@TheHangedMan
Yuri finished healing her and proceeded to look at her, "Don't mention it, Addey." He proceeded to get up and begin walking away. "I'll never understand why people are so barbaric." He said under his breath as he glanced at the girl who shot the arrow. She didn't even have the look of remorse instead it was a look of satisfaction. He still felt the burning sensation in his body from healing addey, even "promise" had repercussions.

@TheHangedMan
As soon as the woman touched her shoulder Alexsis visibly shuddered but held herself back from spinning out of the light grip. "I'm fine" she said after taking one of the headphones out of her ear to listen to the concerned instructor, She didn't understand why the person was here talking to her but Alexsis felt as though she would have to pull out her noble arm. "please don't touch me" Aleksis said before lifting the woman's hand off of her and turning to start walking off but not before giving a salute of respect.

As soon as she was far enough away Alexsis gave one last shiver before putting her headphone back in and continuing her game which involved some sort of race against a large wave of energy. "Faster, go faster" she muttered as she slid in and out of the crowd without touching anyone which did draw a few stares but nothing she didn't expect.

@Eklispe

Michael took out his notebook and flicked to a fresh page. He also drew out a pen and clicked on the top. "Well actually, it's very simple. I just need a couple of answers and we'll see where we go from there." He begun. Michael began scribbling in the date as they walked and talked. "Firstly, I need your age, and then, could you describe your noble arm in as much detail as possible, please?" Michael asked as politely as possible. "I'm Michael, by the way." He added. What's an interview without building a bit of rapport. Hopefully, the girl's noble arm was interesting. It seems that Arms do match personality, so far.

Weird kid, who just took surveys? Whatever, she had nothing better to do. "Sixteen, my noble arms is a sack that spews rocks." Nishka said bluntly and took it out, holding it up for a few seconds than shaking out a constant stream of rocks for about five seconds before pocketing it again with a trail of stones behind her. It was a fairly nice sack, red velvety cloth with gold embroidery on it. "Need anything else blondie?" Names were so troublesome to use and even worse to remember. It was better to give people nicknames and get them used to it. Easier for everyone that way in her opinion.

@Eklispe

Michael nodded. Blondie... well, I suppose it's a bit too much for being proper, especially being so early in the morning. However, Michael was very impressed by her Noble Arm. It must harken back to the stone ages, which is very strange that such an old Arm would belong to what a certain sociologist would call "a New Wave Girl." She clearly didn't take any shit. Michael jotted everything down, including the notion of infinite ammo. "These... rocks, they're infinite, correct? Do they do anything else? A few amount of rocks doesn't seem lethal, not to be rude." He pressed. A Noble Arm like that would not have made it this far without a bit extra.

"Obviously you've never played streetball." Nishka replied bluntly to his assertion about her rocks. It was kind of like a mix between dodge-stuff and baseball. And Nishka was very good at it, the best in fact. "And yes, they're just normal rocks. I assume they're infinite since I've never run out. Of course to fully test it I'd have to pour out, you know, infinite rocks. So." Her statement ended there, this guy was enough of a nerd he could figure it out.

Winston liked to stay in the back of crowds and observe, contrary to getting mixed up in things and digging himself into a hole he didn't want to be in. It was this exact tendency that he demonstrated when the boy with the axe began shouting. He took mental notes on the axe, and the girls weapons; being two pistols. Just in case he had to face off against them in the future. One student tried to intervene and "save" the damsel in distress, something Winston found rather amusing.

"She's probably just as strong or stronger than him, and he's still treating her like she's helpless. Maybe he's new." He pondered quietly to himself, while another girl yelled something about the girl winning. His earlier precautions of noting their abilities were made irrelevant when arrows began sprouting out of them, seemingly from nowhere. The students had to be carried off in stretchers, while the sending of the projectiles was caught by security. A man he couldn't see began talking to her, and lead her to the disciplinary office.

"Oh well, less competition. She looked like she'd be a hard one to surpass, good thing she's gone now." Winston's analytic mind spun the situation in his favor, it had a way of doing that. He readjusted his book bag and started on his way to class, past two people seemingly taking part in an interview heading in the same direction. He overhead one of them discussing the powers of her noble arm, "Infinite rocks? Sounds ridiculous, but not that useful in battle." He made a mental note of the girl's power, before slipping on some leftover water from the janitor and stumbling right into the girl.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry miss. It was an accident, are you alright?" His reply was short and well thought out, what she didn't know was that the moment he touched her he put a plan into motion. As he "stumbled" he placed one of the bullets that his noble arm utilizes in her pocket, which went completely unnoticed. "Hopefully she doesn't own many pairs of pants, or that was completely pointless." He thought to himself as he apologized.

@TheHangedMan

Takumi hung around for a bit, but, seeing that the senior would be apparently lambasting the archer maiden for quite some time, he caught his eye, and nodded slightly to the door. Seeing a small nod of dismissal, he left a note with his student ID and name, and quietly walked out.

The students were finally moving at a good speed, their lake breaking apart in rivers and rivulets that went to different buildings and classes.
"I hope that was the most hotheaded of the bunch," — he thought. Then he tried to pick out the grungy pink-violet girl.

@Eklispe
Said girl was recovering from a run-in with another student which projected fake sincerity. Takumi couldn't readily pick out his true intentions, so he just let it slide, marking it in his memory for future use that that student is, so far, more untrustworthy than the norm.

"Who's paranoid? I'm paranoid?" — Takumi thought wryly, then dismissed that thought, switching to more useful matters.
His first class was Small Unit Tactics, and he wasn't due there for another twenty or so minutes.

Inquiring where the flintlocks girl has gone, he made a mental note to visit her at the end of the day, and then walked up to the violet girl and her interviewer, waving slightly at the girl.

"Hi."

Nishaka took a step back to regain her balance and then calmly grabbed the offending student by the head despite their height difference and forced it down to her level. "If you ever lay your filthy pervert hands on me again I'll break them." she growled in a low voice before shoving him away roughly. Repulsive idiot was probably just looking for an excuse to touch a girl. He'd need to with such a boring face, dull brown hair, nerdy glasses, awkward height. She continued on her path and saw the guy who'd snuck up on her earlier. He was soo... colorless. Guess that explained why he so easy to lose track of. "Sup gray man?"

@Eklispe

Takumi took notice of her speech patterns, trying to discern her origins.

— Nothing much. Apparently this school now features psychos, as you have seen. And the name's Takumi. — he smiled thinly.
— Why did you try goading those two into fighting? I'm... let's say, interested.

Takumi stands in a relaxed, somewhat self-effacing stance.

"What a loose cannon... Atleast I have an edge on her now." Winston thought with a tinge of anger, continuing to walk towards his first class. "And even better, by the way she's traveling we almost certainly have first class together. Just my luck, hopefully I can go a class without blowing her legs off..." He pondered a few other methods of ending the girl who grabbed him before nearing the classroom. It lay at the end of a long hallway, with a large wooden door marking it's entrance. He pulled his bag off his shoulder and unzipped the pouch on the right side of the bag. The pouch was filled with at least two hundred bullets, "That should be enough for a little while, Hopefully none of the teachers have a problem with me being a walking time bomb." Winston thought with a smirk as he pushed the doorway open, he took a long intrusive look around the classroom; pausing for a moment to cock an eyebrow at the teacher.


"How... unusual."

@Eklispe

Michael twirled his pen as he quickly reviewed all of the information he just gathered. "Right." He replied to Nishka. Age, gender, noble arm, abilities... it was all there. If he could see the Noble Arm in action, this could complete all of his data. "Oh, uhhh, one more thing. What's your Noble Arm's name?" He asked. Every Arm has to have a name, and when Michael compiled today's notes, he needed to put it under something. "After that, I won't take up any more of your time Ma'am." He promised. Class would be starting soon, and he'd hate to make her late as well as take up her time too.

Nishka first replied to her interviewer, since after he answered his question he would go away. "I call it the sack. Cause its a sack." Then she glanced at the guy with the weird name again. "Goading might be a strong word for it. Just a bit of gentle encouragement. Mostly just wanted to see a fight with noble arms that didn't come from the tele. My turn gray man, why are you interested?" She wondered how one got into an official fight at this school. She at least wanted to watch one but getting into one wouldn't be too bad either.

@Eklispe

"Mainly because it was rather... brazen." Takumi noted that the girl was both pragmatic and rather... free with information.
"Not a lot of people would poke others like that. It takes special propensities. Anyway, where are you two headed?"

@Altasaire

"Heck if I know, some teacherish dude told me to get to class. Never said which one. Mind if I tag along with you? Also what in the nine does propensities mean?" Pop. If this was one of those people used big words to make themselves sound more photosynthesis she would get ticked with him awfully quickly. "Also I'm not with blondie, he just wanted to ask me some questions." Nishka explained, jerking her thumb in 'blondies' direction before jamming it back in her pocket and coming to a halt in front of him, waiting for his answer. Pop.

@Eklispe "Uh... I guess so? Do you have a sparring partner? I have Small Unit Tactics on my Personal Device."

Takumi showed her a smartphone with the logo of the Academy with a colorful schedule.

Time.

Strange, time has always been a factor to the young archer. One of the couple of skills she had managed to gain while in the hunting grounds of Cali. The two witted seniors followed the handsome director out of the roof of the well pristine school. The walked to the office was short, most of the students parted like the red sea when the mysterious man came to view. The murmurs of the body filled the halls, all in fear and in curiosity on what the price of the actions of the archer will be.

It seems a little out of place to be standing at the old director with the new ringmaster just a few feet away, and by ‘a little’, she means a lot, considering that there’s no place she should be, would rather be, than in the comfort of her (AP) Physics class.

"So, before we begin to discuss the terms of your expulsion, Miss Catalina and co...

" Expulsion?!" The blonde warmage shouted, fear claiming the boy's voice.

Shit.

"...perhaps you can explain your use of your Noble Arm? Maybe you can convince me to reconsider it. I hear your father has high expectations of you here, after all, and I must say, so do I. To climb so high in rank after just a year is a feat worthy of applause, and it would be a shame to see all that effort go to waste."

Now this was something she did not expect from the new staff member. With hooded eyes the young student glanced at her newest director, a flash of irritation brightened in the female's eyes.

" I will not plead or beg for forgiveness for the actions I have committed," she spoke, her eyes met with his for the first time since they had arrived to his office. " I did it for dessert tickets and the chance to meet...you."

"Dieses Mädel ist mein treues Schätzelein

Und mein Glück, Erika

Wenn das-"

Adolf stopped short, in his tracks and his singing, when he realized he had absolutely no idea where he was going and a quick glance around confirmed that he was basically lost. "Scheisse" he looked around again for the nearest students or a teacher. He spotted a group that seemed to know what they were doing, probably, so he walked over to them, stepping up behind a boy holding a phone with what looked like the school's symbol displayed on the screen "ah, excuse me. you are heading to the classes, ja? do you mind if I follow you?" he would follow them regardless of their answer of course but might as well start off politely.

@Altasaire

Yuri was walking behind a group of three students, but suddenly they stopped and begun talking amongst each other. He quickly moved to the side and went around them, just as he moved he saw another kid approach them and ask if they knew where the class was. Yuri looked over his shoulder as he went around them, "hmmm I hope I'm going to the correct class." He thought to himself as he entered the class and took a seat there were open seats At his sides and in front of him.

Nishka shrugged.
— Unless I got assigned one, then no. Small unit tactics, hm? Well that doesn't sound too boring. Lead the way, gray man. — she said casually. "Just what kind of classes did this school have anyway? And when can I see a fight?"
— Sure. It's definitely gonna help people who try their hand at the team qualifiers, even if you don't go military after graduation, — said Takumi, leading her to his class. He'd likely have to talk the instructing officer into having her in his class, but whatever. Allies are useful.
— Are you going to climb the ladder this year, by the way?
— You mean beat the living daylights out of people so my rank goes up? Yeah, I mean isn't the like, at least half the point of coming here?— Nishka asked, somewhat rhetorically. She didn't know about working in a team, it seemed kind of pointless if they were just going to fight each other anyway, but hey, she didn't run the school.
— Yeah, that. You seem sceptical. Why?
— Not sure what you mean. Skeptical of the system? I think the system's great, seems fun. Are you skeptical?
"This guy is weird. He's like that blondie, just wants to know things for some strange reason."
— Well, you were kinda... Unbelieving, when I said about teams. Are you some sort of loner?
Takumi noted that most of her weight was on one leg with the other stuck out, both hands in pocket, head tilted in a slightly questioning look. Accent-wise she sounded like someone from New York.
— Well that's cause generally relying on a team is stupid. So I guess you could call me a loner, seems melodramatic when you put it that way.
— Relying on a team is actually not stupid in a ladder-based rating like this.
Nishka raised an eyebrow.
— See, you may be stuck having a specific person as the next rival you have to beat to progress further. And their ability just so happens to be a soft or, worse, hard counter to your own. Now, what happens if one of your 'teammates' who can challenge that person too, would beat them? They fall in rank, right? And you have a fresh enemy before you, which you are possibly more well-equipped to take on. You can do only so much when exploiting the system on your own.
Nishka frowned.
— Okay, first, you're way overcomplicating things. If ya wanna exploit the system. you just team up with someone who you 'hard counter' and beat the daylights out of everyone up to #1 as a duo, then backstab and boom, top rank easy. If two of you isn't enough you just get more people you 'hard counter', assuming you're too weak to climb on your own.
—This assumes you can challenge people to a 2v1. Why do you think they would allow that?"
— What the hell is the point of teaming up if you can't fight in a team?
— To progress as a team. Besides, there are six-person team events at the festival, and they are bound to have some sort of qualifier for that with a similar tourney system. Besides, they are teaching us for SOMETHING, aren't they. I have faith in the instructors here, even though the history of the school is kinda crap.
— You seem to know an awful lot about how this thing works. How do you reach rank 1 if you have to be a team to do so? Are only teams ranked? If they're training us to be like an army or something then why not only teams? These is getting more and more stupid, the more and more you explain.
— They are training us to be both cohesive as a unit and self-reliant as just one Arms Master with logistics support. This does make sense. As to how ranking rules change this year, I'm not sure yet. Besides, do you consider the rank 1 as the only one worth having? You can just go top ten or even top hundred to graduate with honors, you know.
Takumi smiled slyly, looking at the girl's reaction.
— Besides, you're mixing up official teams with emergent cliques and groups and such.
— Well sure its better than nothing, but not by much. After rank 100, like does it matter? Rank 200 or 2000, does anyone really care? You both get the shaft regardless, whether is 199th loser or 1999th loser. My head hurts, this makes as much sense as the government makes jobs, — Nishka said, clearly indicating her distaste for the way the conversation had strayed. She began walking again, despite not knowing exactly where class was.
Takumi shrugged and took the lead again, entering the Small Unit Tactics class.