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((I'll only not be on regularly another day or two... We're finished painting, it's just a matter of putting everything back together and touching up the baseboards. So, it'll be saturday or so before i'm on a lot again.))

Aki sighed, giving up on sleeping as she glanced at the clock. 6:15. She yawned and sleepily got out of bed, going to the bathroom for a cold shower. Her room was still barely cold enough to be tolerable, despite her efforts to freeze it. Stupid lady... Going and breaking the thermostat... she thought, still annoyed and wanting to strangle the woman. She eventually left the icy water and finished getting ready, pulling on jeans and another black tank-top. She left her room almost immediatly after, pulling her hair up into a pony tail as she went. She never bothered with make-up, she saw no point to it. She had never felt a need to impress anyone with it, even though she had a small bag of it. Why her mother insisted she'd never know...

Alwyn watched her roommate go back and forth doing things. Alwyn had been awake since about 3 in the morning. Sh was in truth more of a night person then a day one. She had added a few chapters to her book that she was writing. And was at the moment laying with her eyes closed not really wanting to leave ther warmth and confort of her bed which only seemed to be there in the morning.

She sighed as she too got up and pulled her stuff out of her suitcase and began to unpack throwing her clothes for the day to the side just a little wrinkled. She really didnt want to have to take the time to press every wrinkle out. She then went and washed herself up, including her hair which only took a few minutes due to its shortness. she shook her head and was ready fro the day. Now fully dressed and ready she went back to her bbed and grabbed her small bag which held paper, pencils, and a sketchbook in case of boredom. She looked over to her room mate who was putting things in her own bag. "good morning" she said to her after a moment not knowing that this whole time she had been rather invisible and had just resumed visability.

Alwyn blushed. "I am so sorry sometimes i cant control it " she said quietly embarrased. " My nameis Alwyn and um... i undestand some spanish so no worrys. " She said with a small laugh. "Invisability is my power as you have found out i am reallly sorry about that really i am sometime it justs happens...i used to scare my parents too...." She said now nervouse. She blinked in and out of visability a few times as she spoke

Alwyn smiled "sure ill have breakfast with you. You are a very early riser by the way. Excite? " Alwyn asked still smiling grabbing her bag as she went and putting it over one shoulder

Aya slowly opened her eyes to find the same white room she had been awake in earlier. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She blinked with astonishment as everything had become clear again; nothing blurry in site. She also noticed that she didn't feel the least bit queasy, though she was still just a little bit dizzy. Her happy moment came to a halt as she remembered what day it was. Her eyes became wide.
Aw crap! Today's the first day of school! My classes...
She suddenly remembered that her schedule would be under her dorm room door, as she'd heard. She quickly set her feet onto the floor, adjusting herself as she did from moving a bit too quickly. She looked down after feeling something unfamiliar against her fingertips. She was in a weird gown of some sort, tied in the back tightly to cover as much skin as possible. She shrugged. It wasn't the first time she'd been changed without knowing. She set off on her way out of the small hospital, running her hand along the wall for some support.

(( okay, those who haven't already... can you make a class schedule for your characters? I probably should've put that in the profile thing before :Sweat:
I'm gonna make a post with all of the stuff on the first page just for profiles so you can see who has what classes without having to scroll through all the profiles.

hope that makes things easier for you guys! ))

Logan shifted and rolled over, finding that what he expected to be some medical bed happened to be his own. 'That's right... Marie walked me back to my room.' he thought, taking a few moments to remember. He lay in bed for a bit longer, and then his alarm clock went off, startling him. So... Marie walked him to his room, or building actually... and when he got to his room, he changed into some pajamas, set his alarm, and generally got ready for bed, and then crashed. He was still feeling a bit tired, but there was classes that day, so he had to be up and ready.

As he climbed out of bed and got dressed, Logan wondered about Tess and Aaron. Having their memories in his head wasn't exactly restful, and so they were constantly stuck on his mind- even as he talked to Marie the night before, he was either thinking 'Aaron would like her...' or 'Tess really wouldn't like her mutation.' It was a roundabout way of thinking, and he now slipped into wondering what the two would do for classes. He wondered if Tess would ditch, or if Aaron was Erin today, too, as well as most of the day before.

Logan also thought about a team name. He knew his team-mates' powers, and nothing really came to mind with that. He'd thought of something to do with the mind, but Arkell's fire abilities didn't fit with that. There was almost a gender balance, even with three members. Technically four, because Aaron and Erin were almost completely different people... with one mind and one, changing, body. 'Balance?' Were they balanced? Arkell was generally an attacker... Aaron and Erin helped people remember or forget things... That could be a sort of attack, too. And he absorbed memories. That wasn't an attack unless he could use the information he gained against an unknown enemy.
'Attack... Assault... Interrogate?'

Giving up with a heavy sigh, Logan brushed his teeth and hair, memories of his mother drifting from his brush, as she'd bought it for him to keep his hair in some form of order. His father had also gotten him a razor for shaving, but he didn't need it yet. Maybe in a few years, Dad. Finished with a morning routine, he got a fresh pair of gloves, and a fresh mask on. He then gathered his school things, along with his sketchbook, put them in a bag and slung that over his shoulder. Officially ready for the day, he stepped out into the hall, closed his door, and headed out of the building in the direction of the cafeteria.

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Tess shifted and groaned. The bed was uncomfortable. He should've slept on the floor. And the stupid alarm clock was going off. He roughly hit the button to force it to stop making noise, and then he rolled out of bed and onto the floor, where he stretched and woke some more. Glancing around, he found his room mate to be gone already, and he grunted. More freedom to get ready in his own way. With a yawn, he trotted into the bathroom.

First, he checked battle wounds. His eye was still swollen and bruised from Sergey's kick. His mouth and nose was still a little sore from the punch, but it didn't really hurt too bad. His tail... stung. But it was okay. He could see small scabs around singed fur, so that meant it was healing and would be fine. He changed into some clean shorts, brushed his teeth for a few seconds, and then stared at his hairbrush. He'd gotten his things out the evening before, but had thought about leaving his brush in the bag.

Around fifteen minutes since waking up, Tess trotted out of his room. He'd thrown the brush on his bed and didn't feel like waiting forever to get all of himself brushed. He had the collar with his room key on, hating it all in the same way he was used to it. There was also a back pack that had clips across the front to help keep it on his back. His school supplies were in there, and he grimaced as he wondered how he was going to sit during class. On the floor, probably. That worked best for him, anyways.
Going outside into the morning sun, Tess wondered if he was going to wind up in any classes with Arkell.

Mal slowly awoke and opened his eyes. He was greeted by Lucy who began to lick his face. Laughing a little, Mal sat up in bed and stretched.
Sighing, he said to himself, "Breakfast." Standing, he ignored Lucy and went for his suitcase. Retrieving his special towel, he then went into the bathroom. After turning the water on, he removed his pants and stepped in.
Taking showers was definitely a strange experience now that he had no skin. The water pounded harder onto him and some of it seeped into the cracks between his muscles. He didn't bother to turn the fan on before he showered. The steam felt nice and he wouldn't be looking at his reflection in the mirror anyway.
After washing up, he turned the water off and opened the shower curtain. Stretching again, bits of water fell from the cracks between his muscles. Smiling, he then grabbed the towel and dried off. When he was finished, he put the towel around his waist and went back into the room.
Moving to his suitcase, he retrieved some of his more comfortable clothes: black slacks, a blue silk dress shirt, and a black leather belt. Returning to the bathroom one last time, he quickly changed and emerged.
Casting a glance at Sergey, who was still asleep, Mal laughed before leaving the room. His stomach grumbled and he needed some food. Before he exited, though, he grabbed his hat and placed it firmly on his head. As the door was closing, Lucy expertly leaped through and followed Mal down the halls.
"Sneaky little cat," he muttered to her under his breath. Sighing, he put his hands in his pockets and continued walking. They got outside and were greeted by a wind of fresh air. There was nothing like the air in the morning. It tasted.....clean to him. Walking across the grass to the cafeteria, Lucy caught sight of a little green amphibian scurrying amid the grass. Pouncing, she looked to see if she had caught it. Luckily, the little gecko scampered just far enough away for his life to be saved.
"You go play with the geckos," Mal told her. Ignoring him, Lucy pounced again.
Laughing, Mal shook his head and entered the cafeteria.

Walking towards the cafeteria, Mark calmed his hunger by taking a better look at the world around him and focusing on things besides food. It was only then that he realized the alarmingly high population of geckos. They were seriously everywhere, crawling over trees, in bushes, and across the sidewalk. He'd almost stepped on several of them, but looking back, any that may have strayed into his path were all okay, showing that they were at least smart enough to judge danger. He blamed their numbers on the location and climate, but it still seemed strange.

Speaking of looking back, Mark noticed several students he hadn't met before, and even a couple he had. Most of them looked relatively normal, though some stood out. Those some including one person who looked much like a dog, someone who seemed to blend in with the sidewalk more than one should, and someone who appeared to have... no skin? Of course, those all paled in comparison to the weirdo who had a golden afro, a belt shirt, and a cloud above his head trailing from a cigarette.

Thinking about it, Mark saw none of these as that unusual. Well, relative to the entire situation. Mutations themselves weren't very new to them, but not seeing them routinely killed off by scared and stupid people on t.v. was. He was extremely glad about the fact that this school was built, and still glad about getting to eat for free! 'Cause his stomach was about to explode...