Principal Ellis took a moment to add before explaining.
"Yes, I mean in regards to your class lineup, and how you feel you mesh with other students." She clarifies.
Rose nods, before inquiring with a curious expression.
"I follow, but what's a reaper? I'm assuming it's something specific since you said it so deliberately?"
"Never argue with stupid people; they will drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience."
Connor waves a hand vaguely. "It's probably pretty close to what you were already thinking, given the name. You have a bunch of people sitting around, having happy little souls sitting in happy little bodies, and next thing you know," he says calmly, pausing to raise his palm before flicking his fingers down one by one with his other hand, "someone comes along and just starts knocking them off en-masse. In the numbers of hundreds or worse, usually."
Alicia nods slowly, and remains quiet for a few seconds before speaking once more. "I have been finding that I do not mesh very well. I am not spoken to, and other students tend to keep their distance. It is for their own safety, and I do not blame them," she responds, her voice still relatively lifeless.
"Well welcome to JD High." He releases the grip and blinked realizing he had a data blip on his vision with the S design. Reaching up he doubled checked to see if he somehow forgot to remove his viser. "Oh crud... are my eyes normal?" Sighing he knew they weren't somehow the nanites are now functioning as his eyes. As he adjusted to the thought he found he could control the apps just with his thoughts. "Don't bother answering I already know." Now he felt those classmate eyes on him.
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1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Toni slipped his seat in Madame Lelande's second-year French class just ahead of the bell. Sure enough, she threw up a vocabulary quiz on the flatscreen, and asked everyone to pullout a paper and translate. She spoke in French, of course; while class was in session she only spoke English to her first-year class (and less of that as the year had gone on) or when teaching new vocabulary or grammar concepts. Since spending more time with Rosella, he was able to pick out differences between Madame Lelande's Sorbonne educated accent and Rosella's N'Awlins French.
It wasn't until after finishing translating both to and from French, twenty words each way, and turning his paper over to indicate that he was done, that Toni noticed Kyle Coleman seemed to have acquired a broken nose.
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Listening to The Sound while it remains on the air.
Dennis finally walked into science class, at least 10 minutes late and begged the teacher to open up the door for him ,as he couldn't because his hands were full of snacks and drinks, when the teacher finally did open up the door he ducked underneath it and walked to the back of the class, just behind the two who just introduced themselves to each other and sat in his chair, opening the box of sweet cakes and laying them out onto his desk before opening them out of there individual packaging and eating them handfuls at a time ,using a whole soda to wash it down.
Note: Jorortis is still a character of mine and is still going to be in the super group, not Demirus, at least not yet...
Vince sheepishly shook his head 'no' at Rob's question between the time it took for him to answer his own statement. The large fellow that came in was... He was either one HUNGRY bastard, or he had some kind of power that took tons of calories to maintain. What did it matter. He was another one of the guys who let his oddness play out for him. He probably had a few nicknames too... Probably a Jabba, or lardo, maybe an oh-so-creative big-guy thrown in there. His constant munching didn't make much for conversation, though Vince seemed just a tad repulsed by him anyways. The constant chewing and mashing of food, crinkling of wrappers through the whole class... It was enough to drive his nerves up.
Vince's body heat started rising to about 99 degrees. A very weak increase, but enough of one to make the boy take his sweatshirt off and hang it over the back of his chair. The scrawny new guy tried to keep up with the lesson, but there was an obvious gap of information between this school's curriculum, and where his last school left off. He understood the valence bonding they were talking about, the exchange of electrons to create complex molecules. But there was something else they were touching on. It must have been something unique to the school, because there was mention of a super bonding... Rather, the unique bond that created super compounds: those that could be found in super-strength muscles, and proteins. The teacher made sure to note that Super-Chemistry was a relatively new field with lots of future career openings for budding scientists... Vince took note of that comment, but wouldn't hold his breath. He was usually a D-B student. All dependent on how heavily homework was weighted for the class.
Stalkers don't die: They simply... Disappear.
The teacher suddenly stopped with the lesson turned toward Dennis."Hey! how many times do I have to tell you no eating in class!" Dennis looked at her gave out a sigh and placed his food under his desk, and grabbed his jacket and placed it over his desk ,scratching his head as he looked of to the one who had been doodling onto his binder."Hey , new guy, where you from." He said in a whisper that was easy to hear ,but the teacher just ignored it because it wasn't disrupting class.
It was hard to focus. Headache bothered him as his brain adjusted to the new nuronetwork. Then there was the muncher behind him adding to the distractions. He fought it thought paying attention to the class as he took notes. He wondered if the nanites in his muscles work as a super bonder. Then dismissed the thought he could only go Overclock in short bursts and feel the strain doing so.
An automatic "Ironport" Escaped Vince's lips as he shot his response behind him in a similar whisper. He realized that was probably not a very good answer after a second of thought, and added to it. "Right on the edge of Charleston. Safe area, lots of capes around." He started to doodle again. He started with a circle, then started adding a box just above it... Eventually what looked like a car started to take shape, very simple sketchy stage of a car that is.
"Well nice to meet you my name is Dennis, I would shake your hand but I don't want to get this icing on your hand." He turned his attention back to the front of the class ,raising his large arm in the air and asking the teacher."When is lunch anyway?" The teacher simply scoffed and went back to teaching.
Along the roof of the main building a large black and orange cat prowled. He wasn't after mice, the building was still too new to have acquired much of a rodent population. Although those trees were full of squirrels... Sings Loudly forced his attention back to what he was doing, which was assessing his Squire's classmates and other teachers. It was difficult, some skilled mages seemed to have warded the building well. He could still locate Toni, and could go in via shadows if necessary, but from up here he could smell only the most powerful of auras, or those close to the roof. There was Shepherd, being given a tour...A few of the teachers stood out, and several students as well.
As he passed a security camera, he looked at it for a moment, then nodded at whoever might be watching or might eventually look at the recording.
Dennis looked around a bit slow ,gauging the room ,as he reached down and grabbed one of his cakes, slowly he opened and pulled the cake from its packaging, bringing the small morsel to his mouth as he ate it under his desk."So what do you think the answer is Dennis?" Was asked in his direction ,as he was clueless to what ever the teacher was talking about and looked around with a confused look on his face giving an answer."Uh...34?" The class roared out in laughter, if he was smaller he would have sunk down into his seat to hide his shame.
Blinking as she takes in Connor's words and mannerisms, she starts to take a moment to think JUST how many Reapers could reside in Titan City alone, as she begins to name figures of infamy.
"So a reaper could be anyone from Jack the Ripper, to Adolf Hitler...the Zodiac Killer, Vlad Tepes?"
Principal Ellis sighs as she responds.
"Just because of your status doesn't mean you should be a pariah Alicia, a avoidance, and it isn't right for you to be treated as such, as well. What do you believe will succeed in changing this?"
Damon Blake would have been in the science class from the beginning and had a notebook where he took notes from what the teacher is teaching. He was sitting at the very back in the corner.
Here, Connor grimaces. "And that's pretty much the problem. I guess historically it was easier for other Wickets to take care of whatever Reapers they had, but with more and more in important positions..." He trails off, and offers a shrug. "Guess we're just not meant to get them all."
Alicia sighs quietly, taking a moment to close her eyes and think. "I suppose a way to lessen their fears would be the best option, but I do not know how to go about that. Or perhaps find people who would not be afraid in the first place. I do not know of anyone like that."
Rose shakes her head at that, as she replies with fervor.
"You wouldn't have been chosen as a Wicket if these Reapers couldn't be taken down in this generation, same as the last. You can't let them win, regardless of their stature Connor. And who says you have to fight alone?"
Principal Ellis takes a moment to consider speaking, before stating.
"Oh trust me they are there, you just have to find them. There are several students here who I believe won't think twice about your status or appearance Alicia, though to find them you also have to show other students who may not be so forthcoming, that you are not a threat regardless."
Connor shrugs again. It's not really the sort of thing you can ask people to help with, even if we're assuming that we're asking people who can fulfill that sort of position anyway. Even I didn't pick this job. I just got it." He pauses, rubbing the side of his head. "I don't even know if they give this job to more than one person. Or who 'they' is, now that I think about it."
Alicia nods, but her face still betrays her uncertainty ever so slightly. "I would like to be introduced to the students you have in mind. However, I am not sure how to portray myself as less of a threat. I already keep to myself as best I can."
Rose nods as she replies, before stating.
"It sounds like the best you can do is keep helping people until you do find out who they are...but know that you don't have to fight the Reapers alone, even if others can't be a Wicket."
Principal Ellis nods, before getting up slowly, striding to her desk as she reaches for her datapad tablet, perusing files briefly before retrieving student information, handing over a list of names and photos, before speaking curtly as she hands this over.
"Normally I wouldn't allot this information, but seeing as your a special case I'll make this exception." The student names shown, are Damon Blake, Dennis Cain, Rosella Burdelon (Listed under accepting student due to prior interactions.) and Robert Jones.
Connor frowns a bit, looking over with a raised brow. "Listen, I'm not gonna lie, but it sounds like you're volunteering. Are you sure that's a good idea? Absolutely sure?"
Alicia looks over the file, then looks up at the principal with a neutral expression. I will seek them out as their schedules allow. Why wouldn't you normally allow access to this list?"
Rose smirks, before replying.
"I do more than see ghosts you know. And I suppose I am, it's no more dangerous that what I normally do in my own time, so I am very sure." She smiles.
Principal Ellis responds almost immediately, with a practiced curt tone.
"Because I normally don't feel that students should be categorized and or labeled in any capacity." She then looks intently at Alicia as she adds.
"Or treated like a threat or weapon, when they are merely a student, a teenager."
Connor sighed again, seemingly in thought. He reaches up and ruffles his hair for a moment, then let's out yet another long, drawn-out sigh. "...Well, the assistance would be appreciated," he finally says, his pursed lips indicating his remaining hesitation, "I mean, do you really think you can handle it and all? I just don't want anyone getting...Hurt, or...Something."
Alicia looks back down at the file in quiet reflection, seeming to have no quams about that outlook. After a few seconds of silence, she looks up sharply, the edges of her lips drawn downwards in a subtle frown. "What if they do not like me, Principal Ellis? What if they're afraid, too?"
Once all the laughter calmed down ,Dennis grabbed his soda and opened it and started to drink, downing the whole 2 liter in 5 seconds, going back to writing until he raised his hand and asked to go to the bathroom, he got up and walked out of the class ,making his way down stairs, walking past the office to the bathrooms, only to come back out and stand in front the office a bit waiting for the bell to ring humming a song to himself.
Rose sighs herself, with a smile that could have a thousand meanings gracing her lips, as she states in affirment.
"I've quelled the dead, out haggled demons, and fought a dragon last night...I think I am more then qualified, Connor. Don't tell me your concerned because you like me?" She smirks, in clear teasing to lessen the tension.
The former heroine sighs as she turns back to Alicia, before replying with threads of emotional honesty and concern in her voice.
"You unfortunately have to be brave enough to find out, Alicia. I don't believe you've come so far, overcome so many obstacles and stigmas, just to be defeated by insipid opinions or social cliques?"
"Your offer to help could be taken in the exact same direction, so I'm not sure if we really want to go that route," Connor says, pursing his lips a bit. At the very least, he's quick on the draw. "If you think you'll be fine, then...Alright," he says after a moment, "but if you get hurt, I can't really heal you. Only un-kill you."
Alicia takes a deep breath, and nods as she stands. "You're right, Principal Ellis. I'm sorry for my hesitation, and thank you for your help." She looks back to the office door for a time, then turns back with another nod. At least outwardly, her worry seems to have subsided.
Rose gives him a curious look at that, a smirk forming on the edge of her lips as she replies just as quickly.
"Then it looks like we're headed down the same road. And I only know a few basic healing spells and the ones available from my Grimoire, otherwise I can only really do the same." She then adds with a smile. "For what it's worth, I think this is the start of a wonderful if not ever stressful partnership." She adds.
WIth a nod, Principal Ellis offers her hand to Alicia as she responds.
"I have faith in you Alicia, i know that you'll be fine, and I respect whatever decision you make in the matter, I am simply here to offer counsel and suggestions if you need them." She replies, before offering a smile. "And on that note, might I suggest smiling every now and then, it helps?"
Connor purses his lip a bit more at her response. "Your funeral," he says, removing his clipboard from his lap and placing it to the side, "guess there's no going back now, if you're so set on it. I'm just surprised that you didn't give it as much thought as I thought you would."
Alicia shakes the principal's hand, and slowly offers a mild smile. Judging on how much work it took for her to actually follow through with the motion, there's a good chance that there wasn't all that much actual emotion behind it.
"Thank you for your help, Principal Ellis," she says quietly before turning to head to the office door, opening it only to see one of the students that she recognized from the file's photos. She paused, unsure of what to do, or what he wanted.
Dennis turned his attention away from the clock and looked down at the girl who was staring at him."Hi there." He said giving a faint wave and a bit smile.
Rose gives him a sobering serious look as she replies.
"Oh believe me, I have. I've also spent the last fifteen years of my life sheltering myself and my abilities from the world...it's about time to crawl out of hiding and help people, living or more often then not in our case, dead."
Someone so couldn't resist herself and at the top of her ghostly lungs. "Connor and Rose sitting in a tree. K,I,S,S,I,N,G."
Robert rubbed his eyes they were becoming itchy. Mainly because the nanites that were covering them were now integrating fully adapting and modifying. "Why did these things had to upgrade me at school." He sighed and tried again to keep focus on his school work. He wondered how Dennis expects to pass half the time he's eating and the other half well drinking it seems.
Was that spell still up? It was. Toni canceled it.
Now why should that idea upset him?
Rose groans at the presence of the mischievous Misty, speaking quietly in reply.
"What happened to haunting nonmediums, fantôme?"
"Oh that was way to easy couldn't resist. Besides all that talk about passing over... well I was snooping."
Connor slowly reaches up to cover his face with his palm as the Poltergeist returns. "If you're done with your little intrusion, I'm sure there's a broom closet or something you'll have more fun haunting instead."
Alicia pauses for a moment as she watches the student, then draws breath to speak. "Are you Dennis?" She finally asks, her voice still remarkably neutral and free of inflections.
Rose can't help but suppress a snicker at Connor's comment, but the moment he turns back to her her face is comically impassive, as she adds.
"What my friend here meant to say in a kinder fashion, is that we would like to be left alone at the moment, Misty." She smiles.
A laugh rang out and she was off to dance along the halls. Or perhaps head out of the school for mischief elsewhere.
Andy was trotting through the main building, on his way from Algebra II to Chemistry, when he spotted the pretty, but quiet, girl who'd tried to defend Dennis from Mr. Al-Zawari earlier. Dennis appeared to be waiting for her and she stopped in front of him. Andy paused to take a drink from the fountain and then eyed the clock. He had plenty of time.
Andy ambled over to the duo. "Hi there. I'm Andy. You're... Alice, right?" he asked, smiling.
Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.
Despite the fact that his choice of words betrayed his annoyance, Connor himself seemed reasonably calm. His only response to the ghost's exit was a subtle smile. "I have the feeling that she's not going to let that go."
Alicia looks over at the new arrival as he makes his way through the hallway, offering a slight smile as he attempts to remember her name. "Alicia. You were close," she responds, her voice calm and even. "I do not think we have spoken."
"Yes I am Dennis, How are you doing?"
Rose can't help but...lightly blush at Connor's words at the prospect Misty suggested, before quickly replying.
"No, I don't believe she will, spirits tend to be stubborn like that, we should know." She seems to find her shoes the most interesting thing in the world, at the moment.
Elsewhere, at the entrance of the school, near the group of Alicia, Andy, and Dennis, ESSI can be seen escorting a young teenage girl up the steps to the front door, what is revealed as a introductory speech to the school's facilities. Entering through the steellined oaken doors, the girl's features can be defined: Her body is fit and defined, incredibly so for her age and her muscle, while not distracting is visible to the naked eye even underneath her unzipped black leather jacket, scarlet lace top, black skinny jeans, and midnight shaded ugs.
Her skin is pale, not unusually so but noticeable enough, like a porcelain doll it comparison, with long naturally curly strands of auburn near scarlet hair held within a fashionable French bun. Her most striking feature however are her eyes, a piercing and rather hypnotizing hazel, once you catch her gaze it's very difficult to pull away. Lastly, the effect worthy of note on her person is a pristine golden necklace draped carefully upon her neck, it's centerpiece a milky scarlet opal that appears to shift inside it's form as it catches the beams from the skylight above.
As they arrive, their conversation can be heard finishing as they near the group's position, the girl's accent a clear but intensely discernible Eastern European, a light trace on her words that is particularly earcatching, as she replies to ESSI's now heard question.
"Your supplements will be held within the fridge per the Nurse's and your parent's instructions, will that be all Miss Volin?" The said girl nods her head as she affirms.
"Yes, and thank you ESSI, I will be fine." With that, ESSI exits the area in a blue haze, leaving the alluring stranger right behind the group of students near the principals office. Poised with a distinct grace, the girl strides over cordially, offering a hand as she formally introduces herself to Alicia first.
"A pleasure to meet you all, I'm Natalia Volin, a new student." She then smiles, not at all fazed by their individual appearances it seems.
"Pleasures all mine miss Volin." Dennis reached out and attempted to shake he hand, only for his hand to engulf her whole hand and lower forearm, letting go after a few up and down shakes.
"Stubborn is a bit of an understatement," Connor says, rubbing his eyes a bit, "especially after midnight." He yawns, then looks back to Rose before looking at her shoes. "What are you looking at, exactly?"
Alicia pauses again, seemingly taken off-guard by the friendliness of the two students. "I'm fine, thank you for asking," she says to Dennis, along with a polite nod. "Yourself?" She asks in return. However, as soon as she does, another student enters the hallway. The corners of Alicia's lips tilt downwards in what would have been a curious frown had the expression stuck. Physically, the new arrival didn't seem that far off from herself. Judging by her entrance, however, she was having a much easier time.
Oh a group of random kids in the hallway near the Principal office. Misty was leaning against a locker immaterial and invisible to anyone not a Medium. Really how many of them could be in this school anyhow. Not that much to do at the moment though one of the overhead lights started flickering as she zapped it's energy. She went over to the water fountain and pressed the button just to see if anyone would react to it.
It was too much "Can I be excused to the Nurses office? I got a splitting headache maybe a glitch in my systems." The teacher looked a bit sad before hiding it. "Of course." He got up and headed for the nurse's office. In a way he traded being paralyzed for a form of cybernetic cancer. The nanites were growing uncontrolled and consuming his body in the process. He thought back to those early years of being bed ridden, it was worth it. True a shorter life than normal, but he wasn't expecting to live very long his condition was the worst form. The nanites even seemed to repair the learning disabilities he had as a child. Yeah a shorter life span, but a better chance to enjoy it.
"I am doing pretty well, a little hungry, then again I always am." He let out a laugh as he scratched the top of his head and started to play with one of his dreads a bit.
Dennis would have found that her small hand compared to his carried a unproportional but not alarming amount of strength when her frame is kept in mind, as she shakes back without a shred of awkwardness. She also smiles to Alicia despite the expression she was traded, not fazed by the motion but not at all unexpected, and all traces of possible bitterness hid from her tone as she replies.
"And I would hate to be rude on my first day, who might you all be? And excuse my forwardness, though I thought it best to be courteous upfront."
Rose looks back up to Connor with a blank face.
"Nothing, just zoned out there for a moment, not very proud of it...getting lost in my thoughts is a bit easy, seeing as I can perceive that all the time." She waves to the spectral janitor who began sweeping across the empty stage with a practiced motion, not at all noticing that he was...dead.
Second period must've ended. Vincent lingered just a while in the classroom to finish his doodle before getting up to leave. He threw his sweatshirt back on now that he'd calmed and cooled off a bit, and took to the hallway. The cluster of super-students from the looks of things were all getting chummy, and down in the distance a different student Clique was socializing as well. There was a little splash of water to the side, something that most students wouldn't even notice, but as a gamer, the little things stood out. It wasn't important though, so the boy ignored it. He even walked right through Misty: Feeling a chill like he laid against a cool piece of metal all of a sudden. Re-actively, his body heated up to 150 degrees. The air 3 feet around him felt like opening up a car on a hot summer day in a parking lot.
The Nurse said two ounces every 8 hours was supposed to be enough, but the doctors only ever monitored his flareups in a closed environment. Nobody ever takes into account his panic moments, and sudden flares... Without thinking twice, the boy pulled out his flask in the middle of the hall and tipped back a swig of whatever liquid cocktail was inside. Those with experience on the streets of Ironport would be able to recognize the smell as Chaser... He looked over his shoulder after realizing drinking from a flask looked bad in almost any situation. He'd have to start using some kind of alternate container... An opaque water bottle maybe?
Connor shrugs a bit, and leans a bit more in his chair, waving to the janitor as well. "I don't think it's much to worry about. Don't worry about it. Better to get lost in thoughts than certain other things."
Alicia watches how quickly Dennis switches focus with a blank stare. Even though she wasn't the most socially aware person, the reason why was readily apparent. She simply watched the interaction between the two of them, then looked back to Andy briefly, as if she wasn't sure what to do in this situation. As the girl asks for names, she turns back around. "I am Alicia Crane. Who are you?"
Rose nods as she replies, before inquiring with curiosity.
"Like what other things, Connor?"
Natalia also notes Dennis's change in focus, but keeps her reaction internal as she offers a hand to Alicia, her digits soft and dainty, yet firm, almost equal to that of Alicia's grip if she takes it. If she made eye contact, Alicia would also find it a bit difficult to look away, her hazel irises a alluring kaleidoscope of sorts as she sweeps her vision over the group afterwards.
"Natalia Volin, a new student, arrived in Titan City around two weeks ago, actually." Reveals that much, and while she doesn't skirt around the question, it's clear her past is a raw topic at best, if when focuses closely on the minced bits of emotion in her words hidden with genuine friendliness.
"Like doubts for one, I suppose," Connor begins, staring at the ceiling as he thinks, "or worries, in a similar vein. Better to be lost in thoughts, I'd say."
Alicia shakes Natalia's hand, her expression still almost entirely emotionless. The two lock eyes for a moment, but after a split second, Alicia manages to pull her gaze away, her expression briefly displaying discomfort before returning to neutral. "I am also new," she says somewhat bluntly as she gazes at the pendant instead.
Toni found himself somewhat distracted during the last half of the French class; only the ease with which the language had come to him kept (he hoped) Madame Lelande from noticing. Now he was on his way to his algebra class. Hopefully, he wouldn't keep thinking about what the ghost had shouted...
A sudden flare of heat behind him attracted his attention, he turned in time to see Vincent drinking something, and the temperature subsided..."You OK?"
"Hmm? Me?..." A lie! Quick Vincent you need a lie! "Uhh, yeah. Got a little heat blast from the heater though." His eyes glanced down and to the left as he stowed the flask in a bit of a hurry. His lie-poker face wasn't the best, but maybe, just maybe, this guy would take his word for face value. He really didn't want it going around that he was a super, and especially that he couldn't control his own power. The smell of the coctail would start to waft about. It was like... Cola meets Cinnamon, citrus, and a hint of gasoline. There was more to the cocktail called chaser than that, but the majority of the chemicals involved were odorless.
Rose is taken a bit back by Connor's deep thoughts, something she voices in her response.
"All part of the same artery, your hope and perseverance are the only things that keep it circulating away from clotting." She then adds. "And a very deep statement....ever considered poetry before?" She inquires with genuine interest.
Natalia frowns if only for a second at the flash of discomfort on Alicia's face, before apologizing with clear guilt felt.
"I am sorry about my eyes, they can be distracting." She doesn't seem to want to elaborate on why, before following Alicia's gaze to her pendant, offering a explanation. "I was told it was my mother's, she apparently inherited it from a man as a gift in her village for her beauty." She reveals, though expresses sadness in mentioning her in past tense. She then snaps from her languid daze at the sight of students rushing around for their next class, as she states.
"I fear I have Algebra now, it was a pleasure to meet you all." With that said, she saunters off with a grey shoulder bag, before stopping as her senses prick up at Vince's sudden heat spike and the sick scent of Chaser near. Growling internally, she turns with a still genuine look of concern to Vince, and friendly enough curious glance to Toni.
"A pleasure to meet you both, I'm Natalia Volin, a new student...are you alright?" She asks to Vince, curious to his response.
"...No," Connor says, along with a slow shake of his head. "I don't think I'm cut out for that sort of thing. At all. Granted, I haven't tried, but still. Not my sort of thing." He waves dismissively. "Besides, I have more important things to do. Like chase down ghosts and fix their problems."
Alicia nods, flashing a reasonable smile as Natalia takes her leave. Her expression fades immediately afterwards, and she watches Natalia begin talking to another student. She sighs after a moment, and looks to the clock. "What period is this?" She asks whomever was still around.
"I'm Toni, an old Duncan hand. Pleased to meet you." He figured he'd let Vincent speak for himself; he didn't know what the contents of the flask were, only that it wasn't water. But it had reduced his temperature a lot; he clearly needed it...
Rose gives him a look of rather adorable stubborness that permeates her tone.
"Oh come on now Connor, I do much of some of the same things you do and I still have time to fully participate in Drama...would you at least try it?" She pouts, hoping it will wear down his defense.
Natalia takes a moment to note that Vince did indeed cool down....and from what she knew Chaser made you practically combust, so she allotted him peace and would let him pass without further inquisition. She then turns as Toni introduces himself, and offers a firm hand to shake in greeting.
"The pleasure is mine." She then blinks at the time, noting that it was almost close to the tardy bell. Hiding her internal panic, she calmly inquires to Toni, her pair of hypnotic eyes meeting his.
"Would you mind leading me to Algebra class, I'd rather not be late on my first day."
"New student huh? Why does everyone think something's wrong with me? I'm fine..." Vince's voice held a slight irritation to it. His body temperature rose the tiniest bits, bringing his temperature to a light fever of 101 degrees. He didn't actually feel feverish, but that was where his body heated to. The air around him held no obvious signs of the change. It'd take like, a thermal scan to see the difference. "I'd think something's more wrong with you. You're as pale as a gh--..." That's when he noticed them. The fangs. He stopped his sentence looking for the right words to finish it. eventually he decided on passing on the topic altogether. "Nevermind. Forget I said anything." He looked down a slight bit ashamed of what he was suggesting. He knew judging people was wrong, but it was so hard wired into human nature, how could he not. "Ask me later, when I don't need to hide things from the normies."
Normies...That must've been Ironport slang for 'normal people' or something. It certainly wasn't a term tossed around this area very often at least. It also implied he had some kind of super-power inside of him, though what that was remained to be seen.
Misty playful nature suddenly ended. Chaser... reflectively her hand went to the puncture marks on her arm. There would be a very cold spot near that water fountain now, and perhaps those sensitive to spirits would note the darkness grow a bit in her. Of course it was a completely different drug than she was addicted to, but a drug is a drug. Then what ever dark spell she was in come to an end, her mood and even her essence returned to that mischief playful nature. As she shook her head it dawning on her that the kid temperature spiked before he downed the chaser. "Okay freaky."
At the Nurses Office Robert sat through the tests. "I say your eyes are about 25% artificial now. Primary the Iris, lens, and the receptors in the back. Thought It's just my best guess till you can get to a full checkup. The nanites are still adapting this no doubt why your having those headaches and dizzy spells. Your brain not sure how to handle the new information. I contact your teacher for this period I want you to rest, close your eyes and hopefully time would let your body adjust." "Thanks Miss Jones." "No problem deary." The Nurse went to contact his next class teacher as he laid down.
About to walk away, as soon as Vince mentioned her complexion, her body stiffened as if she was struck by lightning, moreso as he somehow managed to notice her fangs, which usually are kept retracted, though when her senses perked up, they revealed themselves. Feeling the sudden cold within her gut as often comes with shame and embarrassment, a practical spotlight on her back, she inwardly lamented in mental anguish. Found out so quickly? What would her guardian think?
Turning to face Vince and Toni, slowly...she allowed herself the dignity to at least address them, as the tardy bell wrung out above them like a everforboding clarion. Her words were raw, unpracticed, different from the rehearsed and easy lines she spouted earlier...displaying vulnerability.
"Yes, I am a vampire...a freak, an abomination, the work of a devil should you prefer! Are you happy?!" She hisses, not noticing her teeth are bared in what would be a rather frightening visage. Feeling another pang of shame in her head and heart like a stake, she stammered a intelligible apology before rushing past the boys, down the hallway and into the courtyard alongside the cafeteria, finally letting her defenses down as she lowered her head, opal tear drops pattering the stance bench she rooted against.
Connor looks at her oddly, noting her insistence. "...Is there a reason in particular you want me to write poetry? I'm just asking. Completely out of curiosity, that's all," he says, looking away for a moment, seeming worried, then looks back to the door before turning to Rose again. "Did you feel that?"
For a moment, the worry of some of the students clustered around another became palpable. Though curious, Alicia quietly began to make her way out of the hallway, and towards her next class. It would be bad form to be late, especially since it was only her third day. Though, was it gym class, or something else? She hadn't quite memorized her schedule yet...
"Oh dear... and she so doesn't look like a ghost." Misty then pressed the water fountain button again this time her finger went for the trickle of water and she pressed her finger against the nozzle causing it to spray onto Vince. Then it stopped as she flew in the direction of Natalia. How was she going to help, yeah Misty was a troublemaker but from time to time the kindness she tries to deny shows.
Funny thing she was just wondering if Vampires really didn't have a soul. How could Natalia not showing that kind of emotional display. "Hey I hope you can hear me. Being technically dead, and all. You're not a freak."
"No, simply trying to encourage you not so subtly to do so." She stops as she follows his gaze, immediately appearing on guard. "Uhm, feel what?" She does however perk up, as if something being felt.
Natalia immediately rears her head to the slightest sound of Misty's voice, now feeling the shame of being caught vulnerable and worse yet crying, as she angirly wipes her eyes. When she speaks however, her voice is still a quiet and vulnerable tremble.
"Yes, I can see you. And really? Then what am I? Because all my life I have been told and instilled that I would never be accepted or welcomed, or treated equally because of my current state. I'm God's mistake, a work of Satan, Hellspawn...so what am I to you?" She inquires wistfully, not noticing that she is beginning to create fracture lines in the concrete bench she is sitting on before drawing her hand back after a cursory glance.
Once science class had ended, Damon walked to his locker and opened it, he stored his notebook, which he had used in science class, and took another one. Then he made his way to the mathematics class.
Curse My gamer intuition--Thought the scrawny teen, considering that maybe if he didn't notice the tiny details, things might have played out a little differently. Random water sprayed him in the face, but even if it was haunted, he deserved it. "Okay water fountain. I get it. I'm a jerk..." He paused and thought for a moment, but only one thing really came to mind of how he could make this right. "Well... Shit." Vincent quickly followed after the girl, finding it hard to keep up. His slimmer body didn't have the athletic form she did. He heard the slam of doors several hallways ahead of himself, and tried his best to keep up. He ended up lost, panting to catch his breath. "Damn..." He wheezed, "She's fast..."
It'd take a minute or so to catch his breath, but then, he finally saw her. Outside in the daylight through one of the windows, just like anyone else. He shook his head in disbelief of what he was about to do... He walked outside and slammed his flask on the bench next to the vampire's hand. "It's chaser. Okay?" He looked down at her with a very stern face waiting for a slight response. "I figured out your secret, it's only right you know mine."
"Nevermind. I think our 'poltergeist' just got a bit antsy for a moment or so," Connor says, remaining on the edge of his seat, wearing a nervous expression as he turns towards the door again. "Not sure what they were worked up about. I think they've calmed down, at least for now."
Alicia pauses as she notes the distress of the other student, stopping partway through the courtyard as she watched Natalia talk to what seemed to be herself.
"...You need to control yourself," she says as soon as the student falls silent, "you're starting to destroy your bench."
Rose nods as she visibly calms down, before turning to Connor.
"Perhaps because I believe it is Third Period." She sighs, as she reluctantly stands, having enjoyed the opportunity to relax. "I must begin the walk of shame to Algebra, it was a pleasure to talk to you Connor, we should do this every day." With that, she saunters out of the Auditorium and shuffles quickly to Algebra, glad that the teacher was currently on his way back from grabbing a coffee, and hadn't counted the roster yet.
Natalia looks up at Vince with a look that could kill should she possess the ability, but it falters as she shakes her head in internal angusih, in part due to Alicia's staement as she replies curtly, pointing in Misty's direction.
"You would be able to see her if your were dead or otherwise, but there is a ghost." She states it with such conviction, she couldn't be lying. In regards to their words, she scoffs first to Vince.
"And? I do believe my own secret has much more fatal consequences for me should it be spread." She states in regards to herself, before wrenching her hand from the bench as she finally notices the fracture lines. "Guess I don't know my own strength." She whispers, as she sighs in sadness as her emotions take root again.
Toni caught up to Natalia just in time to hear what Vincent said. Having to take chaser to cool down? And any cop who noticed but didn't know would arrest him for possession, lock him up; the stress would make him grow hot again... "So. Let's try again. I'm Toni, Magical Transvestite. Pleased to meet both of you. I'm in algebra as well, if we get to class quickly, Mister Kerstain will probably let us off with a stern talking too.."
Natalia blinks at Toni's words, especially at magical transvestite, but who was she to judge being what she was. Sighing in resignment, she states.
"Understood. And I would hope that you all keep my...state a secret? If not, I can;t guarantee my safety or your own if those hunting me find out where I may be." She sates gravely, and with that suddenly stands, before striding out of the courtyard, waiting for them to catch up however should they so desire.
Connor smiles politely. "I wouldn't mind," he responds, giving Rose a brief wave as she makes her exit. He sits there for a moment, as if he forgot what it was he was supposed to be doing. He reached over and picked up his clipboard, then began looking around.
"...Wait. Where did I put my coffee..."
Alicia cocks her head to the side briefly, pausing for the girl to sort herself out. She glances over to where the 'ghost' was supposed to be, and seeing none, looks back over to the student on the bench.
"That's all the more reason why you need to reign yourself in. Someone could get hurt, trust me. I know from experience. You're not very good at holding your emotions in."
At Alicia's words, she stopped just before the doors as she pivots to face them, her face now blank as she replies with an even grayer, neutral tone.
"True, I let my guard down, and your right, that was a mistake." She takes a moment to stare down Vince, before resuming. "But you have a point, and it would be unwise to remain that way." She stops herself, realizing that for the first time in a long time, she doesn't know what to do or isn't in control of herself.
"You still don't seem calm," Alicia responds, her tone as flat as ever, "I suggest that you take the time to find a way to calm yourself before heading to class, whatever that may be. Considering how understanding the principal is, I am sure that they would make an exception for your lateness or absence."
"Ghosts? Okay, but right now, I'm setting you straight. The story. The whole damned story..." Vince did something stupid that moment, he paced towards a trashcan, and with his back to the girls, shoved his hand down his throat. Eventually the sound of his stomach contents pouring into a trashcan made it back to them. Immediately, the plastic bag lining the can melted. The air around him started wavering, and any little scrap of paper dried and crinkled. The air around his body was a good 200-250 degrees in a 5 foot circle. "My father was a Trafficker. My mother was an addict..." Vincent kept his distance, holding ten feet from the others to be safe. The dirt began drying out beneath him. "When she was pregnant with me, she only drank it more. When she delivered me, she died from internal bleeding, and complications from heavy withdrawl." He paused again to let the context sink in. "I was born a pyro-hazard. Understand? It's a class of fire super who lack control over their powers." Vincent back up a little, his temperature rising further. The first set of sparks danced over his head. The air was moving faster and faster around him, reaching temperature of 400 degrees. "The only thing that keeps this in check, is Chaser. I'm a unique case, in that it has the opposite effect on me than it does others."
He motioned for the flask to be tossed to him before the fires actually started. "You should know what it's like. Being forced to drink something that you know ruined the lives of everyone around you." He shook his head in disbelief for a second. "And there's my life story in a nutshell. Toss in some being held at gunpoint regularly for chaser, being held at gunpoint by the Black Rose for payment for replacement chaser. The constant need to hide your use of illegal substances to prevent your father from being arrested and to keep people from being burned alive in a two block radius... If you still think being 'undead' is hard, then you've got a lot to learn about Titan City..."
"Quite all right, if they find you I can't guarantee their safety either. Unless they agree to stay civil." There was a bit of hardness in Toni's voice, but then it became softer. "Algebra is this way, if you're ready."
Looking at Vincent, Toni added, "That goes for anyone hunting you as well. When people are trying so hard to protect others from themselves, I figure I should give whatever help I can."
"Then find help," Alicia responds, almost instantly, "just because you have it hard doesn't mean that you can't seek assistance. There are people that can do something. You just have to be willing to talk to them."
"Seek help... okay. Been there done that, nobody knows why this happens. Doctors are baffled. It's a case as old as I am, still under testing. But seriously... someone toss me my flask. The fire's coming." His voice had a little bit of panic glancing back and forth between these super teens who more or less were mulling around and ignoring the threat that Vincent figured would be coming soon. He might have gotten a little too passionate in his speech, and hurried the heat along accidentally...
Natalia tossed the flask to him without fail, not at all bothered by the heat he extruded it seemed, as she replies rather coldly, further heightened by her accent.
"I am sorry for your suffering, and wish it hadn't befallen you...you seem decent enough. But comparing unfortunate circumstances and happening to a state of cruel immortality, undeath and hunger, and considered unholy, and worthy of extermination...are two VERY different things." She also doesn't seem keen on sharing her own story, reinforcing the idea that whatever it may be might even be worse than Vince's...possibly.
She then turns to Alicia, her expression softening at the prospect...as she slowly speaks.
"That would be wise, I'd rather not hurt anyone while my emotion are unbalanced like this...I feel pathetic." She reveals.
"Comparing any one experience to another more often than not leads to nothing. With a lack of experience in each other's eyes, we are incapable of painting accurate portrayals of each other's lives. And if you cannot do that, then you cannot have a proper comparison." She stops, as if waiting for that thought to settle in. "...Someone helping me told me that," she says to break the silence before turning to Natalia.
"How do you usually calm yourself down, do you need time to reflect, or physical exertion?"
Natalia visibly sobers up at Alicia's word, responding quietly. "Well spoken words from a smart individual, your right, it was stupid of me to assume and compare." She turns to VInce with a look of guilt and apology. "I am sorry."
Turning back to Alicia, she replies curtly, easily.
"Reflection, coupled with physical exertion. The latter is often more fruitful, given my abilities."
"Balance. Right." Toni let out a sharp whistle. "Algebra can wait." He raised his voice slightly, "ESSI, please let Mister Kerstain know Natalia will be a bit late. I have some things I can teach her that might help with her situation." Looking at the large black and orange cat that had come up behind Natalia, he said, "Setzer, let me know if I get completely off base, please." Turning back to Natalia, "According to my teacher there, keeping one's emotions balanced is very important for proper spellcasting. So I'd like to teach you some basic exercises he taught me that should help you. Vincent? They might help you as well."
"If you require assistance, I will provide it," Alicia says with a slow nod, "I understand how such things can be." She pauses, as if considering something else. "Also, you should stop moping. Considering how eager Dennis was to speak to you, I assumed that you would have had much more confidence."
She sure was one to talk.
Natalia blinks at Toni's words the the appearance of Setzer, but nods to both he and Alicia, replying with palpable gratitude felt.
"Of course, I will accept any help you can both can provide...and I suppose your right, it's a trait of my....species I suppose." She struggles with the word 'species', understandably so. At the mention of Dennis, her face shows a bit of confusion.
"Oh, Dennis? What did he want?"
"You really are that arrogant, huh? I don't give a damned about how much tougher your life is. In fact, I don't think you had it any tougher... The point I was making is... Here, this is my secret. Take it. Now that you have my secret, I assure you that I will keeps yours safe. But you honestly couldn't even see that?" Vince shook his head. They were all so... thick-headed. "Screw it... I'm buying a Ouija board and I'm gonna just make friends with the ghost-chick. then go and talk with the lizard guy, and then build go-karts with the robot -eyed kid. That sounds MUCH easier than this..." Vince turned heel and took a swig from the flask, stamping out a smoldering mulch-chip as he left. The heat suddenly subsided, almost instantly. He'd end up skipping algebra at this point. He'd have to run halfway across the school, get his book, run halfway across again, beg to be let in, and then only have half a lesson, and homework anyways. It'd be so much easier to just get a cut-slip...
"If my interpretation of his actions was correct, he found you very attractive." She delivers her hypothesis in complete and utter deadpan. Immediately afterwards, she changes the subject. "What sort of physical relief do you usually resort to?"
Alicia then turns to watch the hot-headed kid go, the same blank expression on her face. "He will also require some self control, eventually," she states quietly upon his exit.
Natalia sighs as Vince departs, and at Dennis's attraction to her, simply shaking her head as she states simply.
"Boys. Though I should talk to him later to sort this out." She then turn sot Alicia as she reveals, slowly.
"Aside from hunting creatures of the night, and exercise with various weapons, training...ballet." She doesn't reveal however where she learned these specific traits, or who set her on the said path, curiously.
"I know little about standard...Interaction," Alicia begins, "and less still about dancing and hunting. If it is a spar or exercise you want, I could help you," she states plainly, and with a calm nod.
Natalia cannot help but slightly smirking at that, before inquiring to Alicia about a spar.
"And your absolutely sure? And is there a location we can move to, that's safer for all involved?"
As the algebra class begins, Damon walks into the classroom and sits down in the far back corner again. He pulls out his notebook and a pen, ready to take notes.
"There is an area referred to as the 'Danger Room' that is used for high powered activity. I was sitting in it earlier," Alicia says. "I can lead the way, if need be." She then pauses again. "Why would I be unsure?"
Natalia replies without skipping a beat.
"That would be ideal. And because I could hurt you, with my abilities and training."
Alicia shrugs, then rolls her shoulders, as if in preparation. "I have been punched through buildings, only to force myself to get back up again. I am more concerned for your safety than my own. I will be fine," she says calmly. It wasn't confidence, at least not in the normal sense, based on the way that she said it. Perhaps it was more along the lines of acceptance instead, the idea that something about that was normal enough to not require that much thought.