Tension Rising - Main thread [Fight or Flight]

Sen Harper


Sen yawned softly as she brushed out and pulled her hair back into a braid. She was a little worn out after spending most of the day before hanging out and training with Gray. After a good nights sleep however she was feeling a whole lot better and was excited to practice more with the piano wire and actually be able to move again. Gray had convinced her to go see one of the campus healers, She had been apprehensive about it since no one had ever tried healing her. Unless it was absolutely necessary she avoided clinics. She had taken Zach to get patched up because he could barely breath with out wincing in pain. She didn't think she needed it since it was just one stab wound but it was great to able to move again and not worry about hurting herself.


Plus after what they went through the day before she rather be ready for what ever was thrown her way. Sen grabbed her ID and the spool of thread Gray had given her. She had used the school computers to look into other types of wires and used the gift card Mica had given her to get some thicker wire for herself, along with a new hoodie. Hopefully it would arrive sooner rather than latter. She started to leave her room to get some breakfast but stopped as she reached the hall and knocked on Grays door lightly. He had mentioned wanting to walk down together the day before. If there was no answer after a few seconds she would just head down on her own.


@Alex Phalin
 
Gray groaned a bit, getting up when he heard knocking. He stumbled towards the door, rubbing his eyes drowsily.


"Coming..." he called, stifling a yawn as he opened the door.


Blinking slowly until his eyes focused he stared at Sen for a few moments until it finally clicked that he knew her.


"Good morning... C'mon in." he said, obviously not awake. If he had been, he would have realized that he answered the door in his pajama bottoms and that was it. He stepped aside to let her in, yawning and stretching as he walked back over towards his dresser to dig some clothes out.


"You're up early." he said, his back to her. His skin was oddly uniform and smooth, with only a tiny scar here or there. A large shield had been tattooed on his back, with two fighting lions emblazoned on it. There was in inscription in latin on the bottom.


@Shura
 
Sen Harper


Sen didn't expect a shirtless Gray to open then door. "Morning." She muttered blinking a few times. She wasn't really sure if she should go down to breakfast as planned or wait for him since it looked like he had just gotten up. She let out a small sighed figuring she would wait for him and stepped into his room "Sorry, I like to get down to breakfast before there's a crowd and the line gets long." she in formed before noticing the tattoo. She tilted her head slightly noticing how it reminded her of a knights shield "Cool tattoo." She complimented with a small smirk.


@Alex Phalin
 
Mica awoke, this time completely upright. He was rather confused, as his hands were tied behind his pack, his feet with tied together to the post of his bed, stripped down to naught but a t-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts. He laughed and pulled at the wall, the lack of pain snapping him out of his dream.


He sat up in bed and grinned, donning his hat and going through his daily routines, and finally walked out the door onto the campus. He smiled as he walked down to the cafeteria, a energized pep to his step. He was excited for today, he overheard something about an obstacle course. He was ready.
 
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I hate jet-lag, she thought with disdain as she slapped the snooze bar on the clock and turned her back to it. She had gone to bed sufficiently early, but the extreme difference in time zones would not be corrected in just one night. Today would be harder than yesterday, Brittany knew, but there was no other way to deal with it than to simply force oneself to adjust.


The alarm clock sounded again and startled her. Brittany moaned as she turned her head toward the incessantly annoying alarm. 7:10 the LED mocked her. With another groan, she disabled the alarm and tossed off her covers.


The coolness in the room immediately assaulted her. Even in the relatively warm climate where the academy was located, Brittany shivered. She was used to significantly warmer climate, as noted by the silk, sleep shorts and cotton tank-top in which she slept. Brittany rubbed her hands across her face in an attempt to wake more fully but soon determined that a hot shower would be more welcome.


Her bare feet padded across the room on the cool, linoleum tile that adorned the floor as she headed to the bathroom. Brittany turned the shower faucet to HOT and regarded her half-awakened state in the mirror while she waited for the water temperature to climb. Her long, brown hair was straggled and knotted from her sleep and sem-dark circles surrounded her bloodshot-tinged green eyes.


No amount of hot water is going to help this, she thought to herself as she examined her reflection. Still, she had to get herself together and find out what Iren needed of her.


Almost an hour later, Brittany was showered and dressed in a less wrinkled business-casual attire which included dark, cotton slacks and a light-green blouse. Over her shoulders, she tied a white sweater so that the arms of the garment were in a loose knot that rested on her chest. Brittany decided on a light, rose colored headband with silvered thread that ran through it to keep her hair back behind her ears and out of her face. She had applied her makeup sparingly, not preferring to wear much as Brittany wasn't one to glamorize herself.


With a last look in the bathroom mirror, Brittany considered herself ready to meet the demands of Winford Academy and all of the various students and staff that she would meet. She donned some beige flats on her feet and made one last headband adjustment before she scooped her ID card into her pants pocket and exited her room.

 

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Gray quickly got dressed before glancing over at her with a tired smile. "Thanks... It's my family crest. It's a tradition in my family, sort of a rite of passage." he explained, pulling on his harness. He slid his knives into place and pulled on a shirt over them.


"I understand. I'm almost ready to go." he said, reaching into one of his dresser drawers. He pulled out what looked like a heavily modified respirator and attached it to his belt before grabbing his headphones, draping them around his neck. After grabbing his throwing knives he turned, smiling a bit as he headed to the door.


"Sorry for the wait... Let's get going."


@Shura
 
Hayden


Staring at the ceiling for hours on end was agonizing for Hayden. He was exhausted, both physicially and mentally, not to mention hungry. The animal had been pounding on his mind for the entire duration of the night which meant spending all night combating it. As his alarm went off alerting him of 7 o'clock he rolled out of bed doing a morning routine and threw on one of his specially made shirts and yet another pair of jeans torn to shreds from the knees down. Practically tripping down the stairs to exit the building Hayden had woken up a little bit but it was still obvious how exhausted he was. Hayden was practically sleep walking at this point though, which didn't make things easy on the animal that was still pounding away due to all of yesterday's excitement.
 
Sen Harper


Sen quirked a brow as she saw him grab some kind of mask and tilted her head. "No problem" She nodded heading down the hall to the elevator. The floor was more or less calm with many students just getting up and ready. "Hopefully today is a lot easier on than yesterday. I still want to practice some more with the wire later." She looked over to him looking forward to the day for once instead of just going along because she had to. Training had been fun an interesting so she wanted to keep experimenting. Sen pressed the button to summon the elevator. "Whats with the mask?"
 
"I hope so too. I'd love to help you train again." he said with a little smile, following her to the elevator. He glanced down at the mask when she asked about it and smiled.


"Well, I took your suggestion. Hopefully this'll help me breath better when I'm moving at top speed. I guess the only way to find out is to test it, right?" he said with a little smile. He was enjoying the time he was spending with her, he didn't have many friends back home.


"I wonder what they're planning for us today."


@Shura
 
Sen Harper


"Ah, I hope it works out then." Sen grinned stepping into the elevator and headed down to the dinning hall. There were more students on the first floor all filtering into the dinning hall slowly. "Who knows, they could have us try the grid again for all we know." She shook her head making her way towards the line grabbing her usual two pieces of toast but added an orange this time around. "Did you sleep well?" She asked noting he looked a lot more awake then he had the past few days.
 
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Alec had pretty much passed out immediately after he came home, and even after all those hours of sleep, he felt exhausted. It wasn't exactly as bad, but his usual proud posture was not present. He sat on the edge of his bed, leaning forward onto his knees and staring down into the floor. He would've prefered to just stay in bed at this point, but he had to do what he had to do.


He got up and put on a white t-shirt before pulling his long pinkish red coat on him, and spinning a scarf around his face. The scarf leaned on his chest, and covered his neck high enough for him to hide his lower face in it, should he want to.


White jeans stuck out underneath his large coat as he staggered out into the hallway. He supported himself on the wall as he stumbled down the corridor towards the elevator. "Wonder where Pandora went..." He monotonously whispered to himself without even moving his eyes from a fixed spot somewhere on the wall down the hallway.


He rounded the corner and cursed quietly as he saw the elevator just closing. He leaned against the wall and slid down into a sitting position on the floor after hitting the elevator button. This just didn't seem like his day.
 
"Eh... I don't really feel like getting shot with paintballs again." he said with a little laugh, following her to the cafeteria. He picked up an apple again, not grabbing anything else. As he took a bite he sighed a bit, shrugging.


"Not really... I was up working on the mask. I kinda regret staying up as late as I did, to be honest." he admitted with a little chuckle.


He headed over to an empty table and sat down, taking another bite out of his apple. His eating habits were kinda strange.


"Still, if we do the Grid today, I know I can get a better score than five. I've been running through the course in my head since we finished yesterday."


@Shura
 
Fox shot awake at 7 exactly, to the sound of a hundred blaring alarm clocks from the dormitory I've slept in, She thought blearily, usually I'm up by dawn. She yawned and stretched, hopping from her hammock down to one of the trees lower branches feeling its shake beneath her. After a quick greeting to the mcFluffytail clan and lady feather head she climbed from her tree home and hopped in her room for her usual cold shower and quick change. After shaking the water from her hair she tree jumped her way to the cafeteria making an easy landing outside. Then promptly filling her plate, she looked around for someone she knew.


@Anyone in the cafeteria
 
Sen Harper


"Ah... maybe you'll get better sleep tonight." Sen sat in the empty seat across from Gray already done with one toast and starting on the second. "I wouldn't mind giving it another go now that my leg isn't an issue." She smirked. Sen knew she could have done better she was pretty fast on her feet and had a decent amount of agility. Though it was nothing next to Gray. She added before looking looking over to the rest of the Dining hall watching as people slowly trickled in.


She heard some kids muttering to one another about changes around the school that had happened over night. Someone mentioned a course of some sort near the gym being put up. Sen wondered if there was an maze of training platforms hidden under different parts of the school since the Grid hadn't been their the day before. "Hm... who knows they might just have us train with our abilities again."
 
Hayden


Hayden sleepily walked to the cafeteria still fighting and still exhausted. It seems with each step he made he got further and further exhausted. Stepping up to the cafeteria worker he asked for the same thing he had yesterday, a few moments later he got his tray of raw bacon and sausage then proceeded to sit down at a table. Today though he ate more barbarically and temporarily forgetting that the struggle was only in his mind. "Leave me the hell alone!" He shouted remembering only seconds afterward that he was in a cafeteria filled with people. Stuffing his mouth full of meat and shrinking down a bit in his seat he tried to make himself smaller.
 
"I'd like to see you run it again. I think you'd probably end up beating my record, now that you've got some razor wire." he said with a little smile. He took another bite of his apple and thought for a few moments, overhearing the conversation as well.


"Huh. I wonder what they're going to be having us do... Hopefully it's something a little easier than the Grid."


@Shura


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Zach made his way down from the dorms, rubbing sleep from his eye. He had slept fairly well, though he kept waking up during the night for some reason. Something wasn't sitting well with him, and he wasn't sure what.


Making his way down to the cafeteria he frowned a bit, the idea of food not appealing at all. He noticed Fox inside and waved to her, smiling. She was a nice girl, and he enjoyed the time they had spent the day before. He'd like to get to know her better, but didn't want to impose.


Heading out into the courtyard he lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag. He immediately began to feel better.


@theunderwolf
 
Fox flinched when she heard the boy yell and rushed over to see what was wrong, as she did she caught a distinct but telling scent Wolf? She thought with some surprise, why would he smell like a wolf? She shrugged and decided to take the direct route and just ask, sitting down in front of him, unfazed by his table manners, she considered the boy for a moment before speaking. "So what's wrong big guy?"She asked as casually as possible.


@Godman873
 
Ardghal woke up incredibly early, right when the wee rays of the freshly rising sun strained through the window shutters. He could not get off of his bed for the better part of five minutes, as it ached and strained immensely. Every one of his muscles were sore and his fingers were swollen and bruised. The flexibility and power granted through a massive, quickly metabolized and digested meal to grant an artificial burst of energy for excessive training was now completely drained, leaving behind a weak, empty body full of stiff and unresponsive musculature. He had been training his body to strive for the perfect state he was in three years ago, and by exerting his body to dangerous levels like this, he would get there quickly. Overloading his body with a burst of nutrients and using them up rapidly would force extreme metabolism and muscle growth, while causing excruciating pain. While Ardghal was energized, he had trained like a madman. After mundane physical conditioning, he trained his martial arts, striking at a dummy for more than four hours. He had felt sharp and powerful during this training period, never once feeling more than reactionary pain from a misplaced blow. After the training, his body went into a crash, leaving him in his exhausted state now. Ardghal was also extremely hungry, having used up most of his body's energy in training. Waking up slowly, his muscles screaming in agony, Ardghal slowly trudged towards the cafeteria after getting painfully dressed and readied. Even under this pain, he did not grimace or let others know that he was in any sort of discomfort other than his slight limp. Ardghal sat down weakly on a cafeteria table and wolfed down raw strips of thick meat that could have fed three people.

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It had been a full day since Alice disappeared and Dex was officially worried. He knew she could take care of herself, he had seen it firsthand, but safety wasn't the cause of Dex's worry. Dex knew Alice's disappearance meant she had something planned, something stupid, most likely. Dex was so lost in thought he almost walked face-first into the cafeteria doors. "'scuse me, sirs," he said to the doors, chuckling to himself as he made his way into the room. "Oh, consarn it!" Dex interjected when he realized he was upside-down. He adjusted his orientation to match that of other inhabitants of the room, and realized he still had a disconnect with reality, so he wasn't quite on the fast track to mental shut-down he thought. Now, this clearly wasn't a surface-level thought, or Dex would be even worse off than he imagined, but he felt a calm satisfaction at the knowledge. Collecting a tray of food, he sat down at an empty table and enjoyed the company of his internal, harmonica rendition of 'Let it be'.
 
Hayden


Hayden looked towards the newcomer at his table and looked over to them. Taking a quick bite of raw bacon he tried to think of where he saw her before, maybe she had some sort of morphing power? Nonetheless she was here now and she was looking for a response. After swallowing his bite of raw bacon he answered her. "Ever had a nasty headache?" He started off also pointing to his head. "No picture it as if that headache wants you to transform and become an animal with little consciousness over what you're doing or who you're hurting with a blood lust that would make a roomful of sharks impressed." He grabbed a handful of sausages and ate them trying to think of how else to explain it to her. Deciding to continue the conversation finished chewing and asked her a question. "So how're you?"


@theunderwolf
 
"Pretty good actually," Fox replied nonchalantly, stuffing an equal


Amount of meat into her mouth, "Bloodlust does seem like a problem though , when was the last time you hunted something? You probably just need to unwind." She smiled at him, understanding the problem with feral instincts.


@Godman873
 
Hayden


Hayden listened to the girl mentioning hunting something as his jaw dropped shortly before he facepalmed. "I can't believe that never occurred to me, though I am not particularly sure if that would solve the issue given how extreme it can be sometimes." He took another few bites trying to think how it might be to actually go out and hunt something, he could control his transformation pretty well but at the same time, he would need to give into it to a degree to even successfully hunt something, he wasn't even sure what it would have to be. "So then-" He paused trying to think of her name drawing a blank. "-what is your powers anyway? Was it some sort of transformation or something? I don't completely recall." He felt kind of bad asking the question but knowing her name might have been important.
 
"Fox Redtail." She said politely, "And I can turn into any animal you can name!" She was getting used to introductions and was trying to find the perfect sentence to use for them. "And if you don't mind my guess, it's because you don't hunt, your issues are so extreme, your a wolf mate. Wolves hunt, way of the world and all that.


@Godman873
 
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Pandora was creeping along the floor of a large room that smelled nice (most of the time). Sometimes things were dropped on the floor. Tasty things. He didn't always know what it was, but he was naïve when it came to food. He snuck under the chair of some innocent ape-face to steal all his crumbs.


He did not expect the two-legger to be that loud. In a very heroic moment of self-preservation, he valiantly fled from the totally-not-scary-at-all two-legger, and cowered behind the legs of another two-legger.


This wasn't exactly his most glorious moment.


@Shura
 
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