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[/b][/h1][/sup][indent][sub][COLOR=SILVER][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=SILVER][b]The Homecoming Trials #1.39: [/b][/COLOR] [I]Opening Up[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][sub][color=SILVER][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]Cassander, Banjo[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=SILVER][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Maybe This Won't Be So Bad?[/I][/right][/SUP]

Calliope listened as Banjo went on about his previous schooling, which included around a dozen boarding schools. She got the sense there was more underneath the surface. One doesn't just get kicked out of boarding school after boarding school by putting your head down and doing your work. Given what she knew of Banjo thus far in their limited interactions, she figured he was the class clown type. A prankster maybe. 

It hadn't even crossed her mind that it might have been due to him being a Hyperhuman. America wasn't progressive in that realm either (or any of the other realms if one was being honest. America has literal Nazi's being vocal for Christ's sake!). [color=F796A9]"This school is...interesting to say the least. I've never been to a school like it with such stringent rules and dress codes. Granted, it wasn't like I didn't have my own set of rules governed by my father. Looking a certain way, acting a certain way. Everything had to be cookie-cutter perfect otherwise we didn't hear the end of it. Hell, the whole thing at the town center was because..."[/color] 

Calli stopped herself. Was she ready to open up about a trauma she faced with a guy she just met? As cool as he was, she didn't know him well enough. Perhaps later? Though they were expected to be a team. Didn't teams share their personal lives to better shape bonds? [color=F796A9]"Never mind. Suffice to say, I think we all have our pasts and reasons for being here. As nutty as it might seem, I think you have it right. At least being a Hyperhuman here won't get you kicked out or shunned by society."[/color]

Calliope hadn't figured that the school might have the ability to morph the trials at their whim, limiting powers. Calli glanced up as Banjo mentioned the oncoming storm. [color=F796A9]"Yeah, looks like prime weather for me then. And I agree, our powers seem to complement each other. Or, at the very least, won't hinder the other. Provided you don't give off intense heat and I am nearby. Though not all heat is bad."[/color]

Calli needed to get a hold of herself. Openly flirting with a guy she just met. Ever since she arrived at the school she felt alone. Even amongst others like her. Head down. Get out. And the future was open.

Perhaps the others wouldn't be so bad.