Nao rushed into the cafeteria, out of breath, glancing at his watch. Fifteen minutes before math class. Geometry they called it. Having been outside the education system for years, he had been taking mostly remedial class for the duration of his stay here. Oh how he loathed these classes. How normal students struggled through years of this, he'd never know. Why would he ever need to know the different angles inside an octogon, he'd never know, He grumbled as he wove  between students and tables, mouth watering as he approached food. Lots of people grumbled about the subpar quality of food but after eating gruel, bread, and a few vegetables for years, this was amazing.

Then the screaming started. People churned and jostled others around as a small metal projectile zipped around the room. What was it called. Vaguely remember it from Earth Space science last year... He snapped his fingers. A rocket! That thing that carries things past the planet's edge into space. But this one was small and... hurtling towards a child? That's not the proper use of those as far as he is aware. This was going to be messy. He glanced down and started loading a plate with food while everyone was diverted. He'd help take the kid to the infirmary afterwards. 

[color=lightblue]"Hey!! Heads up!"[/color] An older boy swatted the thing out of the way. He seemed familiar. The shield made something click. James Rogers, grandson of Steve Rogers though better known as Captain America, was a bit of a local celebrity. Nao didn't know much about the grandfather outside of the litany of reading materials on the man in history class. He knew even less than that on his grandson, outside of what some nasty rumors circulated and that apparently he had some anger issues. Although he didn't interact directly with the poor students, he couldn't help overhearing while he did inventory or restocked. Though he was the last person to judge anyone.

Then another student turned into an iron man like creature. This was new. He didn't recall this particular piece of technology being covered in class. Must be advanced class stuff. It looked like a demon was taking over a body really. Can't be comfortable. Nao continued to munch on eggs as the now metal covered boy launched himself into the air and snatched at the rocket with thin metal strands. Definitely better but not something that would be perminate as it stayed in flight. 

[color=DimGray]"Some help would be nice though. Please?"[/color] Oh yep, not an actual solution. Um, could he help? He wasn't particularly good with tech- He stumbled forwards as some punk screaming his head off bolted for the door. His food hit the floor, the plate rattled. His eyes turned completely black.


[color=ed1c24]"This nonsense has gone on long enough!"[/color] He snarled and held out a hand towards the rocket. A long incantation cause a black and red magic circle to whirl into existance at his fingertips and five thin black shafts hurled at the rocket before piercing it. He held the magic circle for a while, waiting to launch more if it moved. Blood started dripping from his finger tips.