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A loud bang was heard as the door in the lounge Slammed open. A boy around 16 years of age sped throuhg the door with amazing speed. THe teenagers name was blader, not a senoir in the school, but not fresh meat ethier. AS blader ran through the lounge, tables wobbled and almost toppled over because of the boy's extreme speed. His reason for running like this right now was the next person coming through the door, Ace. Ace was the school's poker dealer and was usually the one to run poker night at school while his part time job over the weekend was to rake in cash for the nearby casino. Now, Ace wasn't fast enough to catch Blader, but he would try and trick him with his card illusions, or get a bit more physical and throw sharpened cards at him. What ever would get him his money.

Blader kicked open the door to the lounge room laughing as he was speeding through the large lounge and would sit down on a couch and then would shoot over to a seat across the room, while laughing and mocking Ace. " Come on poker boy. You can't get your money back if you can't catch it." He mocked ace as he continued to zoom from one part of the room to the other.

Right after blader, a blonde guy came running through the door yelling in his southern accent. " DAMN YOU BLADER GIVE ME THE MONEY YOU OWE ME YOU CHEAP b*****d!!!" He roared, obvisously annoyed at the parkour hardcore running addict he was chasing. He pulled out a deck of cards and tried to throw some of them at him to knock him off balance, but it was ungodly diffcult to hit a bullet like blader. So his second trick was to try andcage him in with walls of cards. He moved his right hand and pointed at areas around blader, when possiable. This directed the cards to shoot out of his deck box with no end, forming unbreakable walls. And by unbreakable, unbreakable to the extent that running into them would hurt.

WIth his head up high and mighty, Blader felt that he was never going to be caught by Ace and laughed. And actually, the truth was, Ace can't ever catch him, Blader was too quick, and that was true. But, Blader's down fall, his cockiness. He wasn't paying any attention and was just running around senselessly after a bit until he slammed hard enough into the cage wall made of cards. Knocked out senseless from the impact, the roll of cash that was in his hand flew out and landed on the floor.

Seeing his plan succeed, Ace could only really do one thing in this situation. Break into laughter. It's not the first time this has happened with Blader, and he always gets him the same way. recooperating from his hysteria just now, he walked over to his cash and picked it up. " 2....3...4..5...6...800." He counted making sure all his cash was there as he slipped it into his pocket adn turned around to walk out the lounge and see a new face in the dorms, Ronin. HE gave a friendly wave to the guy and asked. " New around here mister?" His southern accent easily picked up on.

Ace smiled at the oppurtunity he had here, a chance to make a new friend. Ace was big on knowning people, the more you knew the better was his belief. For all he knew, this guy could be a weell known dude from another place. So when it came to socializing, it was no problem with him. Walking up to Ronin till he was at arms length, Ace introducd himself. " I'm Ace by the way. And don't worry about getting lost, not the first time a new student does. Mitomi is a huge school, and it has a hella of a lot of people.... and some people that you wouldn't want here too, sadly." He exclaimed thinking about the evil students that joined. Mitomi wasn't picky on if you were a good person, or as cold as ice. Mitomi was for those who needed help or wanted to learn more like they would in a normal school, but with students more around their type and of course, with extra classes that helped with controlling abilities and powers of the sort.

Ace sighed, thinking about some of the students in the school who weren't really the best people at heart. Izto's sister and Zephel's brother for starters would be considered troublesome students. Zephel himself though would be more of a liability if anything, his friend was good at heart but most people knew of his issue and how he could turn on them. "Well, I mean those kinds of student who are looking for trouble and are just plain evil in a sense. Sadly one of my friends actually could almost fall under the category of troublesome students because of some issue he has that most people just call Envy."He told ronin sighing. He looked back up at the new guy with a smile and was going to ask if he had eaten yet. "I was going to go hit up the dining hall to get some food, wanna come?"

Eyeing Ronin with a slight hint of worry, Ace spotted that Ronin wasn't feeling all too comfortable, maybe he was nervouis, on of those shy students. But ethier way, Ace planned on making friends with the new kid. " Alright come on, lets go get some food.I'ma get some of them loaded mashed potatoes. First thing to always go..." He said, the southern boy in him coming out. He loved the way they made the potatoes here, something about them here were completely different. He heard rumors before that they grew them using some magic water or something, whatever it was, it made them soo much better. Shaking his daydream of Potatoes away from his mind he looked at Ronin and smirked. " Come on, lets jet before all the good stuff is gone." He said turning around and walking towards the exit, looking back at Ronin. " Foods gonna be gone if ain't moving." He told him.

(Yup, i'll shoot first post)

His breath was steady, and so was his strength, at least for the moment, Talnar had just enough energy to make the short walk with the girl to the strange building ( in his opinion was strange just like anything man made). And, actually, just enough energy to use his channeling ability to reverse his effects on Kanakami and leave her in a healthy state, but it will drain the last bit of energy he had left to use any of his psychic abilities, so it would actually be best if he avoided any type of confrontation, a bit difficult for an eldar though around another race since more then half the time he would be mocking them and how much of lower race they are to the eldar. To be honest, the eldar just grew so accustom to being the top race ( of course in his timeline of course which is the year 40,000 and not to mention there was a dimensional difference between where talnar came from and where he currently is.). But it was their arrogance that cost them to become a dieing race to begin with.

Anyway, as talnar continued to follow Kana and entered the new building, he felt very unfamiliar with his surroundings. " Strange...all of this is strange for a mo...Human...." To what he was used to, this place actually seemed pretty clean and interesting compared to the packed planets humans inhabited that he had grown accustomed to ( through war none the less). His focus tho switched to Kana when she began to speak. " So it...seems. But I must ask, is this it or must I do something to obtain wraithbone restoration unit?" Of course, kana would not understand what in the world he just mentioned but he was trying to indicate a bed. Or at least his version of a bed. " To be honest, Human child, I do not know much about your race and how it is when it comes to actual living quarters. Much less do i know about you humans in this dimension." He explained to her, his metallic voice hinting that he really was just not from anywhere around her, much less even from this planet. " Eldanesh help me..." he muttered to himself for a moment as thoughts went to the idea of how he was ever going to get back home.

Under the dark, halloween color schemed helmet of his, talnar smiled that this human proved of use to him and counted himself fortunate for being so close to an area in which he could just settledown for a moment and rest. Even though her tone of voice wasn't as friendly as he would of slightly hoped, he did not blame her in anyway, he did make the wrong call in pointless fighting the girl. But, then again, nothing is ever pointless. At least to the eldar, who in which they believe that every action must have some kind of meaning, and which is why farseers, warlocks, and spiritseers( warlocks who are just more in touch with the dead spirits of the eldar) like himself, always try reading the strands of fate and try to determine what the future may hold. So maybe, this was just an encounter he was suppose to have with kana, meet the ghost first and then she lead him to kana in which now shall lead him to his present goal, rest.

With a metallic sigh and a nod at Kana, the spiritseer walked in the direction in which the girl pointed to. His glowing sword at his side with that light blue shimmer it had on the edges thanks to his psychic prowess. In an instant, after reaching only ten feet or so from kana, Talnar stopped. The pain. It had returned, just as he suspected. The D-cannon had wounded Talnar pretty badly, which still amazed him that he was still alive, but he knew the boy that inhibited the essence of wrath could not fully heal him, only temporarily, and that pain he felt when he first arrived to this place returned. After stopping, he drove his blade into the floor, piercing the concrete and using it to hold himself up. A rough metallic grunt was heard from him. " Heh heh, I had hoped the healing that boy done would of lasted just a moment longer..argh!" He grunted at the end of his sentence as he felt the area that had been shot. It felt tender and was most certainly bruised, his abdomen. He tried standing up straight, but no dice, the pain made him feel weak, and he felt that he still needed to hold up his end of the bargain.