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[indent][sub][COLOR=SILVER][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [i]Stadium[/i] - [i]Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=SILVER][b]First Class #2.33[/b][/COLOR] [I]Duck, Duck, Goose[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][sub][color=SILVER][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]N/A[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=SILVER][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]N/A[/I][/right][/SUP]
[INDENT]Suzie had arrived early to the Chimera's Lair. Although there was no need for her to do so, given the announcement, she felt that it would be best for appearances. How Suzie presented herself today would likely affect how her new potential teammates saw her. She was set on transferring into the H.E.A.T. program, and today would be her first time meeting those that were already enrolled. Being early set an expectation, whereas being late would've served no purpose save for making her look like she didn't give a rat's ass about the ceremony, her new team and everything else.

As she waited for her fellow students to arrive, Suzie felt, for once in sometime, she had peace of mind. No braggarts getting their asses humbled. No fake machoism to deal with. Serenity, at last. Just her and the joys of silence. 

[color=fd211f]"Well, just me and the birds, I guess."[/color] Suzie spoke, flicking a freeze-dried cricket from a small baggie onto the field, where a goose had been standing. For some reason, the Canadian geese here were extremely food-motivated. [color=fd211f]"You know, Lehrer, this stuff isn't free. You guys are going to run me dry."[/color]

[color=white]"Look, boss, I can expla—"[/color]

[color=fd211f]"No need to. Just keep me updated on everything, as you were."[/color] Suzie glanced to the entrance, noticing the arrival of some of her fellow students. With a hand, she waved Lehrer off. [color=fd211f]"Looks like it's time to cut loose. I'll catch up later."[/color]

Watching Lehrer fly off, Suzie walked over towards where the Swap had been designated to take place, and took her place off to the side. The thought that she was the only non-newbie to P.R.C.U. here crossed her mind. Would her new teammates plan on looking to her for guidance? Was she going to be a glorified tour guide? These teams were also the ones that had been affected by Hyperion's onslaught on the school. Had she traded boasting and swank for anxious hostility? Suzie wasn't quite sure yet, but depending on how they reacted here and now, that question would answer itself.

As the students began to gather, Suzie watched them carefully for any particularly notable expression or reaction that happened to stand out while Jonas began to speak. The teams looked worse for wear, yet it didn't take a genius to figure out that Jonas' speech would rub some nerves the wrong way. Death and hurt made people sensitive. Volatile, even. Suzie knew that the hard way when she should've died all those days ago. 

Truthfully, Suzie felt that the school wasn't giving her peers time to grieve. Yes, things needed to continue. But it had only been a week since these teams had watched one of their classmates be cut down by a known terrorist. The Team Swap felt forced and unnatural. The feelings they felt now might not be the feelings they felt later tomorrow or in a week or in a month. But the choice they made now would be permanent nonetheless.

[color=fd211f][i]Hopefully no one makes a decision they might regret.[/i][/color]

After the faculty staff finished addressing everyone, attention was suddenly drawn to Suzie as Aaron, Team Eclipse's representative, motioned her over so he could introduce her to the three teams.

[color=white]"This is Suzanna Poots, she's previously been attending P.R.C.U. but decided to transfer into the H.E.A.T program."[/color] 

[color=fd211f][i]You did not just—[/i][/color] 

Suzie was flabbergasted. Sure, Suzanna was her actual name. But it was her [i]great-grandmother's[/i] name, and Suzie despised being called it! Nonetheless, Suzie fought the temptation to groan, and instead bid her tongue as Aaron turned to address her personally. Now was not a time to make a scene, especially in front of so many people.

[color=white]"In your case, you get three armbands. You still only have two choices to make, so just tuck the extra in your back pocket or place it on the ground in front of you. Remember, the right hand is your preferred choice, left is your secondary."[/color]

[color=fd211f]"Loud and clear."[/color] Suzie acknowledged, so desperately wanting to respond with "A-Aron".

Taking the armbands from Jess, Suzie looked towards the three teams once again as the whistle was blown. Although she had to pick two of them, Suzie didn't plan on rushing her choice. Instead, she continued to observe their reactions, waiting to see who was going to make their move first. If anything, her choice was a much more favorable position than what the three teams had to pick from, solely for the lack of baggage Suzie had.[/INDENT][/INDENT][/color]