A loud bell rang that vibrated through the speakers. That was the signal that everyone was to head to the Education Center soon as possible, and begin classes. Everyone quickly vacated the Cafeteria and started heading straight for class. [u][i]Sylvia Lana Bertoose.[/i][/u] Sylvia raised an eyebrow when Jackalyn [i]told her about herself[/i]. So Sylvia was going to take a shot in the dark and say that she didn't have a [i]traditional[/i] childhood. She can tell from Jackal's body language that she was trying to protect herself - From what, really? [i]What do you have to be defensive about?[/i] Sylvia didn't have to be a psychologist, but she knew that Jackalyn had some deep shit going on in her head. The kind of stuff she knew that the red-haired girl would never share. So that's why she wasn't going to even try. Just be nice to her new room mate, don't go too deep, and everything will be great. When 'The Jackal' said she can laugh now, Sylvia was going to calmly play it off (It wasn't funny to begin with). "Naaaaaaah, I've heard worse." She shrugged, giving her room mate a witty smile, "Everyone has their [i]first day,[/i] sweet heart. Doesn't matter when. You just need to play it cool and everything will go just fine." These were words for encouragement. Sylvia opted out of commenting on Jacklyn's past living on a small log cabin. There were so many things she could say, but all of them were stupid jokes. Sylvia knew that Jacklyn was probably the chick with a stick up her ass, so she was not going to joke about her [i]origins[/i]. Sylvia was going to also assume that her room mate at least got [i]basic[/i] education. The bell rang and it was time for breakfast to end right here and now. She probably should have spent it eating instead of screwing with the chucklefucks. Oh well. "C'mon, class is in session. I'll walk you there..." [u][i]Nikki Biyung.[/i][/u] Suddenly, Nikki was caught in between the feud of two girls. This definitely didn't improve her mood about strangers. She found herself sinking into her seat, waiting for the shooting to stop. When asked about her cousin, totally forgetting the possibility that it might be a joke, "... Yeah, her mother is my aunt." She sounded strained, even as she retreated into her chair. It wasn't long until Victoria left, leaving a warning behind for Nikki to avoid Karlie. Well, she was going to file this bit of advice under trash. She was independent, and she never judged a book by it's cover (Or let someone else decide what she thinks). Nikki nodded her head. Karlie said some things about how being Amanda's cousin was cool. Being related to her was stressful, yes, but never "cool". "Um, thanks. I take it that you're a friend?" Nikki asked her, she was actually quite curious about Karlie's relation to Amanda. "Yeah, I won't, I don't even know her, or [i]you[/i]." Okay, maybe saying 'you' wasn't the best course of action. "Yeah, I'll-" The bell rang and Nikki was quick to get up and start running for the exit. Saying, "Goodbye! I'll see you later, Karlie." To her new acquaintance. [u][i]Amanda Daisy Blackmore.[/i][/u] Amanda's box of fucks is currently empty. ______________________________________ [u][b]2:00 PM[/b][/u] [u][i]Adam Blackmore.[/i][/u] Later on today, Adam, and the three other power instructors had finally gathered in the Training Hall for the power instructing class. The room for this particular training session was a large rectangle shaped room, with a bland grey smooth ceramic floors, walls and ceiling, with a few scratches here and there. The room was set up like an auditorium. With a large amount of chairs in the center of the room, all facing a small stage. The room was large enough to hold the entire cast and more. On the left and right sides of the room, there was a door, stairs and a window. On the right side of the room was a large window, that overlooked the much larger training room. The training room that was through the window was a massive octagon shaped room. The room was made out of a smooth, durable metal, and was capable of withstanding a nuclear bomb (Just in case someone's power went out of control). The room was connected to a variety of devices made for training the students. On the left side of the room was a door that lead into a large locker room, that was divided into gender, and age. That was full of marked lockers for the students to place their possessions, and private dressing rooms. There were also stairs that lead into a smaller room a floor under the "class-room" that was before the training room itself. Students began pouring into the room. [u][i]Jake, Gabriela, Jaska Valos & Sylvia Bertoose.[/i][/u] [hider=Song - Not an Angel][youtube]-T2f0bI0vSM[/youtube][/hider] The first group to arrive were the three Valos siblings: Gabe, Jake, & Jaska. They made their way in a orderly fashion, and with Gabe in front, seemingly leading them. They had finished with the rest of their school work, and finally made their way into the last class of the day, power training. Next to Gabe, nervously walking in was Jaska Valos, the youngest non-infant of the Valos family. He was nervous as hell, which was blatant due to his twitching and overall hesitant demeanor. Which normally is a more jovial and excited personality. "This is a power class, right? Do I have to talk about it...?" He says, tapping the tips of his index fingers (claws) together, nervously. Occasionally covering his face up with his hand whenever he noticed people are looking at him. Jaska wore a black shirt that said I love house music. With holes cut in the back of it where his wings went through. He had his wings folded, so they looked a lot less intimidatingly large, occasionally twitching them, since it was uncomfortable to keep them folded like his for long. Whenever he made a step, his claws made a tapping sound against the floor. Taking note of Jaska's hesitancy when it came to the power class, Jake tried to reassure him, "Don't worry about it, Jask. Long as you don't [i]talk[/i] about it, then people won't ask." It was easy to fool people into thinking that Jaska's animal-like mutations were his only power. Skipping past them was Sylvia Lana Bertoose, totally oblivious to the two people she was closest to. Having completed her own classes, she was excited for power training class. She got to play around with the new kids, and learn more about her power - Which was something she was interested in, since she learned so much under the wing of Adam. How to use her ability to see soundwaves, focusing her sonic bombs, finer control over her sound manipulation... While Sylvia didn't notice the Valos, [i]they[/i] noticed her. Gabe stopped in her tracks, "Is that who I think it is...?" Gabe asked Jake, curious as to who the girl. Yeah, she didn't have the best vision, but Sylvia was one person that always stood out to her. White hair, guitar, small frame. Yeah, someone that she'd never forget. This definitely matched up. "One way to find out..." Jake took a step forward towards Sylvia, he had a similar guess as to who the silver-haired girl was. Sylvia was Johnny's half sister, not a member of the Valos even in the slightest. They've met in the past several times, and became heavily acquainted with each other. To the point where they regard each other as siblings, rather than friends. He asked, "Sylvia Bertoose?" "Who the f-" Sylvia was about to curse at whoever for interrupting her, until she saw who it was. "Oh my god, Jake!" Sylvia said as she ran over to Jake, giving him a tight hug. "You're still the pretty boy I remember you being." Gabe wasn't a fan of the open gestures of affection, but she didn't consider that when she joined in on the hug, and she smiled warmly. "Heh, haven't seen ya' in ages, Syl." Sylvia opened her eyes, looking at Gabe. Mildly surprised because of Gabe's... drastically different appearance. She took a step backwards, she almost had to double-take, "Uh... Yeah and last time I saw you..." She pointed at Gabe's eyepatch, "... You had two eyes..." Gabe rolled her sole eye, "... Long story." The nice and simple explanation. Respectfully nodding, Sylvia turned her head towards Jake. "And you were shorter." "Heh, yeah." Jake scratched the back of his neck. "So, when did you come here, Lana?" Sylvia flicked her wrist, shifting all her weight to a hip, "Oh, two years ago, I caused a ruckus in Orleans and they sent me here. I've been loving it! I became the best-" Sylvia was tooting her own horn here, "-Arena fighter here!" She knew there were better, but [i]they[/i] didn't know that. "We got here yesterday." Jake answered, tipping his hat slightly, "A lot of people here are a [i]real[/i] piece of work..." "Oh the chucklefucks? Better get used to them." Sylvia spat out, contorting her face into a comical frown, "They're like cockroaches, I tells ya'!" Then just like that, Sylvia snapped back to a smile. "... But there's nice people too. I should introduce you to them sometimes." Jaska hid behind Gabe for the majority of this conversation. He and Sylvia weren't on the best terms. However, he had to ask, "Is she going to make my ears hurt?" Whenever she was around... things got loud. [i]Oh shit, he's here? With this many people?[/i] Sylvia was worried, since Jaska was here, that meant he could transform at any given moment. She didn't want to fight this fucker again, he scared the piss out of her (Right now he was the only person who did). She forced a smile, trying to be nice to him, "Oh, you're here Jaska? Don't worry, I'll keep everything quiet for you." "Thanks." Jaska thanked Sylvia. "Now, how about we find somewhere to sit? I'll fill you in on everything you need to know about class.." [u][i]Theresa Sindel Obott, & Dana Lucille Alcott.[/i][/u] Rolling into the room was Dana Alcott, being pushed by Theresa Obott, naturally. Dana looked rather bored, resting her head on her hand. Her body language spoke for her when she rolled in. "I hate these classes." She complained. Like, what was the point of her even training her power? Her fullest potential was irrelevant to her. She turns into a super fast abomination when no one is looking. Honestly, she'd rather be back in her room playing a game or something. Anything but these classes. "We all do." Theresa agreed with Dana on this one. For the sentiments that she had earlier in her head. "I think we can just wait this one out. Adam knows we prefer private lessons than group." "Hope so." Dana shook her head, and decided to keep quiet. She placed her hands neatly onto her lap. "Everyone else seems to be having more fun than we do." "C'mon, let's go find someone like Henry, or Ethan, or Karlie." Theresa said, walking around the room. "Have a quick chat before class starts." She was social as ever. [u][i]Nikki Biyung.[/i][/u] Nikki walked into the room, with a gym bag containing plenty of the creepy crawlies. Just like Adam said she should. It wasn't too long and hard as she thought it'd be. She kinda over-thought it a bit, and got a little anxious, so she started calling bugs to her right when class was about to end. Which caused a little bit of a stir when bugs started forcing themselves into the class room. Yeah... Nikki felt like an idiot for that one. On the other hand, she got all the arthropods she needed for class today. The bag was rather heavy. A single bug didn't weigh a lot. A few [i]thousand[/i] bugs did. [i]Thank God I don't skip arm day.[/i] She walked up and found a seat, right in the corner where nobody would (hopefully) notice or sit next to her, because she didn't want to explain what was in the gym bag just yet. She waited for class to start. Unfortunately, Nikki could never have her way. [u][i]Amanda Daisy Blackmore, & Nikki Biyung.[/i][/u] Amanda strolled into the room with her new bagged boy's arm wrapped around her. It was so romantic how he [i]saved[/i] her from those fools who were pushing her buttons - Or she would rather say he saved [i]them[/i]. Either way the gesture was appreciated, and the two hit it off. She would totally call him her boyfriend, and make out and stuff. Perhaps they'll be grouped together in group practice. She spotted her cousin, Nikki. "Oh! Let me introduce you to my [i]favorite [/i]person here!" She grabbed Matt by the arm, and dragged him over towards Nikki. This was seen coming from. Nikki was still rather embarrassed when Amanda flipped that table. "Yeah?" "Oh, Nikki, this is Matt Evans! My new butt buddy!" Amanda loudly said to her cousin. "Uh..." Nikki was once again at a loss for words. "... Hi? I'm N... N-Nikki, like Amanda said. Biyung Nikki, if I wanted to be really authentic." She introduced herself to Matt, hoping that they could get around that first under understanding. [u][i]Deborah Lillian Termellio.[/i][/u] [i]Everything is information, and information is everything.[/i] A term Deborah had invented herself. As confusing as it sounded it makes sense if you think about it. Everything in the world was just one piece of a larger mass of information, while information is key to survival. [i]How do you think humanity gotten this far? They learned, got better, and gathered together that shared knowledge and sliced it into bits to distribute it.[/i] Today was no different. Gather knowledge, and distribute it. Deborah walked into the room, where everyone was gathered together. She took this time to get a peak at people, their body language alone would be enough to give her a peak into them. Deborah saw her friend Sylvia hugging some new kids ([b]Not related by blood. Close enough that they might as well be[/b]). Hm, interesting. She never knew that Sylvia was that close to people. She watched their dynamic for a moment or two ([b]Gabe destroyed her own eye[/b]). Getting a feel for the Valos, and Sylvia. An interesting moment popped up when Jaska and Sylvia spoke briefly ([b]Sylvia fears the child, represses it for politeness, stems from a past incident[/b]). More things that Deborah's curiosity was begging to answer. What incident could make Sylvia fear such a child? Sure, he was a bit scary with the teeth and claws ([b]Inherited gift from mother[/b]), but from what she sees, the child was innocent ([b]To a degree[/b]). Deborah watched them go off and discuss things privately. At this point, she was probably going to get noticed, so she averted her eyes and turned away. Dana and Theresa were the next to catch her attention. Dana looked rather displeased with the whole ([b]Power is situational, and believes that she can't improve it[/b]) power training, while Theresa had similar sentiments ([b]Chooses to hide power, for various reasons[/b]) but was much more upbeat about it. Deborah can understand why some people would keep their powers hidden. Some people have the kind of powers that immediately get you distrusted, or even exploited. Thus, she was respectful towards them by not ([i]intentionally[/i]) gathering more information about their abilities, nor sharing what she already knows. Who was next was old Amanda, and Matt scrolling in ([b]Romantically attracted to each other[/b]). [i]Thanks power, I would totally love it if you told me something new....[/i] ([b]Amanda was the one who flipped the table[/b]). [i]Oh god dammit![/i] This power left her very irritated sometimes. They walked up to the girl who Deborah remembered, could control bugs. Amanda choose to introduce her new boyfriend. Well, it was better than Red being her butt slave. Enough with the staring and- Eh, she isn't even going to try to fool herself. Deborah loved to watch people and learn things about them. So, she was going to find a nice place to sit down and then chill there. Out of all the seats, she choose the one in the back. This room is bound to fill up fast, so she better hope it's the best place to sit. Her sentiments on power training were simple, she found it enjoyable, partly because she could so much about her fellow students, but didn't have much to contribute. Some people liked it because they had a lot to contribute (and show off), while everyone else disliked it because their powers weren't as flashy, useful, or they wanted to keep them under wraps. Those were honestly acceptable reasons. There are people who can move mountains, for example - [i]but[/i], there was so much they could do. Even they needed someone to pick up the slack and fulfill a niche they cannot (Such as healing). In other words, everyone here will get their moment. Sooner or later. That was Deborah's belief anyway. [u][i]Adam Blackmore.[/i][/u] [hider= Song - Pray for the Power][youtube]izvOE3hyOMY[/youtube][/hider] Class was present. It was about time to get started. Adam stood in the middle of the stage, donning a black Suit, and had a clip board in one hand. He put a fist to his lips then cleared his throat. Three teachers stood directly behind him, whom the returning students would recognize as his assistants. "Welcome, I am sure that the returning students are familiar with me, but I am Adam Blackmore, head Power Instructor of the 218." He put an open palm and introduced the three. "These are my assistants for this session, [i]Leon Vahan[/i], and [i]Greta Faust[/i]. They are happy to meet you." The three nodded their heads but didn't speak. Leon had to be the tallest one out of all of them, standing at a good 6'5 feet. He had to be in his late twenties, or early thirties, it was hard to tell. He had pronounced and squared facial features, with a strong jaw, he wasn't good looking, but he wasn't going to make a mirror shatter. He was built like a body-builder, like someone who spends all their free time working out. He had a military haircut, and a bushy blond beard. He had these sunglasses, but his eyes glowed white - In fact they were like a bottomless expanse of light. He wore a grey-suit, at his waist was a sheathed sword, a katana. Faust was a older woman, she had to be younger than Adam, but not by much. She had the appearance of a soccer worm, out of shape, and wrinkled face. She had the demeanor and outfit of a scientist. Where everyone else was wearing suits, she was wearing a white lab coat, gloves, boots, with goggles over her eyes. Her orange hair was styled as a very spiky and neat trim, not very lady-like. Her face was contorted into a frown, indicating that she didn't want to be here, or something else. Returning students would know that Leon can see anything, Megan can shapeshift, and Faust can turn any liquid into a potion that has a lot of effects. Each of Adam's assistants had clipboards in hand. Adam nodded his head. "This will be the first power training class of the year. Where we go usually over a variety of subjects to help you improve your power, and yourself. Today, is [i]Team Exercise[/i] day, the students today will be divided into two teams and preform a variety of heavily monitored exercises. After class, I will discuss things you can improve with each and every one of your abilities." Adam started writing on his clip board. "Before we begin..." Suddenly the sound of a very violent wind filled the room. Adam, using his air manipulation, made a conspicuous bodysuit float in the air for the entire class to see. It was the standard training suit. The suit took the appearance of military armor. It was near-skintight suit, made of a flexible, but durable, fabric. With an armored kelvar vest, and shoulder, elbow, feet, and knee pads integrated into it'a design. "... Returning students should know exactly what this is. It is the standard Training/Arena suit. Each of them are specially made for each student. Made with your size, weight, and powers in mind. Each suit accommodates your powers, such as, those with temperature-based powers may have a heat or cold resistant suit. A person who can absorb light's suit will allow easier transferal." Adam cleared his throat, pointing towards the locker room. "All students are required to put on their suits before class. We will not start until everyone here has their suit on." Adam rolled his eyes as he finished explaining, "I am also required to tell you that-" [i]due to one stupid rule or another[/i] "-everyone is allowed to take their suits freely, and personalize them. However, you have to return them before classes start, and if they don't meet the requirements of the arena or training, you [i]will[/i] be reprimanded." He hated this rule because students always tried to find ways to screw with their suits. One kid tried putting a taser in his, while another hid a knife in his. It was all so stupid. Adam put his hands (And clipboard) behind his back. "But, let's take this time to talk to get any questions or concerns out of the way."