Prism really did have impeccable timing, planting Maria's wheelchair and her seemingly lifeless body sitting within it right between her and Allister. It saved the boy from another possible attack at his cutsie nickname and the way he flipped the entire situation around on her without so much as a blink of an eye. What she had said sarcastically, in spite, he had acted as if she had meant it in complete sincerity. As much dirt as she tossed his way, as many times as she might call him stupid, she knew that wasn't the case. Sure, he was out there and she often wondered for his sanity, she knew he wasn't completely daft. Time and time again he had showed the true extent of his intelligence. While she would have much preferred to pounce him on the spot, as angry as she was she wouldn't risk hurting Maria in her antics. Glaring at him over the body of their blue-haired leader, a low growl would rumble forth from her chest sounding entirely more animalistic than something produced by human vocal chords. "Either utterly daft or completely psychotic." She would mutter, silver orbs flashing angrily before she once again turned her head forward to once again stare at the damaged blackboard, gaze focusing intently on an equation she knew she would never be able to solve on her own. Lines and numbers that bounced around in her skull, searching the contents of her brain for even the slightest inkling of a solution but came up empty again and again. Sighing, instead she would focus on his words, or rather the statistics he had given them. Allister seemed keen to be the first to die, which she wouldn't complain about. Maria had not just lost a limb, but her entire body. Morty didn't exactly seem like the type of person to put money over teammates, but that left her... at which even the idea of betraying Maria for absolutely any reason sickened her to her core. How could she betray the only person left in this world that she actually cared about? The person that had been with her through it all, both the best and the worst moments of her life. What a load of bull s**t. The thought would shoot bitterly across her mind before she could stop it, but she was just lucky it hadn't managed to slip through he lips. She couldn't imagine Vickers would take kindly to such a comment.
It was only when Allister spoke once more that her gaze would snap back towards him. As hard as she tried, she couldn't seem to shut him out entirely. The boy just seemed to know exactly how to push her buttons, exactly what to do to get her riled up. His efforts were nearly on par with Feralis himself, which was an impressive feat in and of himself. Her eyes would narrow suspiciously, the corner of her lips tugging into a frown. "You've got to be kidding me." The feline would hiss in complete disbelief. It was as if in her mind the idea of him trying to protect her was the most ridiculous claim she had ever heard. Somehow she just couldn't believe that that entire charade was for any more reason that to get on her nerves and embarrass her in the process. Sighing softly, Kenna would lean forward against the desk, elbow planted against the wood while her chin rested in her hand. Truthfully she was tempted to sump forward completely and take a nap, but once again, it wasn't something she thought their teacher would take kindly. It was only to hopefully avoid a round between her eyes that she would force such steely orbs to remain open, the color dulled with both boredom and a wave of tiredness that seemed to be creeping in the longer she sat here. There was just the slightest residue of pink in her cheeks, left over from her early frustrations. Now she simply looked as she usually did, disgruntled and perhaps just slightly grumpy. Kenna didn't have many faces, the variety was measured mostly on a scale of anger. For now she was tamed, but that could change at the push of a button. A volcano on the brink of eruption at even the slightest turn of events.
As the lass went on, she would see the top of Maria's astral form protrude from the top of her desk. It lasted just a moment, a shimmer of iridescent hues, a flash of a playful smirk, then she was gone. Steely eyes would once again narrow as she glared at the pencil that shimmered with iridescent aura before twitching just slightly. A soft growl would pass through her lips, far less aggressive than any aimed a Feralis or Allister but none the less annoyed. She knew exactly what the girl was up to. Maria was playing a game, one they had played many years ago. She was searching for the little kitten that lay hidden within such an angry and ferocious lion. Glaring at the pencil for a moment, she would mutter soft agitated words under her breath. "Cut it out. Not here. Not now." To anyone near enough to hear here that wasn't aware of the situation would likely think she was talking to herself. Arms crossed tightly over her torso, her fingernails would dig into her own flesh as she very clearly fought to keep herself in place. The pencil would twitch, rock back and forth, click upon the desk. Never enough to draw much attention from anyone one else. Just the slightest of motions, but Maria knew that's all she needed. Too Allister it might have simply been an annoying distraction, but to Kenna it was so much more. The feline managed to contain herself for several minutes, an impressive feat really, but in the end a pale hand would come swatting towards the pencil. The pencil would roll across the desk and for a moment her hand would follow it, looking as she might swat it again. Instead the movement would be cut short as her other hand shot out and pinned her arm against the desk in a slapping motion. There would be a loud thud as her limb collided with the desk, followed by an agitated groan. Once again her cheeks would flush, both in embarrassment of giving into such a silly game in front of her class mates, as well as an annoyance at Maria for stooping to tactics she knew the cat wouldn't be able to resist. "GOD DAMMIT MARIA!" Voice much too loud for a classroom setting, her frustration would clearly shine through, but as it always was when it came to Maria, it was far gentler than it would have been if directed at anyone else.
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Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief What's up?: Drawing awesome drawings of floofs. Where am I?: The Math classroom... with explosives!!!! Who are my peeps? The cuddly chipmunk faunus the class, and the crazy explosive teacher~!! <><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
Holy ringtail there was so much going on!? It was enough to make the tail of a particular racoon faunus puff up! Why were there people in that strange box!? Or better yet was was the pretty kitty lady carried into it!? Were them two an item? Well it couldn't have been considering the way the lioness had been carrying on before the silence of the coffin door had muffled all noise between them out. Old pops was worried about a little tail snuggling but it was alright for that to happen? That did not seem to be the case at least when the male had been given trouble for it. It had been hard to focus a little with the ringing in his ears from Vickers shooting his name into the chalk board. Wowza! He was inspiringly crazy! helmet and all! It was even more odd though how it seemed three people failed already? Did he mean for today or for the whole semester already?? Seeing as he was not one of them it was a content feeling, but perhaps if running around carrying women was a way to pass classes perhaps he would do it more often?? Oh wait... It was a timing of reaction test? Ah. That would explain it. Or so he believed to himself.
A small click fro a foreign sound brought his attention towards Astra, who was now holding onto a shotgun. Huh!? Did that come out of her mouth!? Or was he seeing things? "Woah!? Did you have that on you this whole time? Did you use air to create it or was it hiding in your tail? That would explain the bushiness if that were the case... Unless I am not crazy and you somehow had it hiding in your throat... If so... Nice trick! Do you do that with other things too?" Oh yeah Rowan was laying on the questions thick, a full on amused smile spreading on his face from ear to ear. He loved asking questions! Like these floots that the the teacher kept speaking of. Things that were existing but invisible? Oh how little imaginative things were floating through his mind! It gave him an idea, grabbing some paper and pencil from the knapsack on his back. Scouring through the basic stuff it was what he normally carried around. Toothbrushes? Nope? Clean socks? Nope.... Aha there they were! Hurriedly the faunus drew a few things out, quite pleased with himself with the results. During this he had tuned out the conversations of any other people for the time being, frankly wishing to keep the inspiration in his mindset going. His drawing skills left something to be desired,and by the time he was done he rose a hand for questions.
"Uhm... Excuse my popperoni, Are these the floofs you peak of?" Holding up two photos, the first one was a stick figure of a horribly drawn ghost person with an expression of their tongue sticking out. The second one was of an odd looking bird with 8 stick legs... Two sticking out of the head like deer antlers. Hopefully this gave SOME idea. "Ooooh! Can we draw up some more!? Or do we not draw in math class?"/b] The second question was towards his chipmunky adorable friend, who he was still in wonder about as to where she got the shotgun from.
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Astra's ears would turn towards Rowan. he was wondering where she got her weapon. She would have a smile on her face. Most people were horrified by how she accessed her Semblance. However, it was hers and hers alone. It was the best thing in the world. She could store almost anything in there. "My semblance lets me pull out stored items through my mouth, see?" She would take one hand off of the shot gun, and seemingly reach into her mouth, pulling out a vase a flowers. The Flowers were fake though.
She would look up at the board, her hands back on the shotgun. Floofs were invisible, that explained why she couldn't see the enemy right in front of her face. However, she saw it die, or poof. She didn't know which, all she knew was that bullet didn't rip through her head somehow. She didn't like those odds. It would be lucky if they even made it out of school alive? She wanted to travel the world, to see everything. Becoming a huntress was the start to that, but she would sacrifice a limb or her life for someone that she was friends with, so she could understand that. "So, in in a sense! We are gona be learning cybernetic stuffs today so that when and if we lose a limb, we can take care of it!?" Her voice seemed to be full of sunshine, the vase of flowers were now on the desk as well. She wasn't going to put it back until class was over, or when she put away Boom Boom.
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NecroPlant
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Alysian Virago
eijiberry
1234boo75
Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2018 6:04 am
The ball was uneventful. To Morticien, at least. The music they played was mega lame, the slow dances were mega stupid, oh, and Kenna almost killed someone. So, yeah, pretty uneventful on that front. People almost getting killed seems to be a regular basis in his life so that was fine. Nothing too worrying. Immediately after the ball, Morticien collapsed onto his bed and didn't wake up until the afternoon. He could sleep like the dead, honestly. He knew that maybe he should have gotten up properly and attempted to bond with the chaotic disaster that was his team but he just couldn't. When you're dreaming about a paradise involving short skirts and cute guys and girls, anyone with a single working brain cell wouldn't even get up. When he wasn't sleeping, he was entertaining the fans. He had a reputation to uphold, after all!
It was the day of classes when Morticien thought that he'd just take a quick break on the way to class. He was still feeling slightly lethargic though, so he had decided a quick break would be nice. He sat own against the nearest wall and lightly strummed his iconic guitar. The tones he played were relaxing and, without realizing it, he ended up falling asleep against the wall. He didn't dream of anything in particular. It was all colors and shapes, colors and shapes, colors and shapes...he got lost in them, really. But then the cold hard fact that he had fallen asleep pulled him out of his dreams and he hurriedly stood up. "Oh jeez. I'm late, I'm late! I'm late for a very important...time technically date?" Yeah, that works. Once he was sure he was steady, Morticien ran towards the class. Any normal student in a situation like this would be very shy as they entered room, probably apologizing profusely.
But this is Morticien here, he's not exactly a normal student.
Instead, he walks through the door without any shame. He isn't too aware of his surroundings or any possible future punishments. "Wahaha! I've arrived!" He laughed confidently. "What'd I miss, what'd I miss?!"
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Vickers Turned back around to face the class. His hand still holding his pistol. His other now holding a piece of chalk. Though he quickly took in what had happened with his back turned. Mostly that Maria was slump. Most likely using her semblance. The weird one that had a shotgun out of nowhere pulled a plant pot out her mouth. Well a vase. And a few talking people directed towards him. His head turned to auburn before slumping ever so slightly to one side. ”Each shot did hit their mark.” His thumb motioned behind him to his name embedded into the blackboard. ” I could not do that if i did not have near perfect aim with that thing. The more important question was what did he hit. Why did some explode in the air.
Allisters comments made him physically twitch in his armour. His head turning to look towards him before he spoke. His voice a little deeper than before. ”Did i state what forest? There are worse ones than the one at our gates. Some forests that even with a full battalion of huntsmen you should not venture into. Not willingly at least… The protection i can understand however your teammates do seem to take it as harassment. So please do not do that.” He tried to force himself to stand normally though his left hand was ever so slightly shaking under his armour. Hidden from view now as he locked it up on purpose to hide his nervous twitch. ”There will be a practical in a little bit. was his somewhat normalized reply now.
Though he Let his attention drift back to the rest of the class. Mostly kendall for a few seconds. Quieten down. No need to shout she is just not there right now. I am sure if she can't see currently prism will record notes. Though i am going to admit this is the basic level and i very much doubt she needs it. Especially as you” His eyes drifted over to prism for a second and so did the angle of his head. ” Seem to be at least a interactive virtual intelligence. With possible inclinations of being something more. I would love to talk to you after class.” A smirk flickered across his face. Was it a threat he just made or a offer. Only one would know.
It was finally the turn of the two that had been sat on his desk. ”No” Was his very flat and quick reply as the racoon held up two pictures. ”Also no. Pay attention. was his words towards the racoon mostly . Though he did nod towards what astra said about learning the cybernetic ‘stuff’. And with that he turned around and removed the blackboard from the wall. His left hand had now stabilized itself and he started writing out again. This time the equation was a lot longer and there seemed to be circuitry also drew into parts below it. Resistors, Diodes, a few capacitors of varying strengths, sixteen transistors, ten switches and just a few logic gates. And finally the previous equation seemed to be linked to this one as he drew a arrow from where he placed his blackboard to the start of it. “Sometimes in Cybernetics you need inefficiencies. Errors. Glitches. As they allow … different. Results than normal The same is true with dust. And interactions between semblance. So while it is a science. It is exact in theory. In practice. Not so much.” He moved to a cupboard on the side and pulled out what looked like about twenty small pistols. Before he started throwing them towards each of the students. They had parts of them missing and exposed different cybernetic components. They however had no firing mechanisms. Least no standard ones. They where using a dust canister that was nearly depleted however.
” Right these are simple cybernetics on the surface however the deeper you go there more complicated they become. Try to repair them. Don't try to fire them as depending on what was wrong. How bad a job you do. Or how good. They may explore shoot or .. well explore. It's just fire dust.” He said despite full well knowing sometimes dust acts weird around some semblances. And even some other types of dust.
It was then he noticed the door open and a new person walk in. His right hand raised and fired a explosive round from his pistol right at his face. Only for it to explode about ten centimeters from it. Vickers voice was a little harsh this time as he spoke. ”Sit. You are late. Very late. Where his few words to the new student.
[OOC: Sorry for the delay this time I've been having spouts of depression. Also sorry for the spelling errors]
”Youroka Kage”
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”Alysian Virago”
”NecroPlant”
Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2018 3:42 pm
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Aurora walked down the hall, her head held high and walking confidently as she approached the classroom. She put her ear to the door to listen in. Yeah, it sounded like chaos in there, class had started. She cursed under her breath, she was late.
Aurora had been working and lost track of time. Still, she didn't think she would be that late to class. Thankfully, her boss wrote her a note. Aurora wasn't sure if the teacher would totally be cool with it, but at least she had a semi-valid excuse.
Aurora took in a breath, a bit annoyed with herself. She was overly studious, so being late made her very anxious. She thought about just skipping class, but that would make her even more nervous. "Ugh... ok, I gotta do this. Here we go..." Aurora stood up straight, combed through her hair and straightened her combat jacket and put one hand on the door... then she cracked her knuckles, straightened her jacket again, re-laced up her combat boots, checked her weapons and... "Ok, I'm late but I gotta do this." She took in another breath before pushing open the door open just enough to get in. She then calmly and confidently lifted the note for the teacher to see before taking a seat towards the back.
She let out a sigh and eased into her seat, setting her bag down and taking a look around her. She knew literally no one here. Great.
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Feeling ➸ Stressed, annoyed and a bit apathetic With ➸ A bunch of random people she didn't know (currently teamless) Where ➸ Class or the zoo, uncertain at this time Wearing what ➸ Olive green jacket over a black tank top, jeans and back combat boots (OOC: Post count: 1 better picture coming soon... hopefully sweatdropGotta find the perfect one, ya know?)
She caught one of the canisters of dust-driven weapons in midair as Vickers threw them in every direction for all the students to examine. She had never seen weapons fueled by such things before. She had only heard stories amongst her classmates beforehand that revolved around the technology long before she had gone to Beacon, and knew that mostly only Hunters used them. Those stories had stuck with her till now. She turned the canister in her hand and looked at it scrutinizingly, clearly fascinated but on high alert in-case the teacher had something else interesting to throw at them. She looked at how the grooves on the thing lined the inner side of it, looking closely at how the dust was designed to wrap around the thing when slotted properly and activated. She looked up in good timing to see Vickers shoot another blow in the direction if the door, observing as the bullet exploded mere inches from the new entree's face. She took a peek behind her and noticed how her teammates reacted to the stuff.
Then she detected another bystander at the door, hearing their reverberating footsteps as they drew closer to the door to hear how the class was going. Whoever they were, they were going to put Vickers in a bad mood. Not that he wasn't settling well with his new students, but he was reacting expectantly now, making sure the late-comers realized they shouldn't come to his class late ever again. Rei remembered all the times she had been late for class. She always had to apologize and found it hard to find a good seat when she did. Going to school was one of the things she had always done her best to do well in, but her record wasn't perfect, and she had always worked hard to make up for her minor lack of attendance sometimes. She drew a note in her mind not to mind all this shooting, but to strive to never come to a class late as these people were doing. Mainly cause sitting up front was one of the things she enjoyed doing, and she couldn't do that whenever she was late.
She heard someone shout behind her, but did not look back. She figured whatever drama was going on between those people and their teams is their business and theirs alone. She wasn't going to insert herself and solve their personal problems for them! No, she would remain complacent with the whole thing and stay out of trouble. Although she was mildly curious, she didn't think to get entangled was something she was keen on getting into. She did, however, turn in time to catch a girl demonstrating her semblance and pulling out an entire vase and a gun from somewhere at the pit of her mouth. Then one of the guys from the class showed the teacher a drawing of a 'floof', to which Rei raised an eyebrow to after taking a good look at his peculiar drawing. She had no idea what floofs were, either. She had never seen one before, so they couldn't be real, could they? These people were getting stranger by the minute, all the while wondering if Vickers was being serious with his declaration of failing her and Auburn still vaguely lingering at the back of her mind.
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XXXThis was it, this was exactly what the phantom girl was wanting. Beneath the veil of shimming iridescent aura was a mastermind giggling to herself. The devious girl knew exactly what she was doing and that it was working. It was all exclaimed through Kenna's expression. The narrow steel gaze upon her being, the pupils dilating every few moments as a cat often watching something small with sudden movements did. Such curious and playful expressions were what Maria had always thrived for when they were children. It was always considered an accomplishment when she could manage to get traces of that playful kitten hidden beneath all the hate and malice to resurface, even if only for a moment. From within the confines of the wooden exterior, a phantom girl was growing ever more amused at the clear annoyance she was causing. Agitated words accompanied by frustrated glares were what the young woman lived for. After all, despite everything that her illness had taken away from her, it could never take away her ability to annoy and tease her most cherished kitten. No matter how many years passed, how the illness ravished her, or how the world wronged them. This simple little game was held so fondly in their core, thriving both on their natural instincts. Maria's to play and Kenna's to pounce. It was only after Kenna swatted at her a couple times and cursed her name that Maria would finally stop, though a disembodied giggle could be heard sounding from the pencil. Victory tasted all the sweeter as the man named Vickers' chimed in, telling Kenna to quiet down. Maria wasn't here, she wasn't conscious. At least, that's what it looked like to all those around them.
Prism's passive blue LED's would shimmer in response as Vickers' called out to Prism specifically. An interactive virtual intelligence. Such a remark could only be intended for the robot and none other, as it was surely the most advanced piece of technology within the walls of Beacon. At least, to Prism's own knowledge. "Such an arrangement can likely be made. I shall converse with Lady Maria on the subject and get back to you, Mr. Vickers." Such a conversation with its master wouldn't be held, simply due to the fact that Prism was very well aware of Maria's out of body presence. She heard every word and would surely decide by the time that class came to an end. However, it likely depended on a mix of Kenna's own opinion as well as Maria's current well-being.
It was then that Vickers began jotted down another series of equations, an extension of the first. This time the equation was longer and more complicated, including the presence of circuitry. By the end of the equation, an arrow was drawn to link the prior equation with the new one. A direct continuation, one that had a link with another. Prism's indicators would shimmer once again, taking in the varying information and equations as it began linking two and two together. While it contained a variety of errors in the start, it accompanied with an explanation on Vickers behalf made all the more sense. It was an adaptable schematic that represented a power supply as well as its reactions with dust intake. Something that was similar to the robots own adaptation with dust, though unnecessary to directly power itself. Instead, dust was used as a simple augmentation feature for Maria's digression. The robot would then look down at the desk, noticing the iridescent pencil tapping the table before rolling directly towards Kenna's hand. Maria wanted to be picked up, to be held. A slyful means of communication that Prism was capable of understanding. "Kendall, will you please take notes in Maria's steed?" Robotic digits would dig through a bag attached to Maria's chair before removing a notebook, laying it out in front of Kenna. If Kenna could take a series of hints, then she would surely pick up the pencil only to move along with the phantom tugs of it so that Maria could simulate writing on her behalf.
Assuming that Kenna had followed her lead, or perhaps even not, Maria would begin to use her phantom presence to manipulate the pencil into writing. Notes and translation for the equation above, similar to what she'd had to learn in order to properly maintain a consistent power output and dust regulation within Prism. 'This reminds me of the way that Prism distributes dust when it needs amplification. Following the intake of dust, it amplifies both the power supply as well as the limb that the dust was inserted. Which, in turn, creates an elemental discharge that both empowers the strike and releases the elemental nature. The varieties range quite a bit depending on the dust utilizes, as well as combining different types of dust. The process is also similar to how many other weapons utilize dust to amplify their attacks, even Ultio uses a variation of these. Cool. Now it looks like you're smart and wrote notes. You're welcome, Fluffy! ;P' In the midst of writing, it truly looked as if Kenna could've been elaborating on what the function of the equation was. By the end though, Maria left her mark by taking a stab at the feline.
Maria was far too occupied by teasing her friend to notice the pistols being tossed out initially. It wasn't until Prism itself made a sudden movement to catch two of the pistols out of the air as they were tossed to the students around. The robot was both listening to Vickers words while analyzing the firearm itself, noticing both the low dust supply in addition to a clearly deficient power circuit. "Ahem. Lady Maria, I believe it is time for a class project. Perhaps you and Miss Kendall can work on this together?" The robotic hum would incline towards the two, suggesting a bit of teamwork while discovering whatever faulty issues would arise within the firearm. Prism was well aware of Kenna's distaste for technology, so perhaps this was the first step towards warming the feline up to its concept as well as future that may involve Maria. After all, Prism surely wasn't the only one who's drawn up the schematics to enhance Maria's body with cybernetics to try and overcome her disease ... Was it? In response, Maria would cause the pencil to tap the paper eagerly as if nodding in response. 'Oh, hell yeah! Let's do it, Kenna! How about I possess the gun to get a feel for it, and tell you what to tinker with? It's not like I can really work with my hands anyway. So... I'll put my soul into the work, literally!' It was in words of graphite that Maria would propose them working with one another. Though, there was a question that anyone who knew Maria would surely be asking themselves... Why wasn't she just talking? The girl never had an issue voicing her thoughts in her astral form, so why was she forgoing it this time around? Well, simple. It was fun that way.
Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief What's up?: still trying to draw floofs!!!! Seeing two more late people and hoping they ain't going to be shot! Where am I?: Mathclass~! Who are my peeps? Astra!Buncha people I don't know!! Popperoni Vickers! Ooc; <><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
Man what a veteran man! Popperoni was really telling the rest of the class some interesting stuff! If only he could get the floofs just right! The two no he received and being told to pay attention, the raccoon was taking to heart. WOAAAAAAH. The raccoon had then gasped, witnessing the teacher pulling the chalkboard off the wall. Off the wall!? He wanted to try that! He was more impressed by Astra. "You are so smarticle Astra!" he praised with handclaps, knowing even with the shotgun in hand she definitely came better prepared then he had!! It was sooooo hard not to sit still and listen. He instead quickly jotted down on paper about the difficulty of cybernetics, scratching the back of both ears. In doing so he found a noodle from who knows when, slurping it into his mouth like a bird with a worm. Oh yeah~~! It was from a dumpster he had jumped into earlier on this morning before finding out the school had a cafeteria!!!! It was dry but it helped his tumtum temporarily.
His mind wandered back to trying to draw more floofs, up to a point his ears perked up from the sound of a gunshot. Looking back up he seen a late male coming in, feeling instantly sorry they got the same treatment Astra had just about. Such happiness about being late! He wanted to wave over to him to come join but he was worried about getting in trouble. After the male had come in a blonde female was next, watching both people taking their seats now. The blonde seemed the closest to them and Rowan waited for Vickers to turn his back again before looking to both new people waving his arms all giddy like. More new people!!!!! He was new too so he knew the feeling like the blonde lady did. The male he had no idea about besides the happy energy he had. "There are more new people. Are you new too? I am new I like being new though it means a potential amount of room to know more people!" Rowan was whispering this to Astra before writing down "HI! ^ ( ) ^ " on another piece of paper, holding it up for everyone to see. Waitaminute!!! He could do this after class instead!!! Quickly Rowan turned back to pay attention again, this time keeping himself calm but his focus better. He could talk more to all afterwards. He did not need to get Astra into trouble too since she was right beside him!!!!
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Youroka Kage
II L o y a l t y II
PositiviTea
Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2020 2:24 am
'I'm late!' That was the mental thought of the little hamster faunus as she was running down the hallway towards her assigned classroom. Lightning at her back as back at her dorm, she had left an alarm clock that detonated with a bass-boosted alice in wonderland style: I'm LATE! I'M LATE! OH DEAR OH MY! I'M VERY VERY LATE!. She crashed through the door of the classroom, panting heavily as the wind finally caught up to her and blasted her side and skirt while she stumbled in. Her backpack and notebooks all nicely organized and prepared but outside the hall, the blast of paper, pens, and some mice flying by the door windows as she settled into class, seeing how empty it was. "Um...... where is everyone teach?" She asked of the professer who themselves were not there yet. "EH?!"
Ferra had been sleeping still under her bed as usual when she heard someone screaming. She darted out, fully awake, only just realizing it was one of her teammates freaking about being late for class. She got dressed herself, barely fixing her hair in time to see Kirien running out of their dorm. Ferra was immediately out after her. She wasn't worried about being late herself though, she just loved running around and Kirien had got her going. As per usual, she ran on all fours, keeping up with the hamster girl as she followed her to class. When she got there, Kirien was alone in the room talking to no one. Ferra skidded to a near stop before running frantically around her teammate. ”Again! Ferra wants to run some more! She didn't know Kiri liked running too!” ☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿【TEAM NSFF】✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞✿☜♥☞ Post Count: 19 OOC:
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2020 7:03 pm
__They rate me at ( 57 ) Level 0. ______My aura is.. inactive, and my semblance is.. down. ______I fight with teamNSFF. ________My status is.. Happy ___I am at.. Classroom A_______Currently I'm in the company of.. Ferra and Kirien
___ Nox opened the door to her room sleepily and peered out at the others as one set out in a panic and the other took off after the first. Yawning she returned to the dark room and checked the glowing display of her own clock which had yet to go off. Kirien must of been still asleep when she looked at her clock or out of it tired when she set it because it was still early. The other two were gone already though so there was nothing she could do to fix it now. Letting out a sigh Nox resigned herself to an early start on this day and proceeded to change out of her pajamas and into her uniform. She then went to the bathroom to wash her face off with cold water in hopes it would help wake her up and to make use of the big mirror in the front washroom while brushing her hair.
___ She set out about five minutes after Ferra had left and made her way to their classroom. Even the halls were dim at this time. When she got to class she found an understandably confused looking Kirien in an empty classroom. Their energetic ferret girl was running circles around her. Seems Ferra was all in on the morning exercise angel and had no idea as to why Kirien thought she needed to sprint off to the classroom. Nox picked out a seat and sat down while speaking to the other two. "Well it seems like we are in fact actually really early." She yawned behind a hand. "Hopefully the others will get here soon"
