[center][h1][color=fff257]ACION[/color][/h1] 
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Shortly afterwards, Acion noticed a pretty girl with blonde hair speeding towards him on a piece of metal, making a final jump to finally land next to him.

[color=fff79a]“Yo! Angel! Where’s the teleporter? He needs a good punching for what he did! I was once the villain, but now I, the great hero of justice, will have to put him in his place! Plus I'll embarrass the heck out of him.”[/color]

She said with an impression of confidence, and a mild trace of cunningness in her last sentence. But perhaps the thing that Acion preferred in her was him being addressed as an angel. Not sure whether she was joking or not, but that certainly was more pleasing than being called birdy by that stupid blonde. Seriously, what kind of bird has six wings? Fool...

[color=fff257]"You're too late. He's already been given a proper beating for his arrogance. The guy has already been carried away from this training ground. Maybe next time, hero of justice."[/color] 

He replied, in his usual manner: confidence and idealistic. Shortly after, the voice of Akihito, or L Guardian, echoed from his earpiece, announcing that the battle simulation was over. Or rather, the chaos was over...Not long after the announcement, another jeep came in from sight, in order to pick up the remaining three combatants at this point.

Acion took a careful step into the jeep, being careful not to lose balance or cause anymore pain due to his unsteady right leg and damaged ribs. Taking the most spacious seat, he slowly wrapped his six wings around him, exposing only his upper torso and head. Well, no going back to class now...not with this pain rampaging inside his chest. A visit to the nurse office was fine by him, since the teacher did provide them a bit of time to tend the injuries, but the most concerning problem was the nurse. He did make a slip through her skins back before class began, so it was a little daunting to face her one on one with that huge syringe. Hopefully, that wouldn't be the case. 

As soon as the jeep reached the entrance of the training ground, the winged boy, again, took careful step in order not to fracture anymore bones or open any blood veins inside his body. Getting hurt in a non-combatant situation would be unnecessary. He walked slowly to a school block, where the nurse office was located. Opening the door leading to the infirmary, his earlier hope was utterly crushed when...

[color=fff257]"Fate has harmed me..."[/color]

The nurse was in there.  

[color=fff257]'Well, no use in trying to run around.'[/color]

If she was the only nurse and doctor around here, he would have a long history with her from now on. So it's better to face his dauntingness right here, right now. 

[@Mcfazzer]