"Coincidentally I am part of the savant faction too." Gwen said quickly and grabbed a pamphlet. "Too be honest I'm not going to vote for a arrogant person like dahlia, it's nothing personal you just suck. However Sebastian you are a bit arrogant as well as a number of things I'd not like to delve into. I don't trust either of you and the last thing these people need is a scary leader. In which case I will vote for Sebastian, under the condition that I handle the more public affairs. If this is a problem then I am willing to sit down and talk, I can be extremely reasonable with reasonable people." Gwen looked intensely at Dahlia, she wasn't about to let some brat control everything. "We will use the democratic system to figure this out and if anyone has a problem with that I will personally take care of them. Am I clear? Just because I trip a lot doesn't mean I won't kick your ass." Gwen smiled a bit icily, "Any questions before the voting begins?"

"I agree with your terms." Sebastian said. "You may handle any of the public issues. I will take care of things such as any issue that does not involve publicity."

the old fashioned of Mozart was heard down the road as his car trundled along. he was conducting manic and having a good time doing it. he arrived at the gate and got out. "Charles Richardson, im here for the academy."

Flint yawned as the bus stopped. He had tried to get some sleep but had failed miserably. He stood up as everyone began to leave the bus, grabbing the Bokken from his side and sliding it into a leather sheath on his hip. He walked out and quietly listened, politely taking a leaflet before walking over to The Savant group. Arguments erupted as they bickered about who should be the leader.
"Hitler became a leader not because he said he was, it was because he knew how to lead" Flint spoke aloud. His hand resting on the hilt of his wooden sword.
The people fighting may not like being called Hitler but the point still stood.
"maybe the candidates should explain why they should be leader instead of bickering like children." Flint said calmly, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

Leader? He really didn't want to lead. Mainly because he didn't know how to do such thing. Edward scratched the back of his head staying silence until Lauren started to speak about their names. Ofcourse he wasn't a mean guy. "My name...is Edward." He said flashing a nervously smile towards Lauren trying to keep his cool and be all nice and whatever. Edward turned his head seeing a guy with a wooden sword and speaking about Hitler and how he became a leader. "Hm.".

Lauren turned and looked at the group arguing, "Great, we already have some drama." She then turned to Edward, "Nice meeting you," she smiled back, though she could tell he was nervous. "If you guys want to I can be the leader of our faction since I've been here for a while," she offered. She looked around at the people in front of her and they all looked slightly nervous. "How does that sound?" She asked and fingered the hem of her shirt.

Aaliyah had been quietly watching as the drama unfolded. It's like a soap opera, she'd amusingly thought. Before a boy named Edward in het faction introduced himself. She turned to him. "Nice to meet you Edward." She said quietly. She then turned to Lauren who volunteered to be their leader. She tilted her head slightly. She seems very nice. "That would be great. You have my vote." She said quietly yet cheerfully,

She then realized she hadn't said her name. Her parents would've been horrified at her manners. "Oh! I'm Aaliyah by the way. Or Ali if you'd prefer." She said, introducing herself to her group.

Rachael nodded to the kind girl, doing her best to tune out the chaos ensuing in what seemed to be the Savant section of the group. Mentally, she sighed, grateful that she had picked the seemingly most reasonable of the groups. "My names is Rachael Nickels. You all can call me Rach for short. I also vote for Lauren. When can we go inside?" she asked, drawing her lower lip between her teeth. She didn't want the others to know why she was here, but she was growing increasingly nervous outside. "I mean, I really want to see what this prison looks like on the inside." she joked, playing off her impatience with a joke. Her hand came up and began twirling in her bright red locks, a nervous habit she'd developed over time.

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Dahlia could not believe it! Not only was the boy challenging her but, this foreigner was siding with him! As she listening to the accented words, she smiled to herself. This girl was siding with the boy to her own gain. And he was letting her walk all over him. Perhaps they were not so different...



Stifling a guttural growl in her throat from being called a child, Dahlia turned her attention back to the would-be-leader and his self proclaimed Publicist. "Finally! Someone that has something other than hair between their ears!" she began, a large grin splitting across her face. "As stated before, I am Dahlia Mavro. Remember my name. You will learn to respect it. And for all of your sake, I hope you are quick learners." Dahlia was in full blown speech mode, her hand clasped behind her back as she paced in front of the other Savants. "Now, as to my credentials! I singlehandedly brought the Saint Cecilia Orphanage from a low class, torn down establishment to a Grade A facility. I personally oversaw the orphans and the staff, ensuring that reports of trouble and petty crimes were non existent. The rooms were kept at a 4-star quality at minimum. Basically, under my command, you could eat off of any floor in there." Dahlia stopped her pacing and addressed the group again. "You don't have to like me. I'm sure Hitler was not the most popular among his countrymen. But, even the dimmest cannot argue with my results."

Sebastian smiled inside. This Dahlia was impressive, to say the least, but he had set it in his heart that he would become the leader. "I am Sebastian Enquire. I am an intelligent man, my name will be marked down in history as a scientist, I will be remembered through history as an intellectual genius, and under my command, the security would be as tight as a Cerberus guarding the gates of Hell, the punishment and discipline would be as strict as the Medieval age's forceful laws and punishments, and the teaching would make even Archimedes seem like a dunce in comparison!" he said. "In summary, the Academy would be the most superb seminary ever teach or hold students in the history of mankind."

"Good to meet all of you, and as for going inside the prison," Lauren grinned, "We have to wait till they all organize themselves, sadly, Admin's directions." She let out a dramatic sigh and sat down on the steps, motioning for the others to do so as well. "So, I guess I can tell you guys a bit about myself. I'm Lauren, I'm 16 and I've been here my whole life. I don't know how the heck I got here or who I was before and it kinda sucked when I was alone with the Administration." She said and laughed, "I'm sorry, I sound crazy, but it's true. Anyway, tell me about yourselves." She said and smiled at them, hoping she didn't sound overeager. She looked at Ali, Edward, and Rachel and hoped that they'd all become good friends.

Sebastian looked over to Lauren. he sat down on the steps. "As you know, I'm Sebastian Enquire. Before I was sent here, I was raised as an only child in Washington, D.C.. I went to a private school and got advanced teaching, and my IQ grew as a result. I was sent here because both my parents died in a Terrorist attack. I was in the process of being sent to an orphanage, but then I was brought here, to the Academy."

Ali took a deep breath before mustering all her courage into speaking. "Well, once again, nice to meet you Lauren." She directed to Lauren before she spoke to Sabastian. "Nice to meet you as well." Before She turned back to the group."Um....I'm Aaliyah. I'm 17 years old. Umm, I enjoy drawing and music. I also love swimming. That's all there really is to tell." She said quietly to the group. She was happy for herself. She usually isn't this open but, she promised herself she'd try hard to speak out more.

"I actually love art and swimming as well, they were the only things that kept me sane while I was alone. What do you like to use?" She said with a smile. She was starting to like Ali, though she seemed shy. She hoped that she could bring her out of her shell a bit, even though she was a year older than her. Lauren turned to Sebastian.
"That's sad, I'm sorry about your parents, Sebastian," Lauren said. "Anyway, have you decided your leader for your group?" She asked politely, knowing that she would probably get an outburst from the others in the Savant as they seemed to be having a debate prior to Sebastian sitting down.

Edward saw that they were now going to introduce themselves. He wasn't very good at that....especially around girls. He cleared his throat, and manned up. "My name is Edward.... im uh... 17 years old. I like to mmm. I like to draw, read books and work with technology." He smiled at them nodding . "And im good with you being leader, heh." He said scratching the back of his head, fixing his glasses.

Bambi sighed, there didn't seem to be much order in the Sedition family. No one seemed to care about anything, that was sad. Bambi saw a few people going to introduce each other, strange...she shook her head and walked over to them. At least it would give her something to do. She sat without introduction, smiling and tapping the floor. She kept twitching, and her feet were moving a lot. It was safe to say she wasn't comfortable sitting down. "So, your all introducing yourselves?"

Lauren nodded, "Pretty much, you're with Sedition, right? I'm Lauren, as you all know." She said and tapped her foot lightly against the stone steps of the Academy, "Have you guys chosen your faction leader?" She asked.

Dahlia let her mouth fall open as Sebastien had the nerve to walk away from their debate! Sure, he listed his own list of credentials and, overhearing his introduction to the others, he did in fact have the knowledge he claimed previously.

"How dare you!" Dahlia began, her voice increasing in volume. "Is this really the person you all want to represent you as Savants?" She faced her Savants with a hand pointing to him, now seated neatly on the stairs of the Academy. "He has the attention span of a Squirrel!"

She stood there incredulously in the silence that rang out after her own voice. Then, she raised both her hands in a sort of surrender motion. "If you want to be poorly represented and succumb to someone who may look good on paper but lacks leadership experience " Dahlia paused, allowing her words to sink in. "By all means. Free will and all that stuff. Vote for whom ever. Just don't come crying to me when he turns out to be horrible at the job."

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Rachael quietly watched the Dahlia girl rant on yet again and rolled her eyes, giving those of her faction a gentle smile of greeting as they introduced themselves. She even gave Sebastien a small wave when he had introduced himself, even if he was a Savant. "I guess that's pretty much settled now. Lauren for us and Sebastien for them. What about the third group..." She peeked down into her pamphlet for a moment before glancing back up. "The Sedition still needs to pick before we can go inside.."

Bambi turned to the girl, she kept her smile on though in all reality she wanted to frown. This was hard, this was....boring and she couldn't do anything and she had to go out somewhere and she wanted a pool too and this place was certainly unfair...she tossed her thoughts out of the floor to ceiling window in her head. "Yeah, I'm Sedition. We haven't picked a leader because Sedition is lame...and all over the place."

"I vote Dahlia" Flint said aloud, he walked slowly to her side and stood up straight. "She seems the best qualified for the job and most likely to keep peace and order"
Flint adjusted his tie, his shirt and pants where comfortable yet formal, he nodded to Dahlia
"I am Flint White" He quickly brought the Bokken from its sheath, slashed quickly in the air and placed the sword back. The blade a blur and the whole charade lasting only a second or two.
"I am here to keep peace, order and control. These variables will be uphold, all those who do not uphold the rules will be....dealt with." With that Flint looked to the group then to Dahlia
"She has my vote" He muttered formally.