[CENTER][IMG]http://33.media.tumblr.com/4a2a31226fc60f95ff7a37c28209fed7/tumblr_n6qklppOvE1s3u5lno2_500.gif[/IMG][/CENTER] [URL=https://youtu.be/077UlBtrqWs?t=110][COLOR=INDIANRED][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]M A T H E R M E M O R I A L H I G H S C H O O L:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]Tuesday, August 21[SUP]st[/SUP], 2018 - 02:50pm | The ‘Loft’[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/URL] [INDENT][INDENT]Noah could feel Ivy’s eyes on him as he packed up his belongings before bracing against his crunch. Taking a hold of it, he stood up from his seat on the couch, quickly looking away from the beautiful redhead as he did so. His cheeks flushed red as his mind wandered to the idea of asking Ivy to the dance before he quickly dismissed the thought as the fantasy that it was. The first day of the Hyperhuman Social Conscience Program had been interesting to say the least. If the class he had just experienced was anything to go off of, this was going to be an easy credit and a complete fluff class. A bunch of high school students weren’t about to revolutionize Hyperhuman rights, but hey if Jonas wanted to sit in the dustiest classroom and talk philosophy then Noah had no problem with that. It was interesting that Elroy had brought up the proposition of the search party to the class in the school mostly likely to be able to help and less likely to care. Kaitlyn Stewart had been a member of the cheerleading squad, a real ‘Raven’ try-hard and among the school’s popular clique. She wasn’t exactly the kind of girl to go out of her way to be kind to someone outside of her clique, let alone a Hype. Still, Noah had already been looking for her and he wasn’t the type to wish ill on anyone so he’d be showing up to help. Though it wouldn’t be as himself, Noah Gallagher was far from athletic and the woods were not the best of places for a man who hobbled along with a crutch. However, ‘Shadow’ as Ivy had named one of his other forms was far more equipped for the woods.[/INDENT][/INDENT] [URL=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VF6-J5BCxWM][COLOR=INDIANRED][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]M A T H E R P A R K:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]Tuesday, August 21[SUP]st[/SUP], 2018 - 06:01pm | Search Party Registration[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/URL] [INDENT][INDENT]The large black dog quickly padded along the outskirts of Mather Park as it lifted its nose into the air to take a whiff at the various smells surrounding the park. It would have helped if he had more of a reference to go on for Kaitlyn, but Noah was relying entirely on his memory of her sickly sweet perfume. The air was filled with the smells of the various volunteers but overpowering all of that was the enticing aroma of hot chili and freshly steamed hot dogs that some of the community restaurants had come together to produce for the volunteers. Sticking to the pines, Noah skirted the outside of the park as he avoided the K9 Units the police had brought along to aid in the search. Looking for a familiar face in the crowd, Noah felt his stomach growl as a fresh whiff of hotdog wafted in front of his sensitive nose. [i][color=#cd5c5c]Why not?[/color][/i] Running forward, Noah put his front paws up on the table as people gasped at the sight of the wolf-like dog, frozen in surprise as Noah quickly woofed down a couple of hotdogs before dashing off into the crowd again with a playful bark as he headed towards the St. Betran’s Church.[/INDENT][/INDENT] [center][img]https://steamusercontent-a.akamaihd.net/ugc/843716846498081976/8F2FCA56A8559A97AAC5F25627CF82B3AC51047D/[/img][/center]