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@liferusher

Only twice.
@Ey Iran

Holy shit man, can I please be you?
Hope you guys don't mind the nosy asshole NPCs I've just unleashed on the school. :P

They're all future Homeowner's Association members. I guarantee it.
An NPC walking to Kano's office at mid-Lunch.




A student with a clipboard and a rather pathetic looking 'Hall Monitor' sticker stuck to his right shoulder sleeve hurriedly walked down the hallway towards Headmaster Kano's office. Upon arrival, he heard three voices inside and decided not to interfere with whatever was happening at the moment. He looked over the paperwork on the clipboard - it appeared to be an incident report. The date was left blank because the incident was not yet completely resolved.



The voices in the Headmaster's room hadn't stopped speaking. The student, unaware that the conversation would likely shortly be over, slid the report off of the clipboard and dropped it into Headmaster Kano's inbox, on top of an indeterminate number of other similar reports of much lesser incidents, including littering of all things. The Hall Monitor club was unnecessary, of course, given that the teachers themselves were more than capable of defending both the facility and its students from harm, and that the school grounds themselves were highly protective as well, but that didn't stop them from trying to maintain order regardless. The current members of the club were known for being nuisances to Academy staff and generally trying to make staff members look bad. This particular member of the club scurried back off to his assigned post to spy on the other students after finishing his mail run.
@liferusher

that's way too many D:
I'm up for continuing so long as other people are too.




Day 2, 12:35 PM, Lunchtime




"Blood element? You can manipulate blood?"
"Blood?"

Brunhilde blurted out her own questioning comment at the exact same time as Saqui had, and raised an eyebrow at the other girl. It was good to see they were on the same wavelength, even though Saqui was clearly running at a much higher amplitude. She gave a short nod to Feather and continued writing in the notebook, listening as the larger girl continued chattering away.

Both of her lunchtime companions seemed to be rather stable, if slightly odd. Brunhilde found herself scribbling down thoughts regarding both of them as Saqui very nearly carried on the conversation solo. Augustus was level-headed, but was unused to company, it seemed - and seemed to have some sort of complex about doing medical work. His girth was the most astonishing thing about him, though - perhaps some sort of hormonal disorder. Saqui was... Well, your typical excitable teenager, save for the fact that she was in an elemental academy packed to the brim with oddballs and edgy shitheads that think they're somehow better than everyone else. Her relative normality made her stand out in the crowd. Periodically she added something to the short descriptive text at the top of each portrait rather than merely writing down the conversation.

Saki(?)_______ Shikoba, or Feather. First year. Air user. Airhead. Excitable. Friendly. Curious. South Dakota.
Augustus Colonel. First year. Blood user. Anxious? Wall of muscle. Friendly. Nurse. Medicine. Local.


Brunhilde's head lifted from the notebook at Saqui's question. "How long have you both been practising?" - it was a very simple one that Brunhilde didn't need her diary for at all, which was good, because it wasn't there in the first place.

"I'm from Tukturjuk, around fifty miles off the coast of Baffin Island. I've been practicing my air manipulation since I was six years old or so."

Augustus's statement that he was the junior nurse came as a mild surprise to Brunhilde, who hadn't even considered that there would be doctors of any sort on the school grounds. It made sense, of course, given the sheer volume of mortal wounds that students must get here on a day to day basis. Almost the instant the thought crossed her mind, a fourth student intruded by tapping her on the left shoulder. He appeared to be holding a notepad of his own, as well as wearing some sort of goofy uniform. Hall Monitor was printed in colorful 90s Word Art on a sticker he wore on his sleeve. The sticker didn't look remotely official, and seemed to be about to fall off.

"You're Brunhilde, right? Arthur sent me to check up on you, make sure you're doing alright after the incident yesterday."
"...Who, and what?"
"Hm. Thank you for your time."

The supposed hall monitor sighed and scribbled a few things down in his notepad before scurrying off dejectedly to leave the others to their business. It had been a very short conversation, and he seemed to have expected Brunhilde's response. Brunhilde took a quick look at the notepad to get back on track with the students at the lunch table.

"Junior nurse? That's pretty awesome. Not a lot of guys are willing to do that sort of thing."

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@FaithsRose
Yo! you still here?


I saw Dark mention in another RP that some stuff was happening and he'd be away. I'm not sure how long he'll be gone.
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