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 Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 6:04 pm
 ASHFORD ACADEMYAshford Academy was created by the Ashford family's foundation in the Britannian settlement in Area 11. The school is large and extravagant. It was renamed Zero Academy after the Black Rebellion in honor of Zero. It reverted to Ashford Academy upon re-occupation by Britannia. Certain areas, namely underneath the academy, have been modified to launch knightmares while others have been modified to hide knightmare storage facilities.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 6:06 pm
In the mainroom of the academy, some students seemed have to gather together as the new program was turned to it's highest volume. Eyes watching as the screen showed statically sometimes and clear others, but the scenes were something out of a horrible flick. People running, people dying in the streets, and those behind it all as Solo walked into the room. His hair was covering his eyes as he pulls at the collar of the Ashford academy uniform.
It was terribly uncomfortable as he tries to remember not to act his age. Though he was 24 years of age, thanks to everything that happen in his homeland ...no one here knew him to be older than 17. Even his adopted family wasn't aware of any differences in his age as he thanks his god that he was bless with a youthful appearance.
"So, how it's going?"
Solo asked as he knew no one was going to answer. If you thought being a Japanese in the past was bad ...try being a real foreigner as they stared at him with contempt in their eyes. His dark skin and slivery hair didn't fit with their pale complexations and different color hair.
"Humph, I will see for myself."
Solo declares as he walks to where he can see the television more clearly. Some of the guys leaving, while other shot him hateful glares. He for the life of him couldn't figure out why. It's not like he was the one whom had tore up thier home, or that was responsible for them sitting on a makeshift base now.
His people had been conqueored as well.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 8:37 pm
Lucian walked into the room and saw the group of students around a T.V. "Whats going on?" he asked making his way closer and saw what was on the screen. "So this is what you do with your free time?" he said smiling slightly "Even though you could use this time to study....Its none of my concern as long as you don't fail." he moved a strand of hair from his face. I can't believe this is my assignment, watching some kids, and a student who may or may not be a princess....oh well its better than being on the field I suppose he thought as he held back the urge to smoke a cigarette as he did so. "So does anyone know when Rowena Vanelli will be joining us again?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 9:08 pm
Solo rolled his eyes at the man's comment. He knew for a fact he was three years his senior, and for the life of him he couldn't figure out why he is such a p***k. Some of the students grimacing at his words ... and a few started to fidget.
Some of these classes weren't easy either so to make such a comment made some of them feel guilty.
"Humph, I expected you would get on us for watching some stupid program, but the news." "Don't you think the outside world is more important than those books of non-sense words."
He declares with a huff, but, none of the students even turned at his words. They were ignoring him to one point or another, he wasn't exactly the local genius. He was well verus in tactics and warfare, but when it comes to twentith century literature ...it made him wonder what in the hell was more dreadful ...fighting to the last man or having to read about shakespeare? He would probably take death by firing squadon in his own opinion ...less dragged out, but then again that is just him.
Solo sighs lightly.
"We haven't see her today sir."
One of the other students declare in the lull that comes after Solo's comment.
"I haven't heard about when she would come again, but I hope it's soon." "She is kind of cute .." One of the boys declares kind of low ...almost as a whisper.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 10:06 pm
"Yes, what you can learn in books is over rated to what you learn on the field." he said dropping his smile "The screams and pleas of those who are labeled enemies and the needless bloodshed of the innocent, children crying over their parents, and then those same children shot seconds later, and you try to convince yourself your doing the right thing by telling yourself, its for the cause, the greater good......those things you can never forget." he touched the scars on his face "War is a tragic thing, the less you all know about it, the better." he smiled again "Like I said its no concern to me as long as you don't fail, and besides" he said looking to Solo "in my class we wont be using books." he smiled again "But by the time we're done you'll all wish we had." he turned and walked out of the room. Glancing back only once looking over his students, if they thought their other classes were tough, wait until he got a hold of them. He was going to push them to their limit and then push them some more.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 7:52 am
The teacher left without another word as the atmosphere suddenly became more tense. Eyes glared at Solo as he felt a slight sweat drop run down the side of his head.
This was not his fault ...that quack of a teacher sounded like he had already planned to put them through hell, but, that was from his perspective. He got a good feeling that they took it as ...him making things more difficult for everyone with his big mouth, and just to confirm those thoughts one of the girl growled out.
"Nice going Jungle boy." "I can't believe you would taunt a teacher like that."
Another boy was quick to chime in.
"That's Mr. Marax, I heard his class is murder, normally." "I would hate to have to be in that african's class now ...he will probably make the class so impossible a college student couldn't pass it."
A boy this one had been the one whom had spoken earlier nodded his head.
"I have heard that his class is a core class ...if you don't pass you don't go onto the next grade." "So, maybe we should go back to our rooms to study ...I don't want to fail his class because of Mister bigmouth there."
The students seemed to agree with that , and slowly one after the other they left the room until Solo was alone. Thier nasty glares and stares were warning enough to let them leave first, and for him to get the hint that he wasn't to follow right away ...as some students on passing him made it a point to hit him with thier foot.
Once everyone was gone he nurmurs to himself.
"I really wasn't missing anything by not going to school."
Solo is the last one to get up as he went to click off the television only to see the head of this nightmare empire appear on the screen. He froze with his hands slowly dropping from the remote as he fell backwards on his heels, and then took a seat. This was something that got his interested quickly.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 1:15 pm
Lucian made his way out of the building and took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a long drag off of it. He leaned against the wall just outside of the door he exited from. He saw some students making their way towards their doors and gave a light wave. The next day classes started again, and all of those in his class were up for a surprise, unless if they did their research that is, His class was Gym. So he was telling them the truth when he said they don't use books....Then he remembered that he had to substitute for a Literature class the next morning, which was fine since his classes weren't until the afternoon. He finished off his cig. and began walking again, this time back inside to his office, he had something he needed to check on.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 1:31 pm
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Ogstrikezero Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:30 pm
"b*****d."
Solo declares underneath his breath. The translation for everything that was said was a simple one ...do what I say and on one will get hurt. What had been broadcast on national television was a grizzly warning. If this island wasn't so rich in Sakurdite, and this place hadn't been the center of thier last defeat ...it would have been the same as before. They would have been slaughtered and then forced to comply, but then again, the entire SAK or whatever it was called movement was about equal treatment. Someone had taken a lesson from the past, and they wouldn't change thier lifestyle though the reigns will change.
Humph, he had always doubted that people even cared anymore who led them ...just as long nothing in thier life changes.
He thought back to his own experiences ...to see those he called friend and family killed.
The broadcast was over, but as he knew the new media would ....they started to critique it. Talk about thier feelings about this, and he got up then and left the room.
He didn't care to see any of this.
His hands were ballied into a fist so tight that his nails actually dug into his open palm. Blood trinkle down his fist.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 8:26 pm
Lucian saw Solo leaving the room and saw blood trickling from his hands. "Hey, kid you should go see the nurse or something about that." he said jogging up to him "Oh your that kid from before, sorry for coming off as a bit harsh back there, I just really needed a smoke." he smiled at him warmly "Between you and me, those kids trying to study for my class are just wasting their time, its gym."
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 8:58 pm
Solo jumped ...literally.
He hadn't realized that someone was behind him, and worst, he wasn't aware how long he might have been there. The thought that he had seen that outburst, a slight breaking of that demeanor of being a neutral student here ...it made a bead of sweat run down his back as he turned slowly and tries to plaster a smile on his face.
How would a normal student handle this situation.
The thought ran through his mind as he tries to think how best to handle this. What expression should he use? What emotion? How do he keep this from being a worst situation ....he was trying hard to think of what to say, and thus, for a moment Solo probably looked like a fish trapped on a hook. His mind trying to catch up to what was going on as he finally stammered.
"Oh, I was heading towads the Nurse ...I ...I..I accidently cut my hand."
Solo looked down at his feet then at the mention of earlier, and he realized that this was the same p***k teacher. That made it even worst, as he replies driedly.
"That is going to be a laugh tomorrow."
His voice is monotone.
"Look, I shouldn't stay here long ...my hand could get infected." "I will see you tommorrow, Mr. Marax."
Solo was quick to try and dismiss himself as he turns on his heels, and then proceeded to walk away. If he went after him, Solo knew that he had gotten caught, but if he lets him walk away ...then then ...life would continue as normal as much as they know.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 9:21 pm
"Wait!" he said putting his hand on Solo's shoulder "My office is closer, I have a first-aid kit in there." smooth move idiot he thought the kid thinks your a total p***k and can't stand to even have a decent conversation with you. "look I know that I can come off as a jerk sometimes but its just because I get kind of nervous in groups. So sometimes I say things on impulse" he said "Kinda a bad thing to h as a teacher right?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 9:33 pm
Solo took a deep breath and calm himself down.
So, he had seen, and he could guess he wanted to talk about this, or worst, depending on his loyalities.
Though Solo makes himself calm down completely ...his mind was racing with what would be needed to be done if the lateral was true. If he had to take care of this person tonight ... he needed to think how best to hide it, and how to execute it with the least amount of noise.
Then again, those thoughts might not be necassary.
Maybe, he was just concern.
This was a small voice in his head that Solo was completely ignoring as time passed without an answer, and then he came up with a solution. He didn't remove the hand from his shoulder as he spoke.
"No, there is nothing wrong with your tactics." "There is nothing to be gained by being friends with your students anyway." "Now, I know you have a first aid kit, and, you are a gym teacher so I am sure that you are good with dealing with wounds and stuff, but I much rather the Nurse looks at it."
Solo replies as he ...suddenly fled. He ran away fast as he tries to leave the teacher behind him.
He wasn't going to let himself be back into a corner that easily.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 9:47 pm
After Solo just ran off he just stood there "Man, and they say I'm a p***k." he sighed "Well at least he believed that 'nervous teacher' crap." he continued towards his office, and once inside he shut and locked the door. He went to his desk and opened the lower right drawer and took out a bottle of vodka and a poetry book he was currently reading. "And so another sun sets on a winter's eve." he said aloud after he took a swig of vodka. after about ten minutes of this he left his office, half drunk and made his way down the hall.
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