Tension Rising - Main thread [Fight or Flight]

"Kojiro! You again!" Boris yelled at the walking wall of muscle. "Ah, where were the times when we tried to kill one another..."


Boris laughed a bit.


"And who is this? I don't think we've met. My name is Boris." Boris held out his hand, with the bottle still in it. He quickly put it in his other hand, and held out his hand again.


@PicaPirate @ProcFailures
 
He remembered her sister. "No...more tragic really." He said with a sad smile as he stood up and brushed himself off. He took out his watch and looked at it for a bit before sighing deeply. @Alex Phalin
 
Gray frowned a bit at that, knowing exactly what that little smile meant. "I see... Sorry if I brought up any bad memories." he said solemnly, standing as well. He was about the same height at Thomas, but a good deal lankier.


"So, uh... You liking school so far? I mean, aside from the attacks and all..." he said, clumsily changing subjects. He had never really had friends before, so he wasn't sure how he was supposed to handle such a sudden change in mood.


@Metaphysics
 
"Eh, I like picking on people who fell in love on their first day, although they won't understand what I've done for them especially..uhh...I don't remember his name but he could use fire." He said nonchalantly. "I remember the girl's name though, its Madison." He continued. @Alex Phalin
 
Gray tilted his head a bit. "Sounds a little harsh. Still, taking that route would normally push the two parties towards each other, not apart." he said with a little grin. "Cheeky of you. By the way, the guy you're referring to is Mark Krieger, 16 years old, self conscious about his height... Surprisingly good artist, from what I've seen." he rattled off suddenly, his eyes opening wide as he clamped a hand over his mouth quickly.


"Eh... Ignore that." he said sheepishly, scratching his head. "I have a bad habit of spying on people. I guess I could call it a hobby, but that sounds way too creepy." he admitted, red in the face.


@Metaphysics
 
"Meh, I've seen worse." He said. "Anyways, the reason why I did so is because I know his type, he's the kind of guy who'll break both their hearts because he doesn't want to hurt her. I simply pushed them and made them skip the heart-ache phase and made them love each other openly." He scoffed. "Funny thing is, while they'll hate me and love each other, they won't know what I did for them." He said. @Alex Phalin
 
Gray smiled at that. It was nice to know that he wasn't going to get questioned for his... odd quirks.


"You know... It's a harsh way to do it, but you saved them a lot of trouble later. Awfully nice of you." he said with a grin. He stretched a bit, sighing.


"I'm happy for them and all, but I can't help but feel a little jealous. I mean... I've never even had a girlfriend. Or anyone, really. It's just kind of unfair."


@Metaphysics
 
Nikolas


Nikolas watched everything play out and most students had a good degree of control over their power. They lacked any sort of stamina whatsoever as most of them were exhausted by the time their demonstration was over. It was understandable given it was supposed to be their biggest hit but their hits weren't really 'big'. Unlike Nikolas's class these people were going to need stamina training, which made him smile knowing full well that stamina meant obstacle courses which were his absolute favorite part of training. "Everyone is doing good so far, keep it up. Thank you for not wrecking the entire school. Please continue beating the metaphorical stuffing out of the dummies." Some of the students were certainly farther along than others even if they were only freshmen. With each student that went up Nikolas remember their power an how far along they were more than any of their names.


Hayden


Hayden watched, trying to avoid walking up to the dummy at all and avoiding transformation as much as possible. He just sat there acting as if he had already gone up. Everyone seem to actually enjoy using their power and Hayden thoroughly enjoyed watching it. He slowly tried to slink over to the group of kids that demonstrated without anyone knowing, as he finally got in the group he just tried to hide in the crowd and certainly hoped no one would pick up on the fact that he hadn't demonstrated his power limit, specially not Kojiro who he had already met.


@everyone..
 
Julian let go and bounced cheerily on the heels of her feet around Kojiro. Since her suspension, she had really missed the big guy. Nothing else in the world brightened up her day like seeing Kojiro again, besides going back to meet her mother. Kojiro was safely seated at 2nd place, under her mother, while the Winfords, at 3rd and 4th. Once she stopped teetering at the edge of her soles, she gradually calmed down from her high, and the usual drawl of hers returned. She flashed a grin at Kojiro. "Damn straight, Kojiro. I'll do better than the last time, you'll see."


Their conversation was interrupted by a blonde young man, who seemed to have history with Kojiro. A pang of envy seeped into her, but she easily dismissed that. She could handle sharing her giant loads of fun with others. After all, he, too needed other people besides her to break once in a while.


"Boris, huh?" She studied his odd demeanour and his shock of golden hair. She wondered if she would receive a shock if she touched it. "Sang Jin-Yeong. Call me Julian." She grasped his hand firmly, her grin gleaming as she did.
 
Kojiro

Kojiro laughed as he gave a playful very light punch to the mans arm in greeting, which probably felt like a hammer hit it, though probably not quite at bone fracturing level. He raised an eyebrow at the techno-freak who kept his portable alcoholic robot with him.


"More like you ran away like a little pansy while I beat the shit out yer robot! Also next time you taser me, I'll shove that taser up your asshole to defib you after I kill you!" he jested, though he was totally serious in not enjoying his superpowered taser.


Kojiro was reminded of memories of giving Boris a hard time repairing his robot by Kojiro testing it for 'durability'. He had often times more than not had the robot see how well they could breathe in higher atmospheres by throwing them in the air. Lucky for the robot though it was agile which made it usually hard for him to catch.


@ProcFailures @tomio
 
"I know the feeling bro, I know the feeling." He said solemnly with a little smile. "Tell you what, the moment I find someone that loves you I'll hook you both up." He said as his smile grew wider @Alex Phalin
 
Gray chuckled at that.


"I appreciate it. I seriously doubt I'm going to find anyone though. I have seriously bad luck with women." he admitted. "But hey, I can always hold out hope, right?" he added a little half-hearted chuckle at the end of that, looking almost a little sad. He shook his head quickly and looked around for a moment.


"It must be interesting, seeing what everyone's emotions are at any given time. What colors do you see for each one? What color am I?" he asked curiously.


@Metaphysics
 
"If I were to list every color for every emotion we'd be here for a long time." He said. "I'll stick to basic, sad is blue, happy is yellow, love is pink, anger is red." He added. "And you're yellow right now with a slight tint of blue." He finished. @Alex Phalin
 
Malcolm noticed one student tried to hide in the crowd. He walked up to Nikolas. "Teacher. We have one student that hasn't gone up yet." He pointed straight at Hayden. "That one there."


@Godman873
 
Sen Harper


The demonstrations were interesting to say the least. Sen leaned up against on the walls out of the way from any kind splash damage that might happen from the demonstration only half paying attention to what was going on. She focused more on those who she hadn't seen show off before which was a good show. Some of the more strength based once were slightly terrifying then again everyone was terrifying in their own right.


Sens gaze wandered around the auditorium seeing the different demonstrations until she caught sight of Zach lingering by the door still looking fairly beaten up. She glanced at the teachers who seemed fairly preoccupied and figured there wasn't much point of her staying inside the class, pluses she wanted to make sure Zach was alright. Sen got to her feet with a bit of effort and made her way out of the class slipping out into the hall as more crashing and trashing could be heard. She spotted Zach near by and smiled slightly. It was obvious to see that he was struggling a bit more with his wounds than she was, which worrying. Still she smiled slightly and approached him "Hey"


@Alex Phalin
 
Jon had lost himself in a whirlwind of crowd appreciation. Like he had explained to Sen, he really did find every single person incredably interesting in their individuality, and having been too tired or caught up in action over the previous days, he'd had little time to simply observe. His daydream was hurriedly interupted though by his phone vibrating. Blinking himself back to reality, he yanked out the offending object. To his display, and slight amusement, it was only one of his apps trying to get him to play it. Ah, sentient apps, when will you learn I'm just not interested, he mused, already preparing to put his phone back in his pocket.


Still, just looking at his phone reminded him that he had forgotten to call back Lauren the previous day. He spent so little time on the phone normally because he found talking to somebody without seeing them awkward and uncomfortable. Nevertheless, he had promised her he'd do it, and he wasn't the kind to break promises, so excusing himself from the emptying dining hall, he walked out into the nearby corridor and rang her up.


"Hey!" came her cheery, slightly nasal voice, crackling with cross-atlantic interference. He had half-expected her to still be asleep, smiling to himself as he realised he'd forgotten the difference in time-zones. Then, his face fell, as he realised he would have to cover up pretty much everything eventful that had gone on. They were fairly good at finding small talk to discuss, but he hated the idea of lying to her, especially as he was aware that he meant so much to her. He liked to let his tongue run loose and free, but he'd find it uncomfortable choosing his words so carefully. Still, he wanted to make conversation, and so that was what he did.
 
Gray couldn't help but grin at that. "Spot on. I'm guessing you'd be able to tell someone's motives just by glancing at them with that ability." he said, watching Thomas for a moment. There was an odd look in his eyes for a fleeting moment, though his emotions didn't betray anything.


"We should spar some time. No weapons or anything, obviously."


---


Zach took a pull from his cigarette when he heard a familiar voice next to him, and he looked over at Sen with a smile.


"Hey, you. No crutches today?" he asked with a little smile. "I'm impressed. Pain meds?" he wondered, tilting his head a bit. He was surprised that she came over to talk to him, but he certainly didn't mind it. Either way, it was good to see her recovering quickly.


@Metaphysics @Shura
 
Sen Harper


"Yeah, crutches were doing more harm than good, left my arms way too sore." She replied "Pain killers are only going so far, still feel it for the most part but it's not quite as excruciating as before." She smiled slightly. She was happy for the quiet calm of the hall, the noises from inside still echoed outwardly into the hall since one mod the door was knocked of its hinges since once of the students burst in while late. Though it made keeping up with the class much easier incase something important happened.


She looked back to Zach, "I'm alright for the most part though, how are you holding up though?"
 
Fifteen or so minutes later, the pair were still chatting. They'd soon settled into good, but fairly meaningless conversation. Jon asked about what was going on back home, they discussed workload, friends, just general stuff. Lauren caught him up on the news out in the normal world, something he had found himself strangely oblivious to in the meta sub-culture. When the topic of friends was brought up, Jon again struggled not to elaborate on everybody's amazing and interesting powers. He also noticed that he was strangely reluctant to talk about Sen, and completely neglected to mention her, despite having possibly spoken with her more than most other people. He shrugged it off as not wanting to inadvertantly make Lauren jealous, and continued. He shared something akin to a sibling relationship with her, and felt strangely protective of her feelings.


By the time they had finished talking, Jon was aware that he had left himself with very little time to get to class on time. This lateness is becoming a habit of mine, he mused, still only walking down the dim, bare corridors at little more than a fast walk. Training was apparently on the agenda, and strangely Jon found himself unwilling to go. In fact, he was struggling to concentrate on anything meaningful. It's these mysteries, I reckon. Eating away at me, so many of them, that they're making me unwilling to face them. Or maybe I'm afraid that fighting will rekindle those images of the fight. He shuddered. Don't be silly, Jon. This is something you have to do.


To his slight surprise, he soon encountered Emily, who was also begrudgingly making her way to the classroom. She was plodding along very slowly, and Jon couldn't help but notice that her eyes were bloodshot, her movements clumsy. She wore the same headphones as the previous day, and also a very similar choice of clothing.


"Bad night's sleep?" he asked, drawing alongside her. She gave him a weary glance that lightened up slightly when she realised who he was.


"Aye," she replied, as if even talking was drawing precious energy from her supplies. Jon smiled sadly, getting the impression that she didn't want to talk.


"I'm sorry to hear that," he continued regardless, "Before I moved, a friend of mine gave me a sleeping mask and ear buds as a kind of joke present. It was an inside joke in my circle actually, because when I sleep I crash pretty hard." He chuckled to himself, savouring the memory. "Anyhow, I think I ended up packing it, so you can have it if you want."


"Thanks," she smiled very slightly, but enough for him to pick up on it, "but I doubt it would help. I never sleep well."


"Part of your power, I'm guessing," he looked directly at her, as if challenging her to answer. For a long time, she paused, as if weighing up whether to respond or not.


Eventually, she sighed: "Enhanced senses," her shoulders drooping as if a large weight had been removed from her shoulders.


"I see," saw Jon, "with due respect, why were you so reluctant to tell me?"


But she didn't have the chance to answer, because turning the corner, they had bumped directly into Professor Timestorm.
 
Hayden


Hayden frowned regretting that he had to actually go up there now. He walked out of the group and lightly punched the dummy. "There. I hit it." As he started to walk off he noticed the one teacher who could teleport gave him the 'you weren't trying look.' He sighed as he decided only to transform for a moment, after all what could the harm be? He looked at the dummy unsure of what exactly he was going to do to it though. He looked around the room thinking of what he could do then he decided if he could use the walls to his advantage he could tackle the dummy with all his force. As he transformed the sound of cracking bones could be heard as they either changed or completely relocated, it didn't hurt him at all though and didn't take long.


When he was finally transformed he stood at a full 6'11" which was a foot higher than he usually stood at. He jumped towards the wall grabbing a hold of it with his claws then launched himself off the wall towards the dummy. He smashed into the dummy with intense force which made a rather loud thud sound when he connected with it. The minute the attack was over he had to struggle against the animalistic mind so he didn't tear anything else up. It took him a moment or two before finally transforming back with his specially made mesh Tshirt which allowed him to transform without going shirtless afterwards, it seemingly disappeared during his transformation, though really the fur just grew through it, though his jeans were ripped from the knees down.. He walked to the group of people who had stepped up and mentally flipped off the teachers.
 
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"Good morning," Timestorm said cordially, practically blocking their way. "The pair of you are supposed to be heading to your first training classes. But I have a little exercise I need you both to do first. A bit of cross-curicullar teaching if you were; a brief lesson for you," he nodded to Jon, "and a bit of treatment for you," and then to Emily. She looked a bit confused (the effect lessened slightly by Timestorm's constant calmness), but Jon smiled to her.


"It's alright, he's a teacher," Jon explained. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy however. The last time he'd spoken with Timestorm like this had been before the battle began, and then all hell had broken loose. "What do you need us to do?"


"If it isn't too painful, I'd like you to freeze time." Emily looked over at him, still perplexed, and Jon paused. Still, he saw no reason why not to comply, and so did just that. The effects seemed minimal, as there was practially nobody around, and Emily was normally fairly still anyway. The only direct indicator that anything had changed was the stagnant light, frozen in place. It felt like standing in a photograph.


"Thank you." Timestorm strode forwards to stand directly in front of the pair. He was a fair bit taller than the both of them, yet Jon never felt like he was being looked down on. In fact, he never felt like Timestorm was looking at him at all. "You may recollect that the other day, I mentioned that there is far more that you can do with this ability. And that is because you are actually doing so much more than just stopping time. You called the ability 'time bubbling', and that is actually quite an apt description. You actually have far more manipulative ability here than you thought. Because your power allows you to edit things in your bubble."


"Like messing with a photo on photoshop?" Jon smirked, listening attentively. Timestorm tilted his head ever so slightly, and Jon imagined he was amused.


"Like photoshop, yes, if that's easier to see," he stated. "Or rather more like a more limited piece of editting software. There are limitations to what you can do, but in actuality you can pierce the statue-like effect the freeze has on objects and people. Allow me to demonstrate."
 
Zach chuckled lightly. "You're tougher than I am." he said, smiling a bit. "I'm doing okay. I mean, it's hard to breath, let alone move... I mean, I've been cut before, but this is something else. Those little bastards were aiming to kill." he said, finishing off his cigarette.


"I'm glad you're doing better. I was really worried about you for a while there... It was a miracle that your femoral artery didn't get sliced. If it had, I wouldn't be enjoying your company right now." Zach smiled, watching her for a few moments.


"So, I figure I'm not missing much in class right now. It just looked like the same crap they were doing the day of the attack, and I already proved myself then. You wanna get out of here? I need to go change my bandages anyways."


@Shura
 
Malcolm couldn't help but applaud him. "That was. Pretty friggin sweet good sir. I'm sure I've seen people with a ability similiar to yours, but that was one of the coolest ever." He was honest about that statement. He could see him doing really well.


@Godman873
 
"Yeah sure why not." He replied dismissively. He was now bored. He wanted to kick someone in the nuts again, only this time he'd use an empowered one. "Hehehehe...." He chuckled darkly at the idea of dishing pain. @Alex Phalin
 
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