Tension Rising - Main thread [Fight or Flight]

Iren Winford


The principal stepped off the the stage feeling everything went well. She hoped that more students would stay as opposed to leave. Her thoughts were interrupted by someone calling her name. She looked over spotting one of the returning students as she pushed her way through the crowd her energetic attitude contrasting sharply against the other students. She smiled warmly, "Welcome back, Julian." She greeted, accepting the notice given. "It seems some Metas decided to spread their brand of chaos onto the school grounds. Three of them are... well, dead, regrettably. One got away, and one is in custody." She shook her head. "I am glad you made it here safely, though. I wouldn't worry about trying to give anyone pay back just yet."


@ProcFailures
 
Thomas glared at his reflection. He wanted...no...needed to get stronger. He glared more intensely.


Why not leave them all. They can handle themselves. They don't need you.


A voice within him whispered. Seems that absorbing negative emotions also absorbed a bit of malice.


"Shut up..." He said.


This is what you want deep within, you want revenge. Revenge for everything that life has thrown at you, for everything God has denied you, for everything that fate has led you to.


"Shut it! I'm not like you! I'm not leaving my friends!"


What friends? The ones that ignore you? The ones that belittle you? The ones that you don't know anything about? Face it, you don't have any friends Tactician!


Anger rose within him. This voice in his head was very infuriating. His hand struck the mirror as he turned to leave. If he had looked he would've seen the fractured mirror radiating a vivid red color.
 
Glaedwyn, hearing the offer for students to leave, almost laughed out loud. Something along the lines of "oh, you can leave, but if you do, you'll probably die" was bouncing its way around most students' heads. He grinned and started walking, before he noted metal girl sitting all by her lonesome. She'd been buddy buddy with Mr. Hotshot until that annoying bitch with powers came into the picture. He felt kinda bad for the girl, she seemed nice. He walked over and gestured next to her. "Seat taken?"


@Shura
 
Jon looked up at Fox, and frowned. He hadn't even considered the possibility of leaving, but actually it was quite a reasonable prospect. Now that I know how to activate and deactivate my ability, I could live a completely normal life back amongst regular people, hiding my ability. I could just be careful to contain my emotions, and even if I did lose control, I could immediately snap out of the time bubble and nobody would notice the difference. He thought back to life in rural England, his friends, family, all who were probably missing him now. I would certainly be safer there too; none of this rogue-meta chaos.


But no, I can't leave, Jon smiled distantly, deep in thought, This is too much of a great opportunity to miss out on. And besides, he turned to eye the courtyard, there's far too many unanswered questions, far too many mysteries left unsolved. If I were to leave now, I'd regret it for the rest of his life. Jon didn't know why they had chosen this particular school, but he believed there was a reason for it, and he had to figure it out.


"Nah, I'm sticking around here," Jon turned back to Fox with a smile. Then he leaned back in the tree and looked up at the thin clouds. He'd chosen a dangerous path, he was sure of it, but he would stick to it now. No going back.


@The Out Of World
 
"Safe?" Julian's shoulders slumped slightly as she gave a dejected sigh. She straightened up and smoothed back her hair, which slid back to their original position. "I've been coolin' my gaskets in that owl's office for near half a year. I need some of that steemyulashen thing after all that therapy mumbo jumbo, Miss. Safe isn't a thing I wanna be right now." A lopsided smirk shone on her face as she faced the principal, a mixture of bloodlust, excitement and something that resembled familial warmth showed in her eyes. "You know how this school is near everythin' to me, Miss. I ain't gonna see some punk metas or whatever they're called ruin this place. I can't vouch for those losers back in the courtyard, but I'm gonna go wid sticking around here, at least for you and the other miss Winford."


Julian took in a deep breath and her face took on a more pensieve one as she scratched the back of her head. "Also, uh...I think I had to surend-sirendu-sur-- give up my ID card when I was...you know...uh...when I got in trouble. Uhm...how can I get it back?"


@Shura
 
<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.fccf5af213b4ac4ea4162e1aa5afb485.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="28940" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/Kiara.jpg.fccf5af213b4ac4ea4162e1aa5afb485.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p> Kiara was glad to be rid of the morons in the cafeteria. That they chose to be ignorant was not of her concern, but when they attacked her and her beliefs? Well, she wasn't one to fight, but she certainly didn't need to sit there and listen to their gibberish.


She accompanied Teru out to the courtyard to hear the latest announcements and wondered, what could the staff tell them. Really? She thought. Isn't it clear what had happened yesterday? But her conclusions were unfounded as each speaker continued their veiled analyses and continued to perpetuate the myth that the academy was what they said it was.


Kiara only half paid attention to Teru's phone conversation, only because she was standing next to him. From what she gathered, the party on the other end of the phone was distant and uncaring for him and his situation. Kiara felt badly for that, but it was nothing that she herself wasn't used to.


The sudden kiss took her unawares, not only for its spontaneity, but also for the publicity of it. Kiara didn't mind Teru kissing her – far from it! -- but she wondered how it would be received by those who had observed it. For the most part, her sunglasses hid her surprise, but she knew that Teru had enjoyed her reaction. With a slight touch of her talent, Kiara used a bit of force and punched Teru in the arm as she smirked. "Jerk," she said in jest.


Kiara pondered Teru's question about the announcement and the prospective changes in the school; however, the news changed nothing.


"I have to graduate," she stated with a sigh of resignation, "or go to prison. Nothing that they said this morning changes my fate. What about you? Taking off once your new car arrives?"


@PicaPirate

 

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Teru

As he expected, the reaction was priceless. It even earned him a forceful (heh double entendre) shove. However it was well worth the shove.


When she spoke of staying, it made him happy. Teru had planned on staying since anywhere else was going to become a death trap at this rate. However this just cemented it for him to stay.


"Well if you're staying here I'd be stupid to leave now wouldn't I?" He jested rhetorically.


"Seeing as lessons are cancelled for the day though, I suppose we can now spend some time to ourselves."


(Move to PM thread?)


@Kharmin


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Thomas wandered around the campus, the voice still whispering in his head.


You're gonna die.


He continued to walk.


With no one to love you and no one to cry.


His fists clenched tightly.


Alone by yourself on the bed of your death


He stopped and banged his head against a wall, trying to make the voice shut up. Blood dripped from his forehead. "Shutupshutupshutupshutup!" The anger inside him burst like a dam. His head bangs started to leave small smears of blood that radiated red light but he was too bloody to notice.
 
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'There is no way I'm going to leave when all this tension is building up. When everything adds together, something big is going to happen. Something important.' Zebediah's musings were cut short when he saw his associate Thomas stomping around angrily and...smashing things with his head. 'Okay, he's making things turn red. Red is not a good color. It is safe to assume that his power has become caustic and dangerous, and when you factor his emotional drain ability....he needs to chill out. Hrm.' "Excuse me for a moment." Zebediah said to his tree-climbing friends, "I have to take care of something." Without further ado, he jumped out of the massive tree and gracefully landed on his face. "Gah! Son of a-" Zebediah stood back up and dusted off his clothes for a bit before making a hasty jog toward Thomas.


"Thomas, my friend, you seem to be a bit out of sorts. I have prescribed for you what is colloquially known as a 'chill pill.' These are some over-the-counter tranquilizers that ease headaches and stress. Here you go." Zebediah reached into his pocket and pulled out a pill bottle labeled 'Pentazemin.' Of course, he was lying. Pentazemin is a seriously strong tranquilizer designed for military marksmen, and not for people with migranes. Sides affects may include sore throat, itching and sleep deprivation. Do not mix with Cyriak as it may cause hallucinations. The infirmary staff would likely be pissed at him for stealing meds, especially after tying them down in the wake of the meta attack.


@Metaphysics
 
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Sen Harper


Sen noticed as the same boy from breakfast sit on the bench close to her. She watched him a moment but didn't say much. He looked interesting to say the least but wasn't about to ask 'hey how come your skins so weird!' He'd probably had enough of that in his life. She just flashed a small awkward smile before looking off once more.


To her surprise the sound maker from the day before approached her. She held nothing against him for the demonstration, lord knows most of the students were just trying to one up each other. He had also fought along side the rest of the students who survived which made him okay in her book, pretty much anyone who was in the gym at the time was an ally as far as she was concerned. She remembered briefly seeing him fighting the massive sand guy the day before. "Nope, you can sit if you'd like." She offered.


@ProcFailures
 
Thomas looked at Zebediah. His eyes glinted red with unbridled fury and a part of his hair turned red. His hands felt like they were made of steel. "CHILL? I'LL GIVE YOU CHILL!" He screamed as he punched the wall...and did absolutely nothing. @The Out Of World
 
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Zebediah blankly looked at Thomas for a few seconds. 'That escalated quickly.' "Call it a hunch, but I think you might be angry. Would you like to talk about it?" He popped open the bottle and took a pill as he asked, setting up a backup plan should things go awry.
 
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Thomas quickly drew back his arm. "I.AM.NOT.ANGRY." He gritted out as he punched the wall again. He took a deep breath and shakily tried to calm himself. "...Holy Crap on a cracker, did I do that?!" He shouted as he inspected the wall he punched.
 
"...Yes, you did that." Zebediah said as he felt the serenity of the Pentazemin overcome him. "Now please drain my calmness before I start doing something odd. I don't trust this stuff too much after all the nonsense I did when recovering."
 
Thoms siphoned the calmness, which was a serene blue light. He felt himself calm down. "Okay, now tell me what happened and how and why I punched a wall." He said as he pointed to the smears.
 
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"Well," Zebediah began, "I saw you walking around angrily and bashing your head into things. Hopefully such a thing won't happen again, but you should take these to be safe." Zebediah tossed the bottle of pills to Thomas. "Have you been in contact with any mad people today? If so, that would explain your condition, because you were packing a whole freaking lot of anger."
 
"Brilliant then!" Fox said grinning like a mad women, "Now why don't I go see if I can help Zeb and anger-management-boy stay where you are, unless you want the hammock which is cool it'll support you. " Not waiting for his response, she turned into a hawk and dove down to zeb, landing on his shoulder and giving him a friendly peck (painfully, with her beak) before shifting back, "you should come climbing with us!" She declared to the boy she didn't know, "It always helps me clear my Head."


@The Out Of World @Metaphysics
 
"I might have absorbed some of the midget's malice..." He said, more to himself. He caught the pills. "...Thanks?" He said slowly as he looked the bottle over. "No thanks, me and heights aren't on friendly terms."
 
Andrew listened to Morgan for a moment, offering a small smile. It was obvious that she was bothered by what had happened, which was understandable. He draped an arm around her shoulders and gave her a light hug from the side.


"You did a good job, Morgan. Because of these attacks, we can use that information to make the school even safer." he said with a little, reassuring smile. He hated seeing her unhappy like this.


"Things will be better from now on. At least, so long as we're here to keep an eye on things."


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Zach finally made his way out of his room, having slept much longer than he had anticipated. Getting stabbed and cut multiple times exhausted him more than he was expecting. He was dressed in clean clothes, but no matter how he looked he was still in serious pain. Still, he'd try his best to hide his pain. He didn't need to worry anyone else.


Making his way outside he sparked up a smoke, rubbing his fingers for a moment after dissipating the electricity. His sparks were much weaker now, probably due to his overexertion. As he let out the smoke he watched it drift, and soon sat down in the shade of the building. He had overheard some students in the hall talking about the speech made earlier, and was considering leaving. If he did, though, he'd be much easier to pick off by the rogue metas. Of course, something like that didn't sit well with him. Taking a long drag he came to the conclusion that he'd be better off staying.


@Shura @anyone in the courtyard that's free, really.
 
Morgan Winford


Morgan blinked as an arm was wrapped around her and she smiled slightly with a nod. "Right. And there are a good number of graduate students returning so the school stands a better chance of being protected." She looked back to Andrew finally noticing the stitches across his cheek which was very surprising. It was very hard to hit a ghost so what ever happened at the Gym must have been worse than she originally thought. "You were cut...?"


@Alex Phalin


Sen Harper


Sen glanced around the courtyard the warm sunshine was pleasant. She gave some thought as to going back to her dorm but realized her dorm was beside Terus and who the hell knew if the two love birds were there doing who the hell knew what. This could be an issue. She thought to herself. Perhaps it was early enough in the year to get a room change? With some students leaving it might be possible. She sighed softly brushing the hair back from her face before glancing towards the dorms and noticing Zach finally emerge from where he was hiding. At least he was up and walking around so a good sign.
 
Jon watched with a mixture of bemusement and concern as Fox n out-ofliterally took flight to catch up and help Zeb with an out of control student. Probably the affects of yesterdays events. He wondered for a second what Zeb#s intervention might do to the poor student, but decided with Fox there things were less likely to get out of hand. Too many cook's spoil the broth, Jon smiled to himself, beginning to edge down the branch. I guess now's the perfect time to head off and socialise. But first, I have to find my way off of this damn tree...


Eventually, after much floundering and a few near-falls, Jon and his aching muscles were back on comfortable, solid ground. He winced upon landing; sat so steadily in the tree it had been fairly easy to forget his many aches and pains. Stumbling slightly as he went, he returned to the courtyard, which was now amass with ambling, gossiping students. So many people to talk to... too many people to talk to. Jon took a step forward, but his leg had finally decided it'd had enough, and almost buckled underneath him. He gasped and quickly steadied himself. Looks like I'll have to perch on a bench for now. Hobbling to the egde of the courtyard, he sat down upon a bench and began to watch everything with his usual charming smile.


@Shura


@Alex Phalin


@Anybody in the courtyard who wants some talky-time
 
Andrew nodded. "It's good to see some familiar faces, that's for sure. I'd recommend maybe focusing more on developing the student's abilities for now. Just in case there's another attack." he said, glancing over at her when she mentioned his injury. He lifted his fingers to the cut and lightly felt the stitches, chuckling a bit to himself.


"Weird, huh? I'd forgotten how painful a cut like this could be." he said, gazing off across the courtyard for a moment.


"I got swarmed. I was able to avoid most of the attacks, but one of them threw his knife at me from behind. I didn't realize it until it had already cut me open."


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Zach took a drag and sighed a bit, watching the courtyard. It was then that he noticed Sen looking over in his direction and smiled a bit, giving her a small wave. It was good to see her up and moving around. Her injuries were serious, so it was relieving to see that she was at least on the road to recovery. He would have gone over to talk to her, but he was much too comfortable where he was. Plus, getting up off the ground with his injuries were a little much to ask of him for now.


@Shura
 
Glaedwyn took a seat and looked in Sen's general direction so that it wouldn't seem weird. Being blind, he never really considered the fact that people were always making eye contact when they spoke. He smiled and nodded to her. "How're you feeling? I saw that you passed out in gym the other day, wasn't sure what happened." He was being nice because Sen was one of the few people he didn't really have a reason to not be nice to. He only needed the slightest reason, but he couldn't find one for her. It was an interesting change of pace.


@Shura
 
"Excuse me, Thomas, but I'll give you some alone time for calming down. After releasing so much anger, it is a good idea to relax in relative solitude." Zebediah said to Thomas and gave a polite wave to Fox as he walked away from the tree. Perhaps it would be best to meet new people. Speaking of which...did that guy have an eyepatch? Zebediah approached the older-looking student with his usual degree of stealth, only to have his sneaking interrupted by coughing on the smoke. Zebediah decided to take a few steps back and talk him at a distance, if only to avoid the cloud of smog.


"Hello there. I don't believe we have met before. I am Zebediah, pleased to meet you." He lowered himself into a crouch and extended an invitation to a handshake to the student sitting in the shade.


@Metaphysics


@theunderwolf
 
Morgan Winford


She frowned slightly reaching up to touch the beside the stitched cut. "It's been a long time since you've gotten cut like that. I guess we're lucky there weren't more injuries. Do you have any other injuries?" She question concern reflecting in her light brown eyes.


@Alex Phalin


Sen Harper


Sen spotted Zatch wave to her and returned the small wave. It seemed they were both to comfortable where they were to really move. She looked over to Glaedwyn as he spoke up and smiled slightly. "As well as to be expected after being stabbed." She shrugged slightly. "How about you? I remember seeing you fighting that massive sand guy. Didn't see how it ended cause of being stabbed"


@King Of Imagination
 
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