Ebony realized that the boys might have been scared by her pulling Kimberly's arm. She rubbed the back of her neck as she playfully stuck her tongue out. "Sorry 'bout that. I kinda get carried away~!" she giggled. She listened to what Kimberly-Anne had to say about Orientation Week and pondered about that as well. "Well, I'm already accepted into a weekend class! I'm part of the Circus Troupe! I can't wait to begin practicing for the end of Term, week long, Big Top Event~!" she squealed as she clapped her hands in excitement. Her hair bounced as she moved in her chair. The circus was something she cared about deeply. It was something she had to have in her life. Heck, she wanted to be a Ringmaster of her own circus! What better solution than to be in a circus on the weekends!?
Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2017 4:49 am
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Kimberly was surprised to hear about a Circus Troupe as an extra-curricular. It was something that seemed so out of place, but with students and teachers capable of superpowers that seemed to only belong to the world of comics, it wasn't so unrealistic. "I'll have to come and see you perform then. It seems like something that would be very breathtaking," she admitted whole-heartedly. She'd never been to a circus, only basic motorcycle trick shows back home in Australia, so it was something she would definitely find interesting.
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Kolya looked to Jace, wondering why he'd gone so quiet. Was it Ebony's behavior, or perhaps it was the food not being to his tastes? He turned his attention back to the girls when Kimberly spoke. "I've only been to a magic show or two back in Russia, so I would love to see something like that. It would be a change of pace for sure," he stated with a small smile. By this time, he'd finished his meal, so he took a sip of his tea and waited to see what Jace would say.
Shiro nodded some to Miranda, feeling reassured by his position now even if he didn't have any abilities or powers. He stuck another piece of chicken in his mouth. Teaching two major classes was probably pretty stressful and tiring depending on how difficult the students were. Knowing Shiro, and how new he still was new to the whole teaching thing, didn't have the patience to really teach two, he found himself having a newfound respect for his coworker before looking back at Oliver. "Yeah, I was in the Army for around Nine years. Was an amazing experience but I had to get discharged," Shiro said wish a small smile. The memory wasn't really a bad one, he just wished he could've stayed and finished his twenty year term. "Still, if we're going to be around the same area at times, we might bump into each other more," He added.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2017 5:46 am
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Nightmare Dreamcatcher
Author Rayelynn
CyanideAngel
Miranda sipped her coffee, enjoying the conversation even if it seemed she was rather passive. She listened to what both men had to say and was impressed with Shiro having been in the military and Oliver's capacity to learn more and more and teach those lessons with ease. "Being in the Military must have been a high honor for you. I'm sure your family would be proud of you," she stated gently. She hoped she wasn't prying into anything that might be a sensitive subject. She had no idea if he was widowed or if he had family who opposed his career choice in the past.
/// /// "I have no doubt about it," he replied to Shiro's comment about bumping into one another. "Will you be teaching any particular extra-curricular? I was thinking of starting Krav Maga with a fitness teacher, Elisa Novani. I could see you teaching some martial art, or perhaps something unorthodox like fencing?" Oliver questioned. He was immensely happy that, even with weekend classes added to the curriculum, teachers and students alike had the option to sleep in on weekends, as classes started after lunch time. Catching up on sleep was something vital for mental well-being, and Olive would certainly be enforcing a healthy mental environment in his classes. Working students to the bone and keeping them from sleep, and in emotional turmoil, was not something he wanted to do. He hoped other teachers felt the same.
Shiro let out a light chuckle. "Well, I never really had much contact with my family while in service. Apparently when you climb the ranks as much as I did, you don't get much time off," he said, finishing his meal and closing the box and pushing it somewhat to the side of him. "They were pretty devastated when they saw me before I got discharged but who wouldn't be if you saw one of your family members without their arm?" he asked, letting out another laugh. Shiro had learned to take what had happened to him with a grain of salt and turn it into a joke.
"I hadn't even thought about an extra yet," Shiro admitted, trying to remember what some of the courses were and if he'd even be interested in weekend courses. Then again it's not like he really did much on the weekends anyway aside from catch up on his reading every now and then and continue building things. "Now that you mention it, I'll probably look into it. I don't do much on weekends anyways," he added.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2017 6:29 am
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Nightmare Dreamcatcher
Author Rayelynn
CyanideAngel
Miranda had barely realised that it was a prosthetic arm and not just a gauntlet-prop like she was expecting. His laugh and the way he carried the conversation past that moment was a sign he did not hold on to it very much. She had a feeling it was a rather painful story, but one he would rather not say given how he moved to another topic Oliver brought up. Before she could answer, he phone buzzed in her pocket. She took it out and read the text message from her husband, asking her to buy some groceries for a home-cooked Irish meal. "I'm sorry, I have to make my leave. I hope to see either of you on campus at a later time," she said as she made her way out of the cafeteria.
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"You should look into weekend classes. It isn't just to do something to pass the time, but it allows a lot of creative reach. There's fashion teachers that have an extra-curricular of Tennis and there's big, burly engineering teachers who teach salsa. It's a way to really get your hobbies out and have fun," he reasoned with a wide grin. When Miranda said she was leaving, he shook her hand quickly and assured her he would see her on campus at a later time.
"I've come to find I don't really have any hobbies. My hobbies are basically what I teach, but I could try and figure something out. If anything I might try and sit on a couple courses to narrow some thing down," Shiro said with a chuckle before nodding to Miranda as she left, holding up his hand in a wave. "I'll be around" he stated to her before she left, a goofy smile on his face. It was becoming apparent that Shiro was very outgoing and laid back, always trying to make the best of everything. "I can cook I suppose but I'm pretty sure the Home Ec class has that covered," he added, looking back at Oliver again.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2017 9:18 pm
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Nightmare Dreamcatcher
Author Rayelynn
CyanideAngel
Oliver thought about his hobbies and everything he was talking about, weighing the options in his head. Most martial arts and fitness was taken, even as extra-curriculars, by staff like himself. But, with Shiro mentioning an interest in cooking, something did cross his mind. "There was talk of a teacher needed for Cultural Club. I'd have offered, but I'm already taking the idea of Krav Maga to the Council. The class involves food, language, history, and so on. I don't think you have to have a formal language qualification, since it's more of an engaging class for the students and the teacher is more or less a supervisor," he said with a shrug. He had considered a few of the extra-curriculars to teach, but Kolya's mention of Krav Maga was something he'd love to do. Perhaps he could teach a secondary extra-curricular if Krav Maga was a dual-taught class?
"You would have to consider something really quickly. All teachers, with a few exceptions, are required to teach an extra-curricular. Don't think you'd want the Principal on your tail," he said, with a short burst of laughter escaping his nose in an almost hmph sound, smile on his face the whole time. The Principal was not someone you wanted to be angry at you, not in the slightest.
Hunter made his way into the Cafeteria to grab a bite to eat. He had his heart set on a proper meal so he quickly got in line at Arby's and got plenty of options. Noticing there were only a handful of students in the cafeteria, he tipped his hat to the small group settled in the middle of the eating area. Several of them were tattooed, but none as extensively as him. He was covered, practically every inch of skin, from his neck down. He had ideas for both of his ribs and his feet, although he knew they were painful places. Heck! He was a tattoo artist in his own right, of course he knew! He sat down and begun to devour his food quickly, intent on getting every last bite before being interrupted. The bad-boy Canadian finished 2 burgers, a large curly fries, and a shake in less than five minutes. A record time for him. He suppressed the urge to belch loudly, as it was inappropriate at a university, but a smug grin was plastered on his pretty face.
Kimberly had looked up for a moment to see a rather tall, heavily tattooed boy tilt his hat to her and the others at the table. She figured it was because he was admiring their tattoos from a distance, but she couldn't be sure. She merely waved her hand at him to acknowledge the wave and returned to her conversation at the table. "Think we should invite the guy over?" she asked everyone. She didn't know whether or not someone in the group would be inclined to deny him, but she felt that was a wrong analysis. Everyone seemed very supportive of tattoos, given two of four at the table had them and those who didn't seemed supportive of the idea.
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Kolya had too noticed the stranger, with his tattoos and piercings. The black, over-sized hoodie covered many of the tattoos he likely had, his arms and neck showing many designs of elaborate artwork. While he did not like the idea of stretchers, it wasn't his ears so he wasn't going to complain. Kimberly snapped him out of his thoughts and he blinked twice as he processed her words. "I don't see a reason not to at least ask if he wants to join us," he said with a light shrug.
Ebony only looked to see the new guy who walked into the room when the others pointed him out. "I don't see why we shouldn't invite him over! The more the merrier~!" she exclaimed. She wanted to make as many friends as she could, hopefully bring a few into the circus troupe with her, or at least have people who wanted to be at the events. Most people thought circus would yawn, but Ebony wanted to reinvigorate the idea and make it something new! It was for that reason she chose who major in Business over anything else. Those around her at the table seemed to be okay with her dreams, so they were keepers! She was already a headliner in the Circus Troupe, her weekend class, because of the skills she already had. She wanted to keep her fitness levels up, hence why she chose fitness and dance as minors. Marketing and Entertainment were to improve her business skills. She wanted a successful circus of her own, one that was an international success!
Jace didn't mind Ebony being so hands on. He was more then happy to show her his tattoos. He ate his food having gotten lost in his own thoughts which led to hearing things in the shadows. He snapped out of it realizing he was missing the conversations and unconsciously using his abilities to hear the creatures and beings that live there. He mentally slapped himself thinking he needs to be more careful. He looked at his new friends seeing as the topic has changed to inviting another student over to join them. "I dont mind. " He would do it but he wasn't really one to approach anyone first. He figured Kimberly or Ebony would ask. Kolya didn't seem like the type either. Though he did approach him earlier. He looked to the male and noticed that he was covered in some pretty detailed work himself. He rubbed his eyes still a bit tired from his trip here. The guy seemed pretty cool and would fit into their odd little group. He leaned back and sipped on his lemonade looking to Kolya since he was sure he missed a good bit of the conversation.
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The idea of more friends! Ebony did not hesitate to bounce up from the table and skip over to the new stranger. She did her best to keep her optimistic charm to a minimum, but it was hard for her to do. She smiled brightly and held out her hand for a handshake, her hand sparking with confetti and smoke as she flicked her arm out at him. "I'm Ebony! My friends and I would love if you joined us~!" she chirped in a sing-song manner.
Hunter had only just finished his food when the silver-haired girl from the table in the middle had appeared. He flinched a little when she extended her hand and confetti and smoke appeared. He raised a brow, but smiled nonetheless. "нυηтєя мα∂∂σχ. єνєяуσηє ¢αℓℓѕ мє мαχ," he said as he shook her dainty hand. "мιgнт αѕ ωєℓℓ ¢нαт ωιтн уσυ gυуѕ. нανє ησтнιηg єℓѕє тσ ∂σ ωιтн му ∂αу," he said in his Canadian accent. He followed after Ebony, although she was practically dragging him along by the wrist, to the table. He chuckled slightly and pulled an extra chair to the table to sit down. He introduced himself to the others once again, full name and nickname. He was curious to see the ink-work on several at the table, since he was a tattoo artist himself.
