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Fantasy Hawthorne Academy

Mars stumbled forward and leaned himself against a wall as Lyra released her grip on his arm. This was odd. It was rare to see her so scared of someone. She was usually too bubbly to be bothered by most things like this. He didn't seem too scary, just a stuck up arrogant jerk, though spending long periods of time with someone like that would probably get on most peoples nerves. And what was up with this guy and filth? If he didn't know better Mars would think the guy was a germaphobe. He started feeling his blood raise in temperature again, his fist clenching. This time he was able to identify the feeling as anger, though it was another confusing feeling to him, as he usually didn't get angry over other peoples' business. Maybe going to the nurses by himself was a good idea. That way he could talk to Elsa and figure out exactly what was up with these feelings.


Relaxing, he turned to head in the direction of the infirmary. "Yeah, you should do that just in case. I should be able to make it in time, but you never know. I'm sorry." Running his right hand through his hair in slight frustration, he started off down the hallway, hugging the wall for support. He wanted to do something about her stepbrother, but at the moment there was nothing he could really do, as he didn't have enough intel. Making a move would be too risky and held a high chance of making things worse. However, that didn't mean he was just going to ignore Isaak, as that was why Mars had told Lyra he was sorry. He was going to be an overall nuisance to her stepbrother. If Mars could prove that there was no reason to be afraid of him by making jokes and not taking him seriously, then maybe Lyra wouldn't be so petrified. Of course, it may be impossible to help her, but if he didn't try then who exactly was he? Suddenly, he heard yet another unamiliar voice.


"I've seen worse filth mostly spiritual but never in multiple years of life and very hard times have I ever seen anybody as despicable and rude as you. If I were your relative or even your friend i'd have knocked those teeth down that throat of yours to teach you some manners!"


Mars rolled his eyes. Great. Another goody-two-shoes, and an impulsive one at that. From first impressions this kid was definitely not the type of person Mars liked. Jumping into other peoples business without context, acting seemingly on emotion alone. His actions seemed very illogical. Mars assumed people like Isaak didn't care for an insult like that, especially since it sounded like something a grandparent would say when scolding a child. When the kid apparently named Anthony extended his hand, Mars showed his bloody palm and kept moving. He didn't want another incident like his last roommate, so he used his red hand as an excuse to avoid contact of any kind.


Before turning the corner, Mars spoke over his shoulder. "I'll see if I can find some sanitizer or rubber gloves for Isaak so he doesn't need to worry about getting dirty from all this filth." He then went down the hall and broke sight from the two. Eh, could have been better, but it should be good enough for now. All he needed to do was treat Isaak like a joke and things should be fine. He didn't see a way at the moment that it could affect Lyra negatively, so even if things went wrong it would only effect himself. Smirking to himself, he made the long and slow trek to the infirmary.
 
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Really? Cylva sighed. I feel like I've been waiting here for ages, and it's only been four minutes... Her patience wearing thin, she decided to go outside, and experiment with her abilities more. At least time will pass quicker. Besides, what's the worst that could happen? Stepping outside, she walked a short distance from the building, deciding it would be best to not risk damaging the school.


Cylva lay down on the grass, and removed her gloves, figuring no matter what happened, it would be best if she were well-supported.
If I was able to cover my arm, maybe I can form the crystals as I see fit. Maybe I can create more... She closed her eyes, unsure of the process needed to control the power contained within her body. Losing herself in her thoughts, she focused deeply on her right arm; all of the different sensation: the blood running through her veins, her pulse pounding in her wrist. The slight quivering of her muscles, ans she flexed, and relaxed her arm. She focused on the sensation each of her fingers gave, as they moved back and forth, brushing the others on either side of them. Willing her fingers to create substance, she felt the smooth, hard material flow from her fingertips. The sensation was unlike she any she'd ever felt before. She felt peaceful, yet very strong. Soft, but harsh at the same time. Every emotion she had ever experienced flowed through her arm, down into her hand, as she felt herself creating more of the crystallized material.


Never wanting the feeling to end, Cylva continued to let the power flow through her veins, reveling in the ability to control the crystal-like substance.



Finally, after a few minutes, she opened her eyes, a brilliant smile adorning her pale face. A single strand of her silver hair hung over her eye, and she reached up with her right hand to wipe it away, gasping in shock as she felt something sharp slice through her flesh with ease. Looking down at her hand, she stared in amazement, the steady trickle of the sticky, hot blood streaming down her face, forgotten.






At the tip of each of the fingers of her right hand, was a claw. Approximately a foot each, in length, and extremely sharp, they were quite the sight to behold. She smiled to herself, happy to have finally gained some semblance of control over her powers. Even if it was just turning her hand into a weapon. Long though the claws were, they were fairly light, and well balanced. She was able to swing her hand back and forth with ease. If the situation ever arose where she needed to defend herself, she suddenly wasn't so helpless, anymore.


Content with her experiment, she laid back down on the grass, closing her eyes once more, and willing the claws to retract back into her body. Laying still for a few minutes, she sighed, and opened here eyes again,more than pleased by the fact that she had been able to consciously manipulate her abilities.


To her astonishment, as Cylva looked back down to her hand, she saw that the claws had, indeed, remained on her hand, rather than retracting, as she'd willed them to. Jumping to her feet, she looked around quickly. Oh, no! This can't be happening! The clock on her cell phone read 8:39. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! I can't go to class like this! I can't write, and I look like a freak! Her entire arm, from her shoulder, down to the end of the claws was completely crystalline. Although she hadn't been to school in quite some time, she knew this would make her the laughing stock of the entire class, the first day she even met them. Frantically running back and forth, she tried desperately to absorb the claws back into her skin, but to no avail.


Cylvaara was quite the sight to behold. A small girl, appearing quite fragile, in a long lavender turtle neck, the right arm of which stretched to accommodate the mass of the crystal within it. At the end of her hand hung the claws, reaching clear down to just below her knees. The other side of her body looked completely normal, as one would expect a girl of such small stature to look. Okay. Just breath, Cylva. You've got this. You've still got 21 minutes to fix this, and get to class. You'll be just fine! She knew the thoughts were lies. Nevertheless, she lay back down onto the grass, and went to work yet again, trying to retract the claws protruding from her finger tips.


(If anyone would like to happen upon her, that's fine. Just killing time pre-class. ^_^ )
 
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Travis was now happy that he wasn't as tired and drowsy ealier in the morning lthanks to his breakfast in the dining hall. He has eaten a stack of blueberry pancake with maple syrup and orange soda, which he chose over coffee. It was a delectable breakfast that he thoroughly enjoyed that made him have high hopes for when it was time for lunch and dinner. He is now carrying a bowl of blueberries from the cafeteria that he was snacking on; they are his favorite fruit.


He was happily walking on the school grounds, taking the sights and just simply passing the time, when he saw a peculiar sight. A girl with an abnormal arm was running frantically for a moment before laying down on the ground. This school sure was filled with diverse students.


It took a moment for him to realized that she might have a problem. He would kick himself if he just ignored people in need, so he went over there to see if he could be of help. " Excuse me, I saw you running around, are you having a dilemma." He said before he saw her face bloodied. " Oh no, do you need to be patched up?" He asked.
 

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She laughed. It was definitely not what Geno had anticipated. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, and she said "Ah... S-sorry, I didn't mean to laugh or anything." He was about to open his mouth and say "Then what did you mean to do?" But she continued "It's just that... I'm kind of happy that you're able to open up to me and tell me this." MENTAL GASP*. She was kind of easily impressed.. But nontheless, he wasn't very impressive, so I suppose that's a good thing. He was happy she reacted this way and no other.


"You don't have to be all bubbly and energetic all the time, I'm happy if Geno just be himself... If that is okay?" He gave out a short laugh, and responded "Whaddaya mean 'if that's okay'? It's not okay.. It's perfect. Absolutely brilliant." Heh. It sounded so cheesy, like something out of a movie, but he was happy, very, very, VERY happy. "Don't ever change." He said with a smile. He paused for a second, and then leaned forward and put his hands together. It almost looked like he was kneading the air. "Hey.. Since we're going to be in a team.. (We don't know it's been changed yet) What's your ability?"


@DeijiiChan

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Gwen frowned as the two left her. She didn't blame them, they did look pretty messed up, and she regretted that she had approached them at such an inconvenient time. At least they seemed like alright people and... Did that girl say ROOMMATE? Was she her roommate? Yeah, that sounded good! She seemed pretty cool, so it didn't go against Gwen at all. But she was, however, alone now. Again. That's boring. She started heading for the cafeteria, but she soon realized she wasn't actually hungry by any stretch of the imagination. She really didn't know what to do right now, and she was getting kinda desperate.


Heading back outside she noticed some girl laying in the grass. She still felt a little anxious since her previous encounter didn't pass too well, so just stayed back for a moment. Suddenly the girl raised her hand, only to reveal that it was fitted with huge crystal claws. And then... She stabbed herself in the face with it. "WHAT THE HELL?" Gwendolyn thought for a moment. "What is she? A masochist?".. Her train of thought kept going until she realized that the girl seemed pretty surprised about it herself, so she decided to pass it as she didn't do it on purpose.


While Gwen was contemplating whether or not to approach the girl, she jumped up on her feet and started freaking out. Her body looked twisted and weird, and half of it was very disproportional to the other half. Whilst her freaking out made Gwen want to run away, the thought suddenly struck her that she might not know how to control her powers, just like Gwen. The girl laid back down, and Gwen decided to approach her. She didn't say anything until she was barely a meter away, and then she said "Hey.. Are you alright? You're bleeding quite badly.."


@AshenLily
 
~Nurse Elsa Longstorm~




Elsa was, once again, tucked away in the infirmary. She rearranged pretty much everything in all of the cabinets just to kill time, and keep her mind off of the fact that Ryuu hadn't come back last night. She tried not to think much of this, as sometimes the man could be gone for at least a week at a time. . .but that didn't stop her from worrying about him. She didn't know if she could take it if somebody came into her office saying that something had happened to him. Elsa would most likely fall a part if that happened.


The nurse shook her head, slamming the cabinet doors shut. No. He was probably fine. He was always fine, and that was that. He wouldn't let himself get killed out there because he had Elsa.



"I will always come for you." He had said, quoting one of their mutual favorite movies, The Princess Bride.


"But how can you be sure?"
Elsa had sniffled in reply.


"This is true love. . ."


The nurse sighed and stepped out of the infirmary. She need air. . .well, not like there wasn't air IN the infirmary. She needed. . .non-infirmarized-air. And of course, not even five seconds after she stepped out, she could see a student. . .Mars, hobbling towards her.


"Hey. . .you were in her yesterday--"



Oooh. . .I totally forgot to. . .fix his. . .arm. . .


"Oh, you poor thing." the woman tsked, automatically going to the boy's side and helping him into the infirmary. She sat him down in one of the first aid rooms, and looked him over.


"What seems to be the trouble?" she asked.
 
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Anthony had decided to look to see if the kitchen was serving food but something had caught his attention. He overheard the comments from the boy and let the girl say her piece.
"I've seen worse filth mostly spiritual but never in multiple years of life and very hard times have I ever seen anybody as despicable and rude as you. If I were your relative or even your friend i'd have knocked those teeth down that throat of yours to teach you some manners!" Anthony said his face red as a tomato and his fists were shaking. "Who the hell does he think he is some king if I didn't already have trouble on me i'd come at this snob like a damned spider monkey!"


Anthony looked at the other two turning away from Isaac and took a deep breath. "As for you two it's a pleasure to meet you i'm Anthony Garcia I own feathered elements a major company with global factories."


Anthony put a hand out to the guy first and then put his hand out for the girl trying to seem polite.


"Do they serve vegetarian food here? I don't like meat us humans were never intended to eat it in the first place. We shouldn't even be able to drink milk after being weaned off it either."
[isaak Heidrich]


Isaak glanced at this boy, Anthony, and did not bother to even look at him. He hated people who thought they could just come into a conversation and be the hero. He hated everyone really.


"I don't talk to filth like you. Not only are you filth, you are a rude filth. We are having a conversation and you feel the need to burst right in? What right do you have filth? You have no right. I am Isaak Heidrich III, the son of Alfons Heidrich of Heidrich Industries, the third leading company in all of the world. I am of noble blood. You are nothing but the filth from my boots." He sneered, still refusing to look at someone so filthy as this boy.


He turned back to Lyra and scoffed at her.


"Stop stammering like some idiot, filth. Go on, have your petty fun with your filthy friends. I will find my own way around this filthy place. Do say hello to mother for me next time you talk to her." Isaak said bitterly.


With those kind words, Isaak walked away.


(I would've LOVED to continue this but I'll be away all day so I don't wanna keep ya'll waiting till I get back)


[Aleksander Denucio]


Aleks was up and about. He had gone to bed late and once again missed his roommate. Whether he came in before or after Aleks went to sleep, he did not know. When it got late, Aleks got very very sleepy and the only thing on his mind is usually...sleep. He'd be able to miss a unicorn doing aerodynamics outside his window. Thankfully, he was a morning person so he woke up early and headed out. Aleks ate his breakfast and was roaming the halls, lost again.
 
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Anthony looked at Isaac but was unfazed by his attempt to salvage his so called superiority. "Noble blood or not i'd still be able to wipe the floor with him."


He looked back at the other two but the guy had left. Anthony shrugged and kept going as if nothing had happened but he didn't really worry since that guy Isaac would get his eventually.


He saw a girl standing next to another and decided to be more polite this time around. "Hi!" He said loud but not yelling as he waved at them with a smile on his face which probably looked a little strange with his busted lip and black eye.


"Mind if I join you two it's kinda dull around here." Anthony said still a distance away as he said this. He then pulled out the items he had made earlier. "I have peace offerings." He claimed holding out the rose and the snowflake.
 
Going Away Hello everyone! This is Deijii speaking and I just want to give you all a heads up that I'll be gone for a whole week starting tomorrow! I don't want to leave you all but it seems I must so try to keep your distant from Shinji, Alain, and Calista because I won't be on to reply to you! I will return by either Friday or Saturday which is very long so keep on roleplaying until then and also when I return I like an update on what had happened so I can catch up please? ;w; You have this day only to roleplay with me~ XDD



Blake's clothing was very cute as Shinji found it cute that Blake was trying to hide the "bug repellent" that he left on his body, Shinji sulking that Blake was hiding them and not showing them to the world to see that he was already taken unlike Shinji who was fine with showing the bite marks on his neck proudly like the possessive idiot he was. While he asked Blake if he was okay, Blake seemed to call him a puppy as Shinji thought maybe he was, playing along and smirked.


Shinji must have really been a puppy because he started to whimper just like a puppy who did wrong, his brows furrowed upward but when Blake gave him a little kiss on the cheek, his expression changed back to a cheerful smile as he jokingly gave a small bark to show he was pleased. Watching Blake walk out of his embrace and halfway across the room, he was suspecting that Blake would just leave him behind until his hand was held out, Shinji's smile grew as he knew what this meant,"I love you Blake." Shinji said nonchalantly and gave him a peck on the cheek before intertwining their hand together and tugging him to go out so they could get some grub since Shinji was pretty hungry after that night with their exercise. It took all his energy and he needed some food in his belly now or he may as well faint in class.


-le gasps! Shinji had just confessed!~
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@magikarpfever


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Calista almost thought her heart sunk but she was relieved when Geno said that it was just brilliant, letting out a sigh of relief but she was caught off guard when Geno told her not to change, her heart feeling as if it just took a joy ride and flew off leaving her breathless. No one had never told her such words not even Shinji as she felt like crying. To be honest, she always thought that she was just a load of useless space that people hated but Geno made her feel that she was something.


Though he told her not to change, she still thought she needed to change some things like her timid behavior, clenching at her bag strap and look up at Geno as he asked about her powers, Calista froze on the spot. She knew a day would come when she would be asked this, taking a deep breath and frowned,"Well... I'm able to control people by having eye contact with them but it only works by my will so it is safe to look me in the eye. You can tell when I'm using my powers because my eyes would turn blood red. It's kind of like that story of the snake woman, Medusa but different. I don't use my powers though because... I have some... side effects when I do use them." Calista said glancing to the side.


"The side effects are not that serious but they can be if I go against my limit. The side effects are that I would go blind for a few minutes, maybe even hours depending on it and I would also have amnesia and will forget a few things, most times it would be people I would forget and my amnesia could last for a few days... maybe even weeks. It really all just depends." Calista finished, her think lens reflecting the light of the morning and blocked her eyes so it was hard to see them but they were dark... they didn't show any sign of that bright gentleness she would usually have.


In general, she never saw any uses in her powers since it only burden others and she didn't know why she even had such powers since no one in her family even had any sort of powers which was why she was an outcast in her homeland, Calista feeling a painful squeeze in her chest again. She was told her grandmother possessed these powers but she never was told of how her grandmother was able to live with it, to forget those you loved and to be blinded from the world, it was a scary experience and Calista hated it, it felt almost as if she was cursed with it because she was chosen to be the "black sheep" of her family.


The pain she suffered to know she had these powers and this was the reason why she isolated herself from others so that way she wouldn't hurt them but no matter what, she couldn't be alone forever and let herself be swept off her feet to be with others but a day would soon come when she would forget them, Calista understood this fully well but she still went against it.


-This looks pretty depressing ._.-


@Kriyze
 
Blake's eye widened when Shinji confessed, a blush immediately adorned his face and Blake hastily averted his gaze away from Shinji. Did...did he really just say what I thought he said? Blake couldn't even think straight, that one phrase left him shocked, it's just he never thought he'd hear something like that again. The last time he heard that was like a year ago from his crazy possessive ex-boyfriend from one of the mental hospital facilities, something Blake tried his best to forget about, Part of him thought this was all just a fantasy his mind conjured up but knowing that they were in a real relationship pushed that away.


The kiss on the cheek and Shinji intertwining their hands intensified his blush and for a few moments Blake knew the true meaning of bliss. Now they were making their way down to the cafeteria, Blake could hear the whispers come from other students and the stares but honestly didn't care.


@DeijiiChan


(anyone wants to interact with the happy couple be my guest)
 
(ERMAGERD. Simultaneously approached by THREE people, asking if she's okay. LKJASL;KDJFLAKSDJFVCKLJZSF;L)


"Excuse me, I saw you running around, are you having a dilemma." He said before he saw her face bloodied. " Oh no, do you need to be patched up?"





Cylva slowly opened her eyes. "Oh. Uhh... hello. Don't mind me. I'm just having a mental breakdown." Looking back down at her hand, she was dismayed to see the claws remained. She'd completely forgotten about the deep gash along her cheek, and the blood was starting to clot, leaving a less than attractive coat of blood covering the lower right half of her face. "I'll be fine. The wound seems to have clotted, anyway," she said, letting loose an awkward laugh. Looking up, she noticed a girl, and another boy approaching, as well.


"Mind if I join you two it's kinda dull around here."


"Uhh. Sure." Running into one person was alright. Two was a bit frightening to the timid girl. Meeting three people at once... Ugh. She'd already had her fill of social interaction for the day, and class hadn't even begun yet.


"Hey.. Are you alright? You're bleeding quite badly.."


"Oh, this? It's nothing. Just a small... er... rather large, actually, gash. Nothing to fuss about, thought!" Finally having given up on the prospect of being able to retract the crystal claws, and resigning herself to a rather inconvenient first day of school, she stood. "Honestly, I've obviously got no idea how to control my abilities... which apparently entails creating crystal from my own body. I'm rather new to this whole "power" thing. And it's a little bit difficult... oh! I almost forgot. My name is Cylvaara. You can just call me Cylva for short. Or not. Whichever you prefer." She laughed again, this time less awkwardly than before. Looking back and forth between the two in front of her, she continued. "So, what about you three? What can you do?" Strange, though the question was, it seemed only natural to begin introductions that way, as they were all here for the same reason.


@Kriyze
 
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The Irishman turned to the source of the inquiry, beaming, beating red eyes meeting whoever had posed the question. The pupil was darting around the crimson pallet, trying to keep his attention on the woman who asked of his well-being. Against the paleness of his skin, the red really stood out but was heightened by his brown hair. Luke could barely stand after the decrepit body had dissipated, the whole forming process had left nearly on the verge of collapsing from sheer exhaustment. After taking a look up at the she who asked, he was immediately dissatisfied with what he saw. Not that she wasn't pretty, but rather that she beautiful that a lot of people would stare at her; Bell preferred when he was the only one looking at a woman he had erstwhile feelings for. But Luke was thoroughly surprised with the whole sequence; he never expected such a result on his first, as dismembered as the body was. However, for some strange and inexplicable reason, the form that it took just seemed...so appropriate. Why he felt that such a deformed shape would be perfect for such a test-run was beyond him, but it felt oddly fitting. Nonetheless, after a few more minutes he got heaved his reluctant body to his feet, groaning slightly at the forced movement. After walking over and retrieving the mask, stuffing the implement into his bag, he walked slowly over to the girl with bag in hand.


You really don't like women do you?! Well, you do but only to a certain extent!





You're going to have to get over that warped opinion of yours. How are you ever going to get a girlfriend if you're afraid other people will stare at her?


"I'm fine," he replied, wild eyes still darting around in his head, "You don't need to worry about me, I'm fine. Just testing the extent to which my powers can actually go, still thinking about that. I might see you in class later, until then."


With that statement, he made his to the canteen with calm red eyes.
 
Anthony gave a smile as the girl responded. He approached but retracted his glass gift for the girl with the claws. Mainly because he thought she would crush the gift on accident.


He was undecided on what to think about her crystals. "I control around of non-living things and I may be able to move or even eliminate that crystal completely."


Anthony said hoping he would get permission to try since the crystal looked so tough it could be useful. "I'd be more than willing to try if you want."


Anthony said to the girl with the crystal claws but he then held the glass rose out for the other girl. "I'm Anthony Garcia but you can just call me Tony."
 
The stares they got didn't matter to Shinji as he just kept his eyes on Blake, staring at his hips just to make sure he was okay though he did walk funny in a way. Shinji couldn't help but chuckle softly at this as many whispers and gossips spread. Of course rumors of their relationship will spread throughout the school like wild fire and they would be fully be well known as the "gay couple" or maybe even the most incredible couple there is, the cold, bad-mouth secretary of the Student Council and the masked bad boy of the school hooked together was something no one would expect to happen though if you looked at their school life, they were bound to be together, being partners in class and sharing a room together, it was pretty much well calculated that they were totally meant for one another in the start.


Entering the cafeteria, Shinji glanced at Blake and smiled,"How about you take a seat and I get you something?" Shinji said gently pulling Blake to a table that was empty, plopping Blake down and waiting for his order like a good pup he was. He wasn't one to be a servant to anyone not even to Calista but if it was Blake, he didn't mind since Blake was a different case here. He was special and someone Shinji really treasured as his,he even vowed to make Blake the most happiest bride on this world if they ever got married.Shinji never told Blake this and maybe even planned to never tell him but Blake was his first ever true love that he could cherish for. Calista could have been his number one if she had accepted his feelings but he was rejected at that time but now he found a new love who accepted his feelings though Blake haven't said the three words yet, Shinji could wait till the time comes, it was fun to enjoy the time they had now together.


-What?! W-who did this?! I didn't post that part >.>;-


@magikarpfever
 
Mars let out a sigh of relief as he was sat down in the infirmary. He felt that his ankle injury wasn't too bad as it only hurt slightly now as he walked on it, but it was still nice to get pressure off of it. Mars found that it was better to not leave any details out when describing how he got an injury. There could be something that he missed out on, making things more severe than previously thought. Rolling his ankle slowly, he pointed towards his bandaged right arm. "There's multiple issues as you might have guessed. first is my arm here. This is just my basic training injury that you're well aware of, though it was slightly agitated a short while ago." Mars ran his fingers along his forehead, feeling the blood that was smeared all over it. "I was helping Lyra with her powers when I ended up burning the skin off of my left hand. My next injuries came after Lyra knocked me down and fell on top of me. I think my ankle was sprained, though it feels much better now. Also, I landed on my wounded arm, which may have aggravated the injury."


Mars paused. Did he want to tell her about his other inner issues now? They certainty felt like health concerns, but he was very hesitant. What if it was really love? Would he act differently knowing that? There were too many variables running through his head, too many possible outcomes. Get your head straight! This is a mystery, and if there is a mystery you solve it! He let out a deep breath, scratching the back of his head nervously. "There is one other thing. When I noticed that Lyra was on top of me, I felt my heart rate suddenly jump to extremely high levels. I don't quite understand why, as I've never had any heart issues before, and I wasn't doing any physical activity at the moment, so I was wondering if there were any possible chances that I may have developed some sort of heart condition, or if it was something else." He was looking down at his sprained ankle as he spoke. It wasn't necessary to talk about all the issues that have plagued him for the last few days, just the most recent. If she inquired, he would comply.
 
She nodded at the boy, who had introduced himself as Tony. "Sure. Go ahead and give it a shot." She was skeptic that he would have any luck, as Kahra had tried a similar thing just two days before, to no avail. Their powers did differ, of course, but apparently the crystal within her wasn't just some ordinary rock. In fact, now that she thought about it, it felt as if the crystal was alive. That would definitely rule out the possibility of the boy's powers being able to manipulate the material, if it were the case.


The notes they'd recovered from her late father's journal had detailed that the crystal was now a part of her. By augmenting just a few of her cells with the material, it had become a part of her. Ingrained into her very DNA. The cells had reproduced (as cells are wont to do), and through the engineering of the crystal previous to the infusion, it was made to pass on to every cell that was created. This was the reason the transformation had taken so long, as the old cells had all been required to die out, with the new ones taking their place, until the matter was substantial enough to manifest in a physical form. What had once been an ordinary, albeit rare, crystal, was now a living, breathing part of her party.


She held her arm out toward him. "I don't think it's going to work, but it can't really hurt. Go ahead and give it a shot."


@Holo
 
~Lyra~




"I don't talk to filth like you. Not only are you filth, you are a rude filth. We are having a conversation and you feel the need to burst right in? What right do you have filth? You have no right. I am Isaak Heidrich III, the son of Alfons Heidrich of Heidrich Industries, the third leading company in all of theworld. I am of noble blood. You are nothing but the filth from my boots."


Whoop-dee-freaking-doo. And I am Lyra Connerson, the daughter of Chad Connerson the Golf Cart Cleaner. I am of O negative blood. You're an asshole.


"Stop stammering like some idiot, filth. Go on, have your petty fun with your filthy friends. I will find my own way around this filthy place. Do say hello to mother for me next time you talk to her."


As Isaak turned and walked away, Lyra shot a nasty look at his back and saluted him. She hadn't realized that now she was all alone, and sighed. The girl whipped out her phone, quickly checking the time.


Okay. She had exactly 34 minutes and 19 seconds to get back to her dorm, shower, brush her hair and teeth, get dressed, finish her history homework, grab a bite to eat, and get to class.



"Challenge accepted. . ." she girl said with a smirk. Then, she broke into a run towards the North Dormitory, quickly shoving the turned up Earth back into the ground as she ran passed the training fields. The girl burst through the doors of the dormitory and hiked up the stairs to her room. Lyra fumbled for her key for a moment before finding it and shoving it into the lock, giving it a violent twist. After unlocking the door, she practically slammed it. The girl stripped down as the hobbled towards the bathroom, and jumped into the shower.



She forgot to take off her socks, but that was fine. She peeled them off her feet quickly, and then dumped about a half bottle of shampoo in her hair, and a big glob of conditioner. She scrubbed and scrubbed, and within about 10 minutes, she was out of the shower.





~Nurse Elsa Longstorm~




Elsa was only partially listening as Mars explained what was wrong to him as she examined his hand. She nodded as he spoke, and stepped away from him, walking over to the cabinet. She quickly pulled out some bandages, astringent, cotton balls, and an ice pack from the freezer. She set down her supplies, and walked back over to him. Without a word, she gently heaved his leg up onto the table and carefully removed his shoe. She examined his ankle, and said, "Well, I don't think it's a sprain, and if it is, it's not too serious. You probably just pulled a tendon. . .just keep this ice pack on it, and I can give you a crutch if you think you'll need it. . ."


"There is one other thing. When I noticed that Lyra was on top of me, I felt my heart rate suddenly jump to extremely high levels. I don't quite understand why, as I've never had any heart issues before, and I wasn't doing any physical activity at the moment, so I was wondering if there were any possible chances that I may have developed some sort of heart condition, or if it was something else."


Elsa paused for a moment, and then let out a small laugh. She grabbed the ice pack and placed it on his ankle, and then poured some astringent onto a cotton ball.



"Yes, yes, Mars, I'm afraid you
do have a heart condition." she smiled, gently patting the cotton ball onto his wounded hand. "It's called Certe Superbia."


After she was done cleaning his hand, Elsa tossed the cottonball into the trash and quickly wrapped up his hand. Then, she rolled up his sleeve to examine his arm. She quickly removed the previously placed bandages, and dipped another cottonball in astringent. She quickly cleaned up whatever small cuts and burns she could find, though there wasn't much she could do about to bruises.


"The symptoms of
Certe Superbia are loss of appetite, fluttering of the heart, redness of the face. . .do you experience these symptoms when you are with Lyra?" Elsa asked. "And where else does it hurt on your arm, dear?"
 
"All right i'll give it my best shot!" Anthony said giving a smile as he started trying to harvest the crystal with his powers. He successfully got it to come off but it started growing back showing the crystal wasn't entirely alive.


"Remarkable absolutely interesting?" He started messing with the crystal he had pulled off her with his powers. "It's not alive but it grows and replicates rather quickly as if it were alive."


Anthony crafted a larger bouquet of roses and handed it to the girl with the crystal in her. "So miss I trust you will practice with this wonderful power of yours." Anthony liked making things in a 3d material since he was horrible at drawing and painting.
 
Cylva gasped with excitement, and some pain, as the boy was able to remove the crystal. It clung to her skin tightly, but finally gave way. However, merely seconds after it was removed, it had grown back, in the exact same shape it had previously been in. The husk of crystal that had been removed quickly began to wither, and shrivel up, as if it were a living thing, until Tony crafted it into a bouquet of roses for her.


How peculiar... although the crystal isn't really alive, it grows as if it is, and withers as a plant.
Scratching her head with her normal arm, she sighed. "Well, thanks for trying anyway. I guess I'm just destined to walk around with a giant crystal claw on my hand for the rest of my life." She offered a light laugh, and thanked him for the flowers. Turning to the other two in the group, she spoke once more. "So? How about you two? What are your powers?"


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After having a seemingly ordinary breakfast (they did indeed have Weetabix; Luke nearly got down on his knees and genuflected at the sight of them), he sat there for a few moments to think about things like he usually did. Philosophy, theology, heck even wrestling if he felt up for it. The Irishman would always contemplate the question that everybody had an answer to, no matter how easy a inquiry it might have been, Luke would always deliberate the answer within his head for a few minutes at a time. This was also one of the primary reasons why he looked so knackered at times, simply because he spend the entire night thinking about it. He didn't like it anymore then the next person but what could he do? He was a giant hypocrite no matter what he wanted to do about it. That was just typical Luke Bell, and he didn't want to change one bit of it. Hefting himself from the seat, he walked out of the cafeteria with a belly filled to tackle the day head on, albeit he'll probably get hungry for an apple later on but what can you do? As he walked along the to the school itself, all his mind could dart back to was the experiment that he had partaken in this very morning. The conjuring of a body with nothing but the darkness of a building, nothing but the shade to form a shape akin to that of a human. It was a success for the most part, other then the fact that it was indeed hideously deformed, missing a left arm and right a leg, six fingers where five should have been. Yet the strangest thing about the whole debacle was that the form itself had no problems actually moving around, it even helped his exasperated, exhausted body stay on his feet with a hint of hindrance to be actually seen. It was a strange affair but a rather intriguing experience. The native of Holycross was drawing very close to the actual building itself, finding it best to actually have a look around, to familiarize himself with the whole experience. Now, as he looked at the door to the school, he pushed it open as he made his way to the classroom, far too early.


Indeed I am FAR too early, but it'll be nice to actually get to know the place, he thought to himself as his head scanned the halls of the establishment, finding himself to be filled with curiosity. His head looked around for the Basic Healing and Protection 101 room, considering that was indeed his very first class.


Eventually finding the room, expecting it to be somewhat foreboding, in all honesty it was from it. Taking a seat in the furthermost corner where the least shadows would be, he drooped himself in the seat, laying his bag beside him. Looking out the window, the only thing that was driving through his bed was the need to practice forming that body again. A strange thought indeed, a thought that he hadn't an explanation for.


"What to do now I wonder?" he muttered to himself, lying his face across the table, "Well, I suppose I can just lie here until the class actually begins. It's not like I have things to be doing in the morning, now I can just lie here and let you guys talk for the time being..."


And talk we will ol' boy! You're going to look like an awful loner when somebody see's you you know? They'll be like, 'Who's that tool sitting alone by himself? I bet he doesn't even have any friends,' blah blah blah. And that's when we manifest a tendril that goes straight through them! Yeah, that's sounds like a plan!!! We're some man for one man I tell ya! How many of the people that go here do you think have a disease like ours hm? Do you think anybody has schizophrenia?! I've looked up DID on the internet and nobody has any decent artwork about it! But then I looked schizophrenia and BAAM! Way better stuff there! It's a disgrace I tell you!





Shut up you fool, I'd love to be putting the tendril through you...then a few more times just to ensure there's nothing left for the birds of the air or the beasts of the earth to devour.
 
(I FOUND A COMPUTER)


--------------------------------------------- Ambrogino Friar ---------------------------------------------




Geno sat quietly and listened as she described her powers. Being able to control people, huh? That's a dangerous ability, to say the least. "Heh, I guess I should try and stay on your good side then." He paused, and then added "That's a nifty power though. I'd expect you to fill less of a 'healer' role, and more of a 'support' role. In a 2v1 situation, a win would be almost guaranteed.". He had to admit he was a little creeped out to know that looking into her eyes may lead to his demise, but he refused to reject solely on his own inconfidence. "It also sounds like it really sucks for you to use that ability though. Hm. Maybe you can get rid of some of those side-effects by training."


He stopped kneading with his hands, and opened them to reveal a small brooch shaped like a rose. It had taken him a while, as detailed work with his metal always did, but he could present it now. "My ability is.. Well, it's a bit harder to describe, maybe. I can create this black metal that I can shape however I want it to, and then make it solidify." He thought for a moment, and then added "And I can then move it around like telekinesis, and change it's weight and temperature. Although, the latter two of those things I only learned about two days ago, and I can't control it very well.." He held his bandaged hands out, as to say 'I messed up.'


He stood up next to her and attached the brooch to her sleeve, for the time being, and then he checked his watch. And then freaked out. "Oh shi-! We're gonna be late! You should get going, too!" He said, and then started running for the combat class. It hurt him to leave Calista like that, but they weren't exactly going to the same place. Unfortunate.


(He's in class now.)


--------------------------------------------- Gwendolyn Friar ---------------------------------------------




The girl seemed unfazed by the large wound in her face, so Gwen decided to let it slip. When she mentioned that she barely had any control over her powers, Gwendolyn quickly replied "Me neither!" with a smile. "I didn't even know I had any powers until... Nevermind. I can barely do anything on purpose." She didn't mention what powers she had, she simply forgot that people don't instantly know. It had felt so natural to her from the start, to have powers, so she almost automatically assumed it was visible on her what she could do.


A boy called Anthony introduced himself, and handed her some cheap glass rose. Gwen didn't exactly enjoy being hit on, or anything like that, so she simply rejected the rose that was handed to her. "Keep it for someone who wants it." And just to be a bit spiteful, she added "Anthon." Even though he said he wanted to be called Tony. F**k that, if he thinks he's so cool he ain't getting any respect from Gwendolyn Friar! Besides, the school day was just starting, she didn't want to run around with a freaking rose all day.


Then Cylvaraa(Can't remember if she introduced hersef yet, just roll with it) said "So? How about you two? What are your powers?" She stayed quiet for a few moments, and then realized she hadn't actually told them about her power yet. "Oh! How rude of me! I thought I told you just a moment ago, sorry!" She then paused, and raised her hand. Steam started rising out of it. "Steam, but I can't really do much with it. I can make it blow in different directions, and it's really, REALLY, hot, other than that... Nothing. I can't even produce enough of it to make it lethal. Well, unless I hold it directly under you, where it would melt the skin of your bones.. But eh, it's not very reliable for combat.."


(I'm not gonna be as active as usual, and my posts are going to suffer a little, but at least I CAN post now.)
 
Blake rolled his eye, as endearing as this was Shinji was definitely an overgrown puppy, waiting for his masters every beck and call. As much as Blake appreciated it Shinji was acting a bit to overbearing for his tastes. Blake figured this was to be expected, considering how Shinji is overall.


"Shinji calm down, just because we're dating doesn't mean you have to serve my every need, we're equals, let's just get something together," Blake proposed, grabbing Shinji's hand and pulling him over to where food was being served.


To be blunt about it, like he always was, Blake hated the food served here. Although he wasn't to keen on cooking, he didn't hate it but didn't like it either, he would rather cook than eat what the school was serving, but alas that was just a dream. Grabbing an apple and a clementine Blake let go of Shinji's hand, motioning to have him get something.


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Maria Scarlette


Maria woke up and moaned - She was exhausted, seeing as she had stayed awake the night before for much longer than she should have. She was tired, but she had no one to blame but herself for it, she thought. "Oh, gods, please don't tell me it's already-"


As if on cue, an incessant beeping noise rang in Maria's ears. "Why? Why, why, why?"


Maria rolled off her bed and onto the floor - She was unfazed by impact with the ground, as usual for a half-sleeping Maria. She pulled her suitcase out from under her bed and rooted through it for clothes - Hopefully she could find something nice to wear. I'm really not in the mood for a dress today, Maria thought. While I should wear one, maybe I'll just put on something simple.


"Aha!" As if on cue, Maria found a nice outfit to wear - It would be comfortable and it would look good, Maria hoped, though it wouldn't be as comfortable as pajamas, it would have to do, wouldn't it?

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Maria looked at herself in the mirror near her bed. "I suppose this will do," She looked at herself, rather satisfied. She felt rather confident today, compared to the day before, where she was afraid of going outside after the date with Solaira. It was great, she decided, but she didn't want to run into him again the day after in fear of what might happen.


Odd, Maria thought. You find happiness and you run away from it. Maybe you won't make the same mistake today, hm?


Maria put the strap of her bag over her shoulder and walked to the door. She slipped on her shoes and went through a mental checklist. Hm... Books, check. Pencils, check. Keys, check. Money, check. A little snack for later... I don't have one. I could get one later, Maria thought. And that's all, I think.


Maria stepped out the door and into the hallway. She shut the door behind her and locked it, then walked out and around the school in an attempt to wake herself up.


Mirabelle Ami


Ami yawned and squinted at the window behind her - Sunlight was pouring through it. "Five more minutes," Ami muttered and hugged her pillow beside her as tightly as she could. "I don't want to wake up now." Suddenly Ami felt really cold - She noticed her blanket was gone. She looked over the edge of the bed and saw it on the floor, almost tucked under her bed. She pulled her blanket back up onto the bed and covered herself in it. "Ah, much better." Ami pulled the blinds shut on the window near her and laid down on her bed again.


Ami hugged her pillow again and tried to sleep... Minutes went by. One... Two... Three... Four...


No sleep came, however. In realization that she was awake for good now, Ami threw her pillow across the dorm. "Aw," Ami groaned. "Now I have to do things." She looked around the room; Aren't I supposed to have a roommate? I mean, I'm not complaining if I don't have one, but...

 

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Anthony gave the girl next to him a scowl. "Sorry if I offended you or something i'm just trying to get rid of this stuff. I make things sometimes when I meditate and then I get stuck with stuff like this."


Anthony pulled out the other glass objects and looked at her. "Pick one or don't but please try not to be so mean about a gift it's not like we can't just be friends."


Anthony was highly offended by the girl being so cruel towards him since he just wanted to have space to live on his side of the room.


Anthony gave a sigh as he turned back to the crystal girl. "I just thought i'd try to help but I think i'll take my leave from your friend here." Anthony gave a kind smile and a wave before turning to sulk off.


Anthony went and grabbed a bagel and cream cheese before heading to class to find a boy in the class. He set the glass corvette on the desk in front of him. "Hi i'm Anthony Garcia but you can call me Tony. who are you?" Anthony said putting a free hand out.
 
Travis observed that what he thought was her arm came off thanks to the boy named Anthony, though the crystal grew back on the girl's arm. “Oh.. I thought that was your arm." He said as he picked up a blueberry and ate it. He thought that it was a reasonable assumption due to the nature of the school, even though he hasn't met anyone else with an out of the ordinary appearance. The girl seemed upset over her arm being a huge crystal claw. “It’s fine, it’s fine! It'll eventually come off!" He said, showing off his optimism.


The girl called Cylva afterward asked about the power of him and the other two people who also arrived at the location. “Oh! My name is Travis. I'm not sure what it is, but I can at least do this." He said as flew thanks to the propulsion of the burst of colors coming out of his feet, with pixel like particles coming out. It seems to him that he will be doing this every time to introduce his powers to people. While floating in the air, he ate another blueberry before noticing that maybe he should offer some to the three peo- or rather two people as the other boy left for some reason unknown to him. “ You guys want some?” He said, offering his snack to the girls.
 
"Well, unless I hold it directly under you, where it would melt the skin of your bones.. But eh, it's not very reliable for combat.."


She laughed at the girl's initial enthusiasm. "Well, good to know I'm not alone, here. I've only known I was different for a few years, really. And now this morning, I've managed to do this." Cylva gestured to her arm. "Some people would call it progress... I'm not really sure what to call it, except for maybe inconvenient." Observing the exchange between Tony and the girl who had yet to introduce herself, she was awestruck, seeing how quickly the girl's mood changed.


Cylva offered a small wave goodbye, as the boy departed, and turned back to the girl. "Hey, you've got to start somewhere, right? I'm sure once you get some training under your belt, you'll be able to work wonders with it!" She'd taken almost an immediate liking to the girl, and found herself hoping they shared the same classes. "So, what classes are you in --?" her question stopped short, as she realized she didn't know the girl's name. "And I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch your name before." Had she even offered it? Cylva wasn't sure. Either way, she hadn't caught it, so why not ask?


“It’s fine, it’s fine! It'll eventually come off!"


"Ha. I'm hopeful!" She was confident that she'd be able to manipulate the crystal further, once she had a better idea of what exactly triggered the transformations. After Travis had shown what he was capable of, he offered her what appeared to be a blueberry. "Oh. I appreciate the offer, but no thank you, Travis. I'm not hungry."


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