Tension Rising - Main thread [Fight or Flight]

[Gobbo]

Mark watched intently, not noticing that she was stealing glances at him. He chuckled a bit, finally looking away from the screen and back at her.


"You sure?" he asked knowingly, as if he somehow found out the reason for her mess up. He grinned a bit and rested his chin in his palm, looking at her.


"Wanna try again?"


@Silent Justice

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper


"I'm pretty sure he was referring to the practice sword Jon was using." She offered quietly trying to calm him down. The graduate hadn't specifically said his daggers and had been looking at the training sword. "Besides who knows how long he was standing there." She shrugged. "I'm sure once your shoulders better you can show him what you can do, aside from that just let it go. No point in being angry about someone you just met." She pointed out. "If its any consolation I think you were good and manged to help Jon some despite his odd grip."





@Alex Phalin

 

[Gobbo]

Gray sighed deeply, looking over at her.


"I guess you're right... Still, Jon's going to get himself killed if he tries to use that technique in combat." he said, shrugging. He winced a bit and messed with his brace, sighing again.


"I don't know... I just get defensive when someone talks to me like that. Talking down to me like I don't know what I'm doing... It just makes me so damn mad."


@Shura

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper


Sen frowned slightly not really liking to think of her friend being killed, especially since she had yet to see what he kind of weapon Jon was trying to make. Time would be the only deciding factor in that one. She sighed softly at grays grumbling. "Technically... we kind of don't" She started hoping not to piss Gray off more but she had a point. "You know how to fight and use your speed, I know how to use metal, we all have something we know but we don't know everything." She looked over to him with a shy smile. "That's we're here in the first place, to learn more applications and techniques to make us better."





@Alex Phalin

 

[Gobbo]

Gray shot her a dark look for a moment, before he thought over her words. Sighing slightly he shrugged.


"I guess you're right... Sorry for getting all bent out of shape. Still, I can't handle people like that. I've been talked down to and stomped on my entire life, constructive criticism or not it still bugs the hell out of me." he explained, making his way into the cafeteria. He grabbed an apple as usual and sighed, taking a bite. It didn't seem like he ate much else.


@Shura

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper


Sen's smile faded when he shot her a glare and just nodded slightly leaving the matter as is seeing no point in pressing the situation more. She had never found much of an issue with being critiqued the few time she did get it. Then again she didn't have a whole lot of knowledge combat wise so any instruction was beneficial. She hardly considered herself in expert in anything save for maybe going unnoticed. Sen quietly made her way through the line settling for an orange and some bread again, not really sure what to say since she didn't want to make his bad mood worse.


@Alex Phalin

 

[Gobbo]

Gray sighed again.


"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you... I just get so worked up sometimes I can't help it." he explained.


"Let's forget it for now. I'm curious to know what gauge wire you ordered. Oh, and I need your help with some weapons. You said you can do spikes? That's exactly what I need." he said, taking another bite of his apple.


"I have some scrap metal up in my room that you could use..."


@Shura

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper


Sen took a bit out of her bread before looking over to Gray remembering he had mentioned something about making a weapon earlier. "Hm? I got 16 and 12 much thicker than the one you gave me." She replied softly before tilting her head at his request. "Yeah I can make spikes. wouldn't be my first time. But why do you need spikes?" She asked a bit confused as to why he would need something with spikes.


@Alex Phalin

 

[Gobbo]

"Here, I'll show you." he said, turning to head back up to the dorms.


"I'll need your help anyways. It's hard to properly torque a cable reel with one hand." he explained, offering a small smile. He felt bad about snapping at her, so he wanted to make it up to her. Plus, he enjoyed watching her work with metal.


@Shura

 

[Wrath Of Athena]

Madison shrugged. "Why would I do any better this time?" She sighed and tried again, still distracted by Mark. She messed up once, "Ugh!", twice, "Damn it!", and then three times "Fuck!". Again, her score was low. This time even lower than before. "I-I guess I'm just not good at it..." She said, not willing to say aloud the real reason she kept failing. Seeing Mark half-naked distracted her just a bit. "So it seems you're better than me, Mark."


@Alex Phalin

 

[Gobbo]

Mark frowned a little. "But you're just as avid a gamer as me..." he said, thinking. He scratched at his chest for a moment and soon realized he was still lacking a shirt.


Smirking a bit he looked at her with a knowing gaze as he leaned in to kiss her cheek.


"Gimme a sec." he said, getting up to put on a shirt.


"Go ahead and give it one more try..."


@Silent Justice

 

[Wrath Of Athena]

Madison blushed when Alex kissed her. "N-No... You don't have to put a shirt on..." She said as he stood up, really meaning that she didn't actually want him to. "Actually... Please don't..." Her face flushed even more red as she stood up as well. "I m-mean, I'd prefer it if you didn't..." She looked away, embarrassed. She didn't know what she was supposed to do in this situation. Was she supposed to let him put his shirt on, or have him keep it off? Would telling him not to put it on make her seem like a pervert or something? Gah, relationships are complicated.


@Alex Phalin

 

[Gobbo]

Mark stopped, staring at her for a moment. Realization soon dawned and his face went bright red.


"Oh, I... Uh..." he stammered, pulling his shirt off again. His face was bright red. He held it in front of himself for just a moment before setting it off to the side, his eyes drifting off towards the wall. He was always self-conscious about his image, and having someone want to see him with his shirt off was something new.


"B-better?"


@Silent Justice

 

[Shura]

Spoiler

Sen finished the last few bites of her bread while following gray back towards the dorms. She was curious as to what in the world he was trying to make that needed spikes. A gauntlet perhaps was probably her best guess but she had been wrong with Gray before. Both he and Jon kept saying how she surprised them but both of them always had something new to show or improve on.


Gray sighed a little. She had gone so quiet, he had wondered if he had screwed up again. Once they were up at the dorms he opened his door and headed inside. The place was wrecked, there were mechanical parts, springs, cables... The place looked like a tornado had gone through it. It almost looked like he had spent all night on it, which would explain why he slipped up on the course and dislocated his shoulder.


"I'll clear some space... Sorry about the mess."


Sen blinked a few times noticing the mess and was really curious now as to what he was working on. "No worries. Though... what were you working on that would need so many parts?" She questioned softly as she lingered by the door way not really wanting to step on or move anything.


Gray cleared off some space for her, smiling.


"I've just been experimenting. This is only part of my junk collection." he said, picking up a bracer. It was an odd looking piece of machinery, with a cable reel on the underside. He handed it to her with a little smile.


"Our little escapade on the roof gave me this idea. I need a barbed spike for the end of this. I mean, it's just something to occupy my time... I tend to get bored easily."


Sen looked over the bracer and tilted her head slightly realizing what he was thinking of doing. "Ahh so its like a grappling hook of sorts?" She questioned with a small smirk. "Pretty cool. You would need a really strong material that wouldn't bend once its braced." She muttered thinking of what kind of metal would be strong enough.


Gray smiled a bit. "Yeah, a grappling hook. I was looking for the word." he said with a grin.


"I've got a block of titanium here. If that's too hard to work, I know I have some cold roll steel here somewhere." he said, digging through his stuff.


"If you're feeling adventurous, I have some rarer metals around here. Of course, that's if you want." he smiled a bit. Digging through his stuff he soon realized how much of a mess his room was. He just kept getting more packages during the last few days, and didn't realize the kind of mess he was making.


"Hm? Never tried to manipulate with titanium before but i could give it a shot." She offered a bit of excitement showing though. Though for as exciting she was there was also a lot of confusion as to what the hell he was doing and how he was getting it all. She had seen his room before and there was no where near as much stuff but now it was weird how he could have so much stuff. And for what purpose? "Your dad must really want you to be ready in case there is another attack." She commented wondering just who his dad was to have so much stuff to send.


"Sure, take whatever you need. I can always get more." he explained, handing her the block of titanium. At her question he just chuckled lightly.


"Nah, my dad knows I get bored easily. I told him I wanted a new project to work on, and he sent me a ton of stuff." he explained, picking up a screwdriver. He started to work on the bracer, taking a seat across from her.


"If you want, I can ask him for some other metals. Anything you want, he can get."


"Hm okay sounds interesting. I honestly haven't tested too many metals. Mostly Iron steel.. copper.. stuff that easy to find." She muttered sitting back on a clear part of the bed and accepted the block of titanium looking over before focusing on it and trying to manipulate it pulling at the metal mentally. It slowly started to loss its neat cube form the metal its self starting to heat gradually. Sen sighed softly pausing a moment. "This is much denser than steel..." she muttered softly before looking up at Gray "I can mold it, it'll just take some time."


"Take as much time as you need. I'm not in a rush or anything." he said with a little grin.


"If you want a challenge, I can show you the design for the dart I need. If that's too hard, I can always do the carving myself." he smiled. "I trust your skills though. You seem like the kind of girl that's up for a challenge."


"Sure could be interesting" Sen smirked slightly "The shape its self isn't a huge deal its more like...." She paused a moment on how best to describe her abilities. "It's like pulling clay with your mine essentially. The denser the metal the harder it is to mold. The more I try to mold it the more it also heats up making it easier to move both take a lot of focus and energy with dense metals" She explained. "Like I tried moving the tungsten blocks but I couldn't even budge them."


Gray paused what he was doing to listen, it wasn't like he was really going anywhere with the bracer anyways.


"Huh... Well, maybe titanium might be too much. I wanted it to be light so the launching mechanism could shoot it properly, but I don't mind reworking part of the design. I don't want you to overexert yourself."


Sen shook her head. "I can do it, again it'll just take time." She smiled slightly setting it on a table so it wouldn't heat up in her hand which could be dangerous if she worked for too long. "What do you want it to look like though?" She asked wanting to have some kind of reference


"Oh, right. Sorry..." he said, smiling a bit. He pulled out a piece of paper with extremely detailed drawings on it, including the inner working of the firing mechanism and reel.


"Here you go. Two inch by two inch by four inches." he explained, pointing out the large barbs. "I'm hoping that this will be able to hold my weight. I mean, it should... Hopefully. So, what do you think? My dad said if I didn't develop abilities, I'd make a good engineer."


Sen tilted her head slightly looking over the design in slight awe of all the detail. "Wow... this is really detailed..." She muttered softly looking over the paper. "I agree your dad on the engineer part." She smirked a bit before looking back down at the paper paying close attention to the design of the barb. It was simple enough overall. "I can make it though. Should hold if i make them thick enough...." she muttered looking over the design.


I'd give it a try. I'm also going to be using a new kind of razor wire with it, in case I end up losing my knives." he explained, setting the bracer on the table next to where she was working. He started adjusting the reel, before finally getting fed up with his bracer and pulling it off. He winced a bit as he rolled his arm back, hearing a loud crack.


"I hate that fuckin' thing... It's not like I need it anyways." he said, finally able to use both hands.


Sen winced slightly hearing the cracks of his joins still not able to really understand how the heck he was able to just move on like it was nothing. Unless the nerves in his arms were just dead at this point. The fact that he had a shoulder by this point must have been some kind of miracle. "You must have some kind of amazing healing abilities for your shoulder to still be working..." she muttered going back to focusing on the misshapen cubed in front of her


He looked up at her, tilting his head a bit. "Huh? Oh, I don't think I have any healing abilities... I guess I just have a high pain tolerance." he said with a small smile.


"These don't hurt things, either." he said, digging out a small bottle of pain killers.


"I'm impressed. Maybe I should get you some more titanium. If anything, it'll help you develop your powers further."


"Ah... that explains a few things." She smirked slightly before going back to the titanium. She managed to pull the metal so it vaguely started to take some kind of spiked shape though it moved slow like molasses. It was like watching something in slow motion. Sen focused intently on the metal eyes narrowed slightly in concentration.


Gray smiled a bit.


"Yeah, I can't rely on them though. In the next few days I need to get off them completely, and go back to basic therapy drills." he said, thinking. As he watched her work he smiled, almost forgetting what he was doing for a moment.


"You know, Jon and I had an interesting conversation." he said, suddenly realizing that he shouldn't have said that. He groaned a bit under his breath, adjusting the clockwork mechanism on his bracer.


Sen kept focus on the metal in front of her trying to at least get a general shape. Little details like the spikes and hooks wouldn't be difficult but getting the overall shape would be since it involved trying to move the whole chunk of metal. She only half listened to what Gray was saying as she stared intently at the morphing metal her the gray in her eyes taking on the appearance of liquid silver as a faint glow appeared around them. A few faint tendrils of pain started to thread their way through her head and she stopped to take a break. She sighed massaging her temples gently to rid herself off the beginnings of a headache that always appeared when she stressed her powers for more than a few minutes. Sen looked up to Gray realizing she had missed what he said "uh... Sorry I wasn't really paying attention."





@Alex Phalin

 

[Kharmin]

<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Brittany_originalcrop.jpg.5915e19675d8070826772f37ca6e3e9c.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29910" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Brittany_originalcrop.jpg.5915e19675d8070826772f37ca6e3e9c.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Kiara Tyrell, she thought as she considered the girl-in-black's name. She watched as Kiara was escorted to the side of the course when she had completed it by some tall, dark-clothed student. The boy kissed her and then was off to chase the instructors. Brittany's lips curled in a slight smile at the display. Romance wasn't unheard of at the academy although at times it was discouraged as two partners with divergent talents could damage themselves or others should their emotional bonds become too strong or be broken.


Brittany managed her way toward where the girl sat, still catching her breath from her run through the obstacles. She watched on her approach as Kiara lit a cigarette, ran her fingers through her hair and leaned back on her hands as she exhaled.


She crouched next to Kiara and handed over her card with her instructions on it.


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.c3d26aed871179e2fb25cc2c51e310b6.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29911" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.c3d26aed871179e2fb25cc2c51e310b6.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Kiara looked up as one of the graduate students approached her. The woman had a nice smile on her face, but Kiara wasn't really in the mood for company. Her ribs ached and although her endurance kept her from being exhausted in her run through the course, Kiara simply wanted to relax and enjoy her smoke.


The brunette in the business outfit retrieved a laminated card and handed it to Kiara: "I am a telepath and a mute. I can only speak to you in your mind. Will you allow me to do so?"


Kiara looked up from the card at the kind, green eyes of the grad student. "Are you kidding me?" she asked with obvious disdain in her voice. "Like I need someone else trying to get into my head?" Kiara took a drag from the cigarette, considered blowing smoke in the woman's face but then decided against it. She exhaled downwind from them instead.


"Go bother someone else," Kiara said as she turned her head and scanned the field for Teru. She could use his anchoring presence right about now with this ... empath ... or whatever she claimed to be crouched nearby. Hell, she's probably in my head right now and if she's good enough I wouldn't even know! Kiara knew – it wasn't the first time she had been invaded by a telepath.


Kiara turned her gaze back to the woman. She brought her sunglasses down to the tip of her nose and bore her lighter, sea-green eyes into the brunette's deeper, green ones. Kiara thought hateful and despicable thoughts, but saw no change in the woman's eyes or expression.


@PicaPirate

 

[PicaPirate]

Teru walked to where Kiara was and sit beside her, only to have his trajectory interrupted by the appearance of a woman to the scene. With her suit and all, he guessed her to be a graduate student.


While walking he caught on what Kiara said, which along with the card would suggest she really didn't want someone in her head.


Well, he didn't mind though.


"If you wish you can talk through me instead. I don't mind."


He wasn't quite sure how it would work, not having really met telepaths before, but it was worth a shot. Would save a lot of stress for Kiara too, who (from what he could gather) had only enough space for one person inside her head, which was him currently. And that came with its own emotional baggage to add.


@Kharmin


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[Kharmin]

<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Brittany_originalcrop.jpg.4fbbd446402db20e153b64d7fa7d21b6.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29915" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Brittany_originalcrop.jpg.4fbbd446402db20e153b64d7fa7d21b6.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Brittany stood when Kiara's paramour returned to her side. He was quite the catch and Brittany marveled at how Kiara could have snared such a handsome fellow. She handed him her card, and eased into his mind.


{{Thank you,}} she said. {{That's very kind of you to allow me to do this. My name is Brittany, a grad student come to help. You can call me Britt or Bree if you prefer, I don't mind.}} Her green eyes glinted with charm and sincerity. {{I sensed that Kiara had some injury, and I came to help. I can reduce the pain for her which might help it to heal if she will allow me.}}


Brittany turned her attention from Kiara to the boy and back as she spoke into his mind.


{{Or you, too,}} Brittany added as she silently cursed her lack of manners, so caught up was she in Kiara's dismissive rant toward her. {{That is, if you're hurt or suffering any pain?}}


@PicaPirate

 

[PicaPirate]

Teru came over to where Kiara sat and had a hand on her. He poked gently her chest, which would probably show she is in pain.


"She'll need healing. She won't say it, however I don't like seeing her in pain."


He knew it would probably irritate Kiara, but he rather saw her healthy than crippled with pain. He talked to Kiara now.


"I don't know what you did on that course, but I do know I don't like you hurt. So please just bear with it. Besides, how am I meant to give promises if you're in constant pain?"


The last part was a poke at Kiara which only she would understand, as it would ring hollow to anyone else.


@Kharmin


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

 

[Kharmin]

<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.42a1a787d677c376e3e054e224dd1b25.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29918" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.42a1a787d677c376e3e054e224dd1b25.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Kiara pushed her sunglasses back up to the bridge of her nose. She exhaled and ground out the cigarette on the sole of her shoe. Annoyed, she swatted Teru's prodding finger from her chest.


"I did what I had to do," she said. "As for my pain, I don't recall any complaints from you yesterday."


Kiara's glare cut up to where the grad student stood over them. "What's it to her, anyway?" she asked Teru. "Morgan or Iren probably sent her over here to try and dig through my brain. It's like I told the last empath who tried ... I don't need anyone boring their way into my head to discover what is wrong with me."


She turned back to Teru. "I know who I am and if that doesn't fit with their model, then they will try anything short of a brain-f**k to get it done. I won't, Teru. I won't have someone screwing around with my mental wiring."


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Brittany_originalcrop.jpg.0f8e71af9953f8f5430eeb6c1cdedf6e.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29917" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Brittany_originalcrop.jpg.0f8e71af9953f8f5430eeb6c1cdedf6e.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Brittany heard the diatribe and her green eyes turned soft and sad. She had had others before who were reticent in the touch of a telepath, but clearly Kiara had experienced something quite traumatic from one in her past.


{{It's ok, Teru,}} Brittany said as she used the name that Kiara had for him. Her mental voice was soft and caring, like a mother's for her sick or injured children. {{I'm used to this kind of reaction. If it's any consolation, I can't "dig" into someone's mind as Kiara fears. I'm not that talented, especially if the subject fights against it.}}


Brittany sighed. {{I just wanted to make the pain subside, that's all.}}


@PicaPirate

 

[PicaPirate]

Teru sighed with the situation. Was there a worse combination of people possible? Well, yes. If Brittany were obnoxious it would be worse.


"Look. Brittany can't actually go into your mind if you don't want them to. Especially with walls like yours. She's just not good enough to do that.


And besides, what does pain relief have to do with telepathy?"


He scratched the side of his face in thought. His face for once showed public emotion, which was deep thought at a million miles an hour.


"Just don't worry about those fears. She isn't going to do any of the aforementioned to heal you. Besides, I'm sure you'd rather not be in pain too."


@Kharmin

 

[Kharmin]

<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Brittany_originalcrop.jpg.2a92a3c2a810acd61186bc1791133aee.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29920" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Brittany_originalcrop.jpg.2a92a3c2a810acd61186bc1791133aee.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Before Kiara had the chance to argue Teru's points, Brittany deftly reached into the girl's mind, touched her pain receptors and disengaged.


She'll hate me for it, Brittany thought, but that's the risk I'm willing to take.


<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.1f79d0d43a86a17a6c955fea37e479f2.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="29919" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.1f79d0d43a86a17a6c955fea37e479f2.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> "So she says," Kiara retorted. "Look, it's easy for you – it's not your head that she'll be ...."


Kiara quickly stood, turned on Brittany and in an instant her talent slammed the woman and knocked her several feet back. "You bitch!" she screamed at the grad student as she relentlessly pushed the woman farther away from her. "What did you do to me?"


Brittany stood no chance against Kiara's wall of force. Instead of the gentle push that Kiara had performed on Teru the other day, this pressure was violent and full of burning fury. Brittany tumbled to the ground from the initial attack and then rolled along the still wet and muddied ground and Kiara forced her away. Several other students were caught in Kiara's wall and were likewise flung to the ground and forcefully pushed away from Kiara. Feet became yards as Kiara forced her will on Brittany.


"See?" she shouted to Teru as she continued her press against Brittany and the poor, unexpected few who were caught in the wake. "You can't trust them!"


@PicaPirate

 

[Shura]

Morgan Winford


Morgan helped get the last of the students up and off to the cafeteria, a few heading to the clinic for some scrapes and cuts from getting through the course. Though it seemed that most were gained by trying to catch Mica and Nikolas. She shook her head with a small smile, everyone had done well and completed the course which is all that mattered to her.


She watched the students as the filtered back towards the school an uneasiness in her gut. Although everything seemed clam with in Academy and town of Winford she knew the outside the boundaries was changing quickly and not for the better. Morgan only hoped that things would stay calm to allow everyone to grow strong and learn enough to defend themselves. The fact that so many left once the option was given didn't help ease her worries. She shook her head pushing her worries off for the moment and started towards the school.


She noticed Brittney "talking" with two other students one of which being Kiara. She frowned slightly noticing things weren't exactly going very friendly. Not a surprise given Kiaras file this far. She sighed softly knowing Britt was just trying to help and made her way over. She only managed a few steps before seeing everyone in the surrounding area suddenly pushed over by some kind of violent force. She gasped softly before narrowing her eyes and taking control. Several of the shadows in the area started moving before leaving the ground and taking solid shape helping the students back to their feet.


She notice Brittney was also caught in the wave and a wave of protective instincts kicked in. Over the years she had grown to think of Brit as a younger sister of sorts with all the time Brit had spent with her and Iren. Morgan noticed that the student was still pushing against Britt and her temper flared. She did no stand for use of abilities on other students, especially those she considered family. A wall of shadows came up between Kiaras force bubble and Brittney pushing back to let the graduate get to her feet with the assistance of some shadows.


She made her way over her posture no longer lax or friendly but rather stern with hints of anger. "What just happened here?" She questioned looking between Britt, Kiara and Teru.


@PicaPirate

 

[King Of Imagination]

Mica stood in the center of campus, an illusion of a large flashing neon sign floating above his head, point at him and saying "Freerunning for Stamina and Agility, taught by Mica, starting in 10 minutes" He grinned and started stretching, feeling a little stiff. His quads especially felt sore. He smiled, waiting patiently for any students who were willing to run with him.

 

[SkyGinge]

Jon arrived in the dining hall and sat himself down to eat dinner. He was famished after all the exercise of the morning, and soon made quick work of his meal, one again leaving a bombsite of crumbs at his place at the table. They had been training a little longer that most, and thus the dining room was near abandoned now. To his slight dismay, the other pair were nowhere to be found. He figured they were probably in the dorms or back in the training room, but didn't want to rudely interupt them. Still, he couldn't help but wonder what Gray would do in their time spent alone. Now that he knew he wasn't alone in his feelings, he'd no doubt try something soon. This really is all some weird animistic game, Jon mused, And I'm not sure if I like that.


Alone and thoughtful, Jon's thoughts turned to Sen. So the feelings of intimacy he felt inside weren't just protection then. It was unsurprising that he'd not been able to place them, seeing as he'd never fallen for anybody before. But why now, why here? Five days into new school life? Why her, most of all? Jon realised he already knew. Her shyness, mostly. And those wonderful silver eyes. He smiled to his solitary self, gazing off distantly to the far wall. Then he found a difficult question.


If I were Sen, who would I choose? He shook his head at the stupidity of the question. After all, he didn't know her interests in boys, if indeed she had any at all. He'd almost certainly never find out, seeing as she hardly spoke about her hobbies and interest, let alone the opposite sex and much more personal feelings. Quite suddenly he felt horribly outclassed by the other boy. He was a little effeminate in appearence, sure, but he held a sort of ethereal attractiveness in that, one that definitely outmatched his slightly peculiar looks. Gray was as kind to her as he was, if not more, and much more talented and skilled and, Jon thought, interesting. It's ordinary vs extraudinary, essentially, he mused sadly. But the best thing he could do at least was try.

 

[PicaPirate]

Teru was for a moment silent, trying to comprehend the situation. This was...way beyond his capabilities.


He looked at Morgan, then back to Kiara.


What was he meant to say?


"Well..my guess is Brittany went in and did...something, which Kiara did not act kind to. I'm not sure exactly what it was though. Or any clue."


Teru was holding Kiara's hand firmly. This was a tense situation to say the least. It was debatable who was in the wrong, the one who went in non-consented into someone's head, or the one who reacted violently to it.


@Kharmin


@Shura


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