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@MacDuffy

That settles it. Hondo is amazing.
Yeah, this seems to happen in a lot of really popular RPs. While it'd be nice if the post rate stayed high, people are at risk of being left in the dust until it naturally slows down.

It should be back down to a normal, healthy post rate by tomorrow on its own.
@VitaVitaAR@Cu Chulainn

Edited post to include appropriate responses. Sorry 'bout that!
@VitaVitaAR

Oh, right. I'll edit that in. Thanks for catching that! :P

@Cu Chulainn, ninja'd, editing a response in.

Jonathan Walker



Jonathan was too dizzy and confused to think of a coherent response from his spot in the grass. He tried anyway. "Wh-w... Wat?" was all he could manage. Pervert?, he thought. He tried to remember what he said so he could look it up online later, just in case it was something really offensive.

Just then, a new person approached. Jonathan wasn't able to tell if the new person was male, female, student, or teacher. "Ungh... Yeah, that... Sounds good. I'll talk to you after, uh, class."

He accepted Professor Yuki's hand and slowly pulled himself off the ground. His coat was slightly dusty and twisted from his fall.

@tipssyCalibrator@Cu Chulainn


Daler Ghumman



Daler nodded sleepily. He didn't show anything even vaguely resembling surprise, and seemed to have been expecting it. That said, it was pretty entertaining to watch. Jonathan was good-natured enough to handle himself without causing further trouble, and didn't seem to be interested in (or capable of) fighting back at the moment.

"I'd hardly call that a fight. And believe me, he deserved that one."

@Mercurial@Hammerman@Silver Carrot@Western Robot


Brock Van de Vate



Brock smiled more and offered his hand for a split second -- just in time to hear the sound of cracking cartilage. He turned his head to the sound of the commotion. Just like that, the big guy was already down -- how was someone that strong that pathetic?

The small redhead was standing over him shouting some such about him being a pervert. Holy shit she was strong.

"...Uh... Think he's alright?"

@VitaVitaAR

Jonathan Walker



Jonathan watched Akiko's expression go from one of relative neutrality to one of sheer rage. Had he said something wr-
WHAM!


A fist cut off his train of thought long before he could even consider reacting and a distinct stinging feeling told him that his nose was broken and he was on the ground. Again. This had happened to him last year, too. Daler, meanwhile, was simply watching disapprovingly. He'd have to step in if they didn't knock it off on their own.

Daler Ghumman



Daler perked up and opened his eyes again when he heard Freyja's thoughts towards him. That woman always managed to snap him out of a nap, to his great annoyance, but at least she meant well by it. It was a stroke of luck that Freyja's tone of thinking pulled him out of his nap, as the typically empty-headed Alexei showed up shortly after with his usual booming voice. Daler would have fallen out of his golf cart if he hadn't already woken back up. It felt like the man only thought when he spoke more often than not, though Daler was sure that was just because he wasn't listening hard enough.

"Good to see you, Alexei, Freyja. I was wondering when you two would show up," the old telepath said voicelessly to the gathering of staff members. "Just the usual introductions. Nothing big has happened, but I'd keep my eye on the crowd if I were you. There's a spark in the air."

A short glance towards Clarabelle, whom he hadn't noticed before, told him all he needed to know about the girl Mako was chaperoning. There was some variant of deep feeling of neglect present, but Daler was certain that Mako could handle it at the moment. Otherwise, he'd simply have to wait for Mako to ask for his help - or for Clarabelle to come to him herself. Nonintervention was his 'thing' for the past few years, and he wasn't about to give that up unless absolutely necessary.

@Mercurial@Hammerman@Silver Carrot@Western Robot


Brock Van de Vate



Brock put on his best smile and nodded to Natsuki. She would definitely be a good peon ally. "In that case, would you like to be my friend? Haven't really met anyone else here yet and you seem really cool."

He was noticeably ignoring the entire rest of the crowd.

@VitaVitaAR


Jonathan Walker



Hondo and Ryuuto both seemed to be present, and Jonathan made a mental note to say hello to both of them properly after the ceremony. In the meantime, he figured the introductions were quieting down enough to try to get to know the girl with the bat. He didn't quite know why, but she seemed like someone he'd like - especially given her almost excessive enthusiasm and her introductory speech. The year hadn't really started yet, but it'd be a good chance to fill up his study group, so he approached her with a greeting in mind. It wasn't the best thought out one. Counselor Daler, across the lawn, found himself bewitched by the stunning display of stupidity he was hearing. It was like watching a train wreck in progress to the old man.

"Hey, uh... Would you be up for swinging by my dorm later for some hot coffee?"

@tipssyCalibrator

Daler Ghumman



Daler had fallen half asleep. In his golf cart, completely upright. Just how many years had he been practicing that, anyway? Despite his apparent sleep, he had one eye slightly cracked and was lazily scanning the crowd for any trouble. The voices in their heads were loud, jumbled, and he heard a few more private thoughts than he cared to admit. Brock, the boy in red, was definitely going to be in his classroom for sexual harassment at some point. And normal harassment. And possibly assault, battery, and theft. Another student -- Leo -- seemed to have a second voice speaking to him, which was also a little worrying, but beyond that, there wasn't much out of the ordinary.

Mako's conversation with the good Doctor interested him, but as a matter of policy, he didn't speak about the private thoughts of his students no matter how worrisome they were. A good cross-section of the student body was developing in his mind and he was curious as to how the year would play out.

"Fun's one word for it. Trouble more like," Daler said. Or, rather, Mako and Doctor Shin heard him speak. Typical of Daler - abusing his telepathy to conserve energy. "We've got a bunch of royal firecrackers in there. It's great for the Institute, but I think we might have a hard year ahead."

@Silver Carrot@Western Robot
@Western Robot

I'll wait for your edit before posting my next bit, then. :)

Edit: Oh, you already did it. Postin'.
@Silver Carrot

No problem :P

I'll just move forwards with this. Mako doesn't necessarily have to have met Daler before picking up his position, though as staff, she'd definitely know about him and his reputation for terrorizing problem students. Rather than handing off the position in person, he'd have relinquished it when he heard someone better in that area of counseling was moving into the staff.
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