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[color=7bcdc8][h3]Akagawa Jin[/h3][/color]

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Jin settled into his seat in the auditorium as the presentation began. This lady, Morgana, Jin supposed she was pretty and seemed to be a pleasant person, but he found her very unnerving for reasons that he couldn't quite place. Something about her mannerisms, the way she held herself when she spoke; not that there was something wrong with them, but it reminded Jin of something he had forgotten. Jin sighed, quiet enough that neither person on either side of him could hear it. Vague recollections like these were terribly bitter for him. How much had he forgotten about himself, about his own life? He didn't even know how much of himself that he had lost from his condition.

Regardless, now wasn't the time to mope on that. Morgana was gesturing to the package next to Jin's nameplate. He had sensed an alkaline catalyst in it beforehand, so he assumed it was electronic. Ah, the World Journey. Oh, wait, they were going on it now? Jin had a momentary shock of panic. His groceries! He had just bought a bunch, and they were leaving now? What about his projects, his stocks and his various other dividends? All of it would be left unattended! They really didn't know how to time these things conveniently; he could have benefited greatly from a warning. At least he had his phone on his person, and could take care of some of his affairs from the Journey.

That was when the auditorium was invaded. Double shock! Slender, white figures were pouring into the building, attacking students. Skellingtons! Jin knew this day would come. He patted himself down to make sure his own bones weren't rebelling against him. No, wait, these were only genetically-engineered cybernetic monstrosities. What a relief. Jin had heard about these from an upperclassman the previous year: I-men they were called. Jin had groaned at the time at the dumb joke. Yeah, yeah, because they only have one eye, real damn funny.

Jin tucked his pen and notebook away in his jacket, and thought out his options. An all-out assault against the I-men would be disastrous, as his powers would create a localized lightning storm in this cramped, crowded area. Subtlety was key, and he had to be especially careful, as one misfire of his powers could short out his pen and disqualify him from the journey. Honestly, not going on this stupid thing seemed just fine to Jin, but he had a sinking suspicion that some hard labor of some kind awaited any Starborn that missed the trip.

Jin weaved through the crowd of others as they used their powers to combat the enemy hordes, as well as defend against the backfire of their own abilities. Whereas others used their combat training to attack and defend, Jin used his to evade. With surprising nimbleness, Jin ducked and weaved through the crowd, slipping between student and I-men largely unnoticed; like a breeze flowing through grass. All he had to do was get out of the auditorium, and from there he would have a lot more room to work.

A passing I-man caught notice of Jin, and moved in to attack him. Jin responded fluidly, placing his hand gently on the enclosing I-man's face, and then completely scrambling his brain with a spark of plasma. Smoke and burnt fluid flowed out of the ears, mouth and nose of the destroyed I-man, but Jin noticed a particularity; the eye still followed him, despite the I-man being flash-burned, but shorted out a moment after. The eyes were the separate cybernetic addition? If Jin had to guess, he would assume that the eyes worked autonomously to track the students, the the bodies just followed the eyes around. If that were true, an EMP wave could disable a crowd of them quite easily.

This knowledge still being processed in his head, Jin continued to weave through the crowd, occasionally destroying an I-man with as little expenditure of power as possible, until he had made it outside. He could see now that the hordes of artificial enemies were littered through the campus, but it was a straight run to the docks. Running was far from Jin's forte, but he would have to keep moving to avoid accumulating static electricity from his own powers. Jin took off at a light pace down the steps of the building, and then made a beeline for the docks, keeping wary of any nearby I-men that wanted a piece of him.