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 Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:48 pm
The instructions left on their doors listed a time and included a photocopy of a poorly drawn map (on what appeared to be a cocktail napkin.) And through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered...the trainees eventually found their way to the appointed classroom. It was a different classroom this time, yet it may as well have been the same. It looked the same, with it's round table and never-quite-comfortable plastic chairs. The only real difference was, this one took about an hour and a half of navigating dead ends, broken elevators, and walled off hallways in order to reach it. It was at least several floors underground, and not on any of the public maps, and the hand drawn one provided by Dr. H was more of a cruel joke than anything. As trainees trickled in, it became apparent that the man himself had yet to arrive. The only indication that this was indeed the correct room was a folded sheet of paper perched on the table. Dr. H Adequate job. Now take a seat.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 11:07 pm
Getting to class should not have been this difficult.
After much swearing, tripping, getting lost, kicking things (mostly walls), falling down stairs, getting stuck in an elevator not once, but twice, and more swearing, Gale Getry finally found the classroom he was looking for, stepping inside and pushing his sweaty hair away from his face so that he could see it better.
It looked exactly the same as it ever had.
<< That too much longer than it should have. >>
For once, I agree with you.
<< How very unusual. >>
Oh, come on now, we were doing so good. Don't ruin the moment.
There was a note on the table. Gale peered over to read it, gave a grumble of irritation, and flopped down in the closest chair, arms folded indignantly across his chest.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 2:03 am
Jude had walked into his own damn door before he opened it and saw the note on the other side of the door while Yom laughed loudly with a great many hissing sounds thrown in for good measure. Apparently it amused her that he was apparently feeling clumsy at that point. Then he followed the map as directed - which was a mistake since he was holding it upside down and ended up in a completely different building than the one marked. It took him a few moments to realize that map was upside down.
Yom laughed more. Endlessly. Always laughing.
The youth just grumped at the voice in his mind as he made his way to the correct place. Stumbling here, tripping there. Sometimes he wandered to a dead end despite being in the right building this time. Jude started to wonder just what kind of sadist set this up.
'You are supposed to help me.' Jude thought sulkily.
'Sssaysss who?' Came Yom's voice in response sounding all too smug.
Jude sighed as he just opened the door to the classroom upon finding it only to note that...the instructor wasn't even there.
....Fantastic. Great.
The young man noted the other soul in the room and gave them a small nod before he started sit down at a seat quietly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 5:13 am
Before had completely missed the note the first time, going straight into his quarters and ready to meld with his bed. That had been the plan right from the very start! Up until he realized he needed a quick trip to the toilet. Thoughts of reuniting with his bed filled his mind as he padded down the hallway back to his room, the anticipation of his face hitting pillow was visible on his features. X333333333
Then he noticed something was on his door. O.o?
He peered at it and saw it was a note. 8O!
He read the note and was not happy. 8CCCCCCC
With a heavy sigh, he trudged off on his expedition, hoping he would run into someone so he could just follow them instead. Because the longer he stared at the map, the less confident he was that he could get to where he was supposed to.
Allow me to help you, silly Before.
!!!! Would you? Really? ;n;
Do you doubt me? Vanna's voice had suddenly grown cold.
Of course not! ;_; Why would you think that?
O-oh, no reason, it certainly isn't because I've been doubted before...
Well this Before isn't going to doubt you like that other Before! he promised. (>n<)g
The smiley painted on the bottlecap pin looked as if it was... blushing? =*_*=
But even with the Devil Shield's help, Before had ended up at the dorm no less than two times, and at the Cove three times. Finally, finally after who knows how ******** long, he got to the classroom. He was sweaty and grimy and out of breath and might need a bath.
BUT HE WAS HERE!
And then he saw who would be their instructor. "D-D-D-D-Dr. H!?!?!?!?!" What promptly followed pretty much this accompanied with the falling on the knees and shaking his fists at the ceiling.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:03 am
Bix walked in to witness the Vader scream by Before. He was certainly entertained but hadn't quite caught onto why until he also saw that Dr. H would be in charge. That b*****d Dr. H in his room somewhere doing everything via speaker...
Really? That was ssssso long ago. Just get over it already. You, essssssentially won that day.
I dun wanna hear it from you Miss 'I have an impeccable sensssse of direction' which got us lost 20 times on the way here.
That seemed to shut up his weapon for now though he could feel her bristling annoyance with him.
"Hey guys.. Jude.. Gale.." He offered his hand to Before to help him up. He patted his bro on the back and went and flopped into a seat near Gale. The shorter hunter received a friendly fist bump in greeting while Bix sunk into his chair with a dramatic exhale.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:35 am
Leon had to wonder what exactly he was getting into. It wasn't so much the easily overlooked message that rested on his door that took a few minutes of prodding by Nid to notice.
It was the ten foot free fall through an elevator shaft he had to endure to get down to the classroom in question. They might as well have a punji pit trap set up in the hallway he was walking through.
But after all the dead ends and the classic Indiana Jones-like run down a hallway followed by a giant ball, he was near the door in question. The trip was full of danger and had him panting on the door's frame before he tried to turn the handle. And the sound of metal snapping and falling to the floor in a pair of thuds came to ear. He broke the handle off the door as is swung open aimlessly.
"Uh..... don't know my own strength." he said sheepishly to the others in his gruff voice. "way to go meathead. Way. To. Go." It still didn't stop him from waving to the others and sitting down by the other guys.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 9:01 am
Madison had left her room with her hair perfectly styled, her clothing precisely in order, and her confidence level high. When she finally reached the classroom, her ponytail was skewed, there was a gray smudge along one side of her uniform jacket, she'd broken a nail, and her frustration level was just about ready to pop into a good, solid explosion.
We made it; don't ruin your composure now, Kouki advised, calmly. Not that he'd had to crawl and squirm and get lost and all those other wonderful things. He'd just been carried. Jerk.
Irritated, Madison brushed futilely at the smudge on her white coat (and honestly, whose damn idea had the white coats been, anyway? ugh) and chewed angrily at the broken nail to even it out. Then she combed her fingers through her hair and re-did her ponytail as best she could without a mirror. Finally, she took a deep breath and strode into the classroom purposefully, doing her best not to scowl as she sat down.
At least her shoes were still awesome.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 10:32 am
At first, Cassandra Norris hadn't even noticed the note. She hadn't even thought to check the front of her door. She'd been going about her day and it was only after another library run that Nicodemus had finally piped up;
What is that thing on your door?
<>
That.
The nudge of the Tonberry's voice had caused Cass to pull the note off of her door and give it a long stare. A very long stare. . . . . .
Was this why she hadn't seen anybody yet that day? Cass's palm went immediately to her head, but it was without any mental berating of her own that she had gone running out of the dormintories again, off to navigate that map. Map..what map?
Map. Uhh.. map. She hadn't actually brought it with her. Crap. She had debated for a moment going back for it, but ultimately she'd determined that it wouldn't have been that hard to get to the room, right? She'd initially gone to the first room the group had always met in. Always. Unfortunately, it seemed that nobody was there. Which left her twitching nervously after about 10 minutes of standing alone.
So she'd gone back for the map to double check.
However, following that map had been a bit of a joke, and Nicodemus made plenty of comments about it being just that. He'd also been consistently correcting all of the wrong turns his 'chosen' (he was starting to regret his decision) had made. She'd run into plenty of dead ends, a few suspicious looking doors, and even a bathroom at one point in time.
So it was surprising that Cass had made it to the room before Dr. H had, her mood as light as it ever was; she didn't seem bothered that she'd taken forever to find it.
"Aha! It looks like this is it!" she beamed, seeming to be relieved.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 12:14 pm
Marcus had an inkling he was not going to enjoy that particular day. Mostly, since after he'd discovered the crude note and map, he was sure that the school had plans to try and ******** over the trainees in an attempt to make them flunk out. If flunking out was even possible. But as he started out with the map, he was pretty sure whoever drew it was either drunk, bored, or just had, to put simply, terrible directional skills. All with plans to torment him directionally none the less.
Desiderio was trying his hardest to 'help' but really that help consisted of nothing but the former vampire telling him to do look at things and really, be a snoop; Something Marcus wasn't wanting to do. So with many wrong turns, dead ends, and several misleading directional signals from his weapon, Marcus finally managed his way to the room--Groaning as he did so. As he entered it was a relief to see he didn't seem to be the first to have trouble finding his way to the classroom.
"I take it you all had about the same trouble as me then?" As he spied the table and note, the hunter rolled his eyes. "I guess the first test of the day was just finding the class."
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:48 pm
"Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go~"
Robert whistled obnoxiously as he walked in, grabbed Madison around the waist in a one armed hug, and then clunked down into a seat next to her. Both his wide, dirty boots came up against the wall after he'd turned his seat to face it, and his head leaned back as far as it could go. Those long, oddly shiny locks (for a guy, at least) swayed behind him effortlessly.
"Sup kids." He hooted to the group. "We here to talk about our feelings again? 'Cause I'm feeling just peachy. Can I just write that on a card now and go?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:02 pm
Madison squeaked in surprise as Robert scooped her up, then grinned at him. "Good morning to you too," she said, most of her foul mood evaporating. "And what, you want to, like, go crawl back up there after writing something on a card? I'm hoping whatever's going on is worth the trip down here, and stuff."
The journey itself is a lesson; it needs no additional content to be a worthy teacher, Kouki said, primly.
Shut up.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:43 pm
Harrison was not a fan of playing find-the-wobbly-scribble, and if he had ever taken any kind of navigational scouting (which he hadn't) he would have been driven completely up a wall. There had been no talking puppets to ask for directions either. As it was, he'd stuffed the directions and gone with blind guessing until he'd found a room with people in it that weren't dead.
Sweaty and grumbling, he yanked out a plastic chair and, as suggested, took a seat.
"Morning. Anyone remember how to get back? Because I don't."
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 2:27 pm
A portion of the wall silently slid open, and a cowled figure walked through, "I see some of you have managed to get here. I've been waiting for quite awhile you know, and my time does not come cheaply. Clarice even gave you all maps and the required passcodes. Really if this is the quality of trainee we'll be seeing around here..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 4:15 pm
Davey wasn't a fan of the lousy map directing them to an unknown location. Sometimes he thought Caelius and the other 'teachers' were a little too fond of tests. Still, he'd signed up for this whole deal, so might as well get used to sadistic trainers and utterly unreasonable requests.
Arriving at the door of the indicated classroom, Davey startled to see the teacher already present (and it wasn't Caelius, so yet another person in charge who wanted to torture them a little). There was a faint flush on his cheeks - Davey used to pride himself on his punctuality, and here he was, late to the first lecture the Hunter trainees were being offered.
He slipped quietly in. Davey wasn't optimistic enough to think the teacher wouldn't notice, but maybe he could at least avoid any kind of punishment for his tardiness.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 7:13 am
Cass might have been offended by the man's assessment of the group if it weren't for the fact that a) Nicodemus was heartily agreeing that she needed to shape up and b) she'd just made a mental connection and it was taking all of her effort in that moment to not blurt it out and say something stupid.
Nicodemus was helping with that one and for once, Cassandra was glad to have the assistance with it. Because ohhhhh man.
Dr. H? Clarice?? It's like.. It's like.. it's totally Silence of the Lambs!! He's totally Dr. Hannibal!!
<< I'm not sure who that is, Cassandra.... >>
Dr. Hannibal the Cannibal!! And Clarice Starling. AHH... wait... s**t!
Nicodemus was likely amused at how much straighter and attentive Cass became, this wide grin forming on her face. There was only one other person in the world who gained such devoted excitement from her, but even that wasn't the same as the giddiness she bore right then. She was going to make a point to not get eaten by the assumed Cannibal-man.
Nicodemus was wondering, vaguely, how his over-excitable choice in partner had ever been appealing to him..or to those who had chosen to wake them. In fact, the irony was that Mr Silence-of-the-Lambs had been the voice to wake her. Not that she had noticed yet. She was too busy grinning.
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