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CHAPTER 2
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I M A G E

- EVENING - SUNDAY - WARM & CLEAR - AFTER 5PM





Classes and training continue on schedule at Ashford Institute and there is generally a feeling of calm and security across the campus. Things feel normal, to the relief of many, and the Institute feels much like a regular school amid fall semester. The events of the previous Friday night seem to have long passed from discussion and Dr. Ashford has returned from his business trip. Much like before, he has been somewhat reclusive in the days following his arrival back in Los Angeles, but rumors continue:

It has been over a week since anyone has seen or heard from AD and Professor, Adam Pierce. While casually, most believe he took an extended vacation others are more skeptical: Pierce was never a man for long holidays. His office remains untouched since he was last seen and the continued substitution of his position by others seems awkward and wholly unexpected for a planned absence. Also, and much more nebulous is growing talk that Kaylee Everose has lost her status as Education Director following an incident with a student, but no one among the student body knows for certain.

Apropos, a new face has also been spotted repeatedly around campus apparently getting acquainted and leading others to speculate that Pierce was terminated on the spot and not allowed to return. Tall and wiry, the newcomer is clearly too old to be a student and looks to be about the same age as the rest of the professorial staff. There is a slightly bizarre air of enthusiasm about the man, but he has yet to be formally introduced in any capacity.

Along with this new arrival comes word of a growing push for mutant registration in North America. While the subject has never been broached officially by the staff there does seem to be popular momentum for it in other parts of the world, particularly Europe. Those closest to Dean Ashford believe that he has often been against registration or at the very least, forced registration by the state preferring to keep the activities of the Institute away from the prying eyes of governments as much as possible.

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Among our small group, there has no doubt been a measurable increase in both control and spectrum of mutant abilities. This may have come from time in the Danger Room, a particularly difficult assignment, diligence in training or even a chance encounter. Consider this in your interactions along with the points above.

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Hello I’m Michael Davrom for Global News. With most of Europe and the rest of the world taking action and vying to proceed with a Mutant Registration Initiative, eyes are turning to the United States.

The United States has yet to officially propose a Mutant Registration Bill, although some are already calling for just that. Also in related news the Olympic Committee has recently decided to test for the X gene in order to ensure “fair play” in Events, and this has this reporter thinking. “Fair Play” those two little words with so much meaning. So I went about talking with Major Corporations as well as several Senators with mixed reactions. No one wanted to go on record with any official statement, implying that this too volatile a situation for direct comment. Though the sentiment was very similar across the board. With many Corporate Leaders saying something along the lines of; “Of course I would hire Mutants some of them would greatly improve production. Besides I wouldn’t want to be in competition with them.” It has already become apparent that the working class is afraid for their jobs citing that “I do the job fine without powers, but I can’t compete with Mutants and their powers.”

This is not like we are just talking about really good athletes. Some of these mutants have quite extraordinary abilities. I am not denying that. Is it fair? I don’t know. This is a situation where if there are to be sides you must first pick one or the other before justifying it. I am pretty sure most people will tell you that they personally have the right to employment, but does this extend to mutants? These aren’t foreigners coming after your jobs. Mutants are in some cases your childhood friends, your neighbors, wives or husbands. Some can be dangerous but it doesn’t take powers to be dangerous.

I mentioned earlier in this broadcast that I had approached Senators. They seemed split or afraid to even approach the subject at this point but most agreed with the rest of the world looking at us it is only a matter of time before the American people call out for some form of official stance.

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Daniela had been busy in the kitchen and finally looked upon her masterpiece with a mixture of pride and sadness. The pride came from the fact that it looked as if this was quite possibly the best looking and smelling of her recent culinary creations. The feeling of sadness that was now tinged with regret was that this, quite possibly her greatest culinary creation was going to be going to the person she had been forced to zap into unconsciousness back in the danger room.

Her thoughts once again went back to Veronica and she winced after a moment as she remembered how light and seemingly frail the young woman had seemed. That thought was followed by how annoying and cranky she always seemed to be and she looked down at her masterpiece once again and for a moment she wondered why in the hell she was trying to cook something for her. The woman was bitchy as all hell and she had been one of the few people Daniela had snapped at since she had gotten here.

She may not know all of our stories...but we don't know her story. And if she tries to throw this away or act bitchy about it, she is going to end up taking a very long Zappy nap. She decided after a moment as she grabbed the large container of Biscuits and Gravy and walked out of the cafeteria. She noticed a few of the other students giving her somewhat odd looks as she walked though the hallways towards the dorm rooms. She figured it was because of her recent foray in the Danger Room. A few times she thought she had overheard people talking about the mechanical terror she affectionately called "Snoopy" but that could just be her imagination on that part. As crazy as it seemed, a small part of her wished she could have another round against Snoopy. Just to test her skills.

Or maybe try and take a photo with it.

She was lost enough in her thoughts that she barely realized that she was outside Ronnie's dorm room and she narrowed her eyes as she knocked. "Veronnnnnnica! I know your in there..." She called out cheerfully. "I have something for you! Answer the door or the next time I see you I'll put you to sleep with another Zappy nap!"
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Ronnie’s chest rose then fell. The pace drifted into a rhythmic then meditative state. She closed her eyes while she focused on her pulse. A steady and loud sound echoed in her thoughts as it drowned out everything. All the students chatter in the hallways and outside her window settled into the background. Gradually, it faded until she didn’t notice it. Not easy for her mind which preferred to stay alert to her surroundings. Despite the added distraction, classes were closed on the weekend and extra circular activities ceased after four am. A distant holler from the football field broke her concentration. to prove her wrong. She gritted her teeth as she cursed football season.

One, two, three.

The girl counted to start again and her mental numbers faded into beats. With another deep breath, she reached out to touch where she left the paper. An image of it materialized in her head. She pictured her corner folded into half once.

Her eyes opened, but she found disappointment again. The paper remained unfazed by her efforts. Ronnie's teeth clenched hard enough to hurt her jaw. A small tch sound escaped her lips when she tasted the bitter failure. She turned her hips to the bed's edge and lowered her feet onto the floor. With minimal effort, she pushed upright. Ronnie strode to the calender hung by her dorm window and reached out to snatch a pen from the dresser. She scratched out yesterday. Her hand pulled it against her palm while her forefinger silently counted the days. It flicked by the week, then the month, and finally landed on a date exactly three months from her arrival. The number circled in thick, bright red marker.

Eighty-four days left.

Ronnie rotated the number in the back of her mind. It appeared to be a lot, but she knew every moment counted. Her head turned back over to her paper as a lump of emotions nestled into her chest. At the rate she was going, she doubted would not take it all. Thankfully Oriana didn’t have powers based on empathy. A speech over her emotions was the last thing she wanted right now. The pressure to succeed returned to hound her insecurities.

With all the weight on her shoulders, she plopped back down onto her bed. Despite her anxiety and bitterness, she reflected on the last few days. Naturally, she replayed the most recent drama in her life: the danger room. She kept her icy, indifferent distance from them all. The task was easier than she expected since no one approached her.

A headache started to blossom in the center of her attention. Ronnie rose up a hand and rubbed the fingers of one hand on her temple, a brief relief for her pain. Ronnie didn't know what caused it, but it would pass. It always did. She reached down to get her water bottle from the floor. With a quick movement, she popped open the cap and down a quick mouthful. She hoped the electrolytes would help. All her expectations for a peaceful day shattered in a heartbeat when a familiar, obnoxious voice practically shouted through the thin door. Ronnie’s head turned to Oriana then mouthed a phrase.

I’m not here.

Obvious permission to lie about her whereabouts. With that said, she shifted over the side of her bed and onto the floor. Ronnie remained out of sight from the door. Sparks picked the worse time to force a visit down her throat as she had no patience or strength to deal with her or her group of misfits today. Especially to avoid a ‘zappy’ nap.
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The young woman waited for a few minutes before knocking on the door once again and cheerfully announcing her presence. "It's your buddy, Daniela! I brought you food! I made you a nice homemade meal! Hope you like biscuits and gravy! I have a looooooot of free time so I can wait outside this door all day!"

After a few more minutes, there was still no answer and Daniela was starting to feel the urge to go do something else. But that urge was overwhelmed by the urge to possibly make Ronnie's day or possibly annoy her to the brink of insanity. Daniela would settle for either at this point. She continued staring at the door and smiling brightly.

"I'm tempted to blast the door open! We both know I'm capable of it!" She called out cheerfully. "I'll give you to the count of five! Open the door so I can deliver my masterpiece!"

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Nik lowered his hand from the button on his wireless earbuds, his head nodding in time with the opening guitar riff. He flashed a small smile as he looked at the course in front of him in the danger room. Basic simulation. Piece of cake.... and right up his alley. He simply had to get from one virtual rooftop to another through a busy market of sorts. Meant to emphasize control, and a fine tuning of his powers. Something Tabitha, the prof running the simulation today, very much supported. Within a moment, Nik shot forward. He sprinted at full speed to the edge of the roof, using the last few steps to turn his entire body backwards. He lifted up a hand, and a small orb of red energy formed in his palm. He jumped off backwards while thrusting his palm downwards. With an almost imperceptible twitching of his fingers, the concussive bomb detonated and launched the teenager somewhat clumsily towards the nearest building.

Nik ducked his shoulder and rolled like a tumbleweed across the rooftop for a couple feet, grunting as he did so. Once he had stopped, he quickly got up to his feet and looked ahead. Just two more rooftops to go. But... of course... Pierce had provided an update before his disappearance. One Tabitha had yet to notice until it was too late, and one Nik wasn't expecting. Bursting out onto the roof through a doorway on his left was a non-descript robot with a large club. Nik's eyes locked on the robot before he looked back at the gap between him and the other roof. It was easily doable. The mutant broke out into a sprint, but was surprised to see the robot from his peripheral catching up. Nik followed the same maneuver on the previous rooftop, spinning slightly and throwing the bomb of energy at the spot he was jumping from. Perhaps out of adrenaline or fear... Nik knew as soon as he left the energy leave his fingertips that this explosion was going to be too much. The explosion was fiery, and not just concussive. It tore through the imaginary robot as it launched Nik backwards a bit. His already singed tank top had it's fringes reduced slightly more as Demo himself fell right onto his back on the next rooftop.

Nikolai Markov grunted in pain. He had gone a lot farther than intended... landing near the far edge of the next rooftop. He could see, as his head dangled over the edge, that he just had to make this last jump. He stumbled to his feet, and saw three more robots burst out onto this rooftop. Easy enough. Nik readied his right hand, energy coursing along his fingertips as he prepared to fire. He let loose a rather large bomb, hurling it towards the center of the cluster of robots. Unfortunately for him... they moved erratically. The two flanking hostiles ran wide, with the middle robot running straight into the bomb and getting shred to pieces by the following explosion. The shockwave caused Nik to stumble back a step as he saw the two robots moving in quickly to attack. They were mere feet away. He barely had time to throw a quick, small bomb in the direction of the enemy flanking his right, detonating it upon impact and tearing it to pieces. This too caused Nik to loose balance slightly, leaving him at the mercy of the last hostile. He watched in shock as electricity began coursing through the robot's club-like weapon. His body seized with electricity, the shock darkening his vision somewhat. The club remained pressed against Nik's left shoulder, causing his muscles to spasm slightly as he let out a slight gurgling sound. The experience was uncomfortable... but wasn't nearly enough to incapacitate. And it didn't hurt necessarily... whatever the Danger Room was doing, it seemed to be restricting his movements more than causing him pain. But even with the restriction, Nikolai clenched his fist and did the only thing he could think to do.

He punched it.

A concussive blast of force knocked the robot's pieces apart once the first made contact with simulated metal. It was hard for Nik to see exactly what it was coming from his fist as he fired it out, but he could have sworn that for a moment he saw the same energy from his rapidly developing bomb generation wrap around his knuckles. Nik nodded with shock at that, just as the simulation itself finally phased out and a certain feline-like professor burst out of the control room to check on him. He was making progress...




...But will it ever be enough.

Nikolai tussled and dried his hair as he sat on a bench in the locker room of the gym in his boxers, staring blankly at the floor in front of him. The past week had been... transformative, for a lack of a better word. Everything seemed to be changing around him. He let himself get caught up in his own thoughts as he began putting on his jeans. There are so many new people here. I have a girlfriend now. My powers were developing significantly since the fight at... gosh, what was the name of that bar? Doesn't matter. My roommate has been acting weirder than usual lately. I have so many damn essays due this week. I could have Una help me figure out what to...

His thoughts seemed to drift into nothingness as his mind circled back to a single word. A name. He noticed the smile that had formed on his lips at just the thought. He shook his head, internally groaning at himself. Ugh, I'm such a dork around her. I feel like I'm going all soft and weak like Na...

The thought made Nik's entire body freeze for a moment. He felt this pit form in the center of his stomach as he could feel the negative thoughts beginning to swarm around his head. They were joined by the realization of all the sudden changes going on around campus, creating a deafening cacophony of anxious thoughts. Nik quickly tossed a shirt on over his head before slamming his locker closed and nearly yanking his phone out of his pocket. He quickly tapped away on his phone, planning to shoot off a quick text to the name at the top of his app.

>Hey Una, can we lie on the lawn for a bit. I'm feeling overwhelmed an|<

Nik stopped typing, reading back through his message again. His mind wandered back to the conversations he had with Una as of late. The night they kissed... and, well, the second night they kissed. And as his mind played through the memories, Nikolai Markov sighed and deleted that text. She had enough to worry about as is. With that in mind, he shot off a different text to her.

>Just got out of DR, no plans 2nite. U?<
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The rest of the week had been a lot less stressful so to speak. Well it was not as if anything else could be worse than trying to stop a mini tornado running riot in a class room made by a teen that clearly didn’t know how to control it. Oriana never fully introduced herself to the girl to of whom was mocking her, at least that is what she remembers. Instead Oriana had forced the girl to go back inside with her, she pretty much dragged her back to the scene of the crime and made it obvious that she either help stop the tornado or deal with Oriana’s wrath afterwards.

It seemed to be enough to get the girl to ‘assist’ in stopping the situation from getting worse, Ori wasn’t one for fixing other people’s mess, but she wouldn’t be able to keep her promise if the whole dam school was obliterated by a tornado. Instead Oriana had since mostly concentrated on understanding and enhancing her abilities, spending time between her Dorm and the danger room when she could get a teacher to sort it, this meant her interaction with the others wasn’t a great amount except for classes and the schools café. Her roommate though was still an interesting experience, they still have spats over stupid things, although on some of those things Ori actually agreed on, she respected the fact that Veronica wouldn’t take her shit.

Today however it was mostly spent in her dorm room with most activities or the like mostly done for the day and with no classes, it meant she could do whatever the hell she wanted, and it was days like that she enjoyed the most. Veronica was doing her thing, Oriana of course noticed but decided not to act upon it or to disrupt her. It was not really bothering her all that much as she listened quietly to some music through one earpiece she had on while checking things out on a laptop. However, the peace as it was for the most part was shattered.

A rather to cheerful voice seem to penetrate the door, it might as well have not been there because this girl outside obviously wanted to let the whole corridor know she was there. But her voice was already Irritating and Oriana certainly doesn’t like getting disturbed unless it for a damn good reason. The girl on the other side of the door appeared to want her roommate. Sighing, Oriana slid off her bed and placed down her mp3 player, turning it off as she nodded back at Veronica, Oriana took the bottle of water of her and placed the cap back on as she looked at the door, her facial features changed to show a woman that was getting rather annoyed.

Oriana quickly looked back down to Veronica hiding, silently mouthing ‘Where you find this one?” as she heard the zappy nap comment. Her attention came back to the door however when the female voice on the other side identified herself as Daniela and made one big ass error, she threatened to blast her dorm door and started counting. A low growl escaped her as she went for the door in anger. By the count got to three, the door swung open abruptly with Oriana coming face to face with Daniela. She took a brief moment to look the girl up and down. "Zappy Nap, what the hell are you? Five?" Ori opened with coldly. “Veronica is not here.” She paused for a moment before a slight smile appeared. “Oh and another thing, you threaten to blast my door down again, I will kick your ass, so scram.” The smile was soon gone as she went to close the door.
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Uná gathered up her things and headed out waving to Aya as she left. Aya was just worried about me. That was what best friends do.Sena wasn't that bad was she? She couldn't be. I felt like she understood me. Like I could talk to her. A connection.

She put her headphones in and switched on her Spotify. The Way You Make Me Feel sounded in her ears as she danced down the hall. As she came up from the split her phone made the noise of a lightsaber turning on which meant that she had a text message.

>Just got out of DR, no plans 2nite. U?<

Uná's heart skipped a beat. She grinned and texted back. >Just gonna hit up Jasper for a favor then I'm free.< Uná thought for a moment and also sent. >Wanna meet me in the game room? Pretty sure that's where she is.<

Uná danced into the game room and pulled out her headphones looking around. Grinning she spotted Jasper's dark hair and slid gracefully over to her.
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"Better than yesterday."

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After everything she did yesterday, she was pretty surprised that the person she was looking for did not even show up at all nor even thought that it was Cass making all this ruckus, after al she was the only one who Cass told about her mutation. She found herself laying in her bed, tired, after she was given detention and clean up duty for the mess she made. But knowing Cass, she was not done, nor will she ever be. She sprung off the bed and quickly slid on a hoodie but she was still mostly in her sleepwear, she slipped on her old shoes and moved out the door.

There was immediate noise going on from this side of the place, someone was banging loud against someone's door and even threatened to blast it, whatever that meant. She saw where the noise was coming from, and she did get a little curious. She got behind the girl who was knocking on the door and looked on from where she was, and low and behold it was the girl from yesterday, before the girl slammed the girl on the other door she gave her a quick smug wink and the look signifying that she might be up to her antics again.

She placed her hand on the other girl's shoulder and turned her to face her.

"Hey, got a question for ya'," Stated Cass, she pointed down the hallway and continued, "How much do you know about this place? Or atleast, the people in this place?" She then looked left and right as to make sure no one was listening, "I'm looking for someone, maybe you know 'em?" She asked, she did not expect an answer, after all this person was not exactly the quiet type so there was no way she would not have made herself known.


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“Oh and another thing, you threaten to blast my door down again, I will kick your ass, so scram.”

Daniela continued smiling even as the woman who seemed like the same kind of bitchy person Veronica was began to close the door on her. Daniela continued smiling even as she slammed her foot in the door as the woman began to close the door. She leaned forward until she was face to face with the woman and continued smiling the same slightly unstable smile. "I made her some food. I'd appreciate it if you could deliver it to her when she comes back. I won't lie though, I'm about Ninety-nine percent sure she's in there right now." Daniela handed her the container with one hand and pointed her hand at one of the lights in the ceiling. Her hand began to crackle with electricity for a brief moment and a brief blast of electricity hit the light which caused it to flicker rapidly.

Daniela stepped back and smiled a somewhat satisfied smile that still seemed a bit unstable. "Enjoy the rest of your day." She said cheerfully as she turned and walked away. That lady is kind of a pain. She needs food as well. Daniela thought to herself. A moment later she paused and looked around in confusion as though she wasn't sure how she had arrived in the female dorms.

Suddenly Daniela felt someone place their hand on her shoulder and a moment later she was turned around to face a somewhat unfamiliar figure. She thought she had seen this woman around the Institute before but she didn't think she had interacted with her.

"I'm looking for someone, maybe you know 'em?"

"I know a few of the people around here. Not on first name terms with many of them though. May I ask who you are looking for?" She answered honestly before she turned to give Veronica's door one last look and she contemplated blasting it with enough force to give them a bit of a scare but deciding against it.
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Cass blinked then peaked over the shoulder of the girl, looking at the closed door, she may as well spill it out to everyone, her search would be great if potential helpers do not know what she is looking for. She crossed her arms under her bust and leaned back on the wall, she opened her mouth but nothing came out. She hesitated? She never hesitates. This is odd, she then went to try again.

"Her name is Khloe John- No... Khloe Jeon, some ice freak or something." She let out, her eyes locked with the taller girl and she shook her head, she then turned towards the hallway. "She's been quiet, so it's either you know or you dont." She then took a step away from her now making her way down the hall, "If you don't, I could always ask the staff here, then again..." She looked over her shoulder and at the girl, "I doubt they'll take too kindly for my tone." She then started walking, she was never the type to stand around, so if this girl did know about Khloe, she was going to have to catch up to her.

Cat's out of the bag now.


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"Her name is Khloe John- No... Khloe Jeon, some ice freak or something."

Daniela was confused. She had never seen nor heard of anyone either with that name or that had ice powers. "Sorry lady. Never heard that name nor am I aware of anyone here with ice powers if that's what you mean." She had barely finished getting the words out before the woman took off down the hall. "Just got here a little bit ago myself." She called after her before turning back to Veronica's door and shaking her head. She was so tempted to blast the door down...but that would most likely bring unwanted attention from the staff down on her.

"You win this round. But mark my words: This ISN'T over." She growled to herself as she took off down the hallway after the other woman.

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Alright. So I'm a mutant. Now what?

This was the question that had been running through Victor's head for quite a while now as he tried to get used to his new surroundings. He had been here for several days now and so far he hadn't been able to do anything with his powers. He'd tried moving the ground with no luck. Granted he hadn't put much effort into it after what had happened at his parent's house but still, he had tried.

Alright. Pros and cons of this place. He thought as he laid on his back on the bed and stared at the ceiling
Pros: Good food, so far mostly good people, Bed is very comfortable and there were able to find some clothes for me. Not to mention the excellent internet strength.

Cons: Pretty sure I can't leave without being arrested, I'm not sure if I can cook my own food and I'm sure my brother can't visit here anytime soon. A few of the people here are a bit standoffish.


He looked over at the few possessions he had and pulled out his phone and checked to see if he had any messages or notifications from anyone he knew. Nothing. Nada. Nope. It seemed the moment people had found out he was a mutant he had been cut off from everyone he knew and loved. His brother was probably trying to get his phone reconnected or didn't have internet at the moment so silence from his was to be expected. But still, he wished his parents would at least call him once.

He began to dig through the bag again and hoped that he had brought his old Gameboy or something to entertain himself for the time being.
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Ronnie stiffened against the wall and held her breath.

The very dorm room’s walls vibrated with Spark’s booming shouts. A deep loathing at the term ‘Zappy Nap’ rippled through her core. She held no energy to please the lunatic girl. Her breath expelled in a heavy sigh at her predicament. She gritted her teeth to keep the screams at bay when the threats and knocks continued, the student oblivious to the hints to get lost. Ronnie questioned what she did to warrant the crazy’s unwanted attention.

When Oriana mouthed her question, Ronnie naturally answered.

Get rid of her first. The explanation would take too long and it risked unveiling her ruse.

At the threat of banging down the door, Ronnie’s head snapped to the window. She mentally measured and compared it to her own size, the fit tighter than she liked. The last option if she had to escape. Usually, she faced her problems, but Daniela’s words rattled in her brain. It wasn’t worth the risk.

Her eyes looked to the door. She imaged Spark’s eyes trying to drill holes into it, thanking the heavens the girl didn’t have laser vision. Else it would’ve been burnt in a matter of minutes.

The phrase also appeared to have triggered her roommate. Oriana marched over and ripped open the door. Relief washed over Ronnie when she heard the venom erupt from Oriana’s mouth, completing her side of the deal. She made a small note to treat her roommate for it later. It didn’t end there, much to Ronnie’s cringe. She sank lower to remain out of sight when she heard the foot in the door. Sparks continued to force-feed the kindness on her even in her absence. Above, a streak of lightning hit the room light and it flickered brightly.

Ronnie yelped. Her hands clamped over her mouth to muffle it, but it happened too late. Her heart thumped in her head, her eyes darted around. She expected to see Daniela sneering in front of her like some sort of serial killer. Nothing. Either Sparks didn’t hear Ronnie or chose to ignore it. At this point, it didn’t matter to her.

New muffled voices indicated someone else had engaged Sparks. Ronnie exhaled a breath she had been holding and slowly crawled back up onto the bed. At the sounds of retreating footsteps, all the tension fell from her figure.

“That bitch is the one who zapped me back in the danger room. One of the people in that small group I kept avoiding and didn’t bother with. I didn’t realize she was crazier than the first girl I met the first day here, started with a C or something. Cleo, I think?” Ronnie pulled her fingers and thumb to pinch the bridge of her nose.

She gave a small groan. “Is it a side-effect that everyone at this school becomes unhinged?”
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Location: Female Dorms.
Interacting: Veronica @Fallenreaper and Daniela @Chev
Mention: Cassandra. @KatKook, Uná @Almalthia


It had appeared the situation at her dorm was not over, despite uncharacteristically giving the clearly unstable chick a warning, something she barely gives out, the girl persisted by sticking her foot in the way of the door to prevent Oriana from closing it. It was taking all of her inner strength right now not to launch her out of the window. That thought process however, was interrupted however brief by a redhead girl, Uná was the name if she remembered correctly dancing down the corridor like a scene out of guardians of the galaxy. She couldn’t help but watch for a moment with a raised eyebrow as the redhead blissfully danced away.

Her attention was snapped back to the girl forcibly holding her door open with her foot. This Daniela was testing her patience, something she had been working on. It appears the woman had decided to make her some food and claimed to see through hers and Veronica’s ruse and while she initially didn’t take the container, she eventually did in the hope it would make her clear of before Ori did something would probably regret…. Eventually. But it was like a something she saw once about offering peace in one hand, while holding a knife in other, or in this case a spark of electricity that struck her room light, making it flicker, however Ori didn’t seem to be bothered in her reaction as she didn’t flinch and simply stared at the girl for a moment.

When Daniela finished and turned bumping into Cassandra, another troublemaker Oriana remember all too well after the literal shit storm she caused earlier in the week. A yelp from her roommate probably didn’t help but luckily the situation was averted for now, Oriana was able to slam the door shut very hard as she turned around, a slight smile crept on her lips from the satisfaction of doing so before looking down at the container of food and then to Veronica. The muffled voices meant the other girl had taken zappy features away from them finally.

“Hmm, I thought the point of the danger room session was to work together, not attack your own team. You have no idea how close I was to launching her down the corridor though, but I can see why you want to avoid that one. I don’t think I have spoken to this Cleo one your referring to, hope she is not besotted with you to.” Oriana hadn’t really spoke to many of the students here as of yet.

Oriana moved further into the room near to Veronica while still holding the container. “I seriously doubt it, if it is I can see myself bashing quite a few heads together.” She paused before placing the container at the end of her roommates bed. “I guess this is Daniela’s peace offering for her own fuck up, do with it what you will but I will suggest this. One way or another, at some point you will have to deal with that girl, otherwise she will continue to be your problem until you put her in her place.”

Oriana then went to her side of the room to tidy up her things, pocket her cell before pausing a moment, grabbing a piece of papar and pen, Oriana wrote down her cell number and then handing it over Veronica, letting her take it before she headed back to the door. “The coast is clear for now, I am going to get a bit of air and maybe a bite to eat.” Oriana went over to the door before turning back to Veronica and gave her a brief nod before she left the dorm room. She took a brief look around before moving of leaving the female dorms altogether.
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“If I had known it was a team activity, I would’ve opted out. I’m not much of a team player. I’m not upset with the shock since I think I had an episode. If I have known she would shove this, ” Ronnie pointed to the container of food in her roommate’s hands, “down my throat I would’ve left class early.”

She didn’t admit it out loud, but working with others was difficult. A big reason she avoided it. Unlike Matthew, Sparks, Numbers, or Brains, she couldn’t contribute to the danger room. Her eyes glared at the paper that barely reacted to her.

It didn’t matter.

Her jaw tightened as she exhaled through her nose to clear her head. By this time, she had finally noticed Oriana’s hair had shifted colors. Obvious it had something to do with Oriana’s powers, but it was none of her business to why. If her roommate wanted to spill the beans, she would listen. With her mind made up, she turned to the other comments.

“Cleo’s… not so bad. At least when compared to that one. I can at least handle her type of crazy even if it is overwhelming and the girl needs to take a sedative.” Ronnie popped off, her hands placed on her leg. It curled against her hip as the other dangled off the bed.

She continued to eye the door and half expected Sparks to come rushing in. When Oriana set the ‘offerings’ down, Ronnie shook her head. Her roommate was right. When her roommate passed her the piece of paper, Ronnie’s right eyebrow rose slightly. She reached out her hand and took it, unsure what to do next. Her dark eyes watched the girl open the door then leave. The room silent as Ronnie’s thoughts surfaced.

Another frustrated sigh escaped her lips. She pulled out her cell and quickly typed in Oriana’s number, labeling it O for short. Her attention drifted to the container left on her bed end. With a stretch from her position, Ronnie grabbed the food and tugged open the lid. A peppery, biscuit scent entered her nose.

She scrunched her face up at it. No point in giving into weakness. Unable to refrigerate it or give it back, she simply left it on her desk. Ronnie moved toward the door. In a smooth motion, she grabbed her swimsuit and her jacket along the way. Her hand reached out to cautiously twisted the door open a crack. A glance down the right and left indicate what Oriana said. Uncertain if the sound would draw the crazy student back or not, Ronnie softly shut it behind her. She darted down the hallway toward the nearest exit.

A few laps in the pool always cleared her head when she managed time for it. She just hoped no one would send her skirting back to her dorms for violating any curfew.
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