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Candice huffed, folding her arms and blowing her bangs in the air with her breathe. "Well, maybe, Well I don't know, I'm not going to be the leader, maybe Aki." She said pointing at her. "She has already shown an act of leader ship and responsibility by helping me." She smiled. "Besides, age and looks aren't everything, you could be thirty and still be immature."

"I aint been any kinda leader before. When I was younger my cousins dragged me about and at the Darwin I just partnered up with my friend Vicarious. As for the same grade I'm not so sure. I'm seventeen. Look, maybe we ought to take a break and get something to eat. Lets try and see if any of the other teams want to talk. I already met that birdman Sergey and I talked to this blind dude at the helicopter port before I arrived." Huilliame said, not taking a break due to his ADD. When he was doen he simply wandered off to get another massive tray of food for his high metabolism. More fried chicken, catfish fingers and a large bowl of lemon sorbet.

“Well, actually, that’s it. Tomorrow is class scheduling and presenting our team names.” Marie had finished eating and was playing with a lock of her dark wavy hair. “We are all settled and ready to go then!”

“I had best be getting to bed. The trip from Spain was extraordinarily long and I still haven’t met my roommate, so I should probably get to know her a bit before I pass out,” Marie joked and she arose from her seat, taking her tray with her. “I glad to have gotten teammates like you three. I think we will make a great group. Tenéis una noche buena. [Trans: You all have a good evening.]”

Marie made her way across the cafeteria to throw away her garbage and then turn focus to the doors to the outside. She paused in front of them, looking up to the stairs to the auditorium and music rooms with a hopeful smile before exiting and walking across the great lawn. She was briskly on her way to her dorm when the thought of the Logan, the boy that passed out earlier, stuck her mind. So, instead, she detoured to the medical facility to visit him and see if perhaps he had awaked.

Marie entered the doors of the medical facility and approached one of the nurses from earlier. The nurse recognized Marie and gave her permission to visit Logan until she had to change shifts from the evening with another nurse. Marie poured a glass of water from a machine and approached the room Logan was in. The door was open, relieving the stereotypical white hue of a hospital-like establishment. She took a seat in a chair near his bed and held the cup of water in her hands while relaxing in the quiet of the room a moment. He was not awake yet, but he would come to before she had to leave. Marie sat quietly, reviewing her day, and for the millionth time, playing with her dark hair.

(( Thought I'd let everyone know I'll be gone for a week but even when I get back I might not be able to get on much. My friend is having trouble at home so she will be staying at my house for we don't know how long. ))

Lite had been in the tree for nearly ten minutes, and with no signs of sobering up somehow managed a firmer grasp on reality. Woah, this here's no dragon...but a tree! Wait a minute, why the Hell am I in a tree? I hate heights! He conclusively decided that he was in a sour situation and sporadically glued himself to the trunk of the tree. "Bear! Bear! We're not on the ground, get me down dammit!" Though his plea for help did him no harm, Lite looked around and saw a giant floating cup-cake. In his attempt to grab it as a means of spoils for defeating the dragon, Lite fell from the tree quite abruptly. Losing all sense of where he was, despite how little grasp he had in the first place, he turned to Bear for directions. After a quiet conversation with the gecko, Lite, still dazed in a buzz, wandered around with his giant cup-cake which was in actuality nothing at all. A few moments later, he found himself with an urge to lay upon the ground. Staring up at the sky, watching the clouds battle it out which would cover the sun, the song "Sons of our Fathers" by Orange Rush* started playing within his head. Without knowing it, Lite had lay down in the path from the cafeteria to the dorms, forcing all of the students to walk around or over him, complaining like the busy-bodies they were.
-- ((I bring you Lite's story from Bear's perspective))
A few friends of Lite's from his last semester tried prying him from the ground as they recognized his blank stare. Try as they may, Bear was fending them off with his ((um... yeah, this was thrown in for humor's sake)) so-called defensive and territorial maneuvers. This included standing and looking at the boys, licking his eyeballs, and peeing on Lite's shirt. Bear did his best to get Lite to move, and getting rather pissed off at Lite, Bear decided he would just wait it out. He had been trapped in that room with Lite as he had filled it with smoke and even his gecko judgment was altered slightly. His attempts were futile, so he decided climb into Lite's pocket and remain until something actually worked.

((*Orange Rush is a fictional 60's band that I made a short story about, so don't try to look up the song. It doesn't actually exist.))

Candice sighed. "So it's settled than, Matt's the new leader." She smiled picking her things up. "I am so tired, I am going to take a nap." She needed an excuse in reality though her medicine's effects were going to start waring off soon. "If you need me just knock on my dorm door, okay! Bye Bye!"
Candice smiled at everyone as she left, her hands tightened on her books as she skipped off laughing.

Aki watched her walk off, and glanced to Matt. "And then there were two..." she murmured, a poem from a book she'd actually read for school coming to mind. Ten little indian boys went out to dine, one choked his little self and then there were nine... she thought, not sure why she'd always loved the poem. Could be the fact that everyone dies in a nursery rhyme... she mused, shrugging. "We still need a name though, don't we." she said, looking to Matt.

((Sorry guys, not gonna be on this much. Have to unplug my computer cause we're painting...))

Done eating Huilliame shifted to a black and white checkered pattern while he walked to the offices. He needed to organise his elective choices. He had decided power mechanics would be a good choice. He felt a tingling under his skin suddenly, like he was brimming with new powers. A new phase of mutation was coming on very suddenly. He looked down to see his clothes had gone the same pattern as his skin and he could feel a new appendage. He had also grown a tail that curled and lashed about in his trousers. He ran full tilt back to his dorm, shifting to blue, only to find his face had become feline. He had shifted to a weird new form. He could think of only one thing to do.
"Hello, is this the med bay? Listen, I need to see a doctor real bad. My name? Huilliame De Corbeau."