NationStates Jolt Archive

Kisar sends a wave of pain going out telepathicly in all directions

Sakura stops for a moment and feels the pain wave sent to her. She suddenly sends a even more powerful electric like shock to the epicenter of the wave

Genesis raises her hands. Genesis is a psion of a high level of speciality, and a teacher at the Shentavo Academy. He deflects the wave and continues to watch, wondering where he learned that from...

with his TSD masters training he manages to deflect it to it's point of origin

Sakura already on the move again isn't even phased by her own attack. She turns her own energy into a small tracking wave in a way

Kisar senses the move

Kisar:You'll NEVER ESCAPE ME! I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN LIKE THE ANIMAL YOU ARE!

sends rapid bursts of pain in all directions

Sakura easly starts defelcting them into each other. Sakur quickly pin points Kisar's location and jumps into the air and throws a primed stun grenade sent to impact explode at Kisar

Kisar uses his power to grab the grenade and throw it in the air

(he's alittle telekinetic)

Genesis steped out of the Shadows, effortlessly avoiding the blast. "Just what are you trying to hit?" she said, looking around..someone else was there.

OOC: Where do students pack such firepower?

Genesis levitates to the granade and grabs it. It explodes in her hand, but is contained in an energy orb. What were they fighting over? She closes her hand around the orb, and like glass, it shatters into nothingness.

Sakura shoots the grenade a with her canaster rifle showing herself for a split second then she lands and continues moving towards Link.
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Link draws his M9D and looks intime to see the stun grenade explosion and says "Get in the Warthog and turn it on. Your going to be getting your driving lessons very soon."

OOC: Besides inner city New York.....

but Kisar was still alittle too close to the stun grenade and he get's thrown back into a wall.

Kisar:ARRG! *CRACK!* MY LEG!

slumps aginst the wall

OOC: Besides inner city New York.....
hehehe

(alright...since my posts and my character are TOTALLY being ignored in everything i have done since my first post... daniella tg me...we need to discuss things)

((I didn't see your post I fixed mine so It would fit in))

OOC: I know what ya mean, I stay away for a day, and I have to read through five pages to catch up! You're not being ignored, just overlooked.

Genesis caught a glimpse of a woman, she immediately bares her fangs and heads of with immense spead on the trail of Sakura.

Sakura quickly jumps up again and lands on the fence and begens running across it then jumps off again and spots Link and the warthog.
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Link can some how see the cloaked out line of Sakura and shouts "Start the Warthog ASAP!!"

Rebecca listens to David's order and smiles to the server. "I'll have the same but no olives. And make mine a whole sandwich." Just as the woman was about to walk away. "Oh, and a glass of soda. Thanks."

She watched her retreating back, then turned to David. She made an unconscious grab for the salt pot and began to push it between her hands. "Yeah, you are quiet. But then all my friends are quiet." She smiled, as she watched the expression on his face. "I've been told it's because I'm a chatterbox, and never let anyone else get a word in." She shrugged.

David also put in an order for soda at the last minute, and sipped lightly on it once it arrived. He bit his bottom lip slightly as she talked, then smiled. "You, a chatterbox? I'd never have thought it," he laughed. "Really, though, I don't see it. I know plenty of people who just talk for the pleasure of hearing themselves. You're not one of them."

The subject needed a change, he thought, in light of his somewhat off-keel response. "Uh, not an olive fan, eh? I like them, though at home they have to be imported all the way from Troobodia or Tharia."

Kisar weakly get's up

Kisar:man that hurt like heck

sees link going to the warthog

Genesis runs, slightly levitating one inch above the ground. She sends a powerful surge of energy toward Sakura in an attempt to stop her. Her icy eyes spoted her and heard her heart beating...

Kisar adds his power to Genesis's

Kisar:here. i am adding my power to your own

Sakura suddenly hit by the energy trips and falls off the fence but quickly getts back up. Link starts running towards Sakura firing blndly at her hoping the rounds actualy might hit her

Genesis continues to gain on her. The psion yet sends another surge...Com'mon..hit her...

Genesis was startled. I am a psion and a Shentavo...I have a great deal of power..but this will help...thank you... *she strengthins her attacks.

Kisar aids her again

this time he does it as HARD as he can

Genesis was startled. I am a psion and a Shentavo...I have a great deal of power..but this will help...thank you... *she strengthins her attacks.

Sakura lunges at Link and spears him taking him to the ground. She quicklygrabs his M9D and his the clip relase and pins him down.

Cassie, in te warthog, jumps out and hits the psycho person attacking Link on the head.

Sakura just decloaks and looks Cassie in the eye's and says "That hurt."
Link looks up at Sakura and lets his jaw drop. His own sister taking him down.

reaching into his robes Kisar get's a Lugar that he kept in a hidden pocket

he races to the fighting

Genesis reaches Sakura and jumps on her back, and flips backward, tearing her from Link. "What the hell are you doing?!" She yells. Her fangs rest on her lower lip as the elder prepares to attack again.

"Get the f*ck off of my sister!" Link shouts as he stands up

((He never liked anyone messing with his sister))

Cassie rlls over and sighs.

"Never again. Humans aren't meant to fly."

OOC: Got to go.

Link goes over to Cassie and helps her up. "Not most anyways," He says as he looks at his sister

Kisar puts his lugar away when he hears tthat.

Kisar:link? what area you doing here???

((you asking link or Sakura?))

OOC:i am asking link

"I was having a bet with Cassie. I won," Link says

Kisar:OUCH!

looks at lady who he was trying to kill

Kisar:who is this?

"My sister. And don't touch her," Link says as he goes over to Sakura still pinned down

Genesis looked at Link...in utter confusion. "Wait a minute...she just attacked him.." *points at Kisar*

"She must have been attacked first. Eather with a psy blast or a physical attack," Link says

Kisar:i felt her presence. she was trying to conseal herself. i automaticaly assumed that she was trying to either murder a studant or a teacher

looks very embarrased

Genesis falls to the ground on her back and laughs. "And I thought there was trouble..." she sighs heaviliy. Her fangs were visably seen, but she didn't seem to care.

Link just glairs at Kisar
"Next time you shouldn't assume that much."
Sakura getts up still very pissed off and walks over to Link and gives him a hug

Kisar backs into the shadows and leaves unoticed.

Kisar thinks to himself what a idiot he was

OOC: What is it with you and Lugers, Soviet Trasa?

Cassie walked quietly back to the warthog, not to disturb Link.

"I'm glad to see you alive," Link says as he returns the hug

David also put in an order for soda at the last minute, and sipped lightly on it once it arrived. He bit his bottom lip slightly as she talked, then smiled. "You, a chatterbox? I'd never have thought it," he laughed. "Really, though, I don't see it. I know plenty of people who just talk for the pleasure of hearing themselves. You're not one of them."

The subject needed a change, he thought, in light of his somewhat off-keel response. "Uh, not an olive fan, eh? I like them, though at home they have to be imported all the way from Troobodia or Tharia."

Rebecca laughed at his comment. She loved the way he always made light of her faults. She knew she had some, possibly more than a few. She thought it would only be a matter of time before he grew bored with her, unless he turned out to be a true friend. And she hoped he would be.

She shook her head. "Olives? No, I prefer my food untainted by things that belong in drinks." She smiled. "A garnish in its place, not in my sandwich." She took a sip of her soda. "Besides, I need to leave some space for more chocolate later."

Kathryn walked out of her room. She stretched, refreshed. "I wonder where everyone is."

OOC: What is it with you and Lugers, Soviet Trasa?

OOC: Whats with him and the general 'SS'ness (Ew, I made up a word, tee hee)? Also, you just now found R63? I wish I iddnt leve my copy at home, shoulda brought it with me so I could hook it up to the LAN here, have some fun.

IC:

"Naturally," Marisa said, pulling the slide back. She examined the open breach, and all exposed parts. "More of a Smith fan meself. Uncle just got one of the new ten milimeters. Wonderful gun it is," she said, tossing the Berretta back to Dek.

Rebecca laughed at his comment. She loved the way he always made light of her faults. She knew she had some, possibly more than a few. She thought it would only be a matter of time before he grew bored with her, unless he turned out to be a true friend. And she hoped he would be.

She shook her head. "Olives? No, I prefer my food untainted by things that belong in drinks." She smiled. "A garnish in its place, not in my sandwich." She took a sip of her soda. "Besides, I need to leave some space for more chocolate later."

That made him chuckle slightly. "I suppose this is one of those things where we'll just have to agree to disagree. How I've got it figured, you see, is that anything they'll put on it for free can't be all bad." He took another sip, glad that the conversation had shifted away from dangerous territory.

David drew his hand back through his hair, though it just flopped down back in front of his eyes after a few seconds. "It may just be that I'm a cheapskate," he winked at her, "Because I do love avocado, but it's just so darn expensive!"

Rebecca laughed again. She didn't know how much more she could handle, any time soon her ribs would start to hurt.

"Avocado again is alright in its place." She looked at him suspiciously. "I think you have strange food habits. You're not one of these people who covers everything in ketchup are you? Or one of those other yucky habits." She looked disgusted but her eyes showed she was only joking.

She continued to play with the salt pot, until she knocked it over spilling some of the contents on the table. She shrugged and tossed some grains over both her shoulders. "I'm not sure which one's lucky, so I cover all options."

"Ketchup?" asked David, feigning injury. "Why, I don't believe I've ever been so insulted in my life!" He laughed as their eyes met again. "Then again, it is free..."

When she spilled the salt, he picked up a few grains himself, tossing it over his left shoulder with his right hand. "Sadly enough, I actually know the story behind that." Seeing her look, he smiled and shrugged slightly. "Heh, it was in a book I read. The Romans, back when salt was as precious as gold, believed that spilling it was the result of demons trying to steal it. To appease them, you had to toss some over your left shoulder - which, of course, was where they lived - before cleaning the rest up."

He stopped himself before he went into things such as how in Latin, the word left was sinister...he didn't want to sound like a know-it-all.

Rebecca picked up some more of the salt, and threw it over her left shoulder, smiling. "Might as well do it properly, now that I know." Looking at the woman who brought their food, she said a quick thank you before tucking in. "Everyone is going to be so impressed when I tell them the story."

She bit into her sandwich, her stomach giving its last moan, before being slowly satisfied. She raised her eyebrow, her eyes conveying how impressed she was. "You're really clever. I wish I knew stuff like that." She sighed. "I must learn to listen more." She took another sip of her soda. "Nah, why change the habit of a lifetime."

David also thanked the server, smiling abashadly at Rebecca. "No, I'm not clever really - I mean, if I were, wouldn't I be going to school somewhere half-way normal?" he asked with a laugh. "Of course," he added thoughtfully, chewing his half-sandwich slowly, "if I hadn't come here, I'd never have met you. Maybe it was fairly clever."

It was Rebecca's turn to be bashful at David's remark. She smiled, and took another bite of her sandwich. "Believe me, once you've known me for a week, you'll soon regret coming here." She picked up her soup, and took a tentative sip. "Anyway, I think you are clever, and I intend to abuse your knowledge for the rest of the year."

He laughed. "I suppose only time will tell," he grinned, "though I have the feeling that's not true." He took another bite of the sandwich, before using it to gesture at her. "If you do, I advise you not to listen to anything I have to say in mathematics. Truth be told, I'm not even sure why on Earth they put me in pre-calculus. I don't know anything about figures and whatnot, and can't say I'm particularly inspired to learn." He laughed. "Especially not here."

(I'm out for the night, I'm afraid.)

Rebecca took a small nibble of her sandwich, nodding as David spoke. She couldn't help watching his hair flop over this bros, and just managed to stop herself mothering him, by brushing it out of his eyes.

She smiled suddenly. "That's alright, mathematics is my best subject, so I'd say I was covered from all angles." She pondered for a moment before speaking again. "Perhaps we could help each other. If you want to." She picked at the crust on her sandwich, eating the tiny pieces that broke off as she went.

In Leon's room, Leon pulls out a knife sharpener and begins to sharpen his ka-bar.

"From the things i've seen, i'll need this."

OOC: Following the trend :roll: ...

IC:

Marisa got bored, and went back to ehr room where she field stripped her AK47, M16, M60, AWM Sniper Rifle, M203 grenade launcher, and tank.

OOC: Following the trend :roll: ...

IC:

Marisa got bored, and went back to ehr room where she field stripped her AK47, M16, M60, AWM Sniper Rifle, M203 grenade launcher, and tank.

OOC: What, you mean she hasn't brought a toy nuke along? Wuss.

Kisar looks at his letters and find a message from the TSD high command in Code.

he decodes it and starts to read it

" TO all TSD Officers

We have started to move the invasion convoy that leads to the front lines.

3,000,000 TSD troops and tanks are moving to the Gforce4 front lines to assist him.

From TSD high command"

he puts the letter down and goes to the window.

Kisar (to self):good luck my friends

Dek slides the clip into the handgun and chambers a round, before sticking it into the waistband of his jeans, untucking the front of his shirt to conceal it. He leaves his room, then peeks into Marissa's room, staring with some degree of alarm at the myrid of weaponry spread out on the floor. "What? No ICBM?" He says sarcastically.

"Well, that certainly would be an incentive to study," he nodded with a grin, flopping hair back into his eyes. Shaking his head to the side to clear it, David picked up his spoon, sampling the house soup. He thought better while he sipped the soup, then smiled. "I'd love to study - if you can help me with the math, I'm pretty decent in English, and history's always been an interest."

(ooc: When he got back to the dorm, David found a letter from the Iansislean Admiralty:

Dear Dave,

I've just given the order for His Iansislean Majesty's Ship Invisible to secretly move to the South China Sea. Inside I've included the exact coordinates it will be at at certain dates. Please try not to share them with any spies!

Grand Admiral Sir Richard Tri
First Sea Lord, Royal Iansislean Navy

:roll: )

Dek slides the clip into the handgun and chambers a round, before sticking it into the waistband of his jeans, untucking the front of his shirt to conceal it. He leaves his room, then peeks into Marissa's room, staring with some degree of alarm at the myrid of weaponry spread out on the floor. "What? No ICBM?" He says sarcastically.

OOC: I was being a we bit sarcastic, lol.

Dek slides the clip into the handgun and chambers a round, before sticking it into the waistband of his jeans, untucking the front of his shirt to conceal it. He leaves his room, then peeks into Marissa's room, staring with some degree of alarm at the myrid of weaponry spread out on the floor. "What? No ICBM?" He says sarcastically.

OOC: I was being a we bit sarcastic, lol.

OOC: Well, you did claim it was IC. I think that Iansisle's letter was also sarcastic, but with the security they have there, it might well be real.

Rebecca picked up her soda and smiled. "That's a date then." She took another nibble of her sandwich before giving up, having only eaten half. She shook her head as she realised she shouldn't have ordered a whole one. She grabbed a napkin and wrapped the rest up for later.

"Do you think we'll actually learn anything at his school?" She sighed, as she picked up her soup, and took another tentative sip so as not to burn her mouth. Finding it had cooled to a pleasant temperature, she took a mouthful.

"Sometimes I wished I'd stayed in Tartarus. So far, your the only good thing that has happened to me here." She smiled, as a thought struck her. "Hey, when this is over and if we're still talking, perhaps we could keep in touch or something. I know we've only just started the school year, but it's worth thinking about." She looked at her cup.

OOC: Hell, so was I.

OOC: Well, you did claim it was IC. I think that Iansisle's letter was also sarcastic, but with the security they have there, it might well be real.

[ooc: Iansisle's letter was OOC, so of course it was sarcastic.]

Kisar walks out of his room and goes to the guardens

when he gets ther he climbs a tree and brings out his Orcarina and starts to play a slow,sad song

OOC: Well, you did claim it was IC. I think that Iansisle's letter was also sarcastic, but with the security they have there, it might well be real.

[ooc: Iansisle's letter was OOC, so of course it was sarcastic.]

OOC: Yeah. Mind you, while the letter wasn't really sent, the Invisible was really deployed to the South China Sea in another thread. I even went back to David introduction and checked on his last name to see if he might be related to Tri or to the captain of the Invisible.

Link slowly reaches into the glove box of the Warthog and pulls outa Elite PDA. He looks over his mail and he sighs deep as he reads a letter from Main Comand.
It starts:
Dear Elite,
It sdens us to say that your unit is to be disbanded.
Due to the lack of funding we can not pay for the damages your unit has caused.
Comand out.

Arakesh deposits the woman's things at her dorm room, then ambles off with a wave to find his own.

OOC: Sorry Haraki, I'm not reading through ten pages to find out what happened.

David finished his own sandwich, but didn't find himself hungry enough to really eat the soup. Instead, he stirred it slowly, taking a small sip every now and then. He sat back slightly in the seat as he considered her question.

"I think we can learn plenty here...or do you mean from the teachers?" he asked, grinning slightly. "No, no, I think that there's plenty of things to be learned, even at a looney institute like this one. About human nature, for one thing - but I doubt that's something we're interested in finding out from our peers. And it's better than the Shield this time of year - they're just heading out of the rainy season."

"I'm interested to hear about Tartarus, actually," he mentioned, raising his soda to take a sip. "You've mentioned it a few times, but never in any detail." He shrugged. "Write it off to curiosity, I suppose." After listening to her next comment, he blushed slightly. "Yes, I think I'd like that very much, even if it is still early.

OOC: Anybody need a room mate?

OOC: Yeah, sure.

Lauren satback down on the steps of the school, watching the sunset.

No-one even knows I exist. Why don't I just make them all right? Make myself a statistic instead of a name?

She reached down, picking up the knife that lay at her feet and turning it over and over again in her hands.

-Double Post-

OOC: Sure, but I got to do something first.

IC: Arakesh wanders outside, hoping to get the lay of the land and to observe what there was to hunt around here. He sees Lauren sitting on the steps, and sits down by her. "We meet again, friend Lauren." He eyes the knife. "That is a fine blade, may I try it?"

Lauren looked up to see that Arakesh was the source of the voice. She lookedback down at the knife. "Thanks ... I guess ..." she said. "I really don't know anything about knives."

Arakesh growls in an understanding way. "In my homeland, one learns to use a knife from the time of hatching. It is a useful tool and well as a weapon." He cocks his head to one side in curiosity. "Why do you have such a weapon in a school? You do not seem to be the type to harm someone."

"Why do I have this?" she echoed.

"Because of the bastards at my old school. This was the only thing that stopped them from ..."

She trailed off. It hadn't stopped them before she got it.

Leon leaves his room.

"I have to find something to do."

Arakesh placed a clawed hand on the knife, slowly drawing it away. "You are in luck, friend Lauren. I am a warrior of the house of Quickclaw. The fighting style of our house is the Infinite Mystical Claw style, a potent and effective martial art of the Argonian people. Myself, I am a master of the style. I will teach you the art, if that is what you wish." The Argonian might have smiled, if his anatomy had let him.

Dek takes mental note of the firepower spread out on his friend's floor. "How'd you smuggle this stuff in?" He says in disbelief.

In Leon's room, Leon pulls out a knife sharpener and begins to sharpen his ka-bar.

"From the things i've seen, i'll need this."

Katherine leaned against his door. "That's probably wise."

Dek takes mental note of the firepower spread out on his friend's floor. "How'd you smuggle this stuff in?" He says in disbelief.

Marisa tosses Dek a small white ball. It has a 6mm diameter, and is very light weight. "Airsoft. None of the guns are real, just toys. Like a more mature version of paintball," she said, placing the weapons back into a chest, sliding it under her bed.

(Did I miss a post?)

[ooc: no, the one I thought I posted yesterday didn't appear]

Sipping the last drop of her soup, Rebecca looked at Daivd over the rim of the cup. She placed it on the table before answering. "What can I say about home?" She pondered for a moment. "It's completely government run; there is an endless list of rules and the place is ruled over by a 'benevolent Empress'" She quoted what she had seen written somewhere. "I guess it's a bit hellish really." She raised her eyes to heaven.

She looked over at the waitress, hoping to catch her attention. "Perhaps you'll visit yourself one day. If I haven't put you off, of course." Not getting an joy from her stare, Rebecca raised her voice. "Excuse me, can we pay?" She returned her gaze to David and shrugged.

(oops, sorry - I thought maybe it just wasn't appearing on my computer.)

David took one last draw on his soda as the waitress approached. "Sounds terrible - like Iansisle was before the Tablet. I suppose I can see why you came here," he replied, gesturing at her hair, "to express yourself."

The waitress appeared, in a slightly surly manner. David at once had his coin purse out, digging through it for an appropriate bill. "I've got this one, Rebecca," he said, looking up as he found the proper one. Anticipating her response, he smiled. "I let you get the candy - this one is my treat."

Rebecca laughed. "It's not really too bad, and even if it was the worst place on earth - and it probably nearly is - I don't think I'd have asked to come here." She ran her hand absent mindedly through her hair. "This was against my father sending me here rather than letting me stay with my friends." She smiled at David. "Now, I'm beginning to forgive him."

As David as he pulled out his money. She was just about to argue, but stopped as he smiled. "Okay."

"Your father?" David asked with an eyebrow arched as the waitress brought the change over slowly. He left a modest tip before standing, and offering an arm to Rebecca. "Doesn't seem they should be able to have much say over the life of a perfectly aware, sentinent being, but they always do."

He laughed. "I should go home over break with my hair all styled up and colored. Shock the old geezer out of his boots. That's a pretty picture." David thought for a moment. "Of course, then he'd never let me come back - and even with Mr. Link and all, I can't think of a single place I'd rather be."

(out for the night)

Cassie slipped away from the group, and hurried to her room. Today had been a disaster. She had lost the bet, and tried to help Link, and ended up hurting his sister.

She walked in and closed the door behind her.

Kisar stops playing his Orcarina and listens to the sounds of the campus to inspire him of a new song.

then he has it.

he starts playing a fast song

Taking David's arm, Rebecca quickly grabbed the sandwich she had saved for later. Looking over her shoulder to make sure she hadn't left anything, she shrugged and sighed. "He's not really bad. I guess he thought he was doing me a favour."

She took a moment to examine his profile, imagining him with the changes he had described. Screwing up her face, she shook her head. "No, I think you should stay as you are." She smiled. "There are already too many weird people here." She tossed her hair to indicate herself and laughed.

"You don't think so?" David smiled, running a free hand through his hair, which steadfastly refused to be dislodged for more than a few seconds. He noticed Rebecca looking backwards at the table, and glanced over it himself - nothing of his, anyway. "Besides," he laughed, "if it weren't for the wierd people, no experimentation would ever get done - and we'd all end up in a cave somewhere trying to eat tree bark."

As they reached corner, he looked up and down the now darkened street. "I suppose this begs the question of what to do next," he mused, "as well as which way the school is."

Rebecca laughs as she imagines some of the experiments she's like to do with half the people in glass, not to mention the teachers. She would definitely like to inflict some of the pain in return for her own suffering so far.

Finally filing the thoughts away into the deep recesses of her mind, she looks at David, a deep furrow on her brow, as she tries to think of their next endeavour. Biting her lip, she slowly shakes her head, letting a small smile spread across her face.

"You decide." She squeezed his arm tightly. "Show me your spontaneity." Looking up the road, she added. "And don't worry about finding the school, I'll just walk towards my aversions." She giggled.

In Leon's room, Leon pulls out a knife sharpener and begins to sharpen his ka-bar.

"From the things i've seen, i'll need this."

Katherine leaned against his door. "That's probably wise."
Leon looks up at Kathryn.

"Yes it is. Gotta defend yourself somehow."

He throws the knife to the ground to where the knife blade is lodged in the floor.

Dek smiles. He hadn't played with those in a long time. "No kidding, eh? We used air-soft guns for wargames back home. That or paintballs, much less debating over if you got hit or not."

Link slowly let go of his sister and sighed.
"Why did they say you where dead?" He asks her be for realizing that Cassie was gone "Cassie!"

"Spontantious," he asked, "Oh dear - I'm not sure how!" Laughing, David swept his arms along both sides of the road, before settling them back on Rebecca. "Well - that way seems as good as any," he volunteered, indicating an arbitrary direction. "We may as well - may even be a ticket out of here at the other side."

(are we going to have classes again, or just keep hobnobbing?)

[ooc: were you really expecting classes past the first day?]

Rebecca look down the way David pointed and smiled. "I guess that way is as good as any." She let her eyes run down the other options, and nodded her head. "No, it looks better than the others."

As they walked along, she stuffed her sandwich into her jacket pocket. "So, there anything particular you want to do? You must be getting pretty bored listening to me."

"I wouldn't say that," David smiled as they walked. "I'm not used to hearing someone actually express themselves, especially not to me. Call it a learning experiance.

"No, no I didn't have anything specific in mind. I suppose I was hoping the perfect activity would just spring into existance in front of us..." He shrugged slightly. "Suppose I'm pretty bad at this whole impulsive thing, eh?"

(Heh, no, I guess not.)

OOC:
http://anterras.net/pics/gadget_archive/Gadget_Gown.gif

OK, now that I have your attention... :D

Sorry, I've been to participate in the RP, but after I posted it seemed that everyone ignored me and posted 10+ pages after I did, going on with their own little thing or whatever. I'd love to participate, but I'm afraid it would be too late (can't have students acting like it's their first day at school when it's the day before graduation, can we? :wink: ) Could everyone please stop the story a bit and tell me what's going on, so that my two characters can get into the story? I would greatly appreciate that.

I've already sent two students, and have put there descriptions in this thread (do a search or click on the "view all posts by this country" to find it.)

Also, Alexander has a copy of the above picture - he'll probably put it in his locker, room or whatever.

God bless,

The Republic of Syskeyia

(Syskeyia: I'd be more than happy to RP with you, but my only character is slightly tied up right now. However, if I get the chance, you seem to be a very good player, and I would relish the oppertunity.

Currently, to the best of my ability to judge, it's late afternoon / early evening. Rebecca and David just grabbed something to eat in the town. There's a bunch of people with knives running about the school, and no one is really sure what to expect.)

Kiar looks around at the Garden he is in and thinks how calm it is here.

Kiar looks around at the Garden he is in and thinks how calm it is here.

"Hi." Kiar looks around to see a beatufiul, moderately tall girl. She has black, neck-length hair, Chinese facial features, and caramel-borwn skin. Around her neck is a silver crucifix. She wears a denim jacket, a home-made Rescue Rangers t-shirt, and blue jeans. On her jacket is a pin with the logo of St. Alphonsus Ligori Catholic School.

"Hi, I'm Teresa Mai-Shirong." She offers her hand. "Who are you?"

God bless,

The Republic of Syskeyia

While Link was looking away Sakura had already recloaked and moved away back towards the school grounds. She had hopped a fence when she saw two students. She slowly made her way closer

Kisar:good afternoon, i am Kisar Starchaser from Trasa.

Kisar:good afternoon, i am Kisar Starchaser from Trasa.

"You're from Trasa? Don't know much about that place. I'm from Syskeyia - Junakilon, to be more precise. Whatca doing out here?"

OOC: This is a boarding school, right? Teresa' got a twin brother, Alexander, who's going to the school as well. Anyone want to be their roommates?

God bless,

The Republic of Syskeyia

Kisar sighs

Kisar:My father sent me here beacuse Trasa is starting to get more involved with War and dosn't want me harmed

:roll:

Sakura slowly got closer. 5 metters 4 metters 3 metters. She stoped and listened

Kisar hears her thoughts and reacts by going into sealth mode (not speaking and not breathing heavily)

Sakura does a small trick she learnedd from her good friend Nova and projects a image of herself aoubt 50 metters away

Kisar does a Sweep with his Telepathic Abillity's and finds 2 sakura's.

one is stronger presence while the other stands out like a chrismas tree.

Kisar turns to Teresa

Kisar:listen how about we continue this conversation later at dinner?

Sakura walks over to some bushes and decloaks behind them tired almost.
"Cloaking takes it outa you," she says to herself

((g2g))

"I wouldn't say that," David smiled as they walked. "I'm not used to hearing someone actually express themselves, especially not to me. Call it a learning experiance.

"No, no I didn't have anything specific in mind. I suppose I was hoping the perfect activity would just spring into existance in front of us..." He shrugged slightly. "Suppose I'm pretty bad at this whole impulsive thing, eh?"


Rebecca was finding it hard to refrain from putting her arms around David and hugging him. She found his comments brought out a kind of mothering instincts. "Why wouldn't anyone express themselves to you. Your the best listener I've had in a long time." She nudged him as they walked.

She continued to look about her for something of interest to do, but nothing was showing itself. Peering at David, she pointed in the direction of the school. "Perhaps we should be getting back. Someone might be missing us."

"I'm not sure if it's just me, or if 'wealthers just aren't expressive." He shrugged. "Ol' Clancy - he was a hired hand - and I used to have some wonderful conversations, until father sacked him." It obviously wasn't something he felt comfortable discussing, and was glad when she changed the topic.

"Yeah, I suppose we probably should. I don't imagine they'd like us to be out at night, though I'd imagine it's safer here than up with all those gun-toting loonies." He hoped she remembered the way back, or that they were at least going towards it, because he'd plum forgotten. Finding his way about had always been hard.

Rebecca looked at David, a sadness touching her features. She suddenly had this impression of quite a lonely existence, without anyone to share his thoughts with. And all this time, she'd been waffling on about stuff, not giving him the chance to speak. She went silent.

Looking up and down the street, she finally spotted some landmark she recognised. Well, she hoped it was the same one from earlier, she supposed there could have been two. Even if it was the ugliest monstrosity that was ever given the title statue.

"Personally, I would love to stay out here forever, except for the lack of anywhere to sleep." She laughed as a rather unkind thought entered her head. "Maybe they've all killed each other and left only the sane ones." She didn't it was possible, but that didn't stop her from hoping.

In Leon's room, Leon pulls out a knife sharpener and begins to sharpen his ka-bar.

"From the things i've seen, i'll need this."

Katherine leaned against his door. "That's probably wise."
Leon looks up at Kathryn.

"Yes it is. Gotta defend yourself somehow."

He throws the knife to the ground to where the knife blade is lodged in the floor.

"Personally, I prefer something with more... punch." She flipped out a little golden cube. She twisted it and it opened up to reveal a very small pistol. "Like?"

*Makes note to send student to this school with a small personal armory*

David felt Rebecca fall silent, and cursed himself for bringing down the mood. They walked a few yards while he thought of something to say to alleviate the depressed mood.

"The moonrise is brilliant," he half-whispered, feeling a little stupid. But the moonrise was, indeed, lovely - a bright waning gibbous that just peaked over the eastern horizon. "I always loved to draw them, but their...magnificance is hard to catch with pencil."

He was glad she didn't pick up the ball, because it had been a rather forced conversation topic, and instead continued joking about the students. "Heh, that was always my policy when it would rain - give it one hour, and the morons who don't know how to drive would've just killed themselves, making it safe to go out."

David thought for a moment. "I think that's what I like most about you Rebecca - you're not afraid to say what's on your mind, even if it may be offensive. I've met too many people who say nothing for fear of saying something wrong, and you're just not like them."

Rebecca stayed silent for a few moments more. "I don't mean to be offensive. It's like I said, my mouth opens before my brain has processed the info." She shrugged and sighed. "I guess I should be a bit more restrained." Making a conscious note to herself, she smiled and guided them down the street towards the school.

"So, have you brought any of your stuff with you. I'd like to see some of your drawings." She looked at his profile again before carrying on. "I can't draw to save my life. If I was to try to capture the moon, I'd more than likely end up with...well, I'd hate to think." She again nudged him. "You should be proud of your talents."

"No, no," he insisted, shaking his hand. "I don't think you're offensive - not one little bit! I just meant that I loved how you weren't afraid to say what's on your mind!" Cripes... how did that come out so bad? "The last thing I'd want is for you to be more restrained."

As they walked back towards the school, he shrugged. "As much as I could smuggle out of the house. For me, the joy is really in creation - even if it comes out horrid. Ack," he pretended to wince as she nudged him. "I wouldn't say I'm really talented... I just like to draw."

"Hey, I have the memory of a goldfish. Give me a few minutes and I'll forget that you mentioned I was offensive." She looked upset until turning to him suddenly, a confusion touching her features. "What were we talking about?" She raised a querying eyebrow, before giggling.

She got herself undercontrol before speaking again. "Yoiu know, you never say anything nice about yourself." She frowned. "I guess you just want me to say it for you." She playfully tussled his hair. "I will sing your praises as soon as I've seen your drawings, but not a minute before."

oh, boy, thought David You've really done it this time - call her offensive? What the hell was that? "I...uh..." he stammered briefly, before she whirled to face him.

"Well," he started, as she tossled his hair. It quickly returned to its usual state, which wasn't much different than mussed. He laughed, glad the rather uncomfortable spot seemed to be over. "Then I don't expect you will be at all," he winked as they reached the school's front gate. "Ack. We're already back here. I suppose ol' muscle-bound's still in the room too." He shrugged. "Care to take a stroll around the grounds? I don't know how much I fancy headin' back to my room."

(I'm off for bed.)

In Leon's room, Leon pulls out a knife sharpener and begins to sharpen his ka-bar.

"From the things i've seen, i'll need this."

Katherine leaned against his door. "That's probably wise."
Leon looks up at Kathryn.

"Yes it is. Gotta defend yourself somehow."

He throws the knife to the ground to where the knife blade is lodged in the floor.

"Personally, I prefer something with more... punch." She flipped out a little golden cube. She twisted it and it opened up to reveal a very small pistol. "Like?""Nice. I've fought with this ka-bar before and i'm very good at knife fighting." Leon dislodges the knife.

Rebecca nods her head and smiles. "Yeah, let's walk around. I hate having to meet a new room mate." She shrugged and pulled a face. "Especially as I've never meet her, and may find she's as bad as all the others running around this school."

She smiled at him. "I'm not upset, about the offensive thing. I was joking." She squeezed his arm. "You've been a bit different since it was mentioned."

Was she really joking? he wondered, looking at her smile. I guess so...it was still kind of a stupid thing to say - I'll have to watch myself in the future. "Maybe you'll get lucky," he shrugged, "though the chance of her meeting with a gunfire accident seems more likely around here than getting a normal roommate," he laughed, feeling terrible for such an insensitive joke.

"Of course," he mused, "here we are, two in an entire school, throwing about the term 'normal'. What if we're the wierd ones, and just don't realize it?"

(off to class)

Rebecca broke down into a fit of laughing, having to stop in the middle of the path. She bent double, fighting to control herself. When she finally stops, her face is red and her breathing is erratic.

"I'm sorry, David. That's the funniest thing I've ever heard." She stood up and shook her hair, sending it cascading down her back. "If everyone else is sane, than I'd be grateful for small mercies, if I was weird."

Kisar sighs

Kisar:My father sent me here beacuse Trasa is starting to get more involved with War and dosn't want me harmed

...

one is stronger presence while the other stands out like a chrismas tree.

Kisar turns to Teresa

Kisar:listen how about we continue this conversation later at dinner?

"Sure. No problem."

OOC: Just a reminder- Teresa's got a twin brother, Alexander. Anybody want to be his roomate?

God bless,

The Republic of Syskeyia

Lauren'll take Alexander as a room-mate. She's in need of one.

IC:

Lauren stood up, pocketing the knife she ahd been fooling with, and starting to walk back to her room, wondering if her roommate - whoever (s)he would be - would be there, at least for long enough for Lauren to meet them.

Lauren'll take Alexander as a room-mate. She's in need of one.

OOC: Nah, I don't believe in boy-girl rommates before marriage (except relatives, of course) so Alexander can't room w/her. Teresa, can, though.

God bless,

The Republic of Syskeyia

OOC: All right ... then Teresa can be her roommate. Whatever.

Rebecca broke down into a fit of laughing, having to stop in the middle of the path. She bent double, fighting to control herself. When she finally stops, her face is red and her breathing is erratic.

"I'm sorry, David. That's the funniest thing I've ever heard." She stood up and shook her hair, sending it cascading down her back. "If everyone else is sane, than I'd be grateful for small mercies, if I was weird."

For a couple seconds there, David was entierly sure if she was laughing or having a siezure. Fortunatly, before he could call the paramedics, or put a wallet between her jaws, she straightened back up. He threw a lopsided grin. "Wow...thought for a moment there that you were going to up and die on me - that'd be a wierd one to explain to the cops: murder by laughter."

He laughed. "And if the people here actually are normal, then I'm glad you're wierd too - saves me the trouble of having to try and fit in. Imagine I'd be expelled, or shot, or both within a week."

Kisar goes back to his tree and starts to play his Orcarina again.

he play's a slow sad song

OOC: This is a really fun thread... it should end up on the first page.

IC: Bored stiff, Damian walked out of his room to do a bit of exploration around the school. "That's strange," he thought. "No one seems to be around."

Kisar stops playing and thinks about his encounter with the girl.

Kisar:i felt somthing strange. somthing i never felt before. *shrugs*

he continues playing the Orcarina

Rebecca finally managed to get her breath under control. "No, I'm fine." She gave one last sigh as she straigthened her jacket, and tucked her hair behind her head.

"Don't give up hope. The number of people who seem to have it in for you, you may still not last out the week." She patted her pocket, making sure her sandwich was still safely tucked away. "Which way shall we go. Want to check out the facilities."

"Personally, I prefer something with more... punch." She flipped out a little golden cube. She twisted it and it opened up to reveal a very small pistol. "Like?""Nice. I've fought with this ka-bar before and i'm very good at knife fighting." Leon dislodges the knife.[/quote]


"Hmm. You think you're good? Do you have another knife on you?"

David was finding it harder and harder to look away from Rebecca. He wasn't really staring - but there was just something about her - maybe the way she moved that drew his eyes. Managing to break away, he looked about the darkened campus.

"I suppose any direction is as good as anyother," he shrugged, waving his hand broadly in front of them. "What do you mean by facilities? The little boy's room?" He smiled.

Damian made his way to the open terrace on the rooftop. I wish I had a roommate, he said to himself. The cool breeze was blowing softly against his face. He sighed. Ahh... solitude. In such boring situations, when no one was around to talk to, Damian would usually dream endlessly or sing. Since nobody's around, I might as well sing, He thought. He could always remember the time when his good friend Tina told him, "You have a beautiful voice." :P He looked at the clouds and smiled.

Finally he began to sing, and the words were gently lifted to the sky by the breeze.

OOC: Is anyone going to RP, or are people hiding because of knife or gun-wielding people in the school? :)

OOC: Need an inspector?

OOC: Need an inspector?OOC: I don't think so.... But it could be fun. You could dish out punishments to people with knives. :)

By the way, have you sent a student yet?

OOC: Need an inspector?OOC: I don't think so.... But it could be fun. You could dish out punishments to people with knives. :)

By the way, have you sent a student yet?
No. Er, I haven't read the rest of this...could you tell me anything I need to know? Oh, and can I send in Althus, Emperor Abernoth's grandson? (Emperor Abernoth being the leader of Thurinia)

OOC: Need an inspector?OOC: I don't think so.... But it could be fun. You could dish out punishments to people with knives. :)

By the way, have you sent a student yet?
No. Er, I haven't read the rest of this...could you tell me anything I need to know? Oh, and can I send in Althus, Emperor Abernoth's grandson? (Emperor Abernoth being the leader of Thurinia)

OOC: Well, I haven't followed it that well either... I'm not sure what it is but I've heard that people are running around the school with knives. It should be the first day, and Danya encourages RPers to RP with people they usually don't RP with. And the International High School has dorms at the back... that's roughly everything I know about this thread.
Oh, and you can send anyone you want. :wink:

"Personally, I prefer something with more... punch." She flipped out a little golden cube. She twisted it and it opened up to reveal a very small pistol. "Like?""Nice. I've fought with this ka-bar before and i'm very good at knife fighting." Leon dislodges the knife.


"Hmm. You think you're good? Do you have another knife on you?"
"Sure, I have a few."

As Damian walked down the stairs from the rooftop, he heard a male voice and a female voice. When he got closer, he discovered that it was Leon, the guy he met not so long ago, and a girl who he didn't recognise. He decided to go over and have a chat, since he had nothing else to do.

Leon looks up and sees Damian.

"Howdy, Damian. How's life treating ya?"

Damian grinned. "Hey Leon! I'm okay, except that I don't know a lot of people here." He glanced down at the knife in Leon's hand. "Umm.... Now why are you holding that knife? I think I missed something." :?

"Self-defense, people here are nuts."

Damian's eyes widened. "Then I'd better grab a kitchen knife... No, I brought a fruit knife, actually. Just wait a second here while I go to my room and get it." Damian rushes off to his room, quickly retrieving the fruit knife. He quickly returns, knife in hand. He does a mock crazy face. "Now I'm armed and dangerous!" :P

"Yes, a dangerous man with a fruit knife is here." Leon smiles.

OOC: Is Roania still standing next to you, or has she run off?

IC: "Well, I'd better put it in my pocket. Luckily these pants are especially resistant to tearing." Damian carefully slides it into his pocket, and he looks around. "Is it just you and me around here?"

OOC: Roania is still next to me.

IC:"Kathryn is right there." Leon points to Kathryn.

OOC: Okay, oops!

IC: Damian notices Kathryn, he smiles, and he puts his right hand out. "Hey Kathryn, nice to meet you. I'm Damian."

OOC: She's not online, so..... :?:

Althus stepped out of the huge car and looked up at the building. Fairly small and quite shy, he hovered there uncertainly. From the car stepped his grandfather, Emperor Abernoth, whose smile was hidden beneath his long, white beard. The Emperor put his hand on Althus's shoulder.
"I think you will enjoy it here."
Althus looked up at his grandfather. "I don't even know what I'm studying.'
Abernoth frowned beneath his beard. The advert in the paper had been good, so he had signed his grandson up immediately. Unfortunately he could not remember which subject he had chosen. It had been fairly spur-of-the-moment. "Ha ha," he said, hoping that he sounded cheerful, "of course you remember. Now have fun." With that the Thurinian Emperor slipped away, back to the car.
"But I don't...' Althus began, but his grandfather had already driven off.

David was finding it harder and harder to look away from Rebecca. He wasn't really staring - but there was just something about her - maybe the way she moved that drew his eyes. Managing to break away, he looked about the darkened campus.

"I suppose any direction is as good as anyother," he shrugged, waving his hand broadly in front of them. "What do you mean by facilities? The little boy's room?" He smiled.

Rebecca took a moment to look about her, and then giggled. "I don't usually concern myself with them, but if you think I should...?" She gazed at the buildings surrounding them. "There's the library, the sports facilities, or we could just walk around the grounds."

She turned full circle before returning her eyes to his face. "What do you want to do?"

Link began walking leaving the Warthog where it landed. He slowly walked towards the school's fence and hopped it with ease.

Rebecca took a moment to look about her, and then giggled. "I don't usually concern myself with them, but if you think I should...?" She gazed at the buildings surrounding them. "There's the library, the sports facilities, or we could just walk around the grounds."

She turned full circle before returning her eyes to his face. "What do you want to do?"

He smiled at her while running his right hand through his hair. "If it's all the same to you, the library sounds like a good bet. Somehow I think that's one place around here we'd be able to get some peace and quiet."

David glanced around the grounds, not seeing a terribly obvious library building. "Assuming, of course, that they have one."

Rebecca puts on a rather snooty accent. "Now, David, dear. All good teaching establishments have a well stocked library, with a vertiable array of books on all possible subjects."

She smiled as she tugged his arm. "This way. I saw it when I was walking earlier." She let go to allow him to walk of his own violition. "I always check out the area as soon as possible."

"Oh, pardon me," grinned David, doing a silly-looking half-bow. "I just assumed," he continued, putting on a stereotyped Shieldian aristocrat accent, "that, given most boarding schools also have an at least mediocre teaching staff, perhaps this one may be lacking in other areas." He smiled at her.

"Lead on, McDuff," he gestured, walking beside her. "I really should get to be more responsible about that sort of thing." He laughed. "Come to think of it, if I hadn't met you, who knows what would have become of me! Mr. Muscles probably would have just tossed me straight out of my room's window for some snide remark or another."

(out for a while)

Rebecca laughed as she envisioned David flying out the window of his room, with his room mate watching as he falls. "You just remember to be snide remarking to me only, then you will be safe."

She grabbed him and put both her arms around his body. "Never fear, Rebecca's here! I'll save you." She broke her hold on him as she laughed, and continued to walk towards the library.

Dek wanders out of Marisa's room, then sees Leon holding an old-style K-BAR trench knife. "Nice kinfe. You got the model with the knuckle-dusters built in?" The outline of the Berretta can be seen faintly under his shirt.

OOC: It's a going-away present. He's just got one fifteen-round magazine, and a round in the pipe, that's all.

"Yes I do." Leon then looks at the outline in Dek's shirt. "9 mm. I know 'em right off the back."

OOC: Okay, oops!

IC: Damian notices Kathryn, he smiles, and he puts his right hand out. "Hey Kathryn, nice to meet you. I'm Damian."

OOC: She's not online, so..... :?:

"Hello." She extended her hand, keeping the pistol at close range.

Link walks towards the grounds and sighs. Still holding the M9D in his left hand he almost didn't want it

OOC: Why the hell does the students at a HIGH SCHOOL have guns and stuff? And why are they allowed?

IC:

Lauren stopped in a random hallway. She didn't even know where it was. Looking to her right she could see a sign on a door reading 'Biochem Lab 13'

She sighed, but felt good in the fact that any school with thirteen biochem labs HAD to be big enough for her to just be another student.

"Ack!" David grunted with a smile as Rebecca squeezed him, giving her a quick hug back. "Well, if I'm under such capable protection, I may as well go try and get myself thrown out a window." He grinned. "It'd be fun."

As they seperated, he spotted the library ahead of them. "That'd be it, I suppose. Is it open at night?" he wondered, checking his watch.

(EDIT: Haraki, I've just given up asking. :roll: They are also all apparently telepathic, and black-belt-super-judo-masters.)

((Link only has a M9D with a single clip and his Plasma sword because of the assassination atempts on his unit that have happened))

((Link only has a M9D with a single clip and his Plasma sword because of the assassination atempts on his unit that have happened))

Oh, only!

Why is every one of your characters a SPARTAN? Is there no-one else in your nation?[/rant]

((There are but they arn't as fun to RP. Also Sakura is not a Spartan.))

((There are but they arn't as fun to RP. Also Sakura is not a Spartan.))

Why not try an RP without ANY of them? And how are normal people not fun to play? Do you feel security in the fact that every one of your characters could destroy a tank with their bare hands?

Sorry, I've been sick today, I'm really pissy. Just let me rant it off ...

((Ok have fun. And they can't take out a tank with there bare hands. Well the old peice-o-shit tanks yes but the newer stuff no))

I'm sorry. Don't mind me. It just bugs me a bit that it seems whenever I try to RP a normal person something supernatural or some superhuman or something waltzes in ...

((Don't blame you. It almost feels like n00b joining in and ruining your work))

((Don't blame you. It almost feels like n00b joining in and ruining your work))

((It would help if DS was actually teaching.

I might do my own academy, and anyone who has a weapon gets shot))

Hi Cassie my name is Brooke want to bourd with me? :?:
Oh my gosh look at that hott stidd over there!!!!!

"Ack!" David grunted with a smile as Rebecca squeezed him, giving her a quick hug back. "Well, if I'm under such capable protection, I may as well go try and get myself thrown out a window." He grinned. "It'd be fun."

As they seperated, he spotted the library ahead of them. "That'd be it, I suppose. Is it open at night?" he wondered, checking his watch.


Rebecca looked at David, concerned. "Don't you dare! I'll have to find another normal person, and I don't hold up much hope." She smiled, as she followed his gaze.

"I think it's open til late." She looked over at his watch. "We've got plenty of time. If it is closed, we can come back tomorrow."

Link sighed as he walkedhe throws his M9D into a trash can right when he passes by it. "Only soldiers need weapons," he says to himself

Why not try an RP without ANY of them? And how are normal people not fun to play? Do you feel security in the fact that every one of your characters could destroy a tank with their bare hands?

Sorry, I've been sick today, I'm really pissy. Just let me rant it off ...

OOC: AHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA! AHAHAHA! *Falls off of chair* HAHAHAHAHA! AHA AHA AHAHAHA! *Chokes on muffin* Uegh! Hchg! Uegghugh! Cough!

Sorry sorry sorry. I was just passing through here when I noticed that HARAKI of all people was echoing the very argument that I have used against him on so very many occasions. Hard to believe that the man who invented Coro and Jaime and who's characters haven't been known to lose a BlingBattle(TM) yet is complaining that someone else's characters are to too strong!

Kisar walks into his quaters and starts a Experiment with a Trasian Artusion Crystal.

Kisar (to self):if my people can harness this power for themselves it would make us a domomint power on earth.

suddenly the Crystal brightens.

Kisar speaks into a recorder

Kisar:Kisar's Sciencetific Log September 26th 2003 entry 1 , The crystal seems to have reactions to emotions. i am going to try hatered after i have finished with Hostility's.

Ksiar Projects his Hostility's towards the studants to the Crystal.

the crystal darkens so that it's little light is dim.

then he projects hate and it goes out.

Kisar:Kisar's Sciencetific Log September 26th 2003 entry 2, it seems to dim at Negative emotions. i cannot project love beacuse i have never experienced it. so i will try the next best thing. Happiness

he projects that emotion to the crystal and it brightens so the light fills the room.

Kisar:i am now going to end the exparement until i can analyze this usful data that i have recived.

he puts the crystal into a small vault that holds 3 other Crystals.

he leaves the room and locks it with a Password, then goes to the guarden with a shard of a crystal in his hand.


http://images.google.ca/images?q=tbn:93hi_hpreG4C:www.pikespeakrock.com/images/lighted-crystals.jpg

the smaller one is a shard of a crystal. the bigger one is a full crystal

Rebecca looked at David, concerned. "Don't you dare! I'll have to find another normal person, and I don't hold up much hope." She smiled, as she followed his gaze.

"I think it's open til late." She looked over at his watch. "We've got plenty of time. If it is closed, we can come back tomorrow."

"That's convienient," he nodded. "The last school I went to, the library closed at six-o-clock. Not only did I have to finish my research papers somewhat on time, but I couldn't even avoid my roommate."

"Seems open to me," he commented, noticing the lighted windows. "We might as well. Maybe they even have books on how to keep every telepathic wahoo running about here out of your mind."

is there still an opineng that I can fill?

If so, I would like to be "the new guy" on campus.

Dek makes his way back to his dorm, and stashes his weapon in his satchel. He glances at the clock on the wall. "When the hell is class starting?" He says to the silence.

OOC: Ain't a super-judo master, just well-trained in MCMAK and Hangarah, like his dad. To answer Haraki's question, the only reason I even said he had the 9mm was so that if something went down, I didn't have to make it look like he pulled it out of his ass.

"That's convienient," he nodded. "The last school I went to, the library closed at six-o-clock. Not only did I have to finish my research papers somewhat on time, but I couldn't even avoid my roommate."

"Seems open to me," he commented, noticing the lighted windows. "We might as well. Maybe they even have books on how to keep every telepathic wahoo running about here out of your mind."

Rebecca sighed, as the entered the library. "If they don't have them here, I don't know where they'd have them." She thought for a moment. "I wish my father had read the small print about letting in psychics and gun-toting maniacs."

She entered the main room, and cast her eyes around quickly. "Well, it seems well stocked enough." She looked down the list of topics. "Should be hit weaponry first, so that we know what everyone's pointing at us?" She laughed quietly.

David laughed. "Reading the small print? I'm thinking that's the number one reason I am here." As he walked through the room, he pulled out a book, thumbed through it quickly without really looking, and put it back on the end of the shelf. A librarian shot him a nasty glance, hurrying over to reshelf the book.

He bent over Rebecca's shoulder as she poured through the topics. "They seem to have plenty of romances, anyway."

(sorry I was out for so long - busy weekend!)

Rebecca laughed with him. "Yeah, but romances are all the same. Once you've read one, you've read them all." She continued to scan down the list. "Ah, military weapons, they're in row J, and let's see..." She stops for a moment as she move further down. "Psychic Phenomena, row T."

She turned to David and giggled softly, so as not to upset the librarian. "Remember those locations, we may need them in a hurry." She looked him in the face. "So, what do you want to do in here?"

David smiled softly, sad that she hadn't picked up on his hint. "Yeah, never did like them too much," he nodded. "Jay-tee. Got it."

He walked over to the magazine rack, flipping through one periodical or another, before flopping it down on a table. The librarian hurried over to reshelve it, shooting the two a nasty glare. David didn't notice it, sitting down on the table and looking at Rebecca. "Dunno," he shrugged. "We could always read a book, I suppose."

Rebecca laughed slightly louder than she meant to, drawing even more odd looks from the librarian. Finally get her self under-control for the umpteenth time today, she flops down into a chair. "I swear I am going to die laughing, and it will be entirely your fault."

She casts her eyes around the shelves. "I guess reading would be a good idea, but I'm not in the mood. Anyway..." She shoots a glance at the old lady looking at them. "I think we may get kicked out before too long."

"Oh dear," he grinned, "that'd be an awkward one to explain to your father: 'I'm sorry, sir, but in the school full of psychotic psychic military-trained judo masters with high caliber weaponry, I did your daughter in by telling a joke.'" David laughed a bit.

Turning his head, he noticed the librarian staring at them. "It can't be too bad I suppose - last school I was at, they took my picture and hung it outside the library, to remind themselves that I was banned."

Rebecca smiled, as she looked up at David. "Yeah, I guess my father would be a bit upset at me dying from laughing, rather than being shoot by a high powered weapon." She sighed. "It wouldn't looked good next to his military record."

She began to chew on her nail. "Why do they need your picture?" She smiled as she lowered her hand. "I would have thought that once you'd met someone, they'd have a hard time forgetting you. Especially as you seem to upset everyone you meet." She looked him in the eye. "Me excluded, of course."

Kisar walks into the Libary and looks for a book about Artusion Crystals.

Kisar:oh where oh where has the little book gone? oh where oh where could it be?

finds 1 about Artusion Crystals and he goes to a table and starts to read

OOC: Woudl it be to late to bring a character in? S/He wont have any military training, no weapons, no emotional distress, and no psychic powers.

OOC:it's never too late. you will just recive a strange look from the otehr studants for running late :lol:

The car, a black Ford Focus rental, rolled up in front of the school. A young girl, maybe no more than 16 or 17, stepped out of the car, and huridly grabbed her bags out of the back. The flight had been delayed, and then it was hell getting out of the airport. It wouldn't look good to be two days late for the first day of school. She brushed her red hair out of her face, and pulled on a hat, a Imitora Tech visor, and, jogged towards teh door. She approached the front desk, breathign slightly heavily from the run with the weight, and between breaths, asked where she was staying. "Jesica Langford, Imitora," she said.

"I see your late," Link says as he steps up behind Jesica

Jesica spun, looking up at Link. "Yeah, um, I'm sorry, had some troubles getting out here. Jesica Langford," she said, extending her hand. "From Imitora."

"Link. Just Link," Link says as he shakes Jesica's hand "From Phalanix."

OOC: You can still get in? If only I'd known...

"Well Link," she said, shaking his hand, "It's a pleasure. I'm just finding out my room," she said as she took a piece of paper handed to her by the receptionist. She looked it over, and picked up her stuff. "So, you a student here?"

"I'm a teacher," Link says "Would you like me to carry those?"

"Nah, I got it," she said, as she walked towards the elevators. She pressed the 'up' button, and stepped on. "So what do you teach here?"

"Pre cal," Link says "Most of my students are assholes."

Kisar takes out his shard of Crystal and stares at it for 20 Minutes thinking how much Power it holds.


then he walks back to his quarters and puts the shard back in it's case

then he locks his door and closed the windows and went into his bed adn started to think

"Oh," Jesica replied, sounding a bit dishearted. "Not a big math type. English and history are more of my subjects. But if I have your class, I'll try my best to do well and not be an asshole," she joked.

Rebecca smiled, as she looked up at David. "Yeah, I guess my father would be a bit upset at me dying from laughing, rather than being shoot by a high powered weapon." She sighed. "It wouldn't looked good next to his military record."

She began to chew on her nail. "Why do they need your picture?" She smiled as she lowered her hand. "I would have thought that once you'd met someone, they'd have a hard time forgetting you. Especially as you seem to upset everyone you meet." She looked him in the eye. "Me excluded, of course."

David wasn't sure if he should be laughing at that comment - for both of them, home seemed to be a touchy subject. He decided to just nod rather than pressing the issue, watching her bite her nails slightly.

However, he couldn't help but smile - perhaps bashfully? - at her next comment. David scratched the back of his neck, glancing downward slightly. "I suppose it was just a big school - never seemed to have trouble recognizing me, though." He returned his eyes up just in time to meet hers, where he made sure not to break contact. "Thank you...I think," he smiled softly.

"Oh," Jesica replied, sounding a bit dishearted. "Not a big math type. English and history are more of my subjects. But if I have your class, I'll try my best to do well and not be an asshole," she joked.
"Good. I don't want to have to draw my weapon," Link says "I was in the military for 15 years."

"Really? My uncle is in the military. A pilot for one of the fighter wings. Really arogant, but it comes with the territory," she joked.

"Just yesterday my unit was disbanded," Link says "I was one of the Elites."

"Wow, talk about in an out of jobs," she joked. "I'll tell ya, no offence, but the last thing I'd want to do is be a teacher. Oopp," she said, stopping. "Here's my room," she said, pushing the door open. "Not much, but it'll do," she said, tossing her stuff on the bed.

"I was sent here just to get away from the war. And now my sister and her unit are taking over replacing the Elites," Link says

"Well, thats not to bad. Get away from all the fighting." She opened her bags, and began unpacking. Looking at the contents of one of the bags, she blushed slightly. "Do you, uh, mind," she asked, tilting her head towards teh door, as if asking for him to step out for a minute.

"Not at all," Link says as he steps out.
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Sakura had been falowing Link now for awhile. She sat in the shadows watching him

Jesica finished unpacking, and opened the door. "You can come back in now," she said, smiling. She jumped up on the bed, and stayed after finding it relativly comfortable. "So, whats going on in this school?"

Link steps back in and says "Well not much. I scared one student shitless. The telipaths are trying to kill each other and I'm the most hated teacher," Link says "And my sister is stalking me she is right over there." Link points into a shadowey corner.

Kisar sits upward in his bed with the Parts of a Reborn Lightsaber in front of him.

Kisar:ok. how did the old reborn masters make theirs?

the holocron's gatekeeper a reborn by the name of Kisaga Kisaw (a libary made by a Reborn Master 3,000 years ago ) is instructing him on how to build a reborn Lightsaber.

Kisaqa:you take the Artusion Crystal and insert it in the mainframe of the handle

Kisar inserts the Crystal and tests the Power supply and activates the Saber.

a Yellow glow fills the Room.

Kisar:i did it.*turns off Holocron*

Link steps back in and says "Well not much. I scared one student shitless. The telipaths are trying to kill each other and I'm the most hated teacher," Link says "And my sister is stalking me she is right over there." Link points into a shadowey corner.

"Right," she said after hearing the explanation, more or less humoring than affirming Link. "So, I guess I missed classes today. What else is there to do?"

"Well I got paint ball equipment in my Warthog. And go to town," Link says

"Hmmm, not a fan of paintball. Never found any enjoyment in it." She looked around teh room, then grabbed her wallet, and slipped it into her purse. She pulled on a light jacket, and her Imitora Tech hat, and stepped out of the room. "Might as well go into town," she said, walking out of the room.

Kisar clips his Lightsaber to his belt and covers it with a reborn Robe


OCC:this is what Kisar looks like today
http://www.goldenarmor.com/robes/rmain.jpg

he walks to the Guardens and sits down on the Grass and thinks about his Schoolwork.

"Want a ride?" Link asks "And Sakura stop stalking me."
"Damn it Link I was ordered to gaurd you," Sakura says

"Eh, sure, why not. Beats walking." As she stepped out into the hall, she saw Kissar walk by. "Man, what the hell is wrong with you?" she asked, walking by him.

Kisar:nothing is wrong.i do this every week.

continues to meditate

"All right I'll get the Warthog," Link says as he tapps a button on his Plasma sword hilt

Kisar(mumbleing):everyone thinks i am crazy to dress like this, next person to ask that question get's their head chopped off

At this point Lauren rounded the corner, seeing two people exiting the room she was sure she'd been assigned. (OOC: My way of asking for a roommate, Imitora....)

Damn it ... What the hell? Is that my room or not?

For a moment she just stood there, watching the two people.

"What, act like a wierdo?" she said. "Sure thing, no problem," she said to Link as he retreived the vehicle.

"Hey Kisar. Let me gess sith stuff?" Link asks

Kisar:yes link. sith meditations. now you go have fun *smiles*

At this point Lauren rounded the corner, seeing two people exiting the room she was sure she'd been assigned. (OOC: My way of asking for a roommate, Imitora....)

Damn it ... What the hell? Is that my room or not?

For a moment she just stood there, watching the two people.

OOC: No prob. Hope agianst hope that this dont turn into a F*ck fest like the Deazeman ambasador one did, lol. You can be my room mate if you want. Jesica is kinda cheery, happy type.

OOC: Thanks. And I sure hope this doesn't go the way of ... the unmentionable thread.

OOC: Thanks. And I sure hope this doesn't go the way of ... the unmentionable thread.

You can only work so much with 200 pages worth of 'fade to black'

...cuz I'm a B.U.M.P.

David wasn't sure if he should be laughing at that comment - for both of them, home seemed to be a touchy subject. He decided to just nod rather than pressing the issue, watching her bite her nails slightly.

However, he couldn't help but smile - perhaps bashfully? - at her next comment. David scratched the back of his neck, glancing downward slightly. "I suppose it was just a big school - never seemed to have trouble recognizing me, though." He returned his eyes up just in time to meet hers, where he made sure not to break contact. "Thank you...I think," he smiled softly.

Rebecca kept her gaze locked to his for a moment, then broke it feeling as bashful as he had previously. A smile lit up her face, before she began to look around the room, searching for something to do or say. After an uncomfortable few minutes, she looked at him.

"You want to look around the sports centre, or retire to your room?" She glared at the librarian, who hadn't taken her eyes of them for the past few minutes. "I'm starting to feel like a criminal, and with hair this colour, they're not going to need a picture to remember me." She laughed as she rose from her seat. Grabbing his arm for the hundredth time, she pulled him towards the door.

David wanted to cough, or do something to break the silence, but couldn't think of anything good to say. He kept his gaze on Rebecca for a moment, then glanced over at the librarian. He smiled and nodded; she glared.

At last, he glanced down at his watch as Rebecca asked what next. He shrugged slightly. "I hate to be the one to say it, but the hour is getting late, and I had a long flight this morning. Perhaps bed would be the best idea..." He laughed as she grabbed his arm and started out. "Of course, I suppose it wouldn't be that bad of an idea to, er, 'accidentally' sleep through pre-cal tomorrow."

Rebecca smiled, as they left the library. She turned and waved to the librarian and laughed. "No, you're right. It is getting late, and I guess it's time for me to meet my roomie. She'd better not have touched my chocolate." She let go of his arm.

She walked in silence for a moment, as they headed back to the reception area. "It's been fun today. I've really enjoyed myself." She shrugged. "Perhaps we can do it again sometime?"

David laughed as well. "I hope so too, for her own sake." He contemplated for a minute. "Come to think of it, my roommate best not have touched mine, either! Suddenly - and for the first time in my life - I believe I'm in a chocolate-eating mood!"

He held the door to the main building open for her. "I've enjoyed myself as well. I can also safely say that there's nothing I'd enjoy more than 'doing it again sometime'," he smiled, rubbing his left shoulder with his right hand. "Y'know, if you want to and all."

"Aight, have fun." Dek says with a wave as Marissa leaves the room. He goes back to his own room, then sits down with a book and begins to read.

Kisar:yes link. sith meditations. now you go have fun *smiles*
Victor sits nexts to him and starts chewing on some gum

Kisar frowns at this

Kisar turns to face him but keeps his face hidden by the Hood.

Kisar:are you diliberatly trying to tick me off today?

No, Victor said with his mouthful of gum.

Kisar get's up and moves to a bench on the other side of the Guardens then goes back to the meditations

Victor starts driving his Shebly GT500H on the school grounds.