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Margate Aiest
power:Entropy
location: bus
Interaction: open​
margate finally got to the bus seems a lot of other people had already gotten on hopefully they were not tired, since margate would just make things worse for everyone, it sorta mattered for margate awkwardly having to duck into the buss and walk past everyone half crouched so she didn't have to hit her head on the roof she scratched her arm as she headed to the back knowing that everyone would probably be looking at her as she sat down right at the back of the buss
 
Name: Camila Shillue
Power: Poison Manipulation
Location: Bus
Interaction: None
When Arin said that the bus was there, Camila turned around to see that the bus was outside of the airport. “....Oh.” said Camila, who didn’t notice that the bus was there until now.
She then just stared at the bus for a little bit before going there, since this embarrassed her. ‘I will not say anything about thinking that this was a scam.’ thought Camila, who just wanted to avoid bringing that up. She entered the bus, took her seat, and looked out the window. For she knew that nobody would talk to her, since she is almost like a ghost towards the other kids. ‘I wonder if I will make any friends in this school? Oh who am I kidding. Nobody would want to be my friend, because I might poison them by accident.’ thought Camila.
 
Name: Arin Hendrix
Power: Super Speed
Location: Bus
Interaction: Blackrose7 Blackrose7

As Arin completed his once over of the vehicle, he boarded and stood for a moment. The whole flight and most of the wait for the bus was so dreadfully quiet, he felt more compelled to do something to make passing the time at least slightly interesting, settling on conversation for the time being. In scanning through the people on the bus, he spotted one of the people he knew spoke English and sat down next to her. Turning to Camila, he asked a single question with a slight smirk. "Are you still sure this is a scam?"
 
Name: Camila Shillue
Power: Poison Manipulation
Location: Bus
Interaction: shadowstrikr25 shadowstrikr25
As Camila was still looking out of the window because of her boredom. She was caught off guard when Arin started to talk to her. “Oh my gosh! You scare me when you started to talk to me.” said Camila, as she turned around, and had a surprised look on her face.
Camila really didn’t expect for Arin to be sitting next to her, and to talk to her about the scam. For she thought that he would sit on the bus by himself. ‘Great. Somebody is talking to me, so I shouldn’t be too close to them.’ thought Camila, who ended up moving a bit closer to the window. She didn’t want him to end up being cautious around her, because of her poison manipulation. ‘J'espère qu'il finira par s'en aller une fois qu'il aura compris mon pouvoir. Mais s'il ne fait pas cela, il est assez courageux pour ne pas avoir peur de moi, puisqu'il ne sait pas si j'émets des émanations toxiques de mon corps.’ thought Camila, who forgot about her french. Because her superpower school did taught her how to do that, since most people do talk in english.
“I am not sure if this is a scam, since the bus ended up appearing. But it could be one, because it took them a while to arrive at the airport. Also, there wasn’t anybody else at the airport beside us, and a few staff members.” said Camila.
 
Name: Arin Hendrix
Power: Super Speed
Location: Bus
Interaction: Blackrose7 Blackrose7

Arin simply shrugged. "It's likely some automated process. Nearly bloody everything is these days. Why so jumpy anyways? What, you think my specialty is a deadly voice or something of the sort?" He took a moment to look out the window, admiring the beauty of the sun falling below the mountains before the bus turned and other bits of scenery obscured the view. A sigh was uttered as he leaned back into his seat, looking back at Camila. "Even if we're not ending up at a hero school, the view is quite breathtaking." As he gestured towards the outside. "My name is Arin, by the way." He extended his hand towards her for a shake.
 
Ulaanbaatar Mongolia
The stocky teenager smiled at the inquisitive boy and listen carefully, it was a polite gesture but she had no clue what he was saying. “Ghryp Veronica.” She made an attempt to introduce herself, using a name she commonly used with foreigners, it was easier on the tongue. She gave the boy an empathetic look, even with the language barrier she seemed to understand his confusion. She placed a hand on his shoulder and gave a reassuring nod.
Once the sun had completely set over the mountains the lights on the bus dimmed and their surroundings became completely transparent and the floor and seating reflected the sky above them, giving the illusion that they were simply floating along on the night sky to their destination. “Rrvagit yu mikoup. ” A voice came out from the bus not speaking in a language that any of the students understood. In fact it sounded like pure gibberish. The news did seem to alert Veronica. She looked down in disappointment at her right wrist, examining a thin silver bracelet. She let out a sigh and looked outside to see the dirt road turn into a paved smooth like surface.

As the students turned around a curve lights could be seen in the distance. They would soo be arriving at there destination.

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Power: Shadow Manipulation
Location:Mongolian Airport
Interactions: Talk to:
Mention:@aja maji One Mean Ghost One Mean Ghost

Darrick jumped slightly as the bus went transparent, looking around in both confusion and awe. As the scenery changed from the drab interior to the sky outside and the spring landscape his eyes couldn’t find anywhere to focus, the colorful landscape of blossoms and trees making the world look like a watercolor pallet spread across the landscape and the bus.

"This is…actually pretty Beautiful!" Darrick sighed softly looking around, his book lowered to his side and his hand holding tighter to the bar, grounding himself to the bus. A soft sent of flowers and pollen reaching his nose from the landscape, not sure if it was artificial or not Darrick was calmed from the soft sent.

Darrick looked over at Dante, sitting on what looks to be a cloud due to the change in bus scenery as the voice comes across the intercom, a string of gibberish coming across it. Darrick looked around the bus as the speaker went off, looking at the road underneath the bus as it turns from a bumpy dirt road to a smooth paved road.

As they rounded the corner, Darrick had to blink from the bright lights. A large gate was present at the front, and even with all of the snowfall the grounds were still green and alive with plant growth. Light shined off of the glass on the buildings making a kaleidoscope of color and lights around the surrounding landscape. A few buildings dotted the landscape, the bus headed towards the largest one, with what seemed to be a small grouping of similar buildings off to the sides.[/div]
 
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Dante

Power: GateLocation:Bus to SomewhereInteraction: Darrick DarkFoxAssassin DarkFoxAssassin
Johanna Gomenesigh Gomenesigh
Dante blinked as his seatmate inquired about the bean. "Of course you can have more later." Dante said, a little confused as to why she asked in the first place. "If you ever want something like candy or tacos, just ask." He smiled, even though she couldn't very well see it.

His gaze shifted to Darrick. "Oh, I didn't look. I keep all my stuff behind a Door in a pocket dimension, so I didn't bother checking any luggage" he laughed sheepishly as he rubbed his head.

As they traveled, the bus seemed to.. disappear! Dante blinked in shock and awe as he looked around him. "Okay, this is cool!" He grinned brightly as he enjoyed the cloudy scenery. "I didn't realize optical camouflage had reached this stage of development. There's not even any latency or lag.." he mused thoughtfully.

His eyes at last settled upon the school lights in the distance. "Looks like we're almost here. Hope for y'alls sake that no one forgot your bags" he remarked, so tempted to open a portal and get there faster. The excitement had reached a crescendo within him.

The stage was set, and the curtain was about to raise at last.


 
Johanna Everheart

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Johanna wrapped her fingers around the jellybean and held it to her chest, almost as if it were something precious to her and not a random piece of candy. “Tacos… is that another food?” Johanna sat mostly silent for the rest of the ride. At some point, the air had shifted and she could smell a light sweetness that clung to the air. It reminded her of something, though she couldn’t really be too sure what it was. Her grip on both her walking stick and the jellybean increased until her knuckles turned white, although that was not perceivable from under the gloves. A tightness formed in her chest and her heart beast faster. She didn’t exactly know what the feeling meant, but she didn’t like it.


“We’re almost there?” Her voice was almost a whisper as she spoke and then she felt it. The ride smoothed out and all feelings of the bumpiness had gone away. The temperature seemed to be dropping as well. She wondered what time of day it was. The more they went on, the faster her heart started to race. What exactly is this? She had no idea, but she knew she didn’t like it. “Could you… could you describe it? The colors? Is there a lot of nature?” Even her voice sounded strained as she spoke

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Name: Camila Shillue
Power: Poison Manipulation
Location: Bus
Interaction: shadowstrikr25 shadowstrikr25
Carry on bag: Portable Charger, Phone, Tooth Brush, Hair Brush, and A book about the different kinds of poisons.
“Not if you are in France, since we don’t have the automatic buses yet. Also, I am not jumpy because of you. I just don’t want you to get too close to me, since I have poison manipulation.” said Camila. “I don’t know if I can accidentally harm you. Because I never figured that out when I was in the superpower school, so I just usually avoid everybody for that reason.”
Camila looked out at the scenery from the window, and notice that there are lights in the distance. “Yeah. The view is beautiful to see, and my name is Camila.” said Camila. She then turned around to see that Arin wanted to shake her hand, so Camila took out her book about the different kinds of poisons from her carry on bag. “If you want to shake my hand. Please do it on my book, because I don’t want to take the risk of poisoning you by accident.” said Camila, who is very cautious about that. "By the way, what is your power anyway? I am just curious."
 
Name: Arin Hendrix
Power: Super Speed
Location: Bus
Interaction: Blackrose7 Blackrose7

"France, eh? Always wanted to visit personally. From Britain myself, God save the Queen and all that. We also don't have buses quite like this back home." As the bus underwent a bit of a makeover, going all see-through, Arin let out an appreciative whistle. "Well, that is bloody impressive." With Camila revealing her ability to him, gears began turning in his head, forming hypothesis and theories about exactly how things were for her with that kind of power. Still, he used the book to shake her hand by proxy. "Well, this is a nice change of pace." Once the proxy handshake ended, he stretched out against his now transparent seat before answering the question. "I'm real bloody fast."
 
Name: Camila Shillue
Power: Poison Manipulation
Location: Bus
Interaction: shadowstrikr25 shadowstrikr25
Carry on bag: Portable Charger, Phone, Tooth Brush, Hair Brush, and A book about the different kinds of poisons.
“Poison manipulation isn’t really that impressive in my opinion. All I do is send out poison from my hands in a wave like motion and being immune to all poisons. Then there is the problem with people thinking I could emit poison from my body, even though I haven’t seen that problem yet. Although, I do try to stay away from people for that reason. Because I don’t know if that can happen to someone.” said Camila, as her ears perk up once she found out what his power is. “Oh. You have super speed? That power is very fun to have, since you can probably run across the water one day. Heck, I wouldn’t be surprised if you run across the water, so you can visit me in Paris.”
Camila was starting to like talking to Arin, for he was brave enough to be talking to a poison girl like her. ‘Ce garçon est très intéressant. Parce que je pensais qu'il aurait arrêté de me parler une fois que je lui aurais dit que j'avais une manipulation de poison. Mais non, il a continué à me parler même après que je lui ai dit ça. J'aime bien de lui.’ thought Camila.
 
Margate Aiest
power:Entropy
location: bus
Interaction: open
margate enjoyed the bus ride so far it was quite enough and no one had suddenly fallen asleep because of her. the new wasn't half bad either unlike australia the mountain view was breathtaking she hadn't noticed the fact the bus seemed to almost disappear when she had noticed it she got up hitting her head on the top of the bus "damn it..." she then stepped forward tripping on the seat in front of her. "great this is stupid why would someone make a invisible bus" the weird gibberish caught margates attention she assumed it was probably just some sort of code if it wasn't a language then that was the only thing that would make sense. she got slowly tried to stand up a little, her head pressing up on the roof of the bus. she hoped no one had noticed her stupidity because that would be a little embarrassing.
 
Name: Arin Hendrix
Power: Super Speed
Location: Bus
Interaction: Blackrose7 Blackrose7

Arin rolled his eyes when Camila stated that people assumed she could be poisonous to the touch. "Sounds like you've been hanging around the wrong people. Next you'll tell me people are going to think I'm hyperactive once word gets 'round." At the suggestion of using his power to run across water, Arin smiled. "Ah, right. It's been ages since I had a good run. Probably terrible now, but I'll get better with time. Once all this schooling is said and done I might just take you up on that. You can show me all the sights, the small little shops and stops tourists don't usually know about. Would've gone for a walk about in Korea, but I had a plane to catch."
 
Fern sat back in her seat with an empty stare right out the window towards the step outside, her almond brown eyes drank in the sights for all of ten seconds before realizing all the sights were the same and she got lost in her own thoughts. "That would never work" she would occasionally murmur out her face hidden behind a sheet of blond hair on either side as she stared towards the window. She would occasionally lift the tail from the tops of her pockets to reach down and draw out a Cashew which she had stocked up on from the Flight attendant when she had been looking else where and had been nearby. Her voice would occasionally grow louder then she intended and she would speak aloud for all to hear. It was gibberish and obviously would only work in context with her own thoughts, after a couple of times she turned her head sharply looked around a bit almost confused before a small realization dawned on her face and she went back to staring out the window.

When she saw the lights she shifted in position, sliding over in her seat to glance out the front window and looking hard down the road to try and see what kind of "school" had invited a bunch of reformers to it. Her eyes looked particularly for fences and gates, hoping it was more of an open forum nicer school that was run by rich guys trying to make a mint off doing the right thing instead of a prison camp though she knew better than to assume such things and was definitely mentally preparing her self on some level for the people that would go around a bunch of kids acting like a drill sergeant
 
Name: Camila Shillue
Power: Poison Manipulation
Location: Bus
Interaction: shadowstrikr25 shadowstrikr25
Carry on bag: Portable Charger, Phone, Tooth Brush, Hair Brush, and A book about the different kinds of poisons.
“Well, I don’t blame them for thinking that I am poisonous. Because they have the right to think that about me, since they never know if I could kill them by accident. Also, poison is a healthy fear to have, for it can kill you in different ways. Liquid poison, gas poison, poisons that causes paralysis, and a few other poisons with different effects.” said Camila, who wanted to explain that. “I think nobody would call you hyperactive, Arin, because people don’t have a natural fear for super speed. In fact, they think that your power is awesome to have. I also can’t wait to show you around Paris, since they do make yummy croissants. Heck, I can even get you a beret if you want, and I bet it would have been fun if you went to Korea.”
Camila was actually excited about that, because she has never went out with a friend before. For she was always doing her usual things by herself, since nobody wanted to hang out with a poison girl like her. ‘That is going to be so exciting, since I have never done that before.’ thought Camila, happily. She doesn’t know that she was starting to get a crush on Arin, since he is so kind to her.
 
School grounds

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The arrival to the school was dramatic, once the buss finished its curve around the last of the hills the huge school building came into view, students would need to crane their heads all the way back just to see the top. The bus came to a stop, the lights flickering back on the doors opening. It was quite on the campus, the only one there to greet them were three females dressed in grey sweatshirts with red writing along the front and back. It was unclear exactly what it said, the markings didn’t even look like lettering. But some of the symbols did look familiar (For those that possess the journal or the young girls letter she dropped). Veronica was the first out of her seat, she didn’t not look happy to be back but she stepped off the buss and made her way left to another mass of buildings.


The three girls seemed to pay no attention to Veronica as they talked amongst themselves. It wasn't until the students made it off the bus that there attention was grabbed. The three girls seemed to get along quite well, despite the different auras they pushed off. The girl on the right of the group placed her hands on her hips, give the new arrivals a smile laced with judgement.. She moved her face over everyone before speaking to the other two girls

(Heather)

“Bech tif niyed orf gut belucitd. Morfing fahthalate busic minoi.” Her voice carried weight, even though she was not yelling her tone almost demand that you paid attention.. It was clear that she was talking about the new students ,and whatever she was saying wasn’t a compliment.

(Heza)

The second one to speak was a girl located at the far left. She was also eyeing the group but with a more curious demeanor. She giggled at the first girls statement before locking here eyes on Margate. “Tuig minto ellef.” Her voice was bubbly and simple. Not to much thought going in, not a lot coming out. She laughed at her own statement making the first girl smirk.

(Erica)

The only one who had yet to speak was the girl in the middle who had paid no attention to the group. She gave no comment just rolled her eyes and continued to look over the whole situation

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Name: Arin Hendrix
Power: Super Speed
Location: Bus, School Grounds
Interactions: Blackrose7 Blackrose7 Dumplingboy Dumplingboy

Arin shook his head as he heard Camila defend people's reasoning for avoiding her solely for her power. "Still doesn't mean they should judge you for it." At the mention of simply going around a city that she already knew, but was completely unfamiliar to him, he brightened up a bit. "I've been cooped up for so long the very idea of getting to travel the world is nearly unbelievable. Might have to take a pass on the beret. I'm not sure I would pull off that look.." As the bus pulled onto campus, he took a moment to process how large the place was. This was where he was going to be living for the foreseeable future. With the bus stopping, Arin stood up. "Well, suppose it's time for everyone to stretch their legs." Then he joined everyone else in walking out of the bus.

The sight that greeted him caused him to tilt his head slightly. Was Camila actually right and they had all been masterfully and expensively duped? On second thought, it was probably a welcoming committee of some sort. Unfortunately for the welcoming committee, he was getting really tired of hearing things in languages he didn't understand when he was expected to learn here and thus opened his mouth to spew forth undiluted snark. "Ah, Mongolian Mean Girls. Splendid. I would be more pleased if I understood a bloody word you were saying. Please, either speak in a common tongue or give us all babel fish." He may have been hoping for the second so he could understand every language.
 
Name: Mily Martin
Power: Spud
Location: Bus, School grounds.
Interactions: Er? I don't know really.

Mily awkwardly got up from his seat raising his arms wide in the air stretching, and his eyes darted around for a moment. Mily sat back down, he didn't really want to interact with anyone at this strange place he had been forced to go to, so he had a game plan if he hid where he was sitting (The back of the bus) maybe just maybe Mily could avoid everybody and head off to explore the new school. Mily was mostly interested in the school's library which he had only heard mostly good things about that. After that he'd probably head out to his dorms and sleep. Mily slid under the back seat being small it wasn't that much of a tight fit as you'd expect. He tried to breath as quiet, and curled up to make himself small as he could be.
 
Name: Marianne Odeletta Wintergreen
Power: Cephalopod Physiology
Location: Bus & School Grounds
Interaction: none
Carry on bag: Book, phone, charger, toothbrush, laptop, small digital camera, stuffed animal, one chocolate bar and a bag of dry shrimp.

Marianne had passed the whole trip asleep, only ever waking up when she reached her next destination. Sleepy getting up stretching grabbing her bag and walking to the next transportation. This was her routine for the whole trip up to now. It wasn't that she didn't want to socialize with the others, it was that long trip in any vehicle made her get a tad motion sickness and just prefer to sleep so she would not feel the effects.

The girl slowly woke up as the bus came to a stop and everyone started to make their way out. With a yawn and a stretch she sat up to look around 'think we are finally at the school..' she though watching the others get up and out of the bus. She waited until the bus almost cleared out before hoping off her seat and grabbing her messenger bag. After all she did not want to be squished in between the others as they made their way out.

Rubbing her eyes and letting out another yawn she climbed down the bus steps and took in the surroundings. A smile crossed her face as she noticed the stars up in the sky, enjoying the cool night breeze. "Wow" was her response when she s
Finally looked over at the large school. Her new home for the next few years, to which she feared she would get lost a few times.

Marianne's attention went over towards three girls who were standing by each other. Although she could not understand a word they were saying. Not being able to understand made her feel a bit uneasy, has she missed something? Did she had to learn a new language before coming here? She just felt a little lost now, as she gently placed one of her tentacles over her shoulder and heled on to it.
 
"You know I've never heard jibberish that sounded not only High Strung but also friendly in the same strange language." She walked off the bus smiling, her cold stoic expression broken into a wide grin as she looked to her new what she assumed to be superiors. Her voice was drenched in sarcasm as she walked up towards the new instructors only pausing only to look towards someone at random in front of her on her way forwards and whisper "my masochism is acting up pardon me". Walking up to them if she got so far before the one known but not to her as Heather decided now would be a time to strike slash use their powers on her before using more to what her ears could decipher as emotional Gibberish. she stuck a single hand out to her and spoke a little slower "howdy my names Fern" she said without even blinking. She was half betting this woman didn't speak her language and the other half betting she was actually insane. Regardless she wanted to see just what would happen so wrapped her glowing tail under the thick jacket and shirt to protect her ribs and heart in the event they decided to slam her in the chest.

She was a bit of a believer in pessimism, she believed this person was a dick without even knowing them. Her greeting, as well as the gesture, seemed Earnest and friendly enough especially since she had made an actual effort to conceal whatever she had said to the one person she had crossed on the way here. However, despite the apparent earnestness of her statement and action, she was fully expecting this person to hit her. After all, what was the point of politely grinning and exposing your chin if you were expecting someone to strike you in the side of the head

He deep brown eyes took in the women while she stood this close, going from one to another to see if their abilities were anything as visually obvious as hers. Not only that but also see if she could determine if they are right, or were seriously hurt perhaps regularly. A lot could be derived about a place by its inhabitance and she figured if she was going to go through the trouble of getting up nice and close with them she would take a look about them. Not like listening to them speak was getting her anything other than realizing that letter was probably just a different language instead of a code.
 
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Rosita Jimenez Choi
{Flame Control}
Location:: School Grounds | Interaction:: N/A

The day was already over and they didn't get to explore the school at all. Most schools had everyone come bright and earlier in the morning yet this one brought one tram through in the middle of the night. It didn't make any sense but it's not like she made the rules. Rosita saw the school come into view as they approached it noting how transparent everything was around her. She had a perfect 360 view of the area from the Mongolian mountains to the futuristic school. She thought about a lot of things in her final approach to the school as she flipped through the journal she found at the station. It was in a language she couldn't perfectly understand but she picked up on a few things. School, classes, names, and titles. As the bus stopped abruptly at the school's gates and the lights flicked back on she tucked the journal away into her bag ready to get off. A few others got off before her as they all stood face to face with this group of foreign girls. She didn't understand a word they said but she got the message. They gave them the same looks of disapproval as she did when she first saw them. How insulting. She thought but she knew the same could be said about the rest of them when she gave them the same benefit. That wasn't true though, she felt she was different from them because she asked questions and pressed for answers rather than allowing things to happen to her like the others. They seemed more like careless drones than heroes in the making in her opinion but that wasn't for her to judge. It certainly wasn't for these three randoms in sweatshirts to judge. Who were they? Some kind of welcome guides? They weren't doing a great job since none of them wanted to speak in a language they could all understand, that is, if they all spoke English. She waited like the others skeptical of what they had to offer when she was better off searching alone at this point.

Levi Garcia
{Mimicry Form}
Location:: School Grounds | Interaction:: N/A

Levi felt a bit dumb for thinking someone could help them, even the students that already attended were useless. He thought if she already attended then someone would speak a common tongue. He only shrugged with a sigh as she said her name, only understanding that part of what she spoke. Was this futile? Was he ever going to find answers? Most likely not but at least he knew what to expect from the rest of them. The bus seemed to approach what looked like a small city in size with all the flashing lights in the night sky. It was definitely different from back home but he wouldn't allow himself to feel intimidated. When the bus stopped the girl he sat next to all but ran off it towards a cluster of buildings to the left without saying another word. "Nice meeting you too..." He whispered with a crooked frown as others seemed to follow off the bus. He got off after a pink-haired girl with an attitude He wasn't particularly bothered that he couldn't understand a word those girls said since he was tired and annoyed at this point. He wanted to go to bed but then he remembered he left his luggage along with all his spare medication at the airport. Great. He thought knowing he only had the one emergency bottle tucked into his backpack that his mother recommended he bring. Good thing she was a smart woman because he didn't think he was ever seeing that suitcase again. Hopefully, we're going to the dorms... I definitely could use the sleep before tomorrow. He thought as he inspected the three girls. If he looked past the other two's attitude the one in the middle seemed like the nicest one. Obviously, he knew that wasn't the case but upon closer inspection, he found her the cutest. She was short with long black hair but her eyes were what won him over. They were different from his pale zombie-like ones, full of color and life. He stopped staring at her like a weirdo after a minute, turning his attention to the buildings around them.
 

Dante

Power: GateLocation: with everyoneInteraction: Erica Dumplingboy Dumplingboy
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She didn't know about tacos?... This sweet summer child. He had so many foods he'd have to show her... Then, she asked to describe the trip.

Dante's eyes seemed to glaze over as his head slowly turned to take in everything around him. As he committed the place to memory, her requested description spilled forth. Every minute detail, from the occasional dragonfly to a falling leaf was firmly contained in his description. As an artist with his paints, his words captured the world around them in astonishing detail. This was a side effect of his gift: an eidetic memory that let him recreate anywhere he wanted to Gate to in his mind's eye.

When the bus at last came to a halt, he noticed the trio waiting outside. "Let's go. I'll make... a bit of a shortcut off the bus so you don't gotta worry about the steps" Dante smiled at his seatmate. A Gate opened up in the aisle in front of them, the exit opening up outside the bus and in front of the trio.

He nodded for Darrick to follow, helping Johanna with the same practiced grace he did in helping her to her seat. Just two steps later, and the night air replaced the air inside the bus.

"We're here. Looks like we've got greeters.." Dante murmured to her, waiting for Darrick to emerge before he closed his Gate. It was a little disorienting for those not used to it, as you just suddenly found yourself in a new spot just by walking forward.

He listened as they spoke amongst themselves. While the language was unfamiliar to him, he was able to pick out enough to know they were mocking the new arrivals, particularly the tall girl with scales.

It seemed others picked up on the insults as well, one referring to them as "Mongolian Mean Girls" and another calling out their tone and using a language no one else understood. After they'd spent the day travelling, their irritation was understandable, but the tension was steadily rising.

"Aye dios mio..." he murmured under his breath. Things were already threatening to go south.

"They say you never get a second chance to make a first impression... Greeting new students with insults in another language you think they can't comprehend usually isn't a good way to start" he mused. At least the one in the middle seemed to at least have the decency not to make rude remarks.

Perhaps he could salvage this rocky start with a peace offering? Leaving Johanna with Darrick for now, he walked to the one in the middle, who seemed the least intent on hazing the newbies(Erica). "Please, stop me if I use a language you're familiar with. I am Dante de la Cruz, I look forward to working and learning with you." He started in English, but would repeat the phrase in Spanish, French, German, and Italian in turn unless she stopped him on one.

As he spoke, he reached into Door and produced a super soft stuffed teddy bear from the void to offer as a sign of peace. Jellybeans were his goto for making friends, but for superiors it generally worked better to try something less.. inherently consumable. If he knew more about the trio, he could have presented something tailor made, but given he knew next to nothing about them.... a teddy bear seemed like the safest option.

Or he hoped, at least...


 
Johanna Everheart



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Johanna sat there, clutching the things in her hands as she waited. She almost didn’t think anyone was going to oblige her, but Dante suddenly began to speak. At some point she had started to hold her breath and by the time he was finished, her head was swimming and she was probably swaying a little bit. She tried to piece together some sort of vision in her mind, but she knew it didn’t even come close to what he was describing.


She felt a sharp pain in her chest and she let out shaky breaths. She didn’t realize how much she hated being blind until that moment. Her eyes closed for a moment and the back of her hand rubbed at her eyes. They were a little watery and she mostly just smeared it around on her face.


The bus came to a stop not too much long later and Johanna instantly stood up, her head turned to the side to listen as the others shuffled along the bus. She guessed they were at their destination, although who knows that that even really was. She was glad that Dante continued to help her, although she didn’t fully understand why or what he wanted. She made a note she would have to ask him at one point. She wondered what exactly he looked like or more accurately.. She wondered how she perceived him. One of the things she had learned was how to identify others through touch. It was inaccurate, mostly because she didn’t want to touch someone directly and doing it through the gloves proved to be unhelpful.


She almost jumped when Dante touched her and she stayed tense, but it wasn’t nearly as bad knowing who he was, at least to a degree. She walked with him and her eyebrows furrowed when he said shortcut. She wasn’t sure exactly what he meant until they were suddenly on a softer surface, the cool night air clinging to her face. She stumbled forward, almost losing her balance but she somehow remained upright.


She was suddenly very scared, her eyes wide as she pulled her walking stick out to its full length and began prodding around with it. She didn’t understand where she was and the sudden change left her confused. She wasn’t even sure what to ask and even if she did, Dante was there for a moment and then suddenly gone. She bumped a few things around her, but she hadn’t the faintest idea of what they were and didn’t move from her spot. Both hands clutched at her walking stick as she stood there, jellybean lost in the grass.

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Mily slowly crawled his way to the front of the bus from below the seats. He hadn't seen if anyone was still on, so he just took the safe and easy way. Mily was at the front, after a few minutes of slow, and what looked to be slightly painful crawling across the bus. He stepped in front of the trio sighing. because he realized he was probably going to get lectured by the three. Martin realized he couldn't get his free books from the library at this time (He'd return them of course). So the short boy did his best to stand tall, and listen to the lecture. Mily had a big bag of trail mix, but he had made it from left over fruit peels and the such. So he began eating slightly darkened banana peels, and orange peels. There were also coffee grounds in there, but mily liked the taste of them. Nothing beats left overs!
 
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