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THWACK!

A green pellet whizzed through the gym, striking the punching bag with a loud thud. The missile splattered into liquid like a paintball, yet its considerable impact sent the bag swinging to and fro.

[color=olive]"LISTEN UP, ROOKIES!"[/color]

Gasping for breath, Momo sat up as Gabby's hold loosened, and stared in the voice's direction. In the doorway stood [url=https://imgur.com/hJkaGgj]an imposing red-haired woman[/url], one sturdy arm outstretched. In her palm, a barrel-like opening could be seen. A metal disc slid shut inside the opening. [color=olive]"Whatever you're playing at, quit it already!"[/color] the teacher boomed, putting her hands on her hips, her glare flicking from student to student. [color=olive]"Break time, which some of you seem to be taking literally as a time to wreck the place, is over. If I'd had my way, I'd have taken charge of today's physical training! And trust me, nobody would make a mess on MY watch."[/color]

Everyone in the gym would know Miss Jocelyn Martenell, aka Marker Hero Ballistica, meant business. While a living paintball gun didn't sound too impressive, with her fine control over the force and consistency of her liquid missiles, Ballistica's reputation as a formidable hero was well-earned. Even so, Momo couldn't help glancing from the teacher to the punching bag. Paint trickled down its side onto the floor, revealing a tuft of padding poking from a split in the fabric. Her lips twitched as laughter threatened to bubble up. So much for nobody making a mess...

[color=olive]"You there! If you don't want to see me after school, you'll wipe that smirk off your face!"[/color] At Martenell's comment, Momo's smile vanished. [color=olive]"Anyway,"[/color] the teacher continued, [color=olive]"you'd all better shape up for what's to come. Which, again if it were my decision, would be tomorrow! Disasters won't wait, why should we UJ staff? As it is, it'll be in a week, so no slacking off! Your homeroom teachers will explain once you head back to class. Now, get to it!"[/color]

Before leaving, she glowered at Maple King. [color=olive]"And you. How many times have I told you to control your goddamn class better?"[/color] Shaking her head, she stormed out.

Once sure it was safe to, Momo let the pent-up giggle escape. [color=6ecff6]"Did she just call herself a disaster?"[/color] Not one to let a teacher's rant lower her spirits, she sprang up. [color=6ecff6]"Woooo! You hear that?"[/color] She skipped over to her two classmates and twirled. [color=6ecff6]"Something exciting's coming up! Ahahahaha! Looks like I'd better practice my dance moves!"[/color]

While Erika and Alex weren't likely to look forward to it quite so much, that just meant she had to play her usual uplifting role in the group.

[hr][center][color=darkviolet][h1]Kerianne Morley ~ Nightwatch[/h1][/color][/center]
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Slowly and carefully, Kerianne stood up. Looking at the now empty hallway, she frowned. That display and attitude may have been a little overboard just now, even if preparation was of utmost importance. She approached Breeze, who'd been teary-eyed with panic as it was.

[color=darkviolet]"Breeze, it's ok,"[/color] she reassured her. [color=darkviolet]"You didn't do anything wrong, you did great. I'm not hurt. I'll be alright, and what's coming up will be too."[/color]

Straightening her back, she glanced around at the others. [color=darkviolet]"Well, good thing we made use of this time, and let's do the same with all other opportunities we get this week. From what I heard of the last official training session, it wasn't easy, but if they're throwing us in the deep end, it's for a good reason."[/color] Small steps minimising her staggering, she hauled her school bag onto her shoulder. [color=darkviolet]"Whatever the challenge is, if we're well-prepared, we'll be up to it."[/color]

She took a deep breath, steadying not just her body but her nerves. Frequent training would be essential, but she couldn't overdo it and miss this event like she'd missed the last one. Finding middle ground was a challenge in itself.