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Clair O'Reilly
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Clair sat through the presentation without catching a single word of what the principal had been saying as a consistent ringing in her ears prevented her from doing so. Honestly, it bothered Clair to no end that she had fallen for such an obvious trap but then again it wasn't as if she didn't accomplish her mission. Never the less it bothered her very much so to have lost the battle of wits. 'Just who was this McClusky woman anyway....'. It wasn't as though Clair would get an answer for now anyway, what with her glasses circuits blown and her phone back in her room. Only time would tell.

Clair's ears were now getting beyond a joke, the ringing was only getting worse with time and with that came even more pain. Fortunately, the concussion was seeming to pass from her other senses but honestly, the ears alone were enough to cause Clair a concern. Especially the blood. And so following the closure of the ceremony Clair moved toward the exit and set about searching for the infirmary, albeit with a bit of a wobble in her step.
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Eryn Strider
Location: Ceremony Hall -> Infirmary
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While Eryn did have his earphones in throughout the entire speech, he did have the foresight to turn down his music's volume while the principal was talking. Listening to their speech with a metal backing track was quite amusing for him, to say the least. By the time the speech had ended, he had already identified the quickest route to the infirmary via the pamphlet map, as that was where he was most likely going to spend the majority of his time. When the speech ended, he was practically already halfway there before most others had left their seats.

As he made his short way there, he procured his identifying black arm bands from his pockets and put them on, illuminating the red crosses. These weren't made officially, obviously, as he'd made the LED bands for aesthetic purposes back during his time as a trainee in...the village. He quickly dispelled the thoughts he was about to have on that subject. Regardless, he preferred these to the simple white-red design that most other medics would use, particularly because he enjoyed how they meshed with his dark hoodie.

Upon entering the infirmary, which was expectedly empty as the entrance ceremony had just finished, he looked around and admired the various tools and pieces of equipment present. Much higher quality that what he was used to working with. He sat down in the chair behind the desk and span around in it for a bit, stopping as he noticed the tall white-haired girl entering, and removed his earphones. The first patient, already?

"Can I help you?"
 
Aron Roshelle
Aron smiled at the thought of a nice lunch, but honestly any type of food sounds good. "Sounds great, I know a good place, but i'm paying, alright?" Aron said. He would then sit through the rest of the ceremony, since he's heard the speech before, he pretty much took time to organize his thoughts. "alright, So today your going to get lunch with Siri, that's alright, before that, I'll get some workouts in, and maybe interact with some students. Then I promised Gavin that I'd get him dinner due to me losing a bet" Aron thought. And before he knew it, the ceremony was done, and everyone was already exiting the auditorium. "Alright, see you in a bit Siri!" Aron said before heading to his Classroom. He interacted with a few of the students who were lost on the way to his classroom, and even talked to a few of the students. He usually always had good interactions with students, most were super nice to him, going as far as giving him homemade lunch, though he couldn't figure out why this was. Aron would enter his classroom, and lean back in his chair, turning his coffee machine on, and getting one of those instant oatmeal bowls, and dispensed some hot water into it. He then went back to his desk and relaxed while he waited for his students to come.
 
Ariana
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Ariana heard a knock on the door. Opening it she found a boy waiting on the other side.
"Oh hello," she responded politely, though a bit surprised to have a visitor. She opened the door wider in order to properly greet the boy.
"Do you need something?" she inquired, looking the boy over momentarily.

Elaine
open to interactions

Pulling her bag off the back of her wheel chair she unpacked her stuff on to one of the beds and effortlessly wheeled herself around the room to organize her belonging. She finished just in time to get herself to the entrance ceremony just as it had begun. She stayed near the back as to not interrupt. Looking around as the head master spoke she didn't notice her sister. She could easily catch her up though later. As the ceremony came to a close she wheeled herself out of the ceremony hall to go look around.​
 
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Mai Fujiki
Shortly after Aron had brewed his porridge a knock could be heard from the door. The very same door that was opened moments later to reveal Mai who somehow seemed even more cheerful than usual. Entering the room Mai closed the door behind herself and offered Aron a friendly wave "Pardon the intrusion" before gleefully skipping over to his desk with a bento box in hand. Moving to sit opposite Aron on a front-row desk Mai offered the man a cheerful smile before producing the bento box in both hands as if it were some sort of important artefact she was bestowing upon him all while exclaiming "Tadaa!".

Sliding the box forward towards Aron Mai began to swing her legs slightly as she swayed side to side upon the desk she had claimed as a seat. "I, Mai Fujiki, have made you, Aron Roshelle, a bento box containing all your favourite foods!" Moving to point towards his instant meal Mai hopped forward off the desk and did a quick spin before continuing with her finger still pointed at the porridge " You can't keep eating that instant meal type stuff day in and day out! Not when you eat out almost every day anyway! Sooooo I decided today I'd make you some home-cooked food to try and break that habit of yours." Lifting the lid of the box for Aron Mai's eyes followed him carefully judging his reaction. The food inside smelled amazing and was clearly cooked with a high degree of skill. But time would only tell if Mai's efforts had hit or missed their mark.

"Well that and today I was hoping we could hold a joint class introduction" Mai added at last with a gleeful smile.
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Clair O'Reilly
It took Clair some time to both locate and make her way to the infirmary. What with her splitting headache, lack of hearing and the fact she was yet to memorize the layout given in the pamphlet. None the less she eventually found herself at the infirmary and after entering it was a little shocked to see someone, presumably, younger than herself maning the floor. Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea after all... No, no, no what was she thinking, that kind of thinking was the very thing she despised when she entered her own line of freelance hacki... investigation! And she hated it even more when she began software development for companies who had seen her as little more than a wannabe until proven terribly wrong. No, perhaps this boy was in fact skilled. Hopefully anyway.

Taking a seat atop one of the many beds Clair pointed towards the blood dripping from her ears as to notify the boy she couldn't hear whatever it was he had said. Furthermore, she moved to grab the small whiteboard from the base of the bed, typically used to write the name and status of the occupying student, and used the marker attached to relay more to the boy. 'Good evening, my name is Clair O'Reilly. I was exposed to a very sudden and loud sound which was directed precisely into my ears. The sound has left me concussed. My other senses seem to be recovering but my hearing is at a loss and I'd like my ears checked as a result. Also, could I have some painkillers for my headache and borrow your phone please.'
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Eryn Strider
Location: Infirmary
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After reading the whiteboard, Eryn already knew pretty much exactly what he needed, grabbing things from the cabinets as he made his way over. He handed a bottle of ibuprofen tablets (having assumed that she'd already know how to take them, since they were pretty much one of the most common painkillers you could get) to her alongside his unlocked phone, then sat next to her and started carefully cleaning away the blood in one of her ears with sterile cotton. He then used a small otoscope to shine a light inside, identifying the ruptured eardrum.

This was a rather simple thing to deal with, although he was somewhat dissapointed by that fact. Procedure for this injury didn't actually involve much action, unless the rupture was big enough to warrant surgery. As he left her to her own doings with his phone and the painkillers, he sprayed a brief amount of antibiotic spray in the ear and repeated the entire procedure on the other one. He figured she was the one who Alex had freaked out about for a brief moment in the ceremony hall before, and the fact that she couldn't hear yet also helped him to infer that this was a recent injury. Aside from the obvious fact that she had only just come in to the infirmary. Point was, he didn't see a very high chance of infection, so he guessed the initial antibiotic spray would be sufficient.

After that was done with, he took the whiteboard and wrote his own message on it, that being,

'Your hearing should return shortly, and the eardrums will heal on their own in time. Take the painkiller tablets when needed, but of course do so in moderation. Try to avoid getting water in your ears, and avoid blowing your nose too much. Check back here if the pain persists despite the painkillers. Is there anything else you need?'

, and handed the whiteboard back to Clair, along with a lolipop. He was straight-faced as he did so, seeing it as just another vital part of treating patients. In fact, at some point during the procedure he'd ended up with his own lolipop in his mouth, now visible to her.
 
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Ibarra Tarmaco
Interacting with Elaine

It's been 2 solid minutes since he tried to read the the most simplest word on the sign by the door. The boy wasn't giving up and he might go on all day.

Fortunately, his attention was diverted when booming echoes through the doors was heard. Ibarra's ever seeking curiosity had taken control once again, he completely abandoned his reading trial as his instincts tells him that something important is happening inside. Without hardly even a second doubt. Ibarra slowly entered the large room for the ceremony meeting and was greeted by a woman whom was giving the gist of the school. He arrived a little late but just in time for a quick guide. The headmaster seemed nice enoigh to even give out pamhlets to the students as a future refference. A nice guiding map but the problem is that Ibarra can hardly read the Pamhlet he was provided as he is technically iliterate and academically challenged. No murmur escaped his toungue and kept the pamhplet. Hopefully he could find someone to atleast help him out with this one. Despite the orientation given to the students. Ibarra is still left head scratching on where to go next. At the end of the ceremony.

Ibarra quickly rose up from his seat to try and go up to the stage and ask the headmaster as soon as he stood up the headmaster was on their way out and hardly seen again. Leaving Ibarra standing near the exit since he sat in the last rows of chairs. One of the first ones out of the auditorium. The boy checked his pamplet once more. Only to be bombarded with information that he hardly knew.


"In-i-infir-firm... Classroom... C-comfort room..."

The boy was reading the pamhlet map out loud. The struggle in his reading tone was obvious. He stood nearby the auditorium, figuring out where to go from here. Despite his lack of academic knowledge, his gut feeling has told him ask a bro out on a problem. Ibarra knew he was in a safe environment, so asking anyone will not lead to to getting killed right?

Eyes off the pamhlet. Ibarra looked around him for a another soul to speak to. Luckily, there is one. It was a girl seated on a strange chair contraption. Ibarra's curiosity had controlled him once again. Why is this girl on a strange mode of transportation? Who is she? Is she a student too? These questions lingered in his rather weak intelligent mind. Without a second doubt Ibarra approached the white haired girl to ask some questions.


"...uuUm... Hello. I'm Ibarra Tarmaco. I need help..."

The boy's tone was rather awkward and low, setting up his questions properly so he can be understood.

"I want to go to the next room. I don't know where is next. I'm looking for Seiho too. I-i need help."

Ibarra proceeds to show his pamphlet too even though the girl had one herself but he showed his anyway. If there is one thing Ibarra knows in social norms is that personal is a thing. He kept a distance between them but not too far.

"What are using?"

A mumbled voice escaped under his breath as his attention was diverted into the wheelchair.

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Nil Odo
Lone Pine Dorms
Interacting with: Peckinou Peckinou

Nil rose a free finger to her lips, flicking her eyes up to the ceiling as she considered that particular possibility. Skip the entrance ceremony altogether? Would that be wise? Of course, Nil's grasp of wisdom was somewhat limited, and the entrance ceremony was sure to be nothing but busywork and unnecessary rambling, so...

The idea eventually wrought a wry smile from the girl, her hand moving to her hip as she offered a brisk nod. "Y'know what, sure! I'm sure the others'll be more than happy to fill us in. Besides--there's no way they'll expect us to remember everything just from the entrance ceremony alone; I'm sure they'll go over it in class or, like...give us a bunch of pamphlets or something. Y'know what I mean? You're probably better at this whole first-day thing than I am!"

She spun on her heel, orienting herself toward the door as she flashed a grin. "I'm gonna go get a head start on finding whatever they call a training room around here--how about that? I'm basically ready as things stand, so why don't you just join me whenever you get your things together?" Insisting and then assuming that the other girl would be hot on her heels was likely an odd way of starting what was likely supposed to be a bonding process, but--perhaps for the better--Nil couldn't seem to fathom a scenario in which Ariva wouldn't want to come along. If there was one thing that could definitely be said about the pink-haired girl, it was that she had absolutely no idea how to read a room. Even so, she made her way to the doorway, waving casually over her shoulder as she stepped out of the room. "I'll meet you down there, yeah?"
 
Aron Roshelle
Aron choked on his oatmeal when he heard a knock on the door. He wasn't expecting anyone, and students don't knock, they just walk in and ask "is this Mr. Roshelle's room?", happens every year. Was it his brother? which one? So many thoughts ran through his head as he watched the door open, preparing for the worst. but, it was a pleasant surprise, it was Mai Fujiki, a fellow instructor. Aron sighed, "Hello Mai, what brings you to my humble domain?" Aron asked as he took another spoonful of oatmeal. Mai would put a Bento box of food on his desk, saying that it had all of his favorites, but sadly, not a drop of ketchup could be seen. Aron didn't say anything, since it was a home cooked meal, and he could tell that Mai took a long time making all this food.
"Wow, this looks Delicious!" Aron said happily. "and it's fine, really! I just forgot to get breakfast this morning is all" Aron said before taking a bite out of the food Mai made. It was pretty good, Aron nodding his head as he ate. "A joint lesson, uh, sure, I don't mind!" Aron responded before Adding ketchup to his food. Honestly, Aron Thought that Mai was a wonderful teacher, just new to the teaching experience. She had more time on the field than Aron, but that was only because of Aron unfortunate mission which led to him being taken out of the field and put behind a desk teaching kids. If it was up to Aron, he'd be back on the field, but the higher ups had no intention of letting Aron see the battlefield anytime soon.
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Clair O'Reilly

Clair made sure not to make any sudden movements while Eryn began inspecting her ears, she took her tablets with ease and was more than glad to have received Eryn's phone. Clair, of course, used the phone to find out what sort of information was around online about this McClusky woman and wasn't too surprised to find out that she was a well-decorated member of the task force. A Warrant officer and no less according to the public archives. After reading what she could Clair wiped her search history and placed the phone down carefully aside her. She hadn't been paying much attention to what Eryn was doing in regards to her treatment but now that she had nothing to do she decided to at least watch and see how good he was at his job.

Honestly, he was pretty skilled, Clair could hardly notice his delicate touches despite how tender her ears were at the moment. Clair was even more surprised to find him presenting her with a lollipop, how adorable. Smiling sweetly Clair took the lollipop from the boy and promptly undid it's wrapping before placing it in her mouth. Once she finished reading his message she was quick to write her own 'Thank you very much for tending to my ears and for the lollipop! You're very skilled, you must have worked very hard to get where you are today. Keep up the good work!'. Handing the board to the boy Clair moved to a stand before offering the boy one last wave and smile and with that, she was gone.
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Connor had attended the ceremony in full uniform, beret off to one side, the right side of his chest weighed down by medals, and everything neatly ironed and pressed. But that was to be expected of someone who had taught a handful of the staff that were now teachers themselves. That being said, he did not see many of the gathered students in front of him becoming teachers, or capable soldiers for that matter. Mess hall kitchen stewards, maybe, but not front line combatants. They have had it easy, every simulation they ran playing to their strengths. They needed to be thrown into the fire and come out the other side, better or worse, before he would pass his final judgement on them.

As the ceremony came to a close, Connor made his way to his classroom. The desks were in straight rows, his desk bare of all but the necessities, but at least the walls were lined with various Phantom blueprints and schematics, particularly from the Varyag company. The returning students would know that they would not be spending much time in the classroom, and instead be escorted out to the mock battlefield. Connor had always been more of a hands on instructor, and didn't much like theoreticals or hypotheticals.

As he passed by Roshnelle's classroom, he couldn't help but see that he had company in the form of Mai Fujiki, another instructor here at Lone Pine, who was sitting on his desk and swinging her legs about like someone younger. Connor did not say a word, only rolled his eyes and continued on his way to his class.
 
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Mai Fujiki
Mai was elated with the response Aron gave when he ate her food and even more so when he accepted her request to hold a joint class today. Moving to the chalkboard Mai began happily writing her name and Aron's up upon it making sure to also add some doodles either side to brighten up the display and make it less boring. As she worked she hummed a cheerful tune and every so often made slight glances back toward Aron to make sure her food was to his liking. Honestly, it was a relief Aron had accepted her request, This would be her third year teaching at the academy and the very first year one of her classes had been replaced with new recruits, that being last years graduating class, so it was great to have Aron for support. Even if it was just for a single class.

Mai soon came to finish her doodles and stood back to inspect the board as a whole before nodding her head in approval. "Umu, that will do nicely don't you think Aron!". Turning to the man once again Mai noticed he had finished his meal and so she went about cleaning up what was left behind, tiding it all up into the bento box before sealing it once again with a smile. "I'm glad you enjoyed it!". Once those words left Mai's mouth a slight blush presented itself upon her face and with it, her smile seemed somewhat more heartfelt than before. Turning her back to Aron Mai began to fidget with her fingers and after a brief silence, Mai spoke somewhat hushed "You know... I wouldn't mind making you breakfast tomorrow either... that is if you'd want me to... A-Aron...". Turning to face the man once again Mai shot Aron a warm smile before continuing "A.And if you wouldn't be against it... Maybe I could make us some dinner later on..."
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Aron Roshelle
"Thanks for the grub!" Aron said, a satisfied. He quickly scarfed down his oatmeal, because Aron didn't like to waste food, and took a few big gulps of water. He then looked at his chalk board, which had Mai's name as well as his own, along with a few doodles, which he thought was cute. He would Give Mai a head pat, common practice for anyone who's been around Aron. "looks pretty nice" He commented as he looked at the doodles. Then Mai offered to make them both dinner. Man Mai is so kind, she such a sweet heart Aron thought as he scratched his head. "I'd love to accept, but I promised my lil brother that I'd take him to a nice meal tonight at this damn expensive restaurant he chose, all because I lost a bet" Aron sighed, falling back into his chair. "but tell you what, if you want I can take you with me, my brother's a people person, and it's not like were talking about anything serious" Aron said with a smile. He didn't mind bringing her along at all, besides, he was paying , so his brother didn't have a say in if Aron could bring a plus 1.
"Oh, and you don't need to make me breakfast every morning, it's fine, I just forgot to have some thing morning, I'll be fine" Aron reassured her, he didn't want to burden someone with having them make him breakfast every morning.
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S. McClusky
Technical Instructor
Orientation, Lone Pine Academy

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When the ceremony was over, Siri paid heed to Aron's gestures as they parted ways. She had a particular smile donned on her face. Quite elated, the woman was looking forward to having lunch with Aron. It did not matter who paid the checks, long as she gets to spend some time with her respected colleague. While it probably meant nothing more than a friendly meal, Siri wanted to cherish the moment. She looked back at the man, as her cheeks turned red. But before all could be well, there was something else she needed to tend to. The white haired student from prior. Siri eyed the crowd leaving briefly, as uncertainty caught her off-guard.

"Eh? Aren't ya a light-footed one..." Siri muttered to herself, as the girl had vanished in a blink of an eye.

Reaching into her satchel, Siri had hoped to glance over the roster to find her. She only then came to a realization that both her devices were out of commission. She shook her head, followed by a long sigh. It seemed that she would have to do it the old fashioned way. Where would one go after having their eardrums harassed? Siri pondered briefly. The infirmary would seem the obvious place. Without wasting any time, the woman hastened her pace, bypassing the students around her, navigating the halls and wings before arriving at the medical office. Just her luck, she caught sight of the tall, slender figure just making her departure.

Siri took a breather and found a sense of relief that the girl had gotten herself patched up. After all, the youngster had an unspoken demeanor of pride - the most dangerous vice both here and on the battlefield. Closing her distance with the girl, McClusky broke the ice.

"Sorry 'bout your ears, kiddo. It's not common for someone to probe the network, let alone one with a particular gift in programming. Between you and me, this is completely off the books. But you do have my attention. I believe you to be a learner, not one with appropriate hostile intentions. So tell me, white hair, why did you do it?" Siri remarked, with an intrigued tone and visage, all the while brimming the tip of her field cap.

 
BLAIRE PHOBIA

Blaire and his new roommate was able to attend the Entrance Ceremony, well sort of, at least they were able to arrive at the part where the Principal talks about the school and its facilities, after it was over, the crowd of students were too much for Blaire and he got separated "Can't these guys fall in line or something" he complained under his breath. While he knows that the facilities and its staffs and teachers were in the website's contents, he just cannot miss out important information that might be mentioned in the Entrance Ceremony, for now he has to check the classrooms first which is unfortunate for Blaire since he really wanna see what the Training Room looks like. Looking at his account, his subjects and its teachers were shown "Mr. McKinley..." looking at the teacher's appearance, he is old, this might already be trouble for Blaire but as long as he does not do anything wrong, everything will be fine, the man that will become his teacher already shows years of experience in the frontline which is a plus.

After some thinking Blaire walks to the hall where the classrooms are located, he already activated the GPS and found the classroom he was looking for, for him that is. Blaire opened the door and saw two teacher, one who seems to be in her own world and the other enjoying his meal, he stared at them for a while before looking outside the classroom and saw a plate above the doorframe oh dear, well this is awkward he thought before bowing to the two teachers "I'm very sorry, it seems I mistook this as my classroom, please excuse me" Blaire respectfully closes the door saving himself from the embarrassment, he grabs his phone and zoomed the map even closer, the damn marker overlapped from its supposed location. Blaire resumed walking, along the way, he passed by Mr. Kinley, he hasn't noticed yet due to the embarrassment of his mistake before and arrived to his first subject classroom.

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Locations: Corridors, Connor's classroom.
Interactions: Grangrule Grangrule Soviet Panda Soviet Panda


Given that the only one that actually seemed to care about a random exploding face, Alexander sat down. Even that person themselves just sorta sat there. He couldn’t help but glance back every now and then.

She got lost among the throng of students and when Alexander tried to look for Eryn, the diminutive boy had slipped from view too. Blast it. He roamed around the exit for the hallway, but failed to spot either of them again. Would she really be okay like that? They did have maps now. Just to be completely sure, he wandered by the infirmary. He spotted both of his targets instantly, however, Eryn appeared to be rather busy. His roommate was a medic? Really now?

Alexander left them to it. Both appeared to engrossed in their business to really pay attention to him.

He wanted to check out the training grounds first of all. A quick check of his watch told him he had a few minutes. Plus they should be near the classrooms. A corridor down, then left, then-

He stopped and turned his head. In one very neat and tidy classroom, one wall held a veritable treasure trove of familiar schematics. Varyag schematics. He pulled out the map again to check who taught here. Connor McKinley. The aged veteran who looked like he ate stainless steel for breakfast. A survivor of countless battles and a slayer of countless Cesants. His teacher for the first class even!

A man currently headed directly for this very classroom.

The last bit wasn’t in any pamphlet or schedule, Alexander figured that out with his own eyes. He stepped aside respectfully, then followed the man in. Connor practically had ‘fair but stern’ stencilled on his head. Alexander liked him immediately.

One student made it here first. A leaner built fellow, who carried himself with an air of professional boredom. Alexander sat down next to the boy and looked back and forth between him and the teacher for a second.

“I guess we have time. Who are you?” he ventured.
 
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Mai Fujiki
Mai's subtle blush soon came to be more than apparent when Aron pat her head. Truth be told head pats were her kryptonite and whenever Aron would pat her head Mai would always feel a wave of butterflies takeover uncontrollably. Taking a few moments to calm herself Mai kept her back turned to Aron while she listened, the last thing she wanted right now was for him to mistake her blush for fever and fuss over it...again... no matter how cute that reaction was. Anyhow, listening to Aron and awaiting his answer did not help settle the butterflies in her stomach. In fact, the sheer anticipation only made her heart flutter that much more. The anticipation was slowly starting to kill her but with a swift strike, Aron brought that anticipation crashing down with incredible force, much like the sinking feeling Mai now found her butterflies replaced with.

'How silly of me... of course Aron would have plans with his brother... I got too excited, too ahead of myself. I was too ambitious, I let the excitement of a new school year swallow me up and now I'm reaping my dues... of course, I'd end up being his plus one... WAIT........... PLUS ONE'. Mai turned on the spot and found herself staring at something that made her heart all but melt, Aron was smiling down at her and he really had just invited her out to a restaurant with his brother no less! This was an unbelievable development! A date! Finally a date! A date a date a date a date a date! And Mai even got to meet one of Aron's brothers, the very brothers that meant the world to Aron! What a lucky day it was!

Smiling from ear to ear, fighting hard against the tear that was trying it's hardest to escape Mai hoped up and down on the spot with joy "I'd LOVE to Aron! Definitely without any doubts!". Moving to the chalkboard once again Mai began doodling even more and was humming a tune once again "What time? What place? What's the dress code? Do I need to bring a gift for your brother? Should I be early or late? Do I keep my hair up or do I let it down? Oh there's so much to do!" She exclaimed with joy. Completly oblivious to the student that had passed by the class.

Nessi Nessi Grangrule Grangrule
 
Eryn Strider
Location: Infirmary -> Connor's classroom
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As Clair left, Eryn read the last message she left on the whiteboard, a slight smile appearing on his face. It was almost time for class to start, so he put away the supplies he'd used and put his earphones back in, putting his LED bands back in his pockets as he left the room. He'd already passed the classroom on the way to the infirmary, so getting back there in a timely manner wouldn't be difficult for him.

As he reached the outside of the classroom his schedule had specified, he noticed others were already there. His roommate in particular seemed to have just tried striking up conversation with the other student there. Eryn figured he'd leave those two to it, standing a bit further away and leaning against the wall, and his lolipop still in his mouth. He kept his hands in his pockets and closed his eyes for a bit, though his fingers were still fiddling with the controls on his music player occasionally.
 
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Ariva Kilkaskia
Interactions: Nil _Line 213 _Line 213
Area: Dorm 201
1585950118999.png Ariva layed down in her bed dazed, waving her roommate off as they left the room, their conversation with the Nil girl who was way more outgoing than her seemed to go along decently to say the least, she honestly planned to get just a short nap before going to the training room to see how she was up to. Her sleeping in the day may be the reason why she was more active at night since she was clearly becoming quite the night owl now a days. Though she also wondered a bit about classes and how their first day of them was likely going to go, she would likely sleep through them on occasions to be honest. But she was smart enough to pay atleast half attention just in case a teacher planned on calling her to answer a question. Either way she planned to had her plans for sleep during the day remain a bit consistent and compromise mostly of cat naps throughout the day much like the one she was taking right now as she took out her phone and timed it to ten minutes before dozing off to sleep for a few moments.
 
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Clair O'Reilly
Clair had planned to head straight back to her room in order to rest her head but soon after leaving the infirmary, McClusky made an appearance. Clair wasn't all too surprised by this, actually, she had expected to be caught well before she had made it to the infirmary but alas it was due time she received a talking to. Turning to face the white-haired woman Clair made an attempt to hear her out but with her hearing still compromised she was forced to make some changes. Looking around quickly Clair identified a classroom and proceeded to check if it was empty. Once she had confirmed it so she waved McClusky over before moving to invite McClusky to write what she had said upon the board. Once McClusky had done so Clair read her message and wrote a response of her own after some consideration.

'My ears are fine. With time I'll make a full recovery and it's my own fault anyway. I do appreciate the apology but honestly, you needn't worry about such a thing. The reason I did what I did was actually to be noticed. You see, it was my belief that should I make a commotion someone would notice and investigate the matter. I made no effort to hide my actions so that I could easily be traced and found. I wanted to show off my skill. make an impression and as they say: No publicity is bad publicity.' Leaving the message up for a few moments to ensure Siri had finished reading Clair wiped it out and continued again 'As I had surmised someone, you, did take an interest and even managed to fend off my attack. Impressive, but again I'd expect no less from a military organisation. Which leads me to my real goal. This task force is at the very definition of military spending. The task force RND department practically has a blank check to work with and I want in on that. Phantoms are humanities most advanced weapon systems and I believe through my studies here I can advance down the RND route and land myself a spot at the forefront of developing the next generation of Phantoms. Hopefully, by the end of it all, I'll have a company of my own that leads the world in phantom development and brings the world a plethora of technological breakthroughs. All that starts here. With you. So I have a request, Please make me your apprentice and teach me the ropes.'
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BLAIRE PHOBIA

Blaire looked at to the guy who asked his name and just saw his chest, he tilted his head upwards slowly looking at his new classmate, as much as he can observe he is very tall and well-built, somehow he can't feel any intimidation nor pressure despite towering over Blaire. "Blaire, that's my name" he said straightforwardly, Blaire always hesitates on saying his family name to avoid being recognized especially those who have knowledge of the Phobia family's involvement in the previous Cesant attacks and their Recon specialized Arch Arak'nid Phantoms, as much as he doesn't want to ask his name, the awkward feeling he felt before got to him and tries not to screw this one up "And yours, big guy?" he asked before getting concerned of where the teacher might be right now, after all he has a facility in the academy to visit.

Dmitri Tolenka Dmitri Tolenka Soviet Panda Soviet Panda
 
Elaine
Vagabond Spectre Vagabond Spectre
Elaine wasn't sure where to at the moment. As she wheeled herself away from the Ceremony hall she was approached by a strange boy. She tilted her head to the side slightly at his introduction, a bit confused and curious by his manner of speaking and appearance. Does he go here to? Is everyone here so interesting?
"Hi I'm Elaine. How can I help you?" She responded politely, rotating her chair to properly face him as she spoke. The movement was a bit awkward but soon she properly faced him. As she listened to him explain his predicament she became more confused but decided she'd try to help him best she could. She watched him pull out his pamphlet, looking it over briefly, seeing it was just the same one she had.
"Well I don't know who Seiho is, but I can go around with you and point out the buildings," she offered. Catching what he mumbled she smiled sadly. What's with this guy? She let out a small sigh.
"Um, this is my wheelchair, it helps me move since I cant use my legs," She explained. She was now looking down at her hand on her lap still smiling sadly.​
 
Ibarra Tarmaco

The boy had a awed look on his face. Hardly making eye contact with Elaine. He did however remained eye contact during Elaine's replies. He even waved a hello to her upon her introduction. Ibarra had an innocent blank look on his face. A boy of curiousity and potential.

"E-Elen..."

He recited out loud. Seems like he is trying to memorize her name. Only to make up a totally different name that sounded similar. He is however able to get it right next try if he is to be corrected. Ibarra seems to have grown comfort of Elaine as she had a smile on her face. He cannot say why but he felt comfortable. He was confused himself when the girl did not recognize his roomate then again Ibarra is lacking the idea of recognition of Seiho. Asking one of the questions in his head.

"Are you a s-student too? Is Elen student?"

Ibarra has a strange ancient asian accent in his voice. The boy was strangely curious of the girl's condition as much as he likes to be shown around. The girl explained that the special chair she is seated upon is called a wheelchair. A special chair designed for mobility for people like her. Ibarra's point of view towards her condition felt like a new world to him.


"Ibarra do not know that Elen's legs don't walk like me."

He said as he looked at Elaine's unmoving legs and wheelchair.

"Like Ibarra's eye."

Without a single thought. Ibarra removed his eye patch to reveal a three marked gash scar that engraves across Ibarra's fore head to the eye. His eye was still there. Pale and dead, slowly rotting away from his face. A disturbing thing to see. Ibarra had made a simple comparison between their conditions. Showing that he is actually empathethic. His face projects a frown compared to Elaine's lonely smile. Ibarra returned his eyepatch back to his face and actually kept eye contact with Elaine.

"Ibarra is happy to be shown around. Ibarra is sorry for Elen's legs..."

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Aron Roshelle
Aron was very confused why Mai was so happy to get something as simple as dinner, but hey, Aron could understand why she was excited, free food is always something to be happy about!
"alright then! dress formally, this place is pretty fancy. I'll pick you up around 5 if that's ok with you" Aron said before someone barged into his room. "Oh, hello! class is tomorrow so feel..or just leave, that's fine by me, great, nice talk" Aron said sadly. he turned his direction back to Mai, "gifts for my brother....if you want to get him something, get him chocolate, the darkest chocolate you can find, he likes that type of stuff, but it's just dinner, you don't need to bring a gift if you don't want to" Aron told Mai. "oh and my brother may be a little hostile towards you, don't take it personally, he just doesn't trust strangers all that well" Aron warned. He gave Mai another head pat, "But my brother will warm up to you in no time, since your really nice!" Aron exclaimed. He gave her a classic smile, and decided to draw a few doodle on the chalkboard as well, which consisted of a poorly drawn cat, and Aron's Cannon, which was drawn pretty well.
 

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