Aislin smiled when Dana admitted she didn't have any stories. Being one of the less interesting students was something Aislin felt too, just from one look at her roommate. Alex was a natural strobe light. Between all the Animal Metas, Energy folk and Cerebrals, she looked at her own little ability and felt small. Like an angel fish in an ocean of sharks. Well, that may have been exaggerating, but Aislin enjoyed its poetic flair.
Jaska echoed her enthusiasm with the caves, she could only laugh when he mentioned he wasn't interested in school anymore. He was such a cute kid, honestly. Dana kinda looked down, that awkward smile back on her face. Aislin frowned, looking at her wheels. "I thought this school, with all it's funding and super-functioning humans, would also have superior technology. I'm sure hovering tech would be within the grasp of a Meta genius."
The reptilian teacher made a good impression on her. He seemed solid. It didn't quite feel like a hierarchal teacher-student relationship, not with him. She couldn't quite categorize it, but if he was leading a few of her classes, that'd be a blast. As Henry divulged information on how the Academy worked, Aislin was dead focused on him. Power training piqued her curiosity, but it sounded scary. She had never used her ability in a classroom setting, never mind arena setting. God, this school is insane... But I think I like it. Aislin chuckled, shaking her head.
"Wow, six undiscovered abilities? Do our powers really keep unfolding like that?" The idea of ever-improving abilities intrigued Aislin, she was convinced her own talent couldn't get any better than what she had. But she guessed that was narrow-minded thinking. In this new Academy world, she really had to start throwing assumptions out the window.
The certain individual who so pleasantly scared the shit out of Aislin with the thunderous crash of a cafeteria table was immediately blacklisted in her mind. Not that she could see what was really going on, but just the action was significantly rude.
She checked the time. Yikes, gotta go. Placing her utensils horizontal on her empty plate, she got up from the table. "I actually gotta run, I need to grab some stuff for class. But it was lovely getting to know you all. Professor, I'm looking forward to that expedition." She unfolded a note from her pocket and placed it on the table, flashing a grin. "This is my cell. Feel free to keep in touch, if you'd like."
She gave a little wave as she left the table, putting her tray away while giving that one table-flipper bitch laser eyes and a wide breadth. Gross, she had an entourage too. Aislin exited before them and hurried on her way.
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.
The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.
They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.
Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.
”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”
He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.
“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”
The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.
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"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.
"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.
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She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."
She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.
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"H-hey, don't beat yourself up! None of us knew THIS was going to happen... Just think about what would happen when we beat the Vygorns." Phil said, mentioning a world filled with nature and life in the absence of aliens. Beautiful, lush, with running water and wildlife once more. Cora bent her head down slowly, mentally visualizing what they could have had. Her eyes blinked fresh tears.
"Beat the Vygorns? We can't even feed ourselves now." She turned to the Light Hygron, defeat echoing behind her tired eyes. "They're too powerful, Phil. Two Elementals with the most righteous intentions would barely make a dent in their empire. The Vygorns have been here for many a-millennia, they know Kyra better than we do. Her weak points, the hairline cracks in humanity. At every turn they've used our desires against us, and now we've devoured almost everything."
Cora stood, running a hand through her gritty chocolate hair. Sand came away in her palm. Her feet almost moved on their own, walking across matted grass that crunched under her tattered shoes. She picked up a piece of mushroom, examining its shriveled tears. Tossing the mushroom into the brook, she watched it bounce along the dry bed, coming to a rest just outside the last trickle of water. It was only a matter of time before the brook dried up as well.
She picked up a twig, knocking another chunk of old mushroom into the brook. Her eyes locked with Phil's, snapping the stick in half before throwing that in too. "Their hand hovers over our last chess piece, the King. And like the Haven, death will be swift."
Unable to stomach all the death in the Haven, Cora moved closer to Phil and the entrance. Breathing in the refreshing fumes of the trash and dirt outside, Cora examined the remains of the metal cuffs around her wrists. A few links still clung to each, but the metal cuff itself was loose. It was her souvenir of the aliens, and a reminder of those dead. "Shackles are fitting. I think I'll keep these." Because it's my fault they're dead. All my fault.
A howl broke the silence. Cora saw a figure riding toward Haven, waving his arms. "Heeey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Cora blinked, rubbed her eyes, blinked again. "It can't be... Is that Will?!" She felt weak in the knees. Oh my god. Cora almost couldn't believe her eyes. Convinced none of the others had made it, she abandoned hope. The chill in her chest, all the guilt and pain she icily held onto, it warmed at the sight of another Hygron. Will, no less.
A smile of relief broke across her face as she sprinted down the mountain path, meeting them halfway. She didn't bother waiting for him to dismount, jumping up to tackle him in a bear hug, knocking them both off Tsunami. "Will, oh my god! I thought you died! We lost you in the sand and I felt awful not going back for you. I'm so, so glad you're here. Everyone else is... Is..."
She blinked, realizing she was still hugging him in the dirt. Tears in her eyes, she rolled off and stood. Her voice lowered to a somber note. "Besides you, me, and Phil... We're all that's left. It was my foolishness that caused this. The Elementals' deaths are on my head. The Haven is lost."
"Beat the Vygorns? We can't even feed ourselves now." She turned to the Light Hygron, defeat echoing behind her tired eyes. "They're too powerful, Phil. Two Elementals with the most righteous intentions would barely make a dent in their empire. The Vygorns have been here for many a-millennia, they know Kyra better than we do. Her weak points, the hairline cracks in humanity. At every turn they've used our desires against us, and now we've devoured almost everything."
Cora stood, running a hand through her gritty chocolate hair. Sand came away in her palm. Her feet almost moved on their own, walking across matted grass that crunched under her tattered shoes. She picked up a piece of mushroom, examining its shriveled tears. Tossing the mushroom into the brook, she watched it bounce along the dry bed, coming to a rest just outside the last trickle of water. It was only a matter of time before the brook dried up as well.
She picked up a twig, knocking another chunk of old mushroom into the brook. Her eyes locked with Phil's, snapping the stick in half before throwing that in too. "Their hand hovers over our last chess piece, the King. And like the Haven, death will be swift."
Unable to stomach all the death in the Haven, Cora moved closer to Phil and the entrance. Breathing in the refreshing fumes of the trash and dirt outside, Cora examined the remains of the metal cuffs around her wrists. A few links still clung to each, but the metal cuff itself was loose. It was her souvenir of the aliens, and a reminder of those dead. "Shackles are fitting. I think I'll keep these." Because it's my fault they're dead. All my fault.
A howl broke the silence. Cora saw a figure riding toward Haven, waving his arms. "Heeey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Cora blinked, rubbed her eyes, blinked again. "It can't be... Is that Will?!" She felt weak in the knees. Oh my god. Cora almost couldn't believe her eyes. Convinced none of the others had made it, she abandoned hope. The chill in her chest, all the guilt and pain she icily held onto, it warmed at the sight of another Hygron. Will, no less.
A smile of relief broke across her face as she sprinted down the mountain path, meeting them halfway. She didn't bother waiting for him to dismount, jumping up to tackle him in a bear hug, knocking them both off Tsunami. "Will, oh my god! I thought you died! We lost you in the sand and I felt awful not going back for you. I'm so, so glad you're here. Everyone else is... Is..."
She blinked, realizing she was still hugging him in the dirt. Tears in her eyes, she rolled off and stood. Her voice lowered to a somber note. "Besides you, me, and Phil... We're all that's left. It was my foolishness that caused this. The Elementals' deaths are on my head. The Haven is lost."
I've just added a few more CSes to the deposit. That means we have five active members at the moment: Ginger, Urukhai, Synchronize, Jab, and myself. I'm very happy with this number, and I'm so glad all of you decided to stick it out with me. The adversizement thread hasn't got much attention, but in the wise words of someone, "Eh, screw 'em."
I'll have a post for you today.
I was thinking we head to one of the cities to A) Train and hone our abilities. B) Struggle to survive C) Intervene with the corrupted streets of the city, slowly making a name for the Elementals. D) Avoid cops and Vygorn at all costs. Until we are ready...
I'll have a post for you today.
Jabking said
Anyone got any ideas about what is happening next after we find out who's still here?
I was thinking we head to one of the cities to A) Train and hone our abilities. B) Struggle to survive C) Intervene with the corrupted streets of the city, slowly making a name for the Elementals. D) Avoid cops and Vygorn at all costs. Until we are ready...
Name: Gilfred Mason
Age: 20
Element: Metal
Appearance: Gilfred stands at around 6’2’’, and of a normal build. His medium length, dark brown hair hair is usually combed to keep it out of his face, though that seems to not have worked on a few rouge strands that fall back in front of his face. His eyes are a deep emerald, framed with a look of alertness, but with a twinge of tiredness. His face and nose are a bit angular, but not overly so, this results in his face appearing harder than it otherwise would.
his clothing style (without the gas mask)
Personality: A smile can almost always be found on Gilfred, even if the world is coming down around his ears. He also tends to keep his head very well, making decisions more off of chess like moves than impulse, but made with the fervor and conviction of a crusader. He will also see a task out to the end, not matter the cost to himself, and takes oaths and promises very seriously.
History: Gilfred's family was not much to look at, they weren't poor, but nor were they rich, so in essence they were what passes for middle class these days. It was here that Gilfred grew up, and though his family was not special, Gilfred was not content in the background and as such he often found himself on the opposing side of the law, though his intentions were always to help someone. When his family discovered his... abilities they sent him away as much to protect themselves as him. He was to be sent to a relative's in another city, but decided against it at the last moment, a feeling of wanderlust stopping him from continuing.
Feel for element: He wields it as one would wield a sword properly, as an extension of one’s self instead of a foreign tool.
Enchanted items:
Gauntlets Of Vulcan:
Clarent:
"The Sword of Peace" and "The King's Betrayer", Clarent is a strong, old blade that shows no signs of age or weakness anywhere. The blade of the broadsword itself has a sheen like freshly polished steel, and is set in a hilt and cross guard made of a darker metal and strong wood.
Immunity: the Aegis of the Behemoth: Gilfred's immunity takes the form of heavy plate armor that forms wherever he is attacked (eg. if a bullet would hit his chest it is deflected off the breastplate that formed, a knife aimed at his legs would bounce off the grieves, and so on). Under certain situations the entire suit can materialize. Unity can be used to fuse the Aegis into a solid suit, with a bit of concentration and power drain, though it still remains flexible, as if the chain link joints were still separate peaces
Pet: Gawain, an Enfield
Age: 20
Element: Metal
Appearance: Gilfred stands at around 6’2’’, and of a normal build. His medium length, dark brown hair hair is usually combed to keep it out of his face, though that seems to not have worked on a few rouge strands that fall back in front of his face. His eyes are a deep emerald, framed with a look of alertness, but with a twinge of tiredness. His face and nose are a bit angular, but not overly so, this results in his face appearing harder than it otherwise would.
his clothing style (without the gas mask)
Personality: A smile can almost always be found on Gilfred, even if the world is coming down around his ears. He also tends to keep his head very well, making decisions more off of chess like moves than impulse, but made with the fervor and conviction of a crusader. He will also see a task out to the end, not matter the cost to himself, and takes oaths and promises very seriously.
History: Gilfred's family was not much to look at, they weren't poor, but nor were they rich, so in essence they were what passes for middle class these days. It was here that Gilfred grew up, and though his family was not special, Gilfred was not content in the background and as such he often found himself on the opposing side of the law, though his intentions were always to help someone. When his family discovered his... abilities they sent him away as much to protect themselves as him. He was to be sent to a relative's in another city, but decided against it at the last moment, a feeling of wanderlust stopping him from continuing.
Feel for element: He wields it as one would wield a sword properly, as an extension of one’s self instead of a foreign tool.
Enchanted items:
Gauntlets Of Vulcan:
- Shatter: Worn of the right hand Shatter is the most offence oriented of the two, as it is able to be fragmented into razor sharp shards and reconstituted with little power drain .
- Unity: Worn of the left hand, Unity is the opposite of Shatter, as it is able to fuse metal together at a molecular level, in essence it is able to cold forge pieces of metal. Some items, such as the Aegis, gain interesting properties when unity affects them.
Each of these Gauntlets are a deep brass color and look to be made of highly stylized plate mail. On the center of the forearm guard of each is a silver shard which seems to be the center of the stylization.
Clarent:
"The Sword of Peace" and "The King's Betrayer", Clarent is a strong, old blade that shows no signs of age or weakness anywhere. The blade of the broadsword itself has a sheen like freshly polished steel, and is set in a hilt and cross guard made of a darker metal and strong wood.
Immunity: the Aegis of the Behemoth: Gilfred's immunity takes the form of heavy plate armor that forms wherever he is attacked (eg. if a bullet would hit his chest it is deflected off the breastplate that formed, a knife aimed at his legs would bounce off the grieves, and so on). Under certain situations the entire suit can materialize. Unity can be used to fuse the Aegis into a solid suit, with a bit of concentration and power drain, though it still remains flexible, as if the chain link joints were still separate peaces
Pet: Gawain, an Enfield
Name: Phil Ripley
Age: 18
Element: Light
Appearance:
Personaliy: Serious, Apprehensive yet Calm and Sociable around people he trusts.
History: Phil's Parents where miners within the rock hills when they was murdered, "Too-Much up-keep" and "A drain on our resources" a couple of the guards said with certainty. Phil escaped the mines at the age of 16. he didn't want freedom though, he wanted revenge. he walked around for around a year, fighting to survive and find a way to mould his revenge. At the age of 18 somewhere in Atlanta, He awoke with a shock, his hands glowed a gentle white that made the people around him, not run in fear, but just stare with a calm gaze. This happened, at least, until his hand erupted with a blinding light which caused a small dragon, the size of someone's head to appear. Phil was... calm as the dragon spoke " I am Toran, The dragon of knowledge and light" He spoke with a wise tone "You must leave, they are probably looking for us as I speak, Just know I am here to help and will always be with you". Phil escaped Atlanta with his haste and decided he would make his way towards Nature's Haven.
Feel for element: Phil can altar light around him which allows him to conjure weapons or use light to distract, heal and (Temporarily) blind people and animals. The problem is, Phil needs Light to do anything, but only a little.
Enchanted items:
A glove that conjures a ball of pure light, It has infinite charges but it can only summon one charge per day.
Guardian:
Toran, The Dragon Of Knowledge and Light
Age: 18
Element: Light
Appearance:
Personaliy: Serious, Apprehensive yet Calm and Sociable around people he trusts.
History: Phil's Parents where miners within the rock hills when they was murdered, "Too-Much up-keep" and "A drain on our resources" a couple of the guards said with certainty. Phil escaped the mines at the age of 16. he didn't want freedom though, he wanted revenge. he walked around for around a year, fighting to survive and find a way to mould his revenge. At the age of 18 somewhere in Atlanta, He awoke with a shock, his hands glowed a gentle white that made the people around him, not run in fear, but just stare with a calm gaze. This happened, at least, until his hand erupted with a blinding light which caused a small dragon, the size of someone's head to appear. Phil was... calm as the dragon spoke " I am Toran, The dragon of knowledge and light" He spoke with a wise tone "You must leave, they are probably looking for us as I speak, Just know I am here to help and will always be with you". Phil escaped Atlanta with his haste and decided he would make his way towards Nature's Haven.
Feel for element: Phil can altar light around him which allows him to conjure weapons or use light to distract, heal and (Temporarily) blind people and animals. The problem is, Phil needs Light to do anything, but only a little.
Enchanted items:
A glove that conjures a ball of pure light, It has infinite charges but it can only summon one charge per day.
Guardian:
Toran, The Dragon Of Knowledge and Light
Age: 25
Element: Water
Appearance:
Personality: Will is very laidback and is usually very casual but this does mean he may seem like he doesn't care but this is far from the truth and can be more than serious qnd even overprotective when needs be. When fighting, he seems cool and collected but thks is merely the calm before the storm as he hits hard and fast
History: Will hasn't had a very interesting life outside of his fightning days. Will was a boxer and very good at it too. Spectators said he moved like water and flowed in and out of rhythms but his punches hit like a hurricane.
Feel for element: Will flows with his element and fits him very well.
Enchanted items: A whistle which he uses to control his Guardian.
Poseidon's Wrath
A spear which edge can split into three parts, the tip can come of, turning it into a dagger. This leaves the second part as a staff which can then split further into two seperate batons.
Kraken
A whip made out of water except for the handle. This can be used for movement and attack.
Guardian: A Water elemental wolf called Tsunami which is quick and can get through small narrow passages as he can turn into water and back into a wolf again.
Element: Water
Appearance:
Personality: Will is very laidback and is usually very casual but this does mean he may seem like he doesn't care but this is far from the truth and can be more than serious qnd even overprotective when needs be. When fighting, he seems cool and collected but thks is merely the calm before the storm as he hits hard and fast
History: Will hasn't had a very interesting life outside of his fightning days. Will was a boxer and very good at it too. Spectators said he moved like water and flowed in and out of rhythms but his punches hit like a hurricane.
Feel for element: Will flows with his element and fits him very well.
Enchanted items: A whistle which he uses to control his Guardian.
Poseidon's Wrath
A spear which edge can split into three parts, the tip can come of, turning it into a dagger. This leaves the second part as a staff which can then split further into two seperate batons.
Kraken
A whip made out of water except for the handle. This can be used for movement and attack.
Guardian: A Water elemental wolf called Tsunami which is quick and can get through small narrow passages as he can turn into water and back into a wolf again.
Mr Allen J said
We'll we are going to do classes off screen, but I'll come up with something. But power training takes up the last hour or two of school
Ah, okay. So I won't worry about it then. (However, I'm really looking forward to experiencing power training, I can't wait 'till we get there.)
InfernoBlaze said
I am glad to say that I completed Veronica's sheet and updated the relationships of all three of my characters! Also posted the introductory post! (Man, was it a hard RP day, today!)
Hehe, I saw and I read. You're a writing machine, Inferno.
@Allen:
I was curious on what the timetables look like for the students. How many classes do they have a day, and does Power Training take up the entire afternoon? Were we mocking up timetables or does the story not require that much detail?
I was curious on what the timetables look like for the students. How many classes do they have a day, and does Power Training take up the entire afternoon? Were we mocking up timetables or does the story not require that much detail?
Aislin watched Jaska's chivalry with a high amount of amusement. His dramatic sweep of a wing made her giggle. "Aw, how charming. The ladies must adore you."
When the little dragon mentioned his want to explore the jungle, she felt he spoke her mind. Ever since they reached the island she's had a constant nag behind her thoughts, the urge to see what's out there. If the island was to be their new home, she almost felt it was her obligation to partake in some thorough jungle adventuring. "Oh, I know, and I was planning on exploring it myself as soon as I could. It's almost like the school's surrounded by a humongous jungle playground, and I just want to play."
"Dana, eh? Beautiful name." Aislin turned to Dana, flashing her a grin. "Wow, you're the first Full student I've seen. Do you really stay all-year round? I bet you'd see like, everything. Which would make for some potentially interesting school stories." She winked, dropping an innocent hint. Not that she was intentionally trying to nose. Dana looked like one of the other, more mature students. They tended to know what was really going on, based off experience.
She laughed when Henry introduced himself, mischief in her eyes. His reptilian features really were fascinating to watch up close. Especially his eyes. "Mr. Olin, the pleasure is all mine. I love teachers, got nothing but respect for them. The amount of dedication they put into their work is impressive. I find they never have a sense of humor, though. That's usually where teachers find they don't like me so much." She shrugged, a sly grin on her lips. "But Professor, you seem to have a funny bone. I'm sure we'll get along juuuust fine."
Aislin was a prankster at heart. She admitted that a long time ago. Teachers never really liked her for long, only because each and every one of them had a stick shoved up someplace dark. They didn't understand the philosophy behind having fun at someone else's expense. School was a box, a lifeless, routine-oriented box filled with equations and homework. In her mind, pranks cracked the ceiling open long enough to make it all worth it.
"Yeah, I heard this place was artificial." Aislin said, nodding along with Henry's train of thought. "An expedition after class is a genius idea, I'm so down. We should get as many new students as we can; if they're anything like me they'll be dying to explore the island."
When Henry mentioned the cave system to Jaska, Aislin's eyes glittered. A cave system? That's like, hitting the jackpot in adventuring terms. She thought giddily, almost not noticing a wave of translucent light pass through their table. Only moments later when a second pulse coursed over the cafeteria did she clue in. The pulse was very faint, looking similar to the white haze of inanimate objects when she saw their auras. The best description for it was static, almost a fuzz that no one else appeared to notice. And although Aislin could easily see the ripple-effect of the static, it was difficult to follow the static to its source. Eventually she narrowed it down to one fellow. He was on the other side of the cafeteria, but she recognized him from before. He's one of the students missing an arm!
Deciding to get curious on his perfectly toned ass later, Aislin turned back to the table. She blushed as she realized she'd been tuned out for a couple minutes. "Sorry, I thought I saw something." She quickly stuffed her face with a few more mouthfuls, devouring the last hash brown.
"So, uh. What are the first classes of the day, Professor?"
When the little dragon mentioned his want to explore the jungle, she felt he spoke her mind. Ever since they reached the island she's had a constant nag behind her thoughts, the urge to see what's out there. If the island was to be their new home, she almost felt it was her obligation to partake in some thorough jungle adventuring. "Oh, I know, and I was planning on exploring it myself as soon as I could. It's almost like the school's surrounded by a humongous jungle playground, and I just want to play."
"Dana, eh? Beautiful name." Aislin turned to Dana, flashing her a grin. "Wow, you're the first Full student I've seen. Do you really stay all-year round? I bet you'd see like, everything. Which would make for some potentially interesting school stories." She winked, dropping an innocent hint. Not that she was intentionally trying to nose. Dana looked like one of the other, more mature students. They tended to know what was really going on, based off experience.
She laughed when Henry introduced himself, mischief in her eyes. His reptilian features really were fascinating to watch up close. Especially his eyes. "Mr. Olin, the pleasure is all mine. I love teachers, got nothing but respect for them. The amount of dedication they put into their work is impressive. I find they never have a sense of humor, though. That's usually where teachers find they don't like me so much." She shrugged, a sly grin on her lips. "But Professor, you seem to have a funny bone. I'm sure we'll get along juuuust fine."
Aislin was a prankster at heart. She admitted that a long time ago. Teachers never really liked her for long, only because each and every one of them had a stick shoved up someplace dark. They didn't understand the philosophy behind having fun at someone else's expense. School was a box, a lifeless, routine-oriented box filled with equations and homework. In her mind, pranks cracked the ceiling open long enough to make it all worth it.
"Yeah, I heard this place was artificial." Aislin said, nodding along with Henry's train of thought. "An expedition after class is a genius idea, I'm so down. We should get as many new students as we can; if they're anything like me they'll be dying to explore the island."
When Henry mentioned the cave system to Jaska, Aislin's eyes glittered. A cave system? That's like, hitting the jackpot in adventuring terms. She thought giddily, almost not noticing a wave of translucent light pass through their table. Only moments later when a second pulse coursed over the cafeteria did she clue in. The pulse was very faint, looking similar to the white haze of inanimate objects when she saw their auras. The best description for it was static, almost a fuzz that no one else appeared to notice. And although Aislin could easily see the ripple-effect of the static, it was difficult to follow the static to its source. Eventually she narrowed it down to one fellow. He was on the other side of the cafeteria, but she recognized him from before. He's one of the students missing an arm!
Deciding to get curious on his perfectly toned ass later, Aislin turned back to the table. She blushed as she realized she'd been tuned out for a couple minutes. "Sorry, I thought I saw something." She quickly stuffed her face with a few more mouthfuls, devouring the last hash brown.
"So, uh. What are the first classes of the day, Professor?"
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