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Star turned to Kartea. "When I change, my parents told me I killed 3 people. I helped them bury the bodies in a ditch and we skipped town. That's how bad it is." Star said, answering his question. "he reason I know Mimi's name is because my parents told me that's the name she told them before she tried to kill them as well. Seems Lil' Miss Mimi's a killer." She finished.

"Well, if you ever change, you wont have to worry about changing. This school is full of people who can create barriers to block people, ad such. So I don't think that you have to worry too much about killing anyone." Kartea said as he waited for his father to let them go, or so he hopped.

((Ok, that is fine. It will help with knowing who is who.))

Varnis had looked at her, noticing that she had changed. "You should know, you live in that body as well." He simply replied as he leaned back in his chair.

Kartea had watched as she changed. Looking at her, he wanted to reply, but he knew his father had an idea, so he didn't speak.

When Varnis had dismissed everyone Altair had gone to the teacher's living quarters and tried to find his room, after a few minutes of opening and closing doors before he found his. He removed his weapons and lay them on his bed he searched throught his things and found a few of his note books from school. what to teach them first... i'll start with the respritory system...it's fairly easy, should give me a general idea of there work habits Altair thought looking throught the notes he had. The school began to grow dark but the sun was still out. odd...it's getting dark but it's still sunny out...wonder whats going on He thought looking out the window.

Trent walked into the room he had just found out he was sharing with the guy called Ax.

He looked around, the room was pretty simple. Two beds, a desk, the usual you would expect. He walked over to the window, opening it.

He let to cool, crisp air hit him like a some sweet wave. He inhaled deeply, relaxing at the smells of the outside filing his nostrils. He felt so frustrated, first he had gone and made a connarie of himself by being late, then on top of that he couldn’t even smoke tobacco here, how the hell was he going to deal with stress now? Not to mention a nicotine addiction.

Feeling worked up, he leaned out the window and berthed out harshly, steam issuing from his nostrils, ironically resembling smoke, he sighed and walked over to the middle of the room.

He was looking for a glass of water, something to work with, he had already seen some of the others, namely the lightning girl, where allot more at ease with their abilities than him.

He couldn’t find a glass, instead he went over to his trunk that someone had moved into the room. He threw it open, taking out a small sized hip flask. He sat down in the middle of the floor, cross-legged.

Pouring a small amount of water onto the floor he focused of it. He withdrew after a few seconds. This place felt so odd, he could normally only feel his own magic. Now however, in this building, he could feel it all around him, like a buzzing energy pressing in slightly. Trying to block it out as if it was background noise, he focused on the water again.

Hands shacking slightly, he focused on the water, wondering what he wanted to do to it. He decided freezing would be safer than steam. He concentrated, drawing energy from the water to take down its normal temperature, the small puddle rapidly froe over, gleaming and reflecting the setting sunlight.

He was becoming frustrated, whatever he did, he couldn’t change the shape of the ice or the water, couldn’t manipulate it, he wondered if any of the others would have any ideas on that one, maybe one of the fires, the principal might be the same….

He jumped,
The door shot open somebody standing in the doorway, Trent froze like a kid caught with is hand in the biscuit tin as a figure thrown into shadow by the light walked in…

From out of a nearby treetop a form would land upon the ground; crouched at first but standing up tall after. He passes a glance back up intot he trees with an uncertain look upon his face. A wind passes by and, just faintly, one whom was close by could heare the tappings of several feet upon the branches heading away from the building. He took comfort in the fact that they were surrounded by forest...it'd give him a tactical advantage if need be.

He now turns around to the school itself. With a deep sigh, he walks silently up the stairs and gently forces the door open. The halls were rather desolate as he lets himself inside, turning to close the door behind him before he began his search for a leading figure in the building.

"I how can I be calm, when some one who has possibly killed some one else is here? Especially when it is a split personality." He said looking over to Kartea, he fell silent for a moment. "Also, when Kartea gets like the way he is, it is a little hard to handle him as well." He said back to Andela so only that she could hear him as well.