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Oh @Lord Wraith was thinking that if you ever want to introduce more teaching staff, that Miguel Barragan (Bunker) could probably make a great media teacher or something. Either that or he could come in to give a seminar on public speaking, idk. Currently reading Teen Titans and him becoming famous on social media got me thinking :P
CASEY HARPER


As the group began reading through their copies of Star Wars, Casey had to hold back his amazement as no other than Richard came to sit down among them. Surely this wasn’t actually happening? Hadn’t Casey just rudely instructed someone who was beating the kid up to break his stupid wand? It would assume Gandalf here hadn’t heard. Either that or the kid was just extremely desperate to make friends, no matter what they had done to him in the past. Whatever the reason was, Casey didn’t care. He neglected to say anything to the kid however as the lesson progressed, although the fairy made sure to appear bored or irritated every time the guy read a line.

Other than the inclusion of Richard, Casey enjoyed the lesson, with the sound of the bell briefly filling him with a small amount of disappointment. Realizing that his next lesson was the A.R.C., the fey slowed his actions, planning on delaying his journey to the simulation session in some sort of half-assed protest. He filled his messenger bag with his new book, saying a short, silent goodbye to his future role on the cover, Darth Vader, as he did so. Bidding goodbye to both Tanya and Mari, he made his way out of the room and down the corridor behind the rest of the student horde heading towards the A.R.C.

Luckily the rain had now stopped, despite how emotional Freddie was probably feeling at this point. Casey made his way swiftly through the school despite this though, just in case another downpour started. Striding into the A.R.C.’s foyer, the green haired teen began to dart his eyes around the room, attempting to hone in on a familiar face. Catching site of that all so familiar yellow umbrella, Casey’s heart skipped a beat. Smiling, he crept forward, his bare feet masking his approach with silence. As he approached, Casey listened in as she spoke, recognising the Galiac language instantly.

“Well that pretty much excludes everyone from this dump.” Casey interrupted, moving around Mailsi’s left side and flashing her a smile once they were face to face.

Glancing around the room at all the fellow students, Casey too began to internally wish the same thing his friend had. He hated the majority of these sessions as it was. He wouldn’t be able to take getting placed on a team with one of Corrigan’s less gifted students as even if the games were trash, it was always nice winning. Hopefully he’d be placed with people he actually liked. Like Mailsi.

“How was…um…whatever you just had?” Casey asked awkwardly, attempting to both keep up a decent conversation, as well as remember his friend’s time table. “Theatre was a bore.” Lie. “Had Richard come and join us. Urgh.”
@Natty would Ms.America perhaps know where Steve Rogers crashed (Roughly). She'd obviously know that he likely survived the accident.

Could give that to S.H.I.E.L.D to let him be found perhaps.


Yeah that could work! Would have to be after this Hyperion encounter though if it happens. Could just have it slip out in the middle of a convo with FalCap once she gets to the Triskellion like "So i take it Roger's didn't make it out of the _________?" ot something idk
What an inspiration that man is! :')
Is it bad that if I end up creating a second character i'm considering making him the son/grandson/nephew of Snowflame? Either that or I'm going to steal Weird Tales' idea and play as a bear. Ah the possiblities!
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That would be an idea @Facepunch. Also @Natty it would help set things up better :P...

Trust me on that one.


Yeah that could work if Facepunch is up for it! Maybe get her to be suspicious or something idk
I'll get a post up for this tomorrow! Apologies if anyone's been waiting on me!
Honestly not too happy with how that post went but at least it's done!

Time for FalCap to come and pick up the bad guys and recruit America @Sep


Looking around at the trashed penthouse suite around her, America Chavez tried to put together exactly what had happened. At her feet lay countless unconscious body guards. Among them was the infamous Pusher Man. Thank God that he was out as one more word from him and America wouldn’t have been able to control herself. To his left, sat Quire, who was slouched against the desk massaging his forehead slightly with him fingers. He gave America a short, half-assed smile before she moved on with her eyes. Derek Bishop lay unconscious too, a short distance from the desk. The only noticeable difference between him and the rest seemed to be a deep red cut across the side of his face. That had been the second arrow which Kate had fired.

“Oh, Kate…” America murmured to herself as she turned to look at the girl. She sat away from the group by one of the penthouse’s bay windows in silence. America had mixed feelings about the girl. She was skilled, she had to give her that. The girl had just finished her archery session, hence the bow, and boy was she good with that thing. Quentin had quickly telepathically told her during the conflict that archery wasn’t the only thing she was good at. The mutant had read Kate’s mind. Apparently the girl regularly took part in training sessions for a whole range of things, from martial arts, to sword fighting and archery. Again, she was good. However she had been reckless. She would have probably killed her father with that first arrow if America hadn’t had stopped it. America couldn’t exactly blame her for lashing out though. The man had literally admitted to killing her mother. America would probably have done the same.

Glancing back towards the numerous unconscious henchmen and the two ring leaders, America began thinking about what to do next. She couldn’t just leave them all hear. They’d just carrying on as normal and continue their mutant growth hormone trade. Nor could she kill them, regardless of how much Pusher Man made her want to. That was when America remembered the card that lay in her pocket. S.H.I.E.L.D. could help. This was totally their kind of thing! She swiftly pulled out the card and glanced at the number before turning towards Quentin.

“Hey, Q. You mind…”

Before she could continue, the mutant shot her another smile and sprung to his feet. “On it boss.” He said mockingly before grabbing the phone on the desk and began punching in the phone number. America grimaced slightly as he did it. Obviously her psychic defences weren’t as strong as she had thought. Shit.

Now however wasn’t the time to worry about that. As Quentin began mouthing off at the S.H.I.E.L.D. secretary on the phone for putting him on hold, America decided it was time to something important.

“Hey chica…” America spoke calmly as she came to sit next to Kate. She was frozen, staring down at the city below through the glass. America, noticing a tear running down the girls face, moved her arm gently, gently wiping it away. “You did good today.”

A series of sobs followed from the young girl who burrowed her head into her hands.

America wrapped her arms around her. “Don’t worry. It’s going to be ok. Everything is going to be ok.”
@Natsu I take it Richard didn't hear Casey's comment to Rick then? :P
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