Tension Rising - Main thread [Fight or Flight]

[SkyGinge]

"Hey," Jon protested with a smile, "If I were playing to win I'd choose a game less luck orientated, miss!" He teased her lightly. "Suppose I'll have to win though now, just to prove you right." He had no intention of trying for the win though. Subtly as ever, it was actually just as much of a enjoyable challenge sometimes to try and make the opponent win without realising you were letting them. Being a good actor, Jon's bluffs were incredible, and he couldn't recall a single time he'd been called out for purposely losing. Besides, losing also brought the joy of seeing somebody's gleeful victory reaction, as with Sen as the foe, that reaction would be five-hundred times as precious.


...


Half an hour later, Jon leant back on the chair, a tired smile on his features. It was largely a game of luck, which went against Jon's normal gaming interests, but with Sen as an opponent he hardly cared. In fact, even more interesting that comedically bluffing his hand each time had been Sen's gradual relaxation from tense and unsure to almost as calm as him, all natural smiles and beautiful soft laughter. They had won just about as many as each-other, but Jon wasn't really very competitive at all so the thought of winning was nothing to him.


Thankfully, Gray had also joined in after the first round. At first he had been reluctant, but after he managed to win a few rounds he began to join their relaxation crew. At the end of the time though, the game was just beginning to go stale, and the pair decided that they needed to shower off the paint from their grid experiences. Waving them cheerily out of his room, Jon closed the door behind him and slumped down on the chair. A droopy, distant smile formed as he stared nonchalant at the far wall, leaving no doubt as to who occupied his happy thoughts.


@Shura


@Alex Phalin

 

[Shura]

Sen Harper

Sen was awkward as usual however as she learned more about the game she became more comfortable letting down her defenses more and getting caught up in the moment. Once or twice she cheered when she won a hand. She wasn't the best by far but small victories were always appreciated. Things only got more interesting when Gray joined in stirring thing up with his own antics. It was entertaining to say the least. She smiled over to Jon as they left the room "We should play again and hopefully I wont lose as often." She chuckled softly before waving and heading out into the hall.


She really did look forward to showering and getting the paint off of her skin. The game had distracted her from the sticky paint but now it was starting to flake off and overall be uncomfortable. She looked over to Gray happy that he had managed to loosen up and relax to enjoy the game. "See, it wasn't that bad."





@Alex Phalin @SkyGinge

 

[Gobbo]

Gray smiled warmly, having enjoyed the game. He had felt really awkward at first, but he had soon warmed up to the game. In fact, it was the most fun he could remember having in a very long time.


"No, it was very nice... I had a lot of fun." he said with a smile, his eyes watering up. He tried not to show it, but tears started to run down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them away, turning to look at the wall for a few moments.


"I'm sorry... Just ignore me." he said quickly, sniffling.


@Shura

 

[Wrath Of Athena]

Madison awoke with a start when her alarm clock went off. "Ungh... It's too early..." She blindly groped her hand around the clock until she found a button, then pressed it. It's Saturday... why did I set it for so early? She said as she drifted back into unconsciousness. Before she could successfully find her way back into blissful sleep, her alarm went off again. Damn it... Snooze... She actually bothered to open her eyes this time. She looked over at the clock, then noticed that it was almost 11! I missed breakfast!! She thought, as if it were the most important thing in the world. Which it was, to her empty stomach. She quickly got up and got dressed, not wanting to go out in her pajamas this late in the morning. She ran out her door and down the hall to the cafeteria, hoping that there would still be food left.


@anyone in the cafeteria

 

[Gobbo]

Mark was in the cafeteria, passed out asleep on his morning toast. No telling how long he'd been knocked out for, but judging by the small drool spot forming on his tray, probably a while. He hadn't slept too well the night before, and it showed.


@Silent Justice

 

[Wrath Of Athena]

Madison grabbed some toast and a fried egg, as that was all that was left. The cafeteria seemed fairly empty... Then she noticed Mark with his face on the table. She thought maybe he was just tired or bored, or something, but then as she got closer, she noticed the small pool of... some sort of liquid, forming near his face. She thought it might be drool... Ew. She walked over and shook his shoulders gently, saying "Good morning Mark."


@Alex Phalin

 

[Gobbo]

Mark groaned quietly, his eyes barely fluttering open.


"Huh?" as he sat up, the piece of toast stayed stuck on his face for a few moments before falling to the table. He yawned hugely, wiping his face for a moment before he realized who had woken him up.


"Oh, g'mornin'." he said groggily, smiling as warmly as he could considering the fact that he was exhausted.


"How're you?"


@Silent Justice

 

[Shura]

@Alex Phalin

Spoiler

Sen blinked a few times when his phone went off and he was more or less back to normal. She wondered who text him and what to kill his buzz. Still it really wasn't her business but that didn't make her curious. "Alright..." She smiled slightly. "I'll see you in a bit then." She nodded before heading to her room.


After a while he came back and walked into his room, closing the door behind him. He wondered how he'd get to making her new weapon, and soon got to work. Pulling out the pieces he'd need for the mechanism, he decided to wait on the bracer until she joined him. That way he would make it so it fit her perfectly.


She rummaged through her clothes grabbing a dark blue tank top and black sweat pants for a change since most of her jeans were paint splattered or just dirty in general. After a hot shower with some extra time taken to make sure the scrapes and cuts on her arms were clean since she was splattered with paint. A few bruises showed up on her arms where the paintballss hit. They hurt slightly but it Sen barly felt it. Not wanting to have her hoody all wet she braided her hair back. It had taken a bit to get all of the pain out of it but overall it had been a good morning.


Gray jumped a little at the knock, steadying his breathing for a moment. He went over and opened the door with a little smile.


"Hey. Feel better?" he asked with a grin, moving back over to his work bench.


"Come over here for a moment?" he asked, turning to face her. He had the mechanism's frame in his hand, and a little smile on his face.


"How was the shower?"


"Yeah, much better." She grinned following him into the room and sitting back on the same spot as she did before. She noted another project in the works and tilted her head slightly. "What are you working on now?" She asked curiously interested in what he might be doing this time around. "It was much needed my arms are fine though, just got a few bruises from the barrage of paintballs I was hit with." She muttered. "Did you get everything you needed done?"


"Well... You know how you keep your wire in your pocket? I figured that might be a little inconvenient, so I'm making you a set of reels. I just need measurements for your arms." he explained, taking her arm with a light touch and sizing up the frame. He also pulled out a flexible tape measure and took measurements. Once he was satisfied he pulled out some heavy, supple leather and smiled a bit.


He nodded in response to her question with a little smile, cutting the leather easily.


"Are there any designs or anything that you like? I could tool the leather for you."


Sen blinked a few time confused at the mention of making something for her. "Wait your making me a bracers?" She questioned as if expecting him to say it was some kind of joke. It was one thing to be bought something but she never had anyone make her anything, especially nothing so elaborate. "Are you sure...?" she muttered softly watching as he measured her arm and pull out the leather.


"Absolutely. I mean... You've done so much for me already. It's only fair." he said with a grin. The leather was soon cut to shape, and he took it and wrapped it around her arm to check. The leather was obviously a very high grade, strong and soft.


"I'd like to make something for Jon too, I just don't know what he would want." He put holes in the leather to run the buckles, and worked on attaching the reel frame.


"You don't have too... I dono what you mean by I've done a lot for you..." she muttered shyly as she rested back braced herself on her arms . She watched as he he worked with the leather amazed at how soft it was. "Jon?" She muttered thinking a moment. "That's a good question... I dono. Maybe something for training?" she suggested with an unsure tone.


"You've done more than you realize." he said cryptically, turning back to his work. He hummed a little tune under his breath, working on the bracer happily. He expanded the frame to fit three different reels, and looked over at her for a moment.


"Like a sword or something?"


Sen tilted her head slightly not really sure what he meant by that but didn't question it either. She didn't to come off as ungrateful. "Possibly.." She muttered softly "Though he said he was having something made already... so it might have a sword.." She thought a loud. "I can't think of anything though..."


Gray nodded, thinking.


"I'm sure I'll figure something out..." he said with a little smile as he finished up the housing. Deciding to put a little more work into the bracer he pulled out a small engraving tool and started to carve an intricate design into the metal, going quiet for a long while.


Once he was done he looked over to her with a little grin.


"Hand me your spools?"


Sen watched gray quietly leaning forward after a short while to watch him work. It was interesting to watch someone else work and she could pick up on some thing if only what not to do when there was a mistake or two. Though she wasn't sure if she would ever use such a technique. She looked up as he asked for her spools. she dug unto her pocket pulling out the three spools handing him curious as to how this was going to work.


He took the spools and opened up the freshly-engraved cover, sliding the three spools into place. They fit perfectly, and he threaded just enough wire through the holes in the side to crimp down some metal stoppers.


Closing up the cover he smiled, sliding it over her arm.


"There. Let me know what you think."


Sen held out her arm as he finished to slid the bracer onto her lithe arm. She ran her fingers over the detail he had carved into it before deciding to test it. She manipulated the thread from the spindles having it thread out and curl into identikit design. before whirling the wire back into its spool. She grinned widely realizing how much easier it would be to use her wires and keep track of them. A fit of bubbly giddiness rose up as she looked over to gray. It really was amazing if only because he had taken the time to make it. taking extra time to add in detail. "It works great!" She replied before giving into impulse and hugging the blond tightly. "Thank you."


Gray let out a little 'oof' when she hugged him, smiling hugely. He hugged her back tightly, closing his eyes for a moment.


"You're welcome. I hope it keeps you safe." he said with a warm laugh, enjoying her embrace for just a few moments longer. As he pulled away his eyes met hers.


"I'm glad you like it. If you want me to, I can put some designs in the leather later." His hands lingered lightly on her waist for a moment before he pulled them away, a blush on his cheeks.


"Thanks for being here. I mean, spending time with me, being my friend... It's something I'm not used to."


It took sen a moment to realize that she had hugged Gray and blushed softly pulling back as well a bit embarrassed for being so impulsive. Thankfully he didn't seem to mind. She smiled softly blush fading quite a but still coloring her cheeks. "Well... as said before... I think we both go lucky in terms of finding friends." She chuckled softly "but seriously... thank you. I've never any one make me anything... and this is amazing and will make things a whole lot easier..."


Gray smiled sheepishly, and before he could stop himself his fingertips brushed lightly along her cheek.


"It was my pleasure. I want you to be as safe as possible... I'd die if anything happened to you." he said quietly.


"To be honest, it's something I've been thinking about a lot lately... Trying to figure out what I can make for you. I have a feeling that more attacks will happen soon, and I just want you to be safe."


Her blushed deepend slightly slightly when he brushed against her cheek, something fluttered on the inside her stomach. She pulled back slightly when he mentioned dieing though and frowned slightly. After several days of mostly calm training she never really considered death. Things seemed more or less safe in the school now that everyone was on guard so it wasn't something she wanted to think would happen. She smiled softly "I wouldn't worry about that... between you, Jon and myself were pretty damn safe." She said her smile growing slightly. "Not to mention the others in the school who have also been training. So I think so long as we stick together we're safe."


Gray forced a small smile, though it was obviously a strained one as she pulled away. He quickly shifted back in his chair a bit, looking at the ground.


"Yeah... I'm sure we'll be just fine." he said, though he wasn't really convinced.


"So long as we stick together. As friends."


"Exactly" She nodded slightly with a warm grin. She could feel the uncertainty in his words, which was understandable. Sen didn't really know how safe they were or if they were even capable to really defending themselves. Still she had to hold out hope or give into hopeless thoughts that the end would come sooner than she wanted. The thought of loosing friends so soon after making them terrified her the most. Her eyes traveled to the bracer that was on her arm feeling giddy once more. "It really is amazing though. It'll make keeping track of the wires easier. I know I still need a lot more practice though... "she muttered sitting back onto the bed

Gray seemed to cheer up, seeing how happy she was with the bracer. He grinned a bit and took her hand, making sure the bracer was properly adjusted. He wanted to make it as comfortable for her to wear as possible.


"I'm really glad you like it. If you want me to add or change anything on it, just tell me. Don't worry, I don't charge for my work." he teased, her hand feeling warm in his cold hand.


Sen chuckled softly "I doubt I would be able to really pay for anything this amazing." She smiled shyly. "I'm not much of a engineer or tech person so I dono what would be even possible." She looked off, remembering how Gray was able to fight. Focuse and controlled. "Thought every bit helps really... I dont have an idea on how to fight some metal manipulation"

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Spoiler

Sylista was quite surprised, as the boy made a sudden movement, and reappeared from under the bench with... A Kiwi...? Well, considering the unusual nature of the school, it was only too fitting that such an odd creature was present. Sylista began slowly reaching out a hand, intending on petting the bird, when it suddenly pecked the boy in the face. She quickly drew her hand back, deciding against the idea.
"Stop disappearing Pandora, there's supposed to be dangerous people around."


What? Supposed to be dangerous people around? That didn't make much sense. Why would anyone be expecting dangerous people to be around? Before Sylista was able to give the subject much thought, the boy continued. "Well, first of all you've got to get an ID, if I remember rightly.. Well, alright. I can show you, if you'd like."


Sylista breathed a heavy sigh of relief, "oh, that would be great! Well, if you don't mind, of course. I hope I'm not interrupting anything. If you've got somewhere else you need to be, I can manage on my own." She smiled, hopeful that he would be able to help her, but not wanting to impose herself upon the first person she'd met at the school.

Alec smiled at her attempt to pet Pandora. "Usually I can keep him calm enough for you to attempt that, but right now... I don't think so." He tried petting Pandora himself, but quickly pulled his hand before his surprisingly sharp beak snapped around it. "Yikes, he's got a quite a temperament."


He turned back to her, and shrugged at her next statement. "If I had places I needed to be on a saturday, I'd be more boring than I thought I was." He turned towards the area where the ID place was located, if he remembered right.

Sylista nodded, and began to ready her bags, when she realized she hadn't even introduced herself, yet. "Thank you, I appreciate the help. By the way, I'm Sylista." She paused for a moment, and softly set her bags down again. "Umm... I know it's kind of a lot to ask, considering we don't even really know each other, but could you possibly help me with one of my bags?" As much as she hated asking people she didn't know for favors, Sylista supposed she didn't really have much of a choice, as she was certain at least one, if not both, of her arms were going to fall off, at this rate.

Alec turned back to her. "Bags..?" He looked down at her bags, and frowned. Why'd she have to pack so much? He took a step forward and hoisted one of them up on his shoulder. His parents had forced him to stay in acceptable shape, so beside not really being into sports and stuff, Alec wasn't weak, and he actually used to do acrobatics.


"No problem, and my name is Alec!" He said with a smile. He did like his name. Alec always sounded right to him. "Well then, shall we?" He said, as he lead her through the building towards the ID office. Of course he bombarded her with strange questions, random (and probably at times disturbing)facts, whilst getting them lost looking for the office. He wasn't great at multitasking, and interacting with a fellow human being while trying to coordinate himself wasn't working out too great. At least they made it eventually.


When they got to her room, Alec took the liberty of falling down on her bed. He put Pandora down with him, who'd calmed down to an acceptable mood, and started petting him while casually making conversation with the girl, who he probably wouldn't leave alone for the foreseeable future. "So wait, you didn't tell me, what's your power?"

Relieved to finally have everything in her room, Sylista was able to relax a bit, and set to unpacking her things, as Alec nonchalantly flopped down on her bed.


"So wait, you didn't tell me, what's your power?"


"Oh. My power." That was odd. She'd never been asked that before. The question sounded quite strange to her, but as she thought about it, she figured she'd be hearing quite a few more times during her stay at Winford. "Umm... it's a bit difficult to explain," she paused for a moment. "I'm good with plants. I can talk to and manipulate pretty much anything that grows out of the ground. Here, I'll show you." She opened the heavier of the two suitcases she had, the one Alec had carried for her. Inside were multiple planting pots, stuffed with a soft packing material, to ensure they didn't break. Pulling out the few pots revealed two large bags of soil, which Sylista quickly set about distributing between the pots.


Pausing the work she was doing, she turned to Alec. "How about you? What's your power?" Sylista grabbed the smaller bag she'd been carrying with her, and produced a few separate plastic bags filled with small seeds. She carefully picked through each of the bags, taking care to place particular seeds in particular flower pots. To any onlookers, it would likely look as though she were just struggling with OCD. Truth be told, being able to communicate with plantlife, Sylista knew best what types of plants got along with other types of plants. It was never fun to have two plants that disliked each other, sharing a pot.No fun, at all.


Finally satisfied with the placement of the various seeds, and the pots across the room, she turned back to Alec, awaiting his response.

"Super gardening? No, that doesn't sound very impressive. More like nature manipulation, then?" He asked, not jokingly at all, as this was actually how his brain worked. He was lying on her bed facing away from her while petting Pandora during this, and rolled around when she inquired about his abilities. Before he could say anything though, he was sidetracked by her weird behaviour. Sorting seeds? Interesting.


Instead of actually saying anything he just sat there quietly, observing her handiwork as she carefully sorted seeds into pots. He was utterly confused by it, but he didn't question it, he just sat there fascinated. When she turned and faced him again, he snapped back to reality. "Oh, uhh... My power."


He pursed his lips and seemed to contemplate something before continuing, "It's a sort of kind of psionic energy, you see." He sat up properly and pulled up his sleeves, before sending a wave of energy through his body from his left arm to his right. The crack-like shapes quickly light up and then darkened again as the energy passed through them, and when it reached his face before going down his right arm, his eyes lit up with a purple glow briefly. When the light reached the tips of his right hand's fingers, small flame-like shapes of energy immediately started flowing from them.


It was a party trick he'd spent many nights in front of the mirror perfecting, and he was quite proud he managed to pull it off, so he chuckled slightly. He brought his 'burning' fingers together, and created


a small dreidel out of the energy, which he sat down on the floor and spun. "Heh, that's a bit of what I can do." He said, as he observed his dreidel, satisfied over how he'd managed to get it balanced.


He looked up at her "Hey, you never showed me anything."

Sylista watched as the object spun, fascinated by the boy's ability. Compared to that, her "super gardening", as he had referred to it, didn't seem very "super".


"Hey, you never showed me anything."


"Huh? Oh. That's right." She turned, and pulled a gallon container, filled with water out of her bag, again distributing it as evenly as possible between the different pots around the room. Anyone who was accustomed to gardening would argue that the copious amounts of water she gave the seeds would likely end up drowning them. They would have been correct, under normal circumstances. As she finished pouring water over the plants, she approached the pot nearest the window, and caressed the soil softly with her hand. Slowly, a small sprout worked it's way up through the soil.


Sylista began a small pulling motion with her index finger, as if she were trying to coax the plant from the soil. The effects were incredible. The plant (a white rose) quickly sprung up, growing tall enough to just avoid touching the ceiling, and nearly a foot in diameter. Large thorns sprouted from the thick stem, and the bud at the top bloomed, rapidly. Sylista admired her handiwork, smiling to herself, and turning to Alec.


"I guess it's sorta lame. But that's an example, anyway. I guess if I needed to, I could probably try shooting the thorns off, but I don't really see any reason I'd need to," she shrugged. "So, yeah! That's that."

Alec looked on in fascination as she sprouted a big ass flower from a pot. "Well, I mean, in all honesty, you'd definitely make one helluva gardener." His dreidel disappeared in a puff of purple smoke-like energy as he leaned against the wall. "Not very practical for combat though, is it? I'd like to say that we're in a school for everyone with powers, but it's more like a war academy." He got a sad expression, and looked down at his hands.


"This place isn't as much for developing your abilities as it is for learning how to use your abilities lethally." He went quiet for a while, and then added "Oh yeah, you didn't hear about the incident a couple days back, eh? You must've seen the gym... This place was attacked by metas. I was there, and I'm kinda lucky I'm still alive. People died back then." He went quiet again, and then stood up from the bed. "Meh, sorry if I brought you down. I believe in the cause of the school though, so I don't regret anything." He took a couple steps towards the door out, and then waved to her. "It was nice talking to you, but I feel like I need to isolate myself and think about things. I guess I'll see you around... See you." And so he left.

 

[GeneralZod]

Hayden


He had been in the library doing research on the computers and in books, while it didn't have much in the way of his particular issue there was quite a bit of things about werewolves in lore. From what the old stories had it might be that instead of having to worry all the time he might have to only combat the animal itself while he was transformed which was something Hayden would gladly trade off as long as he could have a normal mind for once. The article he was currently reading only reinforced the point even further, the computer desk had enough room on it for the four other book he had behind it and the one book he had open to the left while he went back and forth between both the book and internet. Maybe Morgan would be able to make more sense of it than him, once he finished he was going to bring the notes he wrote down on a sheet paper and show them to her to see if it made sense to her as well.

 

[AshenLily]

Sylista was definitely surprised at Alec's words. "People died back then." What? The school had been attacked? Sylista felt a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach. The violence of the world that her parents had sent her here to avoid, seemed that it may actually be more prevalent at the school, than it was at home.


"It was nice talking to you, but I feel like I need to isolate myself and think about things. I guess I'll see you around... See you."'


"Uhh--" he was gone before she could say a word. "Well, that was definitely a bit of a strange situation. Okay, then." Sylista sat on the bed for a moment, contemplating what Alec had said. A war academy? She released a soft sight. "Well, I guess that kinda rules me out, then." She lay on the bed for nearly an hour, contemplating the day's events. Surely there had to be some way that she could make use of her powers in a fight, right?


Resolved to better master her powers, so she would be able to use them, in the event that they became necessary, Sylista made her way back outside, near a small grove of trees, and began experimenting with her powers, commanding the trees to perform various actions. She found she was able to manipulate their roots and branches, which she figured could be useful for combat. Turning her attention toward some of the smaller plants, she found she was also able to make them grow thorns at an extremely rapid pace, resulting in the abnormally large thorns effectively being shot off as projectiles.


Sylista smiled slightly. That could definitely come in handy. She continued practicing with her powers, working on figuring out what would be the most efficient attacks to use, if she ended up needing them.

 

[Flip Jester Boy]

Charles drove to the academy in his classic sports car which he fixed up himself. He sighed and said to himself, smiling, "Hah, never thought I'd be returning to this place. Ah, so many memories."


It had been 7 years since he last saw the school. He was never called back, so he decided to visit it himself. He pulled up to the parking lot and got out of his car, taking a deep breath and looking around. He also noticed a few unfamiliar cars in the lot. Other graduates? He opened the trunk of his car and pulled out his bag and suitcase, knowing he would be staying in the academy for a while. He approached the main building, noticing that not many people were around, including some of the staff.


He left his bag and suitcase by the front desk in the lobby of the main building and proceeded to look around. Still no one. Charles then decided to see if the principal was still there. The old geezer always gave him a talking to whenever he got into trouble. He snickered at the thought of another lecture by her. He arrived at the office of the principal and knocked on the door.

 

[Shura]

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Iren Winford

The day had been quiet for the most part with most of the students on the trip. A good day for catching up on all the paper work and reports. At least it would have been if it hadn't been for the alert that the prisoner they had been detaining since the attack escaped. No one knew how only that it happened shortly after everyone left for the trip. There was no video feed for a chunk of time and someone had messed with the locks. Someone had known about their system and used it to their advantage.


The loss of the prisoner wasn't so much an issue, something told her that he didn't have a whole lot of information in the first place. It was the fact that someone had gotten past their security and left no trace. John was already working like the mad man he is to re-do everything in terms of security. Iren had been trying to figure out what in gods name happened and who helped the prisoner escape.


There was a knock on her door which drew her attention away from the photos and files before her. "Come in." She called looking back down at the file. She half expected it to be one the secretaries with more information.


@Flip Jester Boy

 

[Flip Jester Boy]

Charles took a deep breath and put a smile on his face. He heard the old woman's voice from the other side of the door. He opened it slowly to try and make a dramatic appearance. "Well, well, well, Ms. Winford. It sure has been a while since we last spoken to each other," He said as he entered the room and leaning on the wall next to the door. "So, any stern lectures for me on why I haven't been visiting the Academy recently?" He looked around the office. Everything was where it always was, with a few misplaced objects, but he dismissed it as some redecoration.

 

[Shura]

Iren Winford

Iren looked up seeing one of the older student enter her office. It took her a moment or two to place the face before she smiled slightly. "Ah what a pleasant surprise, good to see you again Charles." She shook her head to the notion of scolding him. "No, my days of scolding you graduates has passed. I leave that to Stephan now." She pointed out. "I'm actually really happy to see you back here. I take it you're hear for the same reason as many of the other graduates then?" Before she could get much further her phone rang. The older woman excused herself for one moment and picked up the phone.


A moment passed before Iren went from fairly calm and friendly to deathly serious and a bit angry. "And your sure everyone is safe? Their condition... okay... make sure everyone gets back here ASAP." She said quickly before standing. She looked up to Charles. "Sorry, It seems there was an attack on the students who went on the field trip. Only two people were injured but both have been held thankfully." Iren was relived that there were not additional deaths but also even more stressed since this incident just added to her stress.


@Flip Jester Boy

 

[Flip Jester Boy]

(Before the phone call)


"Hah, another oldie? And even more, a guy older than you," Charles said jokingly as he took a seat in front of the principal's desk. "Speaking of Stephan, has he died recently? Or does he still have the same power as he did before?" He couldn't remember what Stephan's power was. "And if the reason of the other graduates is to visit just for fun, then yes."


(After the phone call)


"Field trip, huh? That's probably where everyone else is then," Charles commented to himself as he reclined in the chair he was sitting in. "And you shouldn't worry too much about the students. They can probably take care of themselves." He could still see a sense of distress in Iren's face. "By the way, did something happen here recently?"

 

[Shura]

Iren Winford

Iren moved surprisingly quick for her age gathering files and texting messages to those who needed it. "You may or may not have noticed the recent increase in rouge meta attacks. Earlier this week there was one on the school. Two students were killed and several other injured." She explained. "Stephan as well as other graduates have been arriving at the school to both protect the students and help them learn how to defend themselves. I have a feeling that the attacks are only going to happen more often, todays just proved that much."

 

[Flip Jester Boy]

Charles nodded. "I've been hearing reports of the attacks on the radio. Something's gotta be going on." He then leaned forward and put his head on the backs of his hands. "But if you need my support, then you've got it." He then sat up and crossed his arms in thought. "Hey, I've got an idea. I wanna see how prepared these kids are for a fight right after one they just had. Care to hear more?"

 

[Shura]

Iren Winford

The older woman quirked her brow slightly at the graduate student. "I'm open to suggestions, though I would rather let them recover for the rest of the evening." She spoke as she returned to her desk filling through several forms and papers. "Thus far most of them have done well against the usual first week challenges, some fared very well on the Grid as well. They all show potential, its more a matter of how much time we have to train them before things go from bad to worse."

 

[Gobbo]

Zack had been patched up to the best of the EMTs abilities and dropped back off at the school, where he was currently staring groggily at a plate of food in front of him in the cafeteria. His arm was up in a sling with a large bandage over the wound, and it looked like he was having a hard enough time staring at his food, much less eating it. No telling how long he had been sitting there, but it was obvious that he hadn't eaten a thing since he got there. Occasionally he'd groan and try to poke at his food with a fork, but after the first fifteen times he decided to just give up and stare at it.


@theunderwolf @anyoneinthecafeteria

 

[Flip Jester Boy]

(Before the students arrive)


"They won't have much time to rest if the amount of attacks stays consistent, especially if things do get worse. They need to be prepared." Charles stood up and paced around the office. "What I was thinking was when the students return from the trip, I could pretend to be holding you as a 'hostage' in front of the main building. I would then challenge the strongest of the students to a fight for your 'freedom.' Of course I would hold back a little while fighting the student, whoever he or she is. We would need to message the staff and graduates to not interfere and obviously let them in on it so they wouldn't take it seriously either." He then leaned on Iren's desk. "So, what do ya think?"

 

[Shura]

Iren Winford

Iren listened to Charles idea and thought it had some merit however the timing was not a good one. "As good as an idea it might be now is not the time. For one not only one but several students would most likely fight you. Second I rather have the students recovered and rested in case of another attack then worn out and beaten down. As much as I try to push them there is a fine line between pushing your self and exhaustion. The later we cannot afford to have with the unpredictable nature of the Rouges. Lastly I have several things I need to take care of before and upon the students arrival." She stated closing the folder and rising from her desk.

 

[theunderwolf]

Fox sat down in front of Zack and glared at his untouched food. "You know..." She said after a minute of concerned glances,"Where I come from, someone would've taken this from you and eaten it by now. I don't exactly want to steal your food, but nature demands I do it or shove it down your throat and i doubt either f us would enjoy that." Then a small grin burst through,"Besides if you do want to eat I can give you this." She finished pushing a plate of fresh, hand caught, sushi to him.


@Alex Phalin

 

[Der Kojote]

Ezekiel


The bus ride had been smooth, a sharp contrast to the fact not an hour ago, they were fighting for life and limb against a madman and his retinue of crossbow wielding worshipers. Zeek stared at his food, he was hungry, sending a person flying through the air with TK would do that for anyone. He gobbled it down, I'm going to eat so much I go into a food coma. Then I'm going to bed and try and forget this whole day happened. Well some of it. It was true, sure the day hadn't gone amazingly but, no one had died. He had met more people, like he originally intended on. Finally he didn't have to conceal his powers, or be afraid of someone discovering him, it was a relief really. Hell he'd talked more today than most other days in the previous year! Social worries no longer were a concern, just crazy people kicking down the front door. But that could wait for another day.

 

[Gobbo]

Zack looked up at her when he heard her voice, his eye clouded over and unfocused.


"Huh? I'm hungry, but my food is staring at me." he said groggily, still obviously drugged up from his ambulance ride.


"Doctor said to eat, but I can't if it keeps staring at me like that." he looked down at his plate, which consisted of a few pieces of fried chicken and mashed potatoes. He looked over at the plate that she pushed over to him and smiled a groggy, lopsided smile.


"That's better. These ones only have noses." he said happily, reaching over to grab a piece. He chewed slowly, looking up at her.


"You're a good person. I like you." he said with his mouth full, before reaching over to grab another piece.


@theunderwolf