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((Notify me if I got anything wrong. I have tried to work within the bounds of what my character has been ghosted to do up until now.))

Having finished his midday meal, Matt prepared for the latter half of his classes.

Poetry started out simple, but Matt, by looking ahead in their textbook, could see that it would soon become more fun. Computing was a breeze, though Matt knew it would get more detailed later on. Calculus wasn't hard for him as much as it was time-consuming. It was good to see Lite in class, and they got to chat for a bit after class. Study Hall was the usual, and Matt relaxed for a while back at the dorms.

As he was sitting something began to feel different. He sat up wih a midly quizzical look on his face. He peered around at the other students in the lobby of Multis; nothing about them seemed unusual (which saying a lot). He sat back again, staring at the ceiling. The plain white surface truncated the semisphere, dividing the dorms above from the lounge below. Gah, this feeling of anxiousness... As he exhaled, he felt some of his power activate. Though he didn't know what effect was going to result, he did know that it would only affect him. As he inhaled, he discovered that breathing became difficult. Unsettled by this, he began to sit up. This too was labored. Great, I must be subconciously increasing the gravity upon myself. I guess the infirmary can handle it. Knees strainging, he struggled to stand. He staggered to the door and across the island, but either the extra force was growing ior he was becoming weaker. Darn it! My powers haven't acted up on their own in a long time. The worst part is that I can't use any of my powers when they're doing this to me. Well, I'm almost there. By the time he entered the infirmary, he hwas using his hands on his knees to help himself walk.

He received attention before long, because his problem was directly tied to his abilities. They could do much for him, but the spell of increased gravity slowly subsided. Though he was now well (though admittedly sore) they didn't let him go to supper. Such, he was required to eat in the medical bay. After the doctor checked him one last time, he was allowed to go. before he left, he glanced at the clock hanging on the upper wall. Aw, man. I'm going to be late for the team training session. I'd best hurry.

He speed-walked over to where the teams were supposed to meet. Most of the teams had already gathered though any actual training had not yet begun. He quickly recognized his other team members and headed over. "Hey, guys. Sorry I couldn't get here sooner. I hope I didn't keep you waiting for long."

Everyone had seemingly disappeared from the immediate area, and Lite found himself with Bear for a bit of alone time with the skate board he'd failed to return to Huilliame before he left. He'd decided to take it on up to his room and place it outside the door, surely he'd understand. With this, he realized that he himself wasn't very far from his own room and he delved deep within his own luggage which he hadn't even begun to unpack. He'd even slept on the barren mattress without sheets or a pillow, Lite couldn't be bothered with such formalities. Having a safe home for Bear was his number one priority. He dug and dug until his search had finally been completed, Final Fantasy victory music played within his mind and he did a little dance with a pose at the end. He rushed out of his room in such a hurry he'd almost forgotten to lock it. Surfboard in hand, he headed to the docks. He got some surfing in, but by the time the tides had come in for the evening, Lite feared it was time for the meeting. Rather than slowly walking, and he walked very slow, he decided instead on rather flying there, pretending to sky-surf, or something similar. He knew a flashy entrance wasn't what he needed, but he couldn't think of a faster way to get there. Moreover, the faster he could get there, the sooner he could ask his ideal date to the dance he'd been so keen on going to. Only a couple things on his mind, not being very bright at all. However, one resonated through him She has to say yes!

As Lite began to surf his way to the meeting grounds, Bear had slapped his forehead in embarrassment. Surely there has to be a way to keep this buffoon from doing anything stupid. But there is a chance that he'll humor me. I'll just have to wait and see. If it's the prior I can just cut his throat while he sleeps...but with what!?

Logan's constant glances also helped him take note of the lack of blush, the different skin tone, and then the normal. He suddenly frowned and busied himself with finishing his cup of tea as Marie began talking about her experiences with dances. "I've been to one, and it was more of a chance for the gals to get together and the guys to hang off on the side and chat. Like during lunch at school, but not during school hours..." he had left pretty soon, finding it rather boring, and his date had gone off to hang out with a group of people he didn't quite get along with.

He continued keeping an eye on Marie, and frowned again at the strange look she had. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, giving her a concerned look. "You had this... odd expression on your face."


Dim-witted, slow-minded, stupid girl! Does she actually think I would say no because she could set me on fire?! Tess thought, getting a drink from his water bottle. That girl needs to find people she's comfortable around. Her team seems fine and dandy, but there's got to be somebody else... Maybe Mal would be interested in going with her? He seemed like the kind of guy who would do things like dances, and such... Maybe. He didn't feel like a dance was the best kind of environment for him... he'd never been to one, though, but he knew it had to do with dancing and the entire school, possibly, in one room.

I wonder if Serge is going... Tess suddenly thought, glancing around for the bird-boy. Considering his legs, he wasn't sure if he was, but there was always asking. He glanced around the cafeteria, wondering where said bird-boy was. He blinked and looked up when he heard a bell ring.

The bell rang for the Training Session, and the microphone was turned on. A male voice rang out. "All students need to head to the fields outside the training facility. The Headmistress is waiting for you all there. Report to the required area and break up into teams." the microphone was turned off.

(( we appear to have a bit of a half-and-half with people in the cafeteria, and getting to the training area. Can we all get to one place soon, and just let me know when you're all ready before I get training stuff together? ))

His hat covered the top of his head well, but what it didn't, the brim took care of, leaving a long shadow across Mal's face. If people looked closely, it would be obvious that he had no skin. He didn't mind showing it here, but he wore the hat more for people not to be too frightened. Maybe in time he'd take it off, but for now, he'd continue to wear it.
Following Sergey and Kazuko to the cafeteria, he joined them in the miniscule line, waiting for a chance at a quick snack.
The bell rang and Mal looked around.
"All students need to head to the fields outside the training facility. The Headmistress is waiting for you all there. Report to the required area and break up into teams." Sighing, he turned to Sergey and Kazuko.
"I still want to get a snack," he complained.

"Oh yes. Just had a overly attentive spark of imagination on my sandwich. I expect cookie... not turkey, for a moment," Marie laughed at herself pinking a bit.

Marie turned her head up to the annoucement as it rang through the grounds. "Well, lets see what all the habba-baloo is about. Estoy muy curiousa." [Trans: I am very curious.] Marie took the last two bites of her sandwich, happy to have something in her stomach.


((Ooc: My home internet is so terrible I can not load pages... but somehow yahoo messanger works. So, when I am not at work, Waka may be relaying my posts for me. But I won't abuse her too much. ))

((homicidal gecko. wow...))

Aki sighed, leaving her room almost as soon as she reached it. Muttering under her breath she left tor the fields, reaching the other three soon enough as Matt seemed to be bombarded with questions, and juice in the case of Candice. She didn't say anything, not seeing much of a point as she pulled what moisture there was in the air to her and freezing it around her, attempting to keep herself cooler. She really didn't want to be passing out.

"Thanks, Candice," Matt responded, but she wasn't really listening for a reply. He took the juice, fiddling with the cellophane-wrapped straw for a bit, and drank it quickly. It certainly wasn't the best tasting, but hydration was always good. He crumpled the juice box in his hand and was about to toss it when Huilliame began speaking to him. "Meh, they were fine enough for the first day," Matt replied, "Yeah, I guess that's true. It also involved some pain in my case, though." He finished off his reply with a nervous lauch as he rubbed his neck. Aki then joined them, though she didn't speak. Matt took the oppurtunity to walk over to the trash can several footsteps away and dispose of the empty juice box.

((By the way, Alwyn, the notebook that Sam gave your character contained incredibly fantastical Romances))

"I do believe you're right," Sam said before Alwyn disappeared. When he saw she was no longer there, he added in a gentle tone, "Hey, now, don't be nervous. It won't be long before you get to meet these people anyway. They're mainly a friendly lot, from what I've seen. You've nothing to worry about. I guarantee it." The boy smiled softly.