[hr][center][h2][color=00aeef]Jonathan Walker[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

Jonathan had forgotten about the school's power testing protocols. While he wasn't required to join in, he [i]was[/i] a second-year student, and on top of that, he had had the power of [b]COMMUNITY[/b] driven into his head by Alexei. He very much wanted to take part and help teach the first-years teamwork, but he had other issues to attend to at the moment. Specifically, his nose. Getting that treated took priority, followed by meeting up with some of the other second year students to decide on clubs and other social groups. Perhaps there would be other students interested in Professor Hisakawa's art class.

With that, he made his way to Freyja's office. He hadn't ever been there before, as he usually had his injuries treated by either Asa or Doctor Cartwright.

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[hr][center][h2][color=f26522]Brock Van de Vate[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

Brock scowled at the small gathering of students. They were still trickling in and the head of the event was still nowhere to be seen. Had he known he'd be thrown head-first into a test, he'd have had breakfast before coming to the school. Tap, tap, tap -- his foot was bouncing on the ground impatiently and he had no interest in stopping it. At least it would be good for taking notes on what he'd have to deal with that year. Around him, the temperature was slowly falling and rising as he flexed his local thermostat power, and he gave off a very soft glow every few minutes. He figured that warming up a bit before the test was appropriate.

He looked around him for his party. He'd been intending to stick with that Yasu girl and Daisuke until they could all get their bearings, though in the commotion, he wasn't sure whether they were joining him or not. He also wondered if that girl he'd spoken to earlier would be joining his group.

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[hr][center][h2][color=92278f]Daler Ghumman[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

[color=92278f]"Namaskar, Meilin. I have missed you too. Have you been well over the break?"[/color], Daler responded, opting to forego his usual Sat Shri Akaal, as she was not nor had she ever been a Sikh. She was one of his favorite students, though she seemed to suffer from what he thought of as a lack of ego in his presence. She had perfectly nailed the mindfulness aspect of meditation but almost seemed [i]too[/i] respectful at times. Her dress style neither bothered him nor excited him. Materialism -- including criticisms of clothing style -- was anathema to him, and he wouldn't have cared one bit had she shown up either covered in a mountain of cloaks or completely naked. Still, he had given thought to it in the past, which brought him to his current realization that he flat-out didn't care a bit.

Daler opted not to respond to her suggestions as to his wisdom. He realized he was old and experienced, but he wasn't entirely sure about 'wise' yet. Perhaps wise was just a word people used to describe others?

[color=92278f]"It's been slightly calmer than usual this year, Meilin. A student made a grave social error and was punched for his troubles, but there has been no fighting. Skyblue is up to his usual antics and has come up with a fresh 'introduction'. He's really outdone himself this time. Oh, and if you would like to join me and the others for tea after scheduled events, I would love to have you."[/color]

Once the cart was full of everyone who would join him, he would ride off to drop off Clarabelle at the CTF woods and return to his office until the event ended.

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