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Dawn relaxed as the woman instantly proved herself to be actually pretty nice, and, perhaps more importantly, willing and able to find the room they were supposed to be heading to. Dawn watched as she competently pulled out some kind of pad… thingey and searched up the room number.

[color=seagreen]“Oh bye the bye, I am Velma Marberry and a pleasure it is to meet you,”[/color] she said with the kind of smile that just oozed warmth and approachability. 

 [color=f49ac2]“Oh, err, you too,”[/color] she said, a shy but grateful smile blossoming on her lips, despite the fact that the words came out far more jumbled and nervous sounding than she’d originally intended, [color=f49ac2]“My name’s-“[/color]

[color=darkorange]"Why hello there. I couldn't help but overhear you were lost. This may be my first time here but I'm sure I can be of assistance."[/color] Dawn practically jumped a mile in the air at the approach of a man from behind, one practically [i]oozing[/i] confidence, and not necessarily the altruistic kind. She’d met a fair few people like that, and frankly they never failed to set her on edge. It didn’t matter though, because soon enough, he and Velma were involved in a conversation which revealed Velma to be someone called Lady Gaia… wait, that name was familiar…

 Suddenly Dawn remembered watching a feature on her classmate on TV. Dawn was the first to admit she was a little… out of touch when it came to things like celebrity superheroes, mostly because she preferred to spend what little free time she had on her, so far fruitless, quest for answers.  The idea of being around someone so famous was nerve wracking to say the least, but hopefully the press wouldn’t be following Velma, or ‘Lady Gaia’ as she was apparently known, onto the school campus.

 Dawn’s train of thought was interrupted by the arrival of yet another classmate, this one introducing herself as Alice, and appearing to already know Velma. Dawn cringed slightly – this was a lot of people, and all of them seemed to know more about each other than she did – never a good situation to be in. But still. It was unlikely any of them had ill intentions. They were probably fine. 

 She wiped her, now sweating, palms on the hem of her dress, before biting the bullet and introducing herself, [color=f49ac2]“I’m Dawn,” [/color]she said, quietly, [color=f49ac2]“N-nice to meet you too, Alice, err…”[/color] she looked up, noticing that the courtyard was empty, suggesting that it was probably time for them to be getting a move on, [color=f49ac2]“It looks like maybe we should probably get going the place-err classroom, rather. It really has been nice meeting you all.”[/color]

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 There were surprisingly few people seated in the classroom, Dawn noted – most of them she’d met outside, in fact. Cautiously, she found a seat near the door, and kept her bag within grabbing distance of her chair. 

She listened in silence as the man began to speak “Welcome class. I am Mr. Knight. I’m going to cut to the chase. You were all picked because someone from the original team saw something special in you,” that was… disconcerting, to say the least. The idea that someone had sat in a room, looking at Dawn’s profile, and selected her for something sent chills running up and down her arms. She’d applied as a normal student, not expecting to be subject to that level of scrutiny. She felt watched. More so than usual. The only problem was, the ones doing the watching were probably the good guys, and she was probably going to need their help if she wanted to do what she came here for.

 It was only at a loud shout of “FUCK THAT GUY!” from one of her fellow students that Dawn was snapped out of her reverie. An… extreme reaction perhaps, but he probably had his reasons. Probably best to avoid mentioning this ‘Saviour’ guy around him anytime soon, though. 

She listened as Mr. Knight continued his speech, and she stayed quiet when he finished it and left. Yes, the line about possibly killed in this fight was chilling, but she’d barely escaped these past three years as it was.

 A familiar tingling feeling pierced her toe, and she bit down on the inside of her mouth at the pain. She didn’t mind though, it was a useful reminder. She needed the best training she could get, or chances are she wouldn’t make it out alive anyway. It wasn’t a matter of choice, not for Dawn at least.

It was a matter of survival.

She took a deep breath before speaking, [color=f49ac2]“I don't know about anyone else but... I’m in.”[/color]