Tension Rising - Main thread [Fight or Flight]

Shura

Shura

Pounce Ninja
A day after the attack on Winford Academy and the school was more or less back to usable condition. The academic and administration building had been patched up enough to be functional. The rubble around the gym had been cleared away but restricted to only staff. The mood around the campus was somber and unsure, many of the students unsure about what happened the day before. Rumors started to circulate as to what happened, that it was a training exercise gone wrong or that some disgruntled students from the past had returned to get back at teachers who had failed them. Even the students who were involved didn’t know the reason for the attack and were left in the dark all evening as to why.


After everything had settled Iren had a long conversation with Stephan about the group of metas that attacked and what it meant going forward. As much as Iren wanted to shield the students from the dangers of the outer world and its developments she knew it would harm rather than help. With the rise in rouge meta activity and most of them becoming violent and distractive over time the students needed to know how to defend themselves properly at least.


The next day started an announcement was made for all students to report to the courtyard after breakfast.
 
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Kojiro, or as some would call and effectively his future hero name, The Ogre, landed with a big crash onto the school grounds, close to Stephan and Iren. In his hand was the corpse of a red emblazoned body with even more red from blood. Several limbs were in ways they definitely should not be in. He was held with one hand so his body dragged along the floor. Kojiro's clothes were noticeably slightly singed around the edges.


He was wearing baggy jeans, some trainers and a grey t shirt with a black coat on that had multiple badges on it. As usual, the large muscle and height that Kojiro had meant he easily filled his clothing. He has to get custom made clothes because he otherwise ripped the sleeves of them or wouldn't even be able to wear them because of his shape.


The crater he created from landing on the floor wasn't too bad, seeing as this floor was specially designed for people like him. In fact, they banned having the gym on any other than the ground floor because of him having annihilated floors from stomping or punching the ground. The expenses were not light.


Kojiro stood up from where he landed and lifted the red body up and had a large grin as he walked to where Stephan and Iren were.


"I got one of those rogue's that had been wrecking shit! Blaze he called himself. Jackass even tried to burn me...well. Not that I could give a fuck any more as he's dead. Weathers been shit though, which sucks."


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Stephan


Stephan felt the ground shake as Kojiro landed and created a clear mark on the ground where he landed. Stephan heard the groundskeeper mutter a curse about Kojiro as he passed by. Stephan was glad to see him and frowned a bit when he saw the body. "Well, I can't say I am surprised." Stephan said half joking. Kojiro was quite the character and certainly not the one to piss off, as evidenced by the limp body. "I am glad you could arrive though, We will definitely be able to take advantage of your capabilities." Stephan knew Kojiro all too well and as long as he was punching someone he was happy. "I believe you may still hold the record for most damage caused by a single student, is that still correct Iren?" Stephan asked trying to get her attention.


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Ardghal stretched lazily as he looked at the grandiose academy that lay before him. The long car ride here had been uncomfortable, as the air conditioning was too cold and had made Ardghal sleepy and sluggish. Under the comforting and warm rays of the outdoor sun, Ardghal felt much better.


Ardghal's reptilian eyes widened slightly as he drank in the large grounds of the academy.


Fionne slithered out from under Ardghal's shirt and poked her head around before viewing the academy just as Ardghal was.


"Biggest place I've ever seen, and looks fancy. Why didn't you come here sooner, I could have been SO much more comfortable" commented Fionne to Ardghal with an annoyed voice, though a regular human being would have just seen the viper bob its head up and down before letting out a small hiss.


Ardghal did not answer, as he knew from past experience that responding to Fionne's complaints would just lead to more complaints.


"Fine then Mr. Boring, if your not gonna talk then I'll go back to sleep where its warm" pouted Fionne as she slid back under Ardghal shirt, coiling around his waist as the fabric of the shirt warmed her.


Ardghal sighed as he began to briskly walk towards the academy, a large overstuffed satchel containing his possessions slung over his right shoulder. Apparently, Ardghal was to take it easy, get himself acquainted with staff, get required things like ID card and all that minor stuff, learn his schedule, perhaps meet some new acquaintances, etc. The only thing definitive in Ardghal's schedule was that he was to report to the courtyard along with the other student body when the time came.


Ardghal began to just wander around rather aimlessly, as he was a new transfer student, he wanted to get a good grasp of the academy's dimensions and feel before making himself at home. The thought occured to Ardghal that some students would be walking about and curious about his presence, but Ardghal simply kept that fact at the back of his mind. The only thing rather strange about the academy was this heavy, somber feeling that emanated. Ardghal could also spot recently repaired buildings here and there which piqued his curiosity more. Ardghal had been informed that there was some sort of scuffle, but the exact details were unknown to him. Ardghal surmised that the repaired damage was caused by this incident and simply contemplated whether this place would actually be safer than his home.

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Iren Winford


The atmosphere of the courtyard was drastically different than the first day of school when all of the students gathered in the courtyard with excitement and joy for the new year. Now there was more uncertainty and fear which made the air thick with a nervous tension. Iren sighed heavily as she looked away from the group of collecting students somber still from the new of yesterday. Thoughts of the future weighed heavily in her mind as she worried about the lives she had been entrusted with.


A loud solid thud broke her thoughts and caused her to look up to see a past graduate student standing proudly with a ragdoll corpse in his arms. "Oh... joy...." She thought sarcastically though her expression remained neutral. She quirked a brow at Stephans reply, not even batting an eye at the fact that the man and brought a crops with him. "It's a record I rather not remember to be honest." She replied to Stephan. "Though many students try to break that record every year with out knowing it. Still its good to see you are doing well, Mr. Knoll"





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Kojiro

"Thanks boss!" He grinned as he dropped the corpse on the floor with a crumpling sound. The temptation to bring it to just a blood splat, but that would mean he would need a new change of clothes.


Kojiro towered over them as he spoke, his wide frame and height ominous. The teachers were probably used to it at this point though since they didn't seem bothered. He moved on to the more pressing issues.


"Soooooo what's happenin'? This place looks like its been to hell and back. An' I dun remember there being so many rogues. Not that I dun mind, its more fun this way!" He grinned devilishly as he spoke and cracked his fists. There was a lot new targets for his fists as of late and he was revelling in it. It gave him some new found fun from the recent complete standstill there has been which was driving him nuts.


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Stephan


Stephan didn't need psychic powers to see Iren's sarcasm. In all honesty, Stephan probably would have been harder on him, if he didn't have a soft spot for Kojiro, even if Kojiro didn't know it he was like Stephan's hard headed adopted son. He sighed walked up to Kojiro and placed his hand on his shoulder. "I must ask of you to avoid as much damage to the school as possible. We were attacked by several rogue metas, including the weather controlling rogue, needless to say the school can't take much more punishment." Setphan paused for a moment. "So please don't trip inside of the school, it might cause the school to be leveled." Stephan spoke in serious non-joking manner.


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Andrew made his way out of the building, letting out a deep sigh as he stepped into the sun. He hadn't got much sleep the night before, and it showed. He looked exhausted, and there was a deep slice on his cheek that had been stitched closed. His fingertips lightly grazed the wound for a moment as he frowned. It had been a long time since he'd been injured in a fight...


After a few moments he noticed Morgan and made his way over to her, looking rather somber.


"Hey Morgan." he said quietly, looking out at the courtyard. A few of the students had finished breakfast and came outside, but it would still be a while before everyone was here.


"You didn't get hurt during the attack, did you?" he asked, having lost track of her when the fight had started. He rubbed his shoulder for a moment, it was still sore from when he dislocated it. The teacher certainly looked like he had seen better days.


@Shura11
 
Mary arrived. She had been traveling mostly by sliding. Of course she had to take breaks, but other than that, it was a pretty efficient way of transportation. She saw Stephan, Iren, and the large pile of muscle named Kojiro. She remembered him. He was a friend back from when she attended the school. She'd practiced fighting with him once... She liked to not consider it losing, exactly... Just, uh... Whatever the opposite of winning was, that wasn't losing. She slid up to them, not moving her legs at all, arms folded. "Hello," She said when she reached them. "What's it like having your best student back at the school, Iren?" Then she turned to Kojiro. "Hey Kojo. How's it been?"


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Iren Winford


"That would be much appreciated, And please try not to over power the other students. Some of them are still recovering from the ordeal yesterday." the woman pleaded knowing the former student had a habit of accidentally injuring students.She turned to Stephan "Are there any other returning students arriving today?" Just as she finished asking her question she a familiar girl with pink hair quickly slide in their direction. She had a flashback of the day before and the manic speedster that was tearing around the school but it faded just as is appeared and she noticed one of the more 'confident' graduate students. She smiled slightly "Its very nice to see you again Mary."


Morgan Winford


Morgan sighed softly seeing the return of Kojiro already more worried now than ever. She shifted her gaze to the other students part of her wanting to have sent them home but that wouldn't ensure their safety any more than being in the school. She looked over as she noticed Andrew make his way over looking rather worse for were. She smiled slightly "Morning Andrew." She greeted. In all of the chaos she hadn't had the chance to make sure that he was okay, thankfully he was still on one piece. "I'm alright, I stayed clear of the fighting getting the students in the bunker. How are you feeling though?"
 
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Glaedwyn woke up and pulled off his headphones, going through his normal stretching routine, before reaching over to his nightstand for his sonic emitter, finding two undamaged ones just sitting there. He grabbed one and placed it in a drawer, then took the other with him into the bathroom. He turned it on and began feeling around his left side, which felt heavily bruised. He winced applying even slight pressure, and sighed. He felt a long scab on the side of his neck, presumably from the massive, high speed blast of sand. That would scar, but he didn't really mind, a scar would be a first. A few minutes later he hopped out of the shower and threw on his clothes, fixed his hair, did his other hygienic stuff before walking out of his dorm and down the stairs, unsure where to go.
 
Andrew shrugged a bit, wincing when he did so.


"I'm alright. Sore, but okay. I had forgotten how much getting hurt actually, well... hurt." he said with a little laugh, trying his best not to smile. Every time he did, it irritated the stitches on his face.


"I'm glad to see you stayed out of trouble... Though I wouldn't have minded some backup." he said with a little laugh.


"So, what's the plan now? I've been a little out of the loop the last day or so.


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Mark made his way out into the courtyard, not really having the stomach for any breakfast. He moved over to a nearby tree and sat down underneath it, staring at his shoes. He was starting to wonder why he was even at this school... He was useless in a fight. This was his second year here, he should have at least been able to do something worthwhile. Sighing deeply he pulled his knees to his chest, closing his eyes for a moment.


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Kojiro

He laughed out loud at Stephans jab, regardless of how serious it was. "Nah, just the building. I would need to trip twice for the school to be destroyed." He spoke in a definitely joking manner. Any further conversation was however interrupted by chief moonwalker and egotist who had a name that reeked of thinking she was perfect, while being too dense to realise it was satire. It hilarious nonetheless though so he never pointed it out. "Yo spaceman, having fun?"


"Well, better be beat up the people who try and break the school then! They better come soon, or I'll get bored..." he checked the singe marks on his clothing, which were actually minimal so decided to ignore them. Occasionally when he was bored he would even just randomly stomp the floor and cause earthquakes, though at the moment he didn't feel in the mood for it.


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The first thing that Zebediah thought when he woke up was: 'What the hell was I doing last night?' His second thought was: 'Ow.' The reason behind both of those thoughts was his location upon waking up; a tree in the middle of the school courtyard. The moment he woke up, he began flailing around in surprise as he was greeted with a mess of leaves all around him. Gravity soon took affect and the young meta found himself crashing into the dirt below. He noticed a rather startled-looking student sitting beside him and decided to break the ice. "Good....morning? The sun is in the East, so....morning. Right. Good morning to you. Hrm. You seem familiar, have we met before?"


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Mary

Mary smiled at Kojo. "Yes, we better. We can't let all these kids die before they become my biggest fans, now can we? That'd just be cruel." She was starting to get bored too, now that she thought about it. She reached into her bag, and pulled out a marble. She flicked it, speeding it up, and the marble went flying into the wall of the school, creating a small crater, due to its speed. "Uh... Oops. Sorry bout that."


Madison

Madison finished her small breakfast, then headed out to the courtyard. She saw Mark sitting next to a tree, seeming pretty depressed. She also saw that kid who was high yesterday... Zebediah, was it? Probably. She wouldn't forget a name that odd. "Hey Mark... You doing okay? " She asked. Zeb... Or rather, Zebediah, destroyer of worlds. You still high?" She said with a chuckle.
 
Sen Harper


The normal morning routine was made significantly more difficult with the constant pain in her right leg. It was especially painful when she accidentally put weight on it. The pain killers she had in her system had worn off leaving her in a good amount of pain. She could almost feel each stitch pulling the edges of the wound closed stretching it painfully. Showering was probably the most difficult to say the least but she managed on her own and with out opening any of her stitches so over all a small victory.


She wore her usual loose clothing, jeans and a long sleeve navy shirt. It helped slightly but she missed her hoodie which was folded on the dresser still stained with blood and torn to shreds more or less. Thankfully bandages kept the worn clothes from catching on the stitches so she was spared some pain in that respect. She brushed out her hair before letting it fall where it may still slightly damp.


Sen grabbed the crutches that Zach had brought her the night before making life a hell of a lot more easier but a bit clumsy. She knew it wouldn't be for long just until muscles heals enough to be able to walk no normally with out excruciating pain. She grabbed her wallet clipping it to her belt loop as normal before pocketing it and hobbling her way out of her room and into the hall. She sighed heavily before making her way down the cafeteria for breakfast. She was running late compared to yesterday but it wouldn't take her very long to eat.


Morgan Winford


"Wish I could have helped... if I would have been there..." She trailed off before shaking her head. There was no point in could have's and If only's. She regretted not being able to help in the gym. Not being able to stop those two student from being killed or any of the others from being injured. I churned her stomach thinking back to the two students who were found dead after everything was over. Casualties for a senseless act of violence. "Well... I helped all of the students in the dorms to the bunker. Thankfully the Dorms remained mostly in tact as well..." She muttered softly. Despite trying to keep a small smile sadness still darkened her eyes and dampened her smile.
 

Ardghal had just finished viewing the exterior of the gym, and began to briskly walk around it towards a new, unset location. In time, he found that, according to the small pamphlet that held the map of the school grounds, he was in the courtyard. The courtyard was a serene and placid place, with the well tended shrubbery emitting an earthly scent that wafted pleasantly throughout its premises. Ardghal breathed in, taking in the natural scent, and at the same time his forked tongue flitted out. This double smelling intensified any odor that Ardghal smelled, and the pleasant scent of the courtyard pervaded Ardghal's being. He also scented three objects that seemed to be people, two male and one female. He quickly spotted a lone man brooding under a tall tree while feeling the vibrations that rolled across the pavement made from the lone woman walking towards the tree. Ardghal spotted the second male that he could not see when he conveniently fell out of the tree, startling the other man beneath it quite a bit.

Standing so still that it appeared that he appeared frozen, Ardghal viewed the three people talk to each other from a small distance away with curiosity. Obviously these were students, and it seemed that all of them were not in pristine condition, as if they had been physically exerted to a breaking point or flat out injured. Ardghal quickly deduced that it was due to the scuffle before mentioned, and began to wonder exactly what could have caused such a sizable amount of harm to both the school and its inhabitants.

As if sensing his thoughts, Fionne stirred under Ardghal's shirt and slithered back out, coiling around his neck, her bristly bright yellow scales rattling over Ardghal's own smooth, grey ones.

"If you want to know what happened, why not just go ahead and ask them? I know that your about as expressive as a block of wood and your never one to really make friends, what with your odd way of speaking, but there's no harm in asking them if your that curious" stated Fionne in an encouraging tone.

Sighing, Ardghal nodded slowly before he calmly strode towards the three with large, even strides.

With Fionne curled around his neck and viewing the three students with curiosity in her mottled, emerald green eyes that seemed too large for her head, Ardghal introduced himself with his stoic, unchanging face,

"Greeting fellow students, I am a transfer student that has had the opportune novelty to be in these school grounds for the first time today. I am sorry to be intruding upon your conversation, but I desire an answer to a question has been festering within me for quite some time now. It is apparent that a malignant force of sorts has gone about and wreaked damage to both student ground and body. If it may not be an inconvenience, might I ask how such an event occured?"

If a snake could sigh, then Fionne would have as she thought to her self, "He sounds like an idiot".



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Fox sat in one of the courtyards trees, purposefully avoiding people. She had been told that she was worse than a Bear after hibernation in the early morning and was taking her sweet time waking up so she wouldn't accidentally (or not so accidentally) Mutilate anyone. She smiled though, relieved that most of the campuses animals 9humans included) had survived the attack. She was still marveling when mark sat below her. She was about to call out to him when she noticed his depressed look. Fox was a self aware person, and cheering people up was not her forte. So she sat back and waited for someone else to come do it. And her faith was rewarded a few minutes later when Madison came over, There. She thought happily, I'm glad i waited, Madison can probably handle this.
 
Zebediah momentarily disengaged from his attempt to chat up mark to respond to the pale-looking new student. "Well, my good sir, a small force of renegade metahumans simply walked up to the front gates and began trying to kill everyone in sight. There was one who split into at least a good hundred or so sentient duplicates of himself and a man who could control the weather. This school could use more non-metahuman staff to prevent this from occurring once more. Anyway, that was our class assignment for the first day. As you can tell from observing our rough condition, we have also been assigned homework. Pray that you do not have to undertake the initiation. Apropos of nothing, I believe I was high on extreme painkillers for an entire day. If you don't mind me asking, what species of snake is that?"


@Elegy
 
"It's a Atheris Hispada," Fox said while swinging down from the tree,"Viper native to Africa and very pretty." She landed and turned to the snake, "hey sweetly," She said to it, giving off a few friendly pheromones, "Whats your name, and whose your big buddy?"


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Madison began to answer the strange boy, but was beaten to the explanation by Zebediah. Oh... Guess they can talk instead.... She had been hoping to be able to get to know him, but now that they were talking, she didn't want to interrupt them. She had found that people didn't respond very well to being interrupted, especially not when she did it. She looked over at Mark. "So, are you okay, Mark?" She asked.
 
Mark looked up at the two of them and forced a little smile. He was happy to see Madison safe, so that was good.


"Yeah, I'm fine... What about you? How's your leg?" he asked, feeling a pang of guilt when he remembered having to cauterize the wound.


"I'm Mark, by the way." he said, turning to the other person. Zebediah?


@JustanotherRPer
 

Ardghal nodded as he heard Zebediah explain the situation. It appeared that the school's security was formidable, but not enough to fend off against trained metahumans well versed in their abilities. Ardghal also deduced that classes here would be quite a unique spectacle and would probably involve some form of suffering.


"Your recollection of events has piqued my interest and instilled a sense of cautionary fear within me. I do hope that you recover from your injuries quickly, with or without the intoxicating aid of your medications. Ah and while we are at it, what is your name?" replied Ardghal. Suddenly, however, a girl, most likely a student, leapt down from the tree and landed near Ardghal and the current group he was conversing with.


Ardghal widened his reptilian eyes ever so slightly as Fox swung down from the tree, having been able to become silent and still enough to avoid his vibration sensing. Ardghal smiled as he heard Fox identify Fionne's species, which very few people could ever do. Less than fifty independent sightings of the hispada have ever been recorded, and it was interessting that this girl would know of this.


Fionne nodded her bristled, bright yellow head up and down while ever so slightly shaking upon hearing the girl address her. Ardghal felt obligated to translate, and began to speak in a calm monotone,


"Fionne says, in approximate translation: My name is Fionne, and this is my pet Ardghal, who can't really do anything by himself so please take care for him. What's your name?"


When Ardghal had finished translating, Fionne undulated her body so that her back pressed against Ardghal's chin.


"Fionne also adds in that she does not sound like a block of wood given life like Ardghal, and that if she could speak like a human, she would be more understandable unlike the sub par job of translating that Ardghal does." This too Ardghal said without a single change of expression on his pale face, as if the words he uttered were mere mechanical operations that happened without thought. There was also the fact that Fionne always spoke of Ardghal like this, and he was largely used to these comments.


Ardghal then quickly turned towards both Mark and Madison and introduced himself with a simple, "My name is Ardghal and it is a pleasure to meet you two".
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Sang Jin-Yeong

"Yeah, yeah, you damn old hag. Just let me fly already." Julian slammed the door of the black sedan and shrugged on her jacket. "Sheesh, even when I finally get free of ya, ya still gotta be a pain in my neck." She thought about giving the car speeding away a special brand of Julian's rudest hand signs, but thought better of it. The doc might just tell her chauffeur to wheel back so she could drag the girl back to her office for more intense therapy. Seriously, though, how she talked and how she walked was of no...what's that word? Konseekuens? Of no importance to that hag. Julian smoothed her hair back and turned towards the school.


She didn't know what to call it. Whether it was the intuition of a woman (as much as she lacked the behaviour of one) or someone who got into far too many fights to be considered a regular girl, Julian felt the air stir with a tension like never before. Not in this school, that is. Something happened, and it was serious. The air felt thick enough to be cut with a spork and the relative quietude of the grounds as opposed to the usual vim and vigor that she experience the year before stood out far too much. She missed out on something, and it was something big. She made a mental note of bringing this up with her therapist. The hag always told her to bring up her problems in conversations so people could better understand her, and she was going to bring this up so much.


She wondered if she should just head on over to either of the Winford's offices, or slack around a little more. After a bit of consideration, which involved flipping a coin, she decided to roam about the school for a little bit more than that. The Winfords will have to wait.


Students were painfully absent from the grounds, and the atmosphere was as quiet as ever. Julian was starting to get a little agitated at the fact that there was really no one around to tell her what event transpired to shake the community so badly. Her irritation faded off as she caught a glimpse of a pack of students in the courtyard, all gathered under a tree. Man, these pockets of students were pretty hard to find despite having so many sticking about. She tried to put on a smile, which was also a therapist suggestion, though it came out looking as if she was constipated rather than showing a face that implied joy. She let her facial expression slip back into one of disinterested annoyance. "Yo, you guys--" she stopped short. Maybe she should really try the polite speech thing. "I mean, uh, excuse me. Pardon for the intrusion an' all, but, may I in...inqu...inkoir?...ask what happened here? The school, uh...looks...it looks like shit." God damn it. How did they do it in all the damn movies? All the suave words and the neat grammar and all that? She can't keep this chair-aid for long, or whatever it was called. One of the students seemed to have a snake wrapped around his neck. It would surprise her, if it wasn't for the fact that she had seen weirder students around.
 
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Fox smiled at fionne widely, she was probably the most eloquent snake she had ever met and it was a welcome change of pace. "Well fionne and Ardghal, my name is Fox Redtail and you needn't worry about your translation, I speak


Snake well enough to understand you." She finished with a little giggle at Ardghals translation.


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