Todd, Jerry Thompson, and Riley Rhode
Naturally, not caring about skill or all the little things teachers strongly encouraged that got in the way of enjoying life, Todd went over to the entrance to the Pit, opting to look for a good fight in the arena. He swaggered over that way, with a false confidence he was used to putting up. Todd had been uncharacteristically quiet most of the day. He was actually just getting over a hangover he'd had after spending the last night downing cup after cup of beer from Jerry's wrist. At least he's good for somethin', Todd thought.
His suit was pretty standard, bare of any decorations, though it was sleeveless. The most notable difference between his suit and the example was that his was made of a material that was both elastic and durable, to facilitate his transformation into rock without tearing or hampering his agility, which was nothing special.
Jerry Thompson
Chit chatting with Riley was Jerry, sporting his signature green glasses. He'd left his labcoat in the locker room. He hadn't made any alterations yet, though he was sure he would later. The only notable deviation in his uniform was a miniscule spout over his wrist, a little boost to help him concentrate his aerosols into liquids until he could do it on his own. Then there was Riley, whose outfit was completely standard. Without any technology in the area, she was just nigh completely useless. She'd only come to chat with Jerry, who'd been drug along by Todd. She really had no interest in sparring, and doubted anyone would pick to fight her, seeing as she literally only knew Nikki and the people from breakfast, none of whom had been negative to her.
The pair were heading to play capture the flag. Group activities seemed to be something that the two would enjoy, without too much moderation or adult supervision. Jerry figured he had plenty to learn about his ability, but he simultaneously decided that the effort would be just as valuable any other day. Riley had no interest in sharpening her abilities, it just wasn't very interesting compared to the more athletic options.
Felix Karrde
Walking all alone was Felix. Today hadn't gone great. He would've done things differently for sure. He probably would've waited on Ethan before breakfast. He would've branched out during classes, and maybe he would've killed himself with a boomerang. He'd been part of the crowd that went to play capture the flag. After all, he wasn't particularly suited for sparring unless he was allowed to use a weapon. But, being in a more open environment would let him cut loose a little. Maybe even let him show off a bit.