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

Daler's narcolepsy had gotten the better of him again. The sunlight was almost scorching to him which made him more tired than usual, even with the shade of the golf cart's roof overhead. As such, he almost missed it when Freyja had taken charge, when Jonathan had wandered off to the northern end, and when one of his previous 'assistants' arrived. In his rest, he noticed a conversation going on right next to him and opted to join in, but not before giving out some quick instructions to the other staffers from across the field. A short message was sent to those he felt were most relevant.

[color=92278f]"Freyja, if your intent is to mete out punishments, I suggest keeping those two separate for now. Mako can deal with the girl. Given his outburst, I'll take the boy myself later."[/color]

[color=92278f]"Alexei, your old student needs a spotter and advice at the weight room, I think. I'd do it myself, but you know him better than I."[/color]

[color=92278f]"Alexis, wake up. You're needed on the testing field."[/color]

That business finished, he turned his attention back towards Meilin, Mina, and Jun-Sang. Jun was staying out of the conversation for the time being, so Daler didn't bother speaking to him and rather addressed the other two. [color=92278f]"I feel this may be a good match, Meilin. Kasuke here was a great help with seating unconscious students during detentions last year. I'm surprised, though, Mina. I hadn't thought of you as the sort to take part in elective martial arts classes,"[/color] the old man thought towards them. He decided not to comment on the tournament failure he saw (and remembered well).

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[hr][center][h2][color=c4df9b]Alexis Cartwright[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

[color=92278f]"Alexis, wake up. You're needed on the testing field."[/color]

[b]BZZZZZZZT.[/b]

Alexis fell off of her bunk bed and crashed to the black and white linoleum tile floor at Daler's wakeup call. That old bastard had sent her a buzz tone again! Didn't he know that she never got up before 2:00 PM? He probably did, he just didn't care. The smell of smoke hit her like a train and she scrambled to her feet. She'd accidentally left the stove on low, and her ramen was charred to a crisp after eight hours of steady burning. She'd have probably died of carbon monoxide poisoning and smoke inhalation if she weren't effectively immune to that sort of thing.

A mad dash under the kitchen countertop provided a small handheld fire extinguisher. She sprayed it at the pot. Nothing happened. She threw it away and grabbed the second one to try again. Also nothing. She threw that one away and got a third, which worked just fine, and suddenly remembered that she should be turning the stove [i]off[/i], too. She made a mental note to replace the smoke alarm and promptly forgot it, then satisfied with her wakeup routine she trudged out the door in nothing but a night gown, looking like some sort of horror movie hag.

Doctor Cartwright slammed the door to her room shut as fast as possible, lest the smoke damage her lab equipment, and wandered towards the exit past dozens of cages full of rodents, vermin, and other small animals. On the right side, a frog croaked in surprise inside its container, sending a small jet of flame upwards and promptly exploding all over its fish tank. Cartwright quickly scribbled 'nope' next to 'cage 23' on a clipboard hanging on the wall near the exit, then grabbed her [s]fire axe[/s] medical access axe and put on her bunny slippers.

Whoever'd gotten hurt this time around would pay for waking her up. At least, unless it were actually severe. Then she'd have to rush back, get dressed, take a shower, and... Er, take a five minute shower, [i]then[/i] get dressed, and come back to treat them. The hag that was Alexis Cartwright waddled out of the building and slowly made her way towards the CTF Event, looking like some sort of creature out of hell. It probably didn't help her appearance any that she was nearing two hundred pounds at the moment.