Even after she and Toki meet back up with Shiri and explored the campus she still felt as though this place was really foreign to her. It was all she could do just to stay afloat. In fact out of all the strangeness of today learning Shiri was a guy as they separated into the dorms probably took the cake.
    As Kaoru walked down the hallways of the correct dormitories she had to wonder what type of people her roommates would be. She looked back at the number of the dorm she'd received. 'Yup this is the one'
    "Hey looks like this is mine, time to get settled in. See ya later Toki"
    She waved at Toki before she unlocked the door and strode in with all of her usual confidence. She almost felt like walking straight back out as she opened the door to find she was the first in.
    "What a surprise. The person who cares the least about claiming space gets first pick."
    She figured she might as well get started with unpacking her clothes. She went up to the area her suitcase had been placed    , dropped her backpack, and started to go through the clothing she'd packed.

    10:10pm || Dorm Rooms || Energy: 20%​

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    Chiru Amada
    Peace Sign Academy - Outside
    9:40 am

    As the bunny girl stepped forward, Chiru took a step backed unsure how to deal with this type of . . . Cutesy approach. "My name is Amada Chiru!" He shouted dumbfounded by her approach. His eyes kept shifting to her bunny ears. Definitely not like the monkey quirk he saw in grade school, he just wanted to punch that guy. With Bunny-chan's ears, he oddly felt the urge to grab them.

    Brawling his hands into a fist, he defiantly fought against her strange atmosphere and took a step forward. "I don't really understand what you mean by that, but you really piss me off." He unfurled his fist and pointed at her, "That makes you a rival!" Before he could get any farther, the announcement caused him to jump in surprise.
    Seeing the other students start making their way to the Entrance Hall, Chiru started to turn to leave as well. "I'll get back to you on this rivalry!" He called off to as he left. All cool heroes had rivals, so he needed a rival . . . Sure it was kind of just the first person he saw, but that worked too, right? Chiru went over this a few times in his head, before finally dropping it to look around at the new surroundings.


    Inside - Male Dorms
    10:21 pm

    After getting through most of the day empty-minded, Chiru had excitedly gotten his dorm number and went in to claim a bed. He had hoped he would get his own room, but it turned out he would be sharing. This actually made him a bit uncomfortable, since he grew up as an only child and never really had to share anything. To ease his nerves, Chiru went to his dorm as soon as he could, hoping to get there before his roommates. This would give him a chance to establish himself in the room, giving himself some control of things.

    Just as the principle has said, their belongings were brought to their rooms . . . There was also the large white bag that was said to be accepted as a gift. Chiru grabbed it carelessly, assuming it was a bag of candy of some sort. A few shakes and a peek inside was all that was needed to disappoint him. Shoving his bag off to the side of his bed, Chiru simply flopped onto his bed, exhausted by the day even if he didn't do that much.
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    • SHIMIZU, LIÁN
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      PRESENT DAY
      10:04 P.M.
      PEACE SIGN ACADEMY - DORMS​

      There was a slight hesitation in Lián before she wrangles in the courage to open the door. Fleeting fear burns in the back of her mind, along with radiating enviousness and excessive hubris, that if she were to open this door and enter, what exactly would become of her? Would she be abandoning the intimacy around her family and feelings, for the sake of following a distant dream that may or may not hurt those she loved? Does she really need the support of an inferior school (compared to U.A., that is, despite being endorsed by U.A. itself) when she could possibly work on her lonesome? Opposing viewpoints in her mind laugh at her sensitiveness, appearing in her head as the shoulder devil on her left side. She argues to herself that the lapse in judgment was her being overdramatic, telling herself that she should suck it up and accept that this was going to happen no matter what. Lián would be attending this school, going outside of her comfort zone, disrupting her past traditions, in order to be the best of the best. 'There's not enough time for this sissy bullshit anyway, Li.' After successfully hyping herself up, without much further ado, she opens the dorm's door.

      Upon entering the room, almost slamming the door open, Lián's gaze immediately falls upon the girl inside, who was in the process of making an absolute mess of the beds already. Items, of what Lián presumed to be the contents of the white bags that were atop of the other beds, that were strewn carelessly on the bed the girl was standing dumbly in front of, and the other bed disheveled. Seriously, what kind of assholes did PSA attract? It was hard to believe that she'd been stuck with an uncaring slob as her roommate, and she hoped that the other girls would be a million times better than what she was already seeing. Well, straight from the melodramaticism she was experiencing just moments ago into her usual, peremptory self. Taking a few steps forward, Lián closes the door shut with the heel of her left foot, seemingly glaring down the other girl. As soon as the door clicks shut, Lián points an accusatory finger in the direction of the roommate and goes off on her. "What the hell do you think you're doing? You're making a fucking mess, you do realize that, right?" The young girl had wished that her new roomies would have the decency to be actual human beings that didn't dare piss her off, but in the end, her resolve had to be tested some way. Making her way towards the other girl, Lián snatches the bag that had fallen and thrown it back up on the unmade bed, snarling. "Obviously you're going to need to fix your lifestyle if this is going to work." She gestures to the both and them and the whole room in reference to 'this.'

      Man, it was hard being better than everyone else.

      10:09 P.M.​

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    Male Dorms: 10:03 AM​

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    Before Kuro could even respond they were interrupted by a teacher calling them out for being in the other gender's dorm. This brought a bit of confusion as she looked over at Kuro, falling in behind the other girl as they followed after the teacher. She held her gaze on Kuro despite the other girl absolutely refusing to look her in the eye. The whole thing brought a little grin to her lips. Kuro was obviously distraught at leading them to the wrong dorm and it was cute to see such a reaction from someone who had, thus far, been the most out-going person she had met at the school. Finally the raven-haired girl recomposed herself enough to answer her previous question. The answer wiping away Toki's grin and caused her to look forward at the teacher. "Money, huh?" She should have expected it when she asked but it was always a bit of a pin prick to the neck whenever she saw determination in her classmates. Seeing others passionately pursuing their dreams while you're just helplessly floating down someone else's river never stops rubbing salt in the wound.

    She allowed the silence to hang between the trio as the teacher led them to the assembling students for the tour of the school. The tour itself was as boring as she thought it would. The fact that this school was so far removed from the norm also left her feeling dissatisfied. It was probably because it was a Hero school but there were just so many rules. Don't go here, be in bed at this time, can't leave campus grounds, can't bring in items. It was stifling to say the least and the fact that she was stuck there for the next three years really did wonders to bring back her bad mood from earlier. She silently brooded through the remainder of the Principal's droning up until they were dismissed. Kuro's familiar voice pulled her out of her melancholic silence as she found herself being lightly dragged in Itami's direction. At least there was a saving grace to keep her going.

    Toki spent the remainder of the day following those two around. Getting to know them better, exploring the campus... or at least the few parts that didn't seem to be off limits. Before she knew it the sun had already set and curfew threatened to follow. She had expected the three of them to head to the dorms together and yet that number was cut to two as Itami went off to the male dorms. The idea that her new friend was a boy really never sunk in. She refused to accept it. Given Itami's boisterous and outgoing personality she firmly believed she was playing a prank. On her? On Kuro? On the boys? On the school itself? She didn't know, but it simply wasn't possible for a boy to be that cute. The remainder of her time with Kuro left her in silent thought as she mulled over the possibilities. Only once questioning how her raven-haired companion could accept such an obvious lie so easily.

    She was pulled out of her pondering as Kuro came to a stop in front of a door and proclaimed it to be her room. Toki looked around having mostly operated on auto-pilot since they parted ways with Itami. "Huh? Oh, we're there. See ya tomorrow." She gave Kuro a quick wave and walked on by, pulling out her key to remind her which room was hers. Soon enough she came to a stop in front of the unassuming door to the room she had to share with three other people. Being crammed in like a sardine with a bunch of strangers was just one more thing to add to the pile. She dropped her head and let out a long, tired sigh. "I wish I was with Kuro and Itami....." She let out another, shorter sigh before standing up straight and regaining her composure. "It's fine, maybe they wont be bad." Standing there wouldn't help anything so she slipped the key in, unlocked the door, and made her way in only to find.. absolutely nobody. There was luggage laying around so obviously she didn't just luck out and get a room to herself. So that simply meant she was the first to arrive. "Lucky." When in situations like this you had to take whatever small victories you could get. She quickly snatched up her suitcase and got to work staking out her claim in the room. Top bunk, obviously, and any other space she thought was premium was hers for the taking. And she'd do exactly that so that when her roommates arrived she was already settled in.

    Dorm Room: 10:05 PM
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    Tarou Sasaki
    PSA - Outside ==> Dorms
    9:40

    After unceremoniously standing in one place for a few minutes, it dawned on Tarou, that he should probably start doing something, however trivial that would be. The clothes he was in didn’t leave much room for any interactions with other students. How was he supposed to talk to anybody when he could barely keep his pants together? Maybe I should go and practice ‘that’? Oh yes ‘that’ is a perfect name for what I’m about to do. His bald head nodded, as to confirm that it was a good idea. He quickly made his way to an open space behind the school, noticing the machine-man guy-hero on his way there. What a busy deaf man he is.

    Pulling his pants up with a power of a thousand suns, he took a deep breath, and he could feel his body mass running to his torso. The usage of his quirk was giving him the same fuzzy feeling as always, but just before he could utilize the power, an announcement played out. No country for bald men, I see. With a powerful sigh, he turned to his destination, deactivating his quirk in the process.

    Excitement! Tarou was just about to burst from that sole emotion. He knew a hero school would be cool, but that was something entirely different. If you were to ask him; what was so great about it? His response would be series of unintelligible grunts, after which would came the famous ‘You’d need to see for yourself’, as Sasaki wasn’t even entirely sure what exactly was so groundbreaking about the school. It was probably just the thought of it being a hero school what excited him most. What didn’t help to settle him down was the end announcement. Free stuff? FREE? Of this is certainly a country for bald men. As soon as he got his hands on a key, he bolted to the dorms. He ignored the whole room, not even paying attention to the layout, or anything besides the white bag, neatly placed on his bed. He started looking at the contents with passion, but was interrupted by the sound of a door opening. In the door, he saw… him.

    “Huh?!” That’s the sound he made upon seeing a shark for the second time.

    22:00
    Interaction: The Mechanist The Mechanist
    Other roomies: general ostruppen general ostruppen Rage Rage


    Masaru Kurosawa
    PSA - Outside ==> Canteen
    9:50

    While the overwhelming greenery of the central garden was certainly a beautiful and soothing sight for some, it wasn’t the best environment for Masaru. It was way too loud for his liking, the atmosphere filled with the constant chatter of newcomers. The worst thing was that he, as a teacher, was supposed to keep watch of those loud annoyances. And there was plenty to observe. Speak of the devil. Far away, he could already see some girls taking light of the rules and going into the dorms as they please. With a hefty pace, he made his way to the dorm entrance, cracking his knuckles on the way in. Oh they should be praying to their gods, cause I’m about to enforce some rules. But to his dismay, the gods listened. First the heavy steps could be heard rumbling through the outside, and now he could see the giant lump of metal that was his friend going straight for Masaru’s destination. Chameleon was stopped in his tracks. He took out a cigarette, but quickly put it back in when he felt students’ gazed upon him. A man can’t even smoke in peace. His internal grumbles made him shake his head a little. As a result of that, he saw a long streak of blonde hair near some bushes. A little resigned, with a weak step, he went to investigate. Even though he knew that this hair could only belong to only one person; with whom he didn’t maintain the best relationship, but it also wasn’t the worst. She has yet to become an annoyance to him, so Masaru could tolerate her presence… for now. Suddenly, he felt as if a bee stung him in his spine. The voice Chameleon heard amongst the shrubberies couldn’t be mistaken for anyone else’s. Akira. With newfound haste, he hurried out of the gardens with clenched fists. No way I’m gonna waste my precious time for that motherfucker. As to cue his escape, an announcement played out. Being a teacher wasn't something that Masaru thought bad of, if anything, it was an opportunity for him, as well as for those kids. Being an educator was unfortunately tied with two other professions that he despised; A babysitter and apparently a Tour guide. He relaxed his fists and put them into his camo pants and, with a steady step, made his way to the main building.

    The tour was dreadful to say the least. Why was he supposed to be there when it was the Principal, who orchestrated the whole trip and Masaru didn't even say a word during it? Well, he WAS asked to show around the mentoring classroom, but that detour seemed forced. The students weren't interested in that whatsoever, and he even found some blatantly disrespecting him and his authority. That slight anger snowballed through the whole day, just to reach his peak when he entered the canteen. His plate was filled to the brim with the dish, it was important to eat a lot to maintain a healthy body and mind. Especially in this situation. With a tray in one hand and fork in the other, he started searching for a place to eat his meal in peace. He noticed Yori talking with Tazumaki, but decided that he respects his mental health too much to join in the conversation about children. There he was, in all his glory sat Slimy. Masaru went closer to the giant lump of metal and sat on his right, sloppily throwing his tray on the table, and without further ado, started consuming his food. A minute of total silence passed, after which Chameleon finally opened his mouth for a different purpose than eating. "I want classes to start soon." He took another forkful. "This whole day made me think that I shouldn't really be here." His voice was unusually quiet and calm. "I need something to take my mind off of it."

    22:05
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    Nero froze in place as he looked up at his roommate. It was him.....the one known as Tarou, the one with the blood. Neros nose instinctively sniffed the air, it was faint but the smell of his blood was still there, not enough to send him into a rage which did help to ease his mind. Chances are he cleaned himself up....or tried to anyways. Maybe his clothes had dry flecks on blood somewhere on them, if that was the case the he supposes he ahouldnt have to worry. Taking in a breath he began to speak, "Y....y-you're here?!" Nero managed to stammer out as he looked at chrome dome. Not exactly the most graceful of sentences but it will had to do. Although of all the things that could've gone wrong...Murphy's law surely was kicking him in the claspers right now. His roommate, the one he has to live with for the school year, was the one person he had to prevent himself from eating, the one person who activated his blood rage and almost sent him on a frenzy, that one person....and he was his roommate. Now he really began to miss home.

    Dorms 22:02
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    • 10h00 Canteen

      I smiled as she called my daughter cute. I thought so too, of course. It'd be cold hearted to not think so about my own daughter. After that we both sat in silence for a bit and ate our food, it looking more and more like scraps by the second.
    • "What I wouldn't do for a shot of something to chase this down..." I said to Yori, knowing a bit about hers and I shared passion of finer drinks. Though by the looks of things hers was a bit more of an active hobby then mine, where as I only drink every now and then. But that didn't quite matter too much. As she spoke about my plans to go back to my old apartment, I nodded in agreement and said
      "Well what about the weekends? Surely we don't teach then... right?" I said a bit of worry creeping into my voice. I tried remembering the schedule for the days, my mind drawing a bit of a blank. Oh well, I probably left it in the house... along with Chiho. Who might try and eat it. I swiftly shook my head in an attempt to literally shake those types of thoughts out of my head.
      After another long pause of what I could only assume was Yori in deep thought about... something, she spoke again, this time talking about if I was excited for classes to start tomorrow. "Yeah, I guess I am." I said, a small smile mustering itself across my face. I know it wasn't the most enthusiastic response I could give, but at this point I felt as if any more and I would've passed out.
      And before I think my answer could really register itself in Yori's mind, she asked another question, this asking me if theres anything else I wanted to talk about. I decided there was and in a moments notice asked her       "Just curious, what's your favorite drink?"
      A little part of myself yelled at me for asking this question, but I had the slight feeling that it might come in handy if we ever found ourselves at a bar together with any other co-workers.

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    • 10h09 dorm room
      Today had been so much fun! The part with the speeches and the inspection at first had been really boring, but then we got to see this really cool fight with one of the teachers which I would have really wanted to participate in, but that would be mean I wouldn't get to eat that boy's, Setsuo-kun's treats, and that would have been terrible. Who in their right mind would skip out on some yummy treats? No one, right? I mean, it wasn't like I had to skip lunch because of it, and it wasn't that bad either. The only bad part about the lunch was that someone starting getting upset at me just because a little stew fell on them after I picked up the bowl and dropped it's contents from above, gulping them down as fast as I could. I always wanted to do that, how was I supposed to know the stew would get all over our uniforms (and the the table)? That never happened in the anime I watched! People those days just complained about everything.

      For some reason, I was still told to clean it up by the cleaning ladies, which I was a little confused about since THEY were the cleaning ladies, but I shrugged and did as I was told. Picking a fight would just make everyone more bad, and I did manage to sneak in a lick or two into the dropped stew when the cleaning ladies weren't watching. Afterwards I went to the garden a bit and took a nap over there. It was kind of relaxing, with the sun beaming down and me just stretching freely on the grass, my clothes still smelling like stew... even now, as I entered my dorm room, there was still some of that smell... together with some sweat from the running I did after my nap. I wondered if I should clean it up, but the thoughts were dismissed from my mind as I noticed the other student in the room.

      A grin grew in my face as I got on all fours before I launched myself towards themwith "wan!", in something halfway between a tackle and a hug. I had also tried figuring out who my roommates would be while the tour was going on, but there were no obvious hints at all. I mean, given how plain the girl in front of me looked, of course there wasn't, but that tour took so long I thought I would be bound to track down at least one, instead of having to think of that dreadful labyrinth, contain myself from just hanging out at the canteen all day and I would love to play at the gymnasium! Maybe I could even ask this girl I just lept to.

      "Hi hi! What are you doing, roomie-chan? You are my roomie, right? Nice to meet you! My name is Koinu Sakana! And your name is?" My tail was waggling, my smile was bright, and my tongue came out to lick the other girl's face just once, then I resumed my smile.

      10h11 dorm room

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    Atsushi Junsou


    On The Way To The Dorms, Peace Sign Academy
    9: 30 A.M.


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    After the whole fight scene and speech from the principal, Junsou parted ways with Akashi and Akacha. Of course, she'd love to talk more with them but she also wanted to go to the dorms as fast as possible. She tried not to be so excited but the bubbling was still there. She wondered what kind of people would be her roommates.

    Would they be the nice kind? Would they welcome her with open arms, get to know her better and become friends and hang out whenever possible? Or would they be the rude kind. Cold and broody and unsociable. Would they ignore her and just do their own things and would they just be strangers living in the same room. Or maybe they would be unique. Each action unpredictable but still amusing. Or maybe they would be the angry kind. Rude and loud and brash and hotheaded. Using violence and anger as answers to everything. She hoped to everything it wouldn't be the last kind. She didn't mind all that much but that would just be bad. Especially if it was Shiri.

    Junsou realized that there was a high probability she'd run into her seeing that they live in the same building. Being in the same room with an angry person was bad but with Shiri? That would be a disaster. Which was why she was being extra careful not to run into her at the moment.

    Suddenly, she heard the announcement and turned on her heel. To the auditorium it was.

    In Her Dorm Room, Peace Sign Academia
    10: 00 P.M.


    After getting her key, eating and touring the school all by herself, Junsou was now in her dorm. It didn't seem like any of her roommates were here yet. Truth be told, she kind of regretted parting ways with Akashi and Akacha. It was also good that she didn't run into Shiri, at least she didn't see her. It was boring alone but then again, it was safer. Like now. No one was here yet but it was safer. It would probably cause some leakage if she met her roommates. It wasn't like she wasn't going to meet them any time soon but it was better to be prepared.

    And so, she silently sat on her bed, meditating and she waited for her other roommates.

    In Her Dorm Room, Peace Sign Academy
    10: 10 P.M.
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      10:00am

      Vertigo figured it was finally time to go do his actual job. He'd been avoiding it for long enough and he had complete faith in Flora's ability to handle Dea. He motioned to the other students in the infirmary and started walking towards the entrance hall of the main building.
      For the most part he stuck to the sides attempting to guess which ones he could expect to wind up in his class tomorrow morning. Unfortunately for him it's not easy to pick kids out of a crowd of almost a hundred and it's even harder to pick kids in general studies out of a crowd. While a good deal perked up as they passed the support classrooms, general didn't really have an eye catching place to show off, even when showing off their classroom not many of them seemed to show concrete signs of being apart of his class. He just shrugged it off eventually deciding to just wait it out and learn all of their names and faces tomorrow.
      Vertigo was a bit proud that he managed to actually get a game plan into motion for the week. It may have taken his up almost all of his free time but for once he wasn't gonna be making something up on the spot. He was really gonna have to kick it into gear this year since he couldn't really get away with leaving all the paperwork behind and begging his coworkers for help anymore. Granted he could still see himself doing this down the line but it was nice to at least pretend he was going to change.
      'Finally, I thought I'd never be done.'
      He got up and began to leave the canteen when he'd run across his shortest co-worker in the hall leading out. He figured now was a great as time as any to take a break and have some relaxing conversation.
      "Hey Tokage-San. Whatcha up to? Trying to escape already?"

      10:10pm || Hallway Outside Canteen
      B BlueClover (Tokage Braun)

     
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    Riba Hone
    Location: Combat Room
    9:40 AM    ​
    The clickity clacking of the keys was rather soothing to the black haired girl. She looked at the screen with a dull expression, the only thing of her head moving was her eyes which seemed to move from one end of the laptop screen to the other. Her hands flied off the keys, there was little stops in between and her cursing the school for her lack of WiFi before the hands moved once again.

    She was here. That Steam Harpy had returned to haunt my high school years and leech off me like the vampire she is. From what I could see, she had found a friend, probably trying to build herself another army of ‘friends.’ More people to hate me. I could do things on my own, but having my own group could benefit me greatly. The bird girl isn’t anywhere so I’ll need to find someone else.

    As she finished the final lines, the voice of a boy caught her ears. Her face darted quickly towards him, her eyes narrowing slightly in annoyance. “Nothing that concerns you.” The boys spouting were taken as insult instead of being possibly love struck. Her gaze soften slightly when her eyes went to the keyboard. “Who are you and why did you decide to interrupt my work?” It wasn’t the best way for Riba to make allies but she was trying at least.
    9:46 AM​
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    10:00 PM
    Location: Dorms    ​
    Riba didn’t care much for the trip, however, took little notes on locations and such. She didn’t eat much of the food either and instead, took a relaxing nap. Luckily, no one decided to bother her and she went through the rest of her day peacefully.

    That’s when the moment had come to meet her roommates. The dread of having to share a room with others felt like pure dread, but she had to suck it up and deal with whatever lied on the other side of that door. On the other side was a white hair girl simply meditating. Honestly, she could care less for her, deciding to go straight to the bag on the bed. It was almost like she didn’t exist to her.

    Inside the bag were mostly objects and knick-knacks of little interest. The important things were the paycheck and the audio recorder. The first something of value and the other to help take notes for class and students. Riba then decided to make her home on one of the top bunks, her back making a sudden loud crack the moment her back touched the cover. She still ignored the girl, turning on her side to contemplate the day.
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    Tokage Barūn
    Location: Combat Room
    9:35 AM    ​
    Tokage finally noticed the bubbly student and it honestly made her feel slightly sick at his overly peppy attitude. However, she hid her true feelings quite well and let Yori talk to him. When she finally had
    her chance, she spoke up to him.     “Well hello there, Baburu-San. I hope to see you in my class.” She gave another sharped tooth grin only for it to be received with that winning smile Avery gave. God it would be fun to push this one to his limits.

    Tokage was about to leave when Yori made the statement herself and ruffled her hair. All this did was make her blood boil. The woman still treated her like the children they were suppose to teach. “Anyways, I have to go too. I need to fix my hair and get into some practical clothing. I hope to see you Baburu-San.” She didn’t even wave goodbye at Mao before leaving through the door
    9:46 AM​
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    9:50 PM
    Location: Tokage’s Office    ​
    Afte she left the combat room, Tokage had decided to spend the rest of her time to prepare her office and read through the many files stacked on her desk. She was in there for many hours working nonstop in her patterned sweater. Once she finished, she decided that a nap might be the best thing, but not before eating some gummy bears.

    That’s when the worse part of her day had come. She looked down at the bag in her desk to see it was empty. Her eyes dilated and her mouth started to quiver as she knew the culprit who would do such a travesty.     “I’m going to kill her.” She whispered to herself before storming out the room and prowling the halls of the PSA. She came across another teacher that way, Vertigo. She honestly felt indifferent to his mocking ways but maybe talking would soothe her bloodlust. “No. I’m hunting a thief. She stole my sleep snack and I’m going to make her pay.” The tiny woman lifted the gummy bag, her expression becoming angrier at the mere sight.
    10:10 PM
    Location: Canteen Hallways    ​
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