Tension Rising - Main thread [Fight or Flight]

[Kharmin]

<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.3c7bc4af923b3588434baa6f3c9d3fd8.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29053" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.3c7bc4af923b3588434baa6f3c9d3fd8.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> "Zebediah," Kiara said lightly, "I've been getting foul looks for almost my entire life. Trust me: it really doesn't bother me. I've long past worrying about what other people think of me."


She relaxed her stance now that the slab of metal had been jammed back into the ground. Again, she felt somewhat inadequate amongst these other students. Zebediah and his latest display, and Teru with his array of assault weaponry made significantly more formidable opponents than Kiara and her simple repulsion tricks.


And their talents didn't make an awful stench, either, which was even more reason for Kiara to limit her exposure to her own, damned talent. No, it wasn't fair. She'd had a terrible life, after her parents died, and was stuck with a talent that would be almost useless when the next wave of psychotic meta arrived.


Kiara glanced up at Teru over the rims of her sunglasses. Maybe he was the balance – the one, good thing in her life to make up for all of the shit she's endured?


She sincerely hoped so.


@PicaPirate


@The Out Of World


@Robin man

 

[Robin man]

Malcolm listened. Even though he'll probably forget about it by this time tomorrow. "Interesting. Can anyone use this material? Because I would like to add a weapon made out that. Although I could only have it as one shape." This material was really impressive. He would love if he could add that in his already large collection of weapons.


@The Out Of World

 

[theunderwolf]

"Ha!" Fox said jumping to another tree, "Trust me buddy you don 't appreciate metal weapons til you break a claw off. And tell me who can shoot fire when a dagger is impaled in their thought faster than the eye can see?"


@Alex Phalin


@Shura

 

[Sir Raime]

"Oh, anyone can get their hands on tungsten, my father just gets it a price better than what the market normally offers. Having friends in the metalworking industry has its benefits. Fair warning, tungsten coating is heavy as hell; I can't normally lift this without using my power. Then again, this big thing is heavy, so maybe a straight sword or something would be better. I think that this stuff is used in railguns as ammo, but I'm not sure. Anyway, Kiara, the offer still stands, whether or not you care of their opinions." Zebediah said to the group.


@Kharmin


@Robin man

 

[Kharmin]

<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.64461d6b542d439c72151ae01b5806f4.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29054" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.64461d6b542d439c72151ae01b5806f4.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> "Um, ok," Kiara said. "Uh, thanks, Zebediah. I will keep that in mind." Actually, she had no intention of asking for his help as random and chaotic as he appeared to be. Zebediah's help might end up being more of a hindrance, but she thanked him all the same.


She glanced around the courtyard and saw a few of the other students starting to gather up and head toward the classroom building. The morning sun that had hidden behind early, grey clouds continued its struggle to pierce the overcasting blanket and pour out its warmth on the ground below. A cool breeze from the north predicted rain in the near future, despite the strong efforts of the sun.


"Maybe we should start heading over," Kiara suggested to Teru. "The sooner we get this started, the sooner it will be over."


@PicaPirate

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper


"Most times a knife is all you need..." Sen reminded not really wanting to point out the fact that all the clones only had a knife and were able to do more than enough damage to most of the students. "Still I'm sure you'll learn new ways to use your power." She reassured moving down the pathways and into the academic building. The overall structure was still more or less intact.


She wandered her way through the main hall and branched down one of the smaller corridors which lead into other class rooms. However there were only one door on each side of the hall. She saw the room number 101 and opened the door. The room its self was massive almost like some kind of auditorium just minus the stadium seating that was usually found in these kinds of rooms. There was several seams with in the wall which suggest the seats were actually hidden away behind the off white enforced walls. The ceilings were high up and there was plenty of room to practice. The only sign that this might have been a classroom at some point was a projector hooked up to the ceiling and a projector screen wound up.


There didn't seem to be anyone else in the class room, which didn't surprise Sen since there was still an hour until class and everyone looked to be showing off in the courtyard.

 

[GeneralZod]

Nikolas


Nikolas had decided to walk to class for once, exercise was always good. He took a bite of his breakfast hotpocket while walking to class. It had been a bad morning for him, his hairbrush had broken, ran out of toothpaste, microwave didn't actually heat up the hotpocket and his radio fell off his night table and broke into pieces. If he couldn't teleport he wouldn't have been able to quickly pick up a new comb and toothpaste. His hotpocket had also been cooked in a fellow teacher's room. Nikolas teleported to the room he needed to be in right before some people arrived, though he still had a mouthful of hotpocket when they showed up so he choked down a very unchewed bite of hotpocket. His eyes watering a bit as he felt the bite go down very uncomfortably he still managed to greet the students. "Hello."

 

[Robin man]

Malcolm nodded at the statement. "If you can make me a simple sword with it I'll be happy. And make sure it doesn't weigh more then 220 lbs. Because strength is not my power." He looked over at the student that suggested on going inside. "As your possible teacher I agree. Lead the way students, please." Even though he'll forget possibly.


@The Out Of World


@Kharmin

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper


Sen jumped slightly as someone suddenly appeared out of thin air in some kind of distress. He was dressed in rather odd clothing but it helped in realize that he was one of the teachers from the Gym. "Oh.. uh Hi..." She replied moving further into the room "Are you okay?" She asked noting that his eyes were watery and his voice seemed more horse than she remembered.

 

[GeneralZod]

Nikolas


Nikolas had finally settled before responding to the student. "I am fine, you only caught me by surprise, that is all. I had not expected anyone to arrive this early. If I may ask though what is your name?" He took another bite of hotpocket waiting for the student to respond, if he recalled she could manipulate metal, which was quite the useful power. Nikolas had noticed she had been injured on one leg but was unsure of what the injury actually was. He looked at her leg and decided to ask her if she had been caught in the battle or if she was injured from something else. "If I may ask, what happened to your leg? Were you one of the brave students who assisted in defending the school?"

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper


"Sen Harper" She replied. She had to introduce her self so often to teacher it at this point it was an automatic response. Teachers usually had some sort of list of students,just wasn't sure whether it was by last name or first. She glanced down at her leg as he asked about it. It wasn't exactly hard to tell she was hurt some how considering she was favoring her left leg over her right one more. "Yeah, I was caught in the gym when it was attacked. I was stabbed in the leg and shoulder." She informed her hand brushing against the left shoulder as she explained. It was better to let him know before being asked to do something that would just aggravate her injuries. Sen wasn't exactly sure as to why people kept thinking she defended the school, she really only defended herself by trying not to die.


@Godman873

 

[Elegy]

Ardghal sighed as he walked towards the class building. He had not talked to anyone in this school, and Fionne was now constantly berating him for this. It was a good thing that she was now asleep, coiled peacefully around his waist. She was probably tired from her excursions out at night, where she hunted down rodents or explored more of the campus. Although Fionne lived within the confines of civilization, she still liked to "be natural" as she called it. Ardghal never worried about her because Fionne was an intelligent and capable viper who could be trusted to avoid danger and be reasonable. Ardghal still elicited a few odd stares here and there as his strange appearance was observed, but it had become remarkably less now as people got used to him. It seemed that few of the students here were actually born genetically with their power as a part of their bodies. Because Ardghal had never bothered to pursue connections with anyone, everybody left him to his comfortable solitude. And in any case, Ardghal never wanted to talk or had any desire or dislike for friendship or whatever, so he simply sat his time at Winford through, observing everything with fine detail but never really attempting to change these details - Quite like an aspect of nature.

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[Kharmin]

<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.5267c0fe13671c5f4cfac851c662c508.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29083" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.5267c0fe13671c5f4cfac851c662c508.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Kiara strolled toward the classroom building, her hands in her pockets and her eyes cast down. Obviously, she wasn't looking forward to taking class and her posture made that clearly evident. She sighed heavily, resigned to her fate knowing that her talent was nowhere near as complex or powerful as so many others she had witnessed since her arrival at the academy.


As she and Teru entered the main foyer, Kiara noted that the welcome banners and other decorations still hung, although after the attack on the school their sentiment held a more eerie foreboding. Lifeless and dulled in color from the overcast morning sky, the banners cast a veritable pall over the quiet, still foyer.


Kiara shuddered, reached out and grasped Teru's hand. "I – I don't like this place," she said quietly and with hesitation, as if she were afraid to stir up the shadows that peered hauntingly at them from the corners and rafters of the room.


She took a breath to steel herself and then walked along with Teru toward their classroom. Unlike the decorated foyer, the hallways followed the same, dull pattern of paint and evenly spaced fluorescent lighting as the dormitory. Their shoes echoed softly as they progressed down the hall in absence of any other students.


They arrived at room 101 and, without preamble, opened the door and entered the large, auditorium sized room. Only a few students were early, one of which Kiara recognized as Sen. Behind her sunglasses, Kiara rolled her eyes at their luck. She gave Teru's hand a light squeeze and then released it.


Seeing no seats, on the floor or the ceiling, Kiara edged back to the rear wall of the room and leaned casually against it. She crossed her arms and waited for ... something ... to happen.


@PicaPirate


@Godman873


@Whomever else is early to class

 

[PicaPirate]

Teru

He sighed and nodded to Kiara to move. At this point he had no idea how to answer this man, for his spontaneity made it difficult to interpret his train of thought.


"Well, we'll see you then I suppose at class. We're going to go now, so as to avoid congestion later."


Kiara tightened around his hand while walking, as though fearing their surroundings. It was of no surprise to him, the building was literally a cell. Teru hoped the classrooms were different.


He held her hand with it around her waist, as though to be secure for her.


Teru walked with Kiara to the classes, already pouring in with students. The class was odd in that it had no chairs. He supposed it was designed for combat exercises. Sen was noticeable from the distance with the teacher they had for the ability displays.


He stayed beside Kiara, though in a more relaxed position. He didn't feel too pressured. Maybe he had just gotten used to large pressuring crowds.


@Kharmin


@Everyoneelseinthegym?


Sent from my stone tablet using Tapatalk because I used a Tardis.

 

[GeneralZod]

Nikolas


Nikolas looked at her. "Well I apologize you had sustained some injuries while defending the school but we will work with you to help prevent it from happening further." Nikolas spoke happily in an upbeat mood trying to get the day started with a good attitude. As he was still fixed on Sen's leg he realized she might want a chair to ease her leg. He disappeared to a nearby class room and reappeared with a lightweight chair as he placed it behind her before teleporting back to his original spot. "Sit down, please. It will make the wait much more tolerable if you do not have to put weight on your injured leg. Now If I recall you can actually manipulate metal, what exactly is your current limitation of what you can do with your power?"


Spotting the new arrivals. "Hello Teru and-" Nikolas paused trying to remember the name of the girl he was with. "Kristen?" He struggled to remember. "I apologize ahead of time, I am bad with names." Nikolas decided he could try to explain what they were going to do. "For the first class you will all be focusing on hitting dummies with your powers. Though, in an effort to make it educational and require effort, you will use the biggest yet most focused hit you can use that won't destroy the school any further but we won't be starting the exercise just yet. Please talk amongst yourselves."

 

[Wrath Of Athena]

Madison woke up to her alarm, and immediately instinctively reached over to press the snooze button, before realizing it was 8. Time for breakfast! She sat up in bed, then stood up. She stretched for a bit, then opened her door and walked out. She began walking towards the stairs, but then changed her mind and walked towards Mark's room. She didn't want him to skip breakfast again. Especially with more power practice happening, she didn't want him to be too tired because he skipped his first meal. She knocked on his door a few times, then asked "Do you wanna come get some breakfast?"


@Alex Phalin

 

[Robin man]

Malcolm followed the students through the empty and destroyed halls. He kept thinking to himself. 'Did this people put up a real fight?' He had no idea on who do it, nor did he care to remember. He fought several people with powers before and he could tell that it didn't end this bad.


The list on his back counts forty-five wins and three losses. That's one of the few things he cared and he got a tattoo. And he's got a feeling that one of the list is gonna go up. Which list however? That's up to the students.


Once to the room he walked up to the front of the room. "Morning students. I'm Malcolm Aulay. I'm not gonna bother with names, because I am the worst when it comes to names. Nothing personal." He leaned against the wall. "Would any of you kindly explain what happened the other day?"


(Everyone that's in the classroom.)

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper


Sen stared at the professor as he suddenly blinked out of existence then back in with a chair, leaving behind a metallic twang every time. She really wasn't expecting a chair when she said she was hurt, a wall would have done her just fine. Still the chair was metal which might do her some good if she had to use her powers. She didn't sit down just yet instead turning to answer the asked question, until Teru and Ms. Rebel showed up. Of coarse they would show up this early. She simply glanced their way before returning her gaze to the teacher not really wanting to pay much attention to them. If she could get through the whole class with out having to it would be a small victory.


"Yeah, I can manipulate metal, mostly just molding it and moving it. Biggest thing I can move is a solid door." She informed quietly not really feeling the need to announce it to the whole room. Though it didn't a whole lot since one of the older metas burst in announcing his presence and asking what happened during the attack. She quirked an eye brow slightly before looking to the teacher not really wanting to go over all the details of the day before herself.

 

[Procculus]

"Outta the way, I'm comin' through!" Julian tore off another piece of her sandwich with her teeth, as she barrelled through the scores of students that were ahead of her. She was a fairly simple gal. Anything else but a beeline to her objective was probably inconceivable to her. She ran up at top speed, and slammed her shoulder onto the door of the classroom, sending it flying open with a resounding slam.


"I'M SO HYPED. I got up early just for this lesson, man! I'm pra...praktikali bursting with synergy for this one! I don't wanna miss the next fight, and I don't wanna stop learnin' this power thing!" She pointed a finger at the teacher ahead of her, her rather simple mind recognising him as Mister Nikolas. "Alright, teach, let's get this show on the road! Let's hit stuff! What'm I gonna hit today?"


@Godman873


@Probably whoever is there

 

[GeneralZod]

Nikolas


There was something about the student Nikolas was talking to that he liked, he couldn't place his finger on it though. His memory did serve him well though, she was the metal manipulator. A moment later a graduated student burst through the doors and certainly made his presence known. He looked over and frowned, this man seemed to be rude and had an air of self-righteousness and if there was anything Nikolas hated it was self-righteousness. He looked over to the graduate student deciding to elaborate what happened. "School was attacked by five rogue metas. One could move at sonic speed, one had weather control, one had super strength, one could duplicate himself and finally body manipulation. The school sustained damage because we were caught off guard and the teachers were trying to protect the students."


Nikolas's attention was immediately turned to the speedster who rushed into the area overly excited. "Hello, please relax as we are going to wait for more students to come before we 'hit things'." He said as he formed air quotes with his fingers around the words 'hit things'.

 

[Robin man]

Malcolm looked and nodded. "I guess you're one if those teachers? I'm apparently your assitant. Malcolm Aulay, a graduate from this academy seven years ago. I don't know if you were working here at the time or not."


@Godman873

 

[Procculus]

Wait wait wait wait wait. Always with the waiting. Always with the stick around, don't do anything yet, Julian, treatment. She waited long enough, almost a year, at that stinking office. The whole static thing didn't run with Julian. She craved to tear something apart, destroy and crush. The mentioning of the metas did not soothe her either. A guttural growl rose from her throat, and her muscles tensed slightly, her pupils narrowing.


Julian took in deep breath, then exhaled, her eyes returned to normal, and she gave a sheepish look at Nikolas, rubbing her neck. "Heh. Yeah, I suppose dat's true. You're Mister Nikolas, right? Uh...what exactly is our....itine...iti..itinuhruhruy?...plan for today? As in, what you gon' teach, teach?"


@Godman873

 

[Elegy]

Vladislav looked out at the motley group of students before him. They were woefully unprepared for large scale attacks that could threaten their lives. Exeptionally few of them had a powerful will to survive that was born only through death stained hardships, and of course this unique will could not be developed in training. However, the very purpose of training was to make sure one lived through these hardships to gain this will to survive. Vladislav rubbed his chin as he contemplated whether to enforce his rigorous training regimen or not, but he decided against it. Some of the students were rather banged up due to the attack and probably would not survive through the training if Vladislav had his way. He would be lenient this day and follow the other teacher's methods, as he had been here longest and would know best.

Vladislav eyed Malcolm enter and begin to speak with Nikolas.

"Good morning Nikolas, I am Vladislav, a graduated student. Considering your experience in teaching here, I am honored to work beside you my friend." said Vladislav respectfully.

"Good day Malcolm my good man, I hope your sleep was comfortable as it seems we have a long day training these students ahead of us. Your memory serving you well?" stated Vladislav casually, his tone light and amiable. Vladislav's mind began to drift to his personal collection of swords which he held in his mansion. They were all extremely well made and exceptionally expensive, being more decorations than weapons. Many of them were bejeweled and coated with a sparkling sort of varnish to heighten their aestheteic appeal, and some of them had wild designs that made them impractical to wield. Nonetheless, the massive collection of over a hundred swords, all shining like the stars in the sky, would leave most visitors at awe. Vladislav had considered bringing his entire collection over, but they were all precious and not fit for combat. As such, Vladislav had only brought his personally crafted swords that were made with fine skill, but not decorated as they were swords that Vladislav had attempted to recreate from the rolling plain of swords he always dreamed of. The swords that Vladislav himself forged were all made from combat, and they had eclectic origins spanning the entire globe. It appeared that since they indirectly represented the swords in Vladislav's dream, they were able to be more easily reinforced and customized.

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[GeneralZod]

Nikolas


A second graduate student greeted Nikolas as the other student kept chatting. He focused on the student's question first. "We will be going over offensive power training, nothing more nothingless." Nikolas looked to Vladislav and nodded respectfully. "Nice to meet you Vladislav." Nikolas sighed and looked around at the area and not enough students had shown up yet, it was still about forty minutes until class officially started and if more students did not show up before Nikolas might have to make note of them skipping. Finally he addressed Malcolm. "Yes I am the teacher, persay." In all honesty Nikolas was just an assistant teacher but Dex had been strangely missing since the attack.

 

[Robin man]

Malcolm chuckled. "Morning. Vladislav? Yeah I got that right." He said thinking. He was sure he got hid name right. Goodness he could barely remember his own name some days. That's why he wrote his name in big letters in his bedroom. And he would have his wallet on his night stand already opened and everything. That's one routine he'd always done, but never remembers doing it in the first place. He looked at the teacher. "I agree with Vladislav here. And I'm also interested to see how this goes."