Tension Rising - Main thread [Fight or Flight]

Sen Harper


Sen just watched as several other students and returning graduates slowly filter into the room and approach professor Nikolas. One of which seemed to be a very aggressive and hyper student, an older man with cards and someone who looked like he walked out of some kind of military base. The later probably look the most intimidating, mostly because of how he carried him self. Both he and Nikolas shared similarity in that they both dressed way more formal than anyone else she'd seen in the school.


As the hyper one blabbered on Sen inched her way back away from the collecting group of metas to a near by wall where she leaned up against it. She pulled the chair along keeping it an inch or two off the ground to be as silent and unnoticed as possible. She sighed softly setting the chair aside and leaning against the wall nearly all of her weight shifted onto her left leg. Better to stay standing since it seemed thing were going to get a bit more chaotic as it neared time for class to start.
 
After his conversation with Teru, Kiara and that other man, Zebediah returned Wolfram to his dorm room and suffered massive head pain and blood loss from his earlier demonstration, then wandered through the classroom building and may or may not have been a bit confused by the layout. If one were to ask him on the subject, he would vehemently deny all accusations of being lost. That aside, once he finally arrived in the proper classroom, he found a gathering of many familiar faces and plenty of unfamiliar faces. The man in the military uniform was also present, which meant he was most likely a teacher or a graduated student.


He greeted the room, "Hey there everyone, how's it goi-" Suddenly and without warning, Zebediah dropped to the floor, clutching his head aching from the resurging headache. "Blegh. I was wondering when that was going to happen. Any body have a tissue or painkillers? I'll settle for just the painkillers, because my head feels like aaaaugh! Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. You know what? Just see if you can crush my brain and make this pain stop, please? Oh god, this is karma for showing off, I'm sure of it."


@Anyone who cares about Zeb (that's probably a very short list)
 
She could feel a sort of annoyance radiating from the teacher. Did everyone have to be so uptight? They needed to cool down a bit, and this sentiment was coming from someone who had to visit a doctor for not being cool. Maybe it was her less-than-subtle thuggish behaviour, or her general demeanour of lacking actual social skills. She took a look around her, and found the other students, graduated and non-, looking stuffier than a room packed with cleaning supplies. She gave a sigh and rolled her shoulders, and backed away from the ensuing conversation between these oh-so-perfect cracks. At least it was offensive lessons when it actually started. That was her forte, and it was probably the only thing she knew.


She slid to one side and played with the fur on her jacket. The activity slipped off her face as she began to think. It was all a jumble of thoughts, of course, about various things. Were the Winfords the only one who knew about the incident with the actual thugs last year? Where did her sandwich go? Did she eat it? Where is Kojiro? She really liked him. At least he was fun, not like these....boring...uh...losers. Talk talk talk talk wait wait wait wait. Where was the bone breaking? At this point, Julian touched her chest in fond memories of having her ribs shattered by a certain someone, and gave a short chuckle. She still had some breathing problems from that. At least it was blood-pumpingly fun. She lost herself to her reverie.


@PicaPirate in reference. Again. Unhealthy obsession is a go.
 
Dex burst through the doors of the auditorium, feet first, at high velocity, stopping with his shoes inches from Nikolas' face. "Greetings and salutations, felicitations and mushi-mushi," Dex performed a backflip that would have been more stunning had he not already been floating for several seconds. Landing with his feet on the floor, he clasped his hands together and smiled, taking a long look at the assembly of students before him. "So this is the updated roster for my class..." he looked around for a certain face. Failing to find it, his eyes flashed with worry, but he brushed it off and returned to his pleasant demeanor. "Today, as I'm sure my lovely assistant has informed you, we are learning individualized approaches to combat using each of your unique abilities, both mundane and superhuman. Given the size of the class, I'll take the first half of the class, alphabetically, and jolly ol' Nik here will take the second half. Any general inquiries before we begin?No?Perfect!" Dex concluded, not allowing time for questions, he was already late, and the game was afoot! "Last name A-M, ten-hut!" Dex walked to the first student he saw, Julian Sang (@ProcFailures) "So, Rage-Mode, huh? Not too directly offensive in itself, only as a tool so we're going to have to talk mundane combat, do you know any martial art? Any weapon of choice? Do you know how to properly use and maintain a fire-arm? Or even a gun? From what I heard, charging into battle headlong is your current specialty, which is a no-no."
 
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Nikolas


Nikolas suddenly saw someone burst in through the doors but he recognized Dex instantly. "Greetings Dex." Nikolas said in an upbeat tone. As Dex flipped through the air with his usual attitude Nikolas gestured towards him. "He is the teacher." After hearing about the teaching plans Nikolas looked around "Alright, N-X follow me!" Nikolas looked to his group scanning them, rather than alphabetical order he decided to go another way. "Whoever is ready feel free to go up first, but one at a time. After you're finished go stand or sit over there." Nikolas pointed to a safe area away from training area.


Hayden


Hayden really lost track of time playing an old Super Nintendo, more specifically he was playing castlevania. Barreling down the hallway running at full speed towards the classroom as he smashed into the door weakening the hinges of said door. Although he didn't appear too late to class given how they had just begun to divide up into two major groups. He followed the A-M group ready for whatever training was in mind, this would be Hayden's first year with Dex and boy the stories about him certainly circulated even outside of the school. Reactions to Dex were mixed, some hated and some loved but generally most had the same consensus 'He is crazy'. The only thing Hayden hoped for this class was the ability to just completely avoid transforming. He did not want to deal with fighting off the animal at the moment.
 
Clarification

Show power with control

Set up

There is a dummy set up on each side of the room. These dummies are made of a special material to mimic a human body in terms of consistency but the rubbery material reforms and seals its self up as if undamaged after an attack. If enough damage is done like huge chunks torn of the dummy will just be replaced.

Objective

Attack the dummy on your side of the room with the strongest move you have.

You cannot damage school property.

(Try not to wreck the walls behind the dummy)
​
 
Julian's looked up when the man with a clearly military aura about him approached her. She straightened up and dusted her jacket down. Yes yes yes yes yes yes it's time it's time to destroy something, to completely turn everything to dust. Of course, she had to get through the whole talking thing...again.


"Weapon of choice? Anything I can get my hands on. In a fight, hayseetayshun is a one-way ticket to getting your head bashed in. Martial arts? I just go wid hitting them hard enough until they stop movin'. I never used a gun 'fore. Real loud, and it doesn't feel nice. You gotta feel them give in, their bodies give our under the pressure, man." She sniffed and thumbed her nose. "So I'm supposed to hit that over there, hard as I can, is that it?" She jerked a thumb towards the dummy, and then cracked her knuckles. "No problem. Just give me the green light. I'm ready to tear this thin' apart."


@The Kaosophile
 
Thomas nodded. "Well, if it's just a test..." He mumbled as he looked at the dummy. "Tell me when it's good to go." He said as he waved his hand in a casual manner. 'What's the worse that can happen?'
 
Sen Harper


Sen watched as the weird professor burst into the room. She wasn't caught as off guard by this as much since she had seen him walking on the walls and ceiling the first day of classes. Despite the chaos he brought upon entering an odd sense of order quickly followed as Dex spouted off orders and instructions at a fairly rapid pace. The room split off more or less to two sides of the auditorium where a dummy had been set up against the far side of the wall.


She couldn't help but be reminded of the first day of classes and how the whole demonstration had been interrupted by a tree crashing in through the ceiling. She hoped it wouldn't happen again but at the same time worry gnawed at the back of her mind. She looked up as Nikolas called for a volunteer. She wondered since she showed off her powers the first day if she had to do it again... granted it wasn't attacking anything. There was a moment of stillness before Sen sighed heavily and stepped up seeing no point in delaying the inevitable.


She briefly wondered what she could even use. There wasn't exactly a whole lot to work with that wouldn't break something. There was a door just barely hanging off its hinges but it would be heavy and not really good to hurl at the dummy. Instead she decided to use the chair the professor had poofed in with earlier. It was light weight and the metal was very malleable and easy to shape. Sen took a deep breath in before casting her her metaphorical net taking the char under control. It rattled slightly before hovering off the ground shifting and morphing from dulled safe edges to crumpled mass of spikes and jagged edges. It took a couple of second to form which would probably count against her, it was usually much easier with smaller objects.


She pushed her arm forward and launched the spiked mass at the dummy managing to hit it squarely in the chest. The 'chair' had torn chunks into the fleshy rubber catching the neck and dealing fatal blow for the most part. Sen smirked slightly but was panting slightly and could feel the threads of dull pain snaking its way across her mind already starting to form a light headache. It was one that could be shaken off given a minute or two. She looked over to the teaching assistant "Eh... I'm more practiced with smaller objects but most metals I can morph."


@Godman873
 
Thomas decided to be next. He walked up to the girl who just demonstrated her ability to control metals(@Shura ). "Hi can I punch you?" He said and without waiting for her response, tried to deck her right in her face.
 
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Gray had been watching from the sidelines, letting Sen go off and do her own thing. It wasn't until he saw one of the other students walk up to her, overhearing the rather odd question he had asked. 'Can I punch you?'


Gray saw the student reel his fist back and narrowed his normally bright eyes, the color darkening dangerously. Time seemed to slow down for him as he shot from one side of the room to in between the two of them in an instant, pulling his arm up to block the punch intended for Sen. The fist collided with his steel bracers, resonating through the room with a dull KLANG.


"It's not very nice, trying to hit a girl that isn't ready for it. Can't you see she's injured?" he asked quietly, his voice taking on an icy tone.


"You're supposed to be attacking the dummy. Not each other. Are you an idiot or something?"


@Metaphysics @Shura
 
'Don'tshowpaindon'tshowpaindon'tpainnomatterhowmuchithurtsowowowowowowowowowowow.' He though as he retracted his fist. He kept his face blank as he endured his aching...probably broken or at least fractured hand, self note: go to the infirmary after this. "No, I just need someone to be mad so I can use my power." He replied. @Alex Phalin
 

Ardghal heard the instructions and nodded, signalling his understanding. Fionne was curled around his neck as this was the position she liked to be in during combat. Ardghal himself was not the only fighter, if any person got in just a few centimeters too close, they would be bit by Fionne's lighting strike like bite. In fact, it would be much worse for an opponent to be struck by Fionne than Ardghal, as Fionne's poisons were extremely potent, even for her own incredibly venomous species. Nevertheless, Ardghal was at somewhat of a loss as to what to do with the dummy. He had no powers where he could modify his power or fire a projectile. He only had his reptilian senses and vast knowledge of martial arts to back it up. Sighing,Ardghal guessed he would just punch the dummy before him.

Ardghal took a deep breath, his posture straightening as the air rushed into his lungs. He let the breath out quietly and slowly, feeling his thoughts stream out with his breath. Now with a mind devoid of distractions, Ardghal leered at the dummy, his bright yellow eyes glinting as his slit like pupils dilated. Ardghal assumed his offensive stance, placing his left leg cocked at a right angle in front of him while placing his right leg behind him cocked also at a right angle. The left foot faced straight forward, pointing directly at the dummy and centering Ardghal's line of motion. The right fight turned sharply to form a perpendicular angle with its leg, adding more balance. Ardghal stretched out his left arm and pointed it directly at the dummy, as if it were some sort of blade.

Then Ardghal struck. He suddenly moved his mass towards the rear of his right leg and pushed himself forward by stretching out his right leg from foot first, granting him a massive burst of speed as his momentum rapidly shifted from right leg to left. Ardghal's body naturally went forward at a rapid pace, his left leg off the ground but maintaining its stance position. When Ardghal was a foot away from the dummy mid - lunge, he cocked his left arm into a right angle from the elbow and pulled it back, tensing his shoulder muscles as he unleashed a bullet like jab to the dummy's side in the very next moment.

Ardghal immediately pulled back after he finished this single blow by quickly switching his balance to his right foot and performing a mini leap backwards, never breaking his stance all the while. The entire blow had taken almost half a second, an extraordinary speed though not as impressive as snakes in nature.

"I could do better than that, your out of shape" exclaimed Fionne.

"I know, be quiet." replied Ardghal with a dull voice, his body relaxing.​
 
Sen Harper


Sen was waiting for a response from her professor when one of the other students walked up to her and ask if he could punch her. Which both confused and surprised her. Before she could even respond she saw him wound back and acted more upon reflex than anything as she leaned back putting stress on her bad leg and shooting pins and needles of pain up and down her leg.


Before she had a chance to do much else there was a loud clank and Grayson appeared by her side blocking the punch. She let out a held breath closing she was very grateful for the intervention because she would have probably thrown the spiked ball of pain and death at the idiot who decided to try and punch her. She straightened up, narrowing her eyes over to the boy irritated by the whole event. "Next time you need something try asking. Also don't fucking try that again or that ball will be flying at you." She growled pointing over to the spiked mass that used to be a chair. She was a slightly angry but didn't feel like dealing with things in the middle of class. She walked off to the "safe" zone having more of a limp to her gate than before.


@Metaphysics
 
Gray stared at him disapprovingly. "If you need someone to get pissed off for you to use your power, then ask like a decent human being would." he said flatly. He noticed that Sen was limping worse now and sighed.


"You know what? Fine. Go ahead and hit me, if you need someone to get pissed off." he said, sliding his hands into his pockets.


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Mark heard the knocking at his door and pulled his head up slowly, hearing Madison on the other side. He smiled a bit, clearing his throat a bit.


"Sure, just let me get dressed." he called back, deciding to finally get out of his room. He needed to just get over this self-imposed depression about bailing on the fight.


He got dressed quickly and opened the door, smiling when he saw her. Without saying a word he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly.


"I'm sorry for being such a downer these last few days..."


@Metaphysics @Silent Justice
 
"O...kay?" He answered hesitantly as he looked at him. "If you say so..."He added as he reeled his fist back. "Here I go!" He shouted. He went for a strike only to feint at the last moment and kick him in the nuts instead. @Alex Phalin
 
Gray frowned, readying himself for the hit. As the fist came in time seemed to slow down for him, and he saw the faint and the kick coming. He could have blocked it, but instead just took the kick. A sharp jolt of pain shot through his entire body, causing him to drop to his knees in agony. He choked, trying to breath, and after a few moments he was trembling with fury.


"You wanted me mad... Now you got me mad." he hissed under his breath, suddenly disappearing with a whoosh. The sound of metal scraping metal could be heard above them, Gray seeming to hang motionless on the ceiling for a few long moments. His daggers were in hand already, a cold fury burning in his eyes before he suddenly launched himself at his attacker, moving with blinding speed.


@Metaphysics
 
Madison smiled and hugged Mark back. "It's okay... Just try to get over whatever's getting you down, okay?" She kissed him briefly on the lips, then let go. "So, we're gonna go to breakfast, right?" She said, not really a question. She took Mark's hand in her own, and began walking towards the cafeteria, smiling, happy that Mark was coming with her this morning. She didn't like seeing him depressed.


@Alex Phalin
 
Sen Harper


The pain had reduced to only a small dull ache by the time Sen reached a corner to chill in. She grumbled under her breath over the nerve of the kid. She knew she didn't exactly have the best manners however that boy had to have the worst around! She sighed heavily looking back up just as the two squared off. She furrowed her eye brow in confusion until the idiot threw a punch only to fake out and kick Gray right in the soft spot. Sen winced in sympathy pains.


Before she new it however Gray was gone which probably meant one thing only confirmed by the familiar grinding of metal on metal. "Oh shit..." She muttered looking up and seeing Gray on the ceiling daggers in hand. Not exactly wanting a repeat of the first day of classes she reached out to try for the daggers or at least Grays bracers pulling a second after he disappeared once more. She knew it was impossible to stop the human bullet but possibly redirect it enough to spare more blood shed
 
Thomas' eyes widened quickly before draining the person's anger. Streams of vivid red light flowed between them. He then dived out of the way. Even if he would get hit at least the damage would be reduced because of his movement...and that was the best case scenario. Worst case was they both go flying and end up with himself getting pinned on the ground while he proceeds to make him into a human shaped and sized block of Swiss cheese. 'Still haven't figured out his ability, precog or speed?' He thought.
 
As Gray rushed towards his target, he felt an odd combination of suddenly losing the raging anger that was built up, and getting pulled out of the way. He hit the ground hard, and rolled to a stop several feet away from what had been his intended target. He coughed and slowly got up, obviously confused as to what happened. Strangely enough, he wasn't angry anymore.


Looking down to the knives in his hands he sighed, sheathing them back under his shirt. "You can pull emotions from other people." he said plainly, looking at the student. That still didn't explain the tug that knocked him off course, but as soon as he looked over at Sen he realized what had happened. He smirked a bit and slid his hands into his pockets.


"Not bad. What's your name?"


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Mark blushed a bit when she kissed him, smiling goofily.


"I'll try... Honestly, you're already helping a lot." he said with a small smile, lacing his fingers with hers as they walked. He was so afraid that people would think of him as a coward for running away from the fight like he did, but so long as Madison didn't think less of him, he'd be fine.


As they made their way into the cafeteria he soon realized how hungry he was. He hadn't eaten much of anything the last few days, being afraid to leave his room.


@Metaphysics @Silent Justice
 
"Thomas." He said as he picked himself up. "And not only drain, I recently discovered I could use them to empower myself." He continued as he brushed the dust off his clothes. He raised his arm up and watched the remaining lights dance and flicker before being absorbed completely. @Alex Phalin
 
Madison smiled and blushed a bit when Mark said that she was already helping with his depression. "I just don't like seeing you so sad..." She said as they arrived in the cafeteria. She let go of Mark's hand, then gestured for him to sit down. "I'll get us some food," She said. She got two plates of waffles for them, then walked over and sat down in front of him. "Uh... I hope you like them..." She said, hoping she hadn't accidentally gotten him something he didn't like.
 
Sen Harper


There was a dull, but painful, thud as Greyson hit the ground but it seemed like he was no stranger to the tug of gravity as he rolled to a stop dispersing most of the energy from the fall. Sen sighed heavily as as the whole crises was averted. She might not have pulled him off coarse by much only a few inches but it was enough have things end with out blood. "Well... that solves that question..." She thought to her self remember how Teru had asked if she could move metal at a high rate of speed. She could technically but it was to a small degree, something to defiantly keep working on.


Her eyes flickered over to him as, unsurprisingly, sat near Ms. Rebel. She focused her attention back to the main area before bringin a hand up to rub her temples lightly. She saw Gray and the kid talking civilly now and couldn't help but shake her head. It seems thing were always going to be crazy around here.
 
Gray watched the lights for a few moments, a tiny flicker of a smirk on his lips. "Not bad. You'd be able to take the fight out of someone pretty quick with that ability." he stated plainly.


"I'm Grayson. You can call me Gray for short if you want." he said, glancing at the rest of the class. "Guess you can already figure out what my abilities are." He grinned a bit, something odd flashing in his teal eyes for a moment before vanishing.


"Reflexes and speed. I would have normally dodged that kick, but you said you needed me angry to use your power."


@Metaphysics
 
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