Ryder nodded at Ethel and Ignia, who both voiced their desire to be a part of the raise. [color=8882be]"All right, let me just jot that down... You girls are the first to sign up,"[/color] the teacher shared with the duo. Not too long after Angelo entered the room, also wanting to be a part of the race. [color=8882be]"Hey, hey! Angelo! I didn't doubt you signing up, you have a lot of confidence. Still, don't get complacent. Sudden surprises throw you for a loop, I've noticed!"[/color] Ryder openly joked with Angelo, trying to get a nice mood going. Then Camryn popped out from behind the boy. [color=8882be]"Camryn! You too, huh? Sheesh, you kids are just flooding in. Good thing you're claiming your spots so soon, at this rate we'll be full in no time!"[/color] The black haired teacher voiced how pleased he was. Seems like the kids really liked driving. He quickly typed in Camryn's data into the system, registering her as the 4th racer. [color=8882be]"Oh, right,"[/color] Ryder suddenly said before anyone could flee. [color=8882be]"The race isn't going to be held on our tracks. Our school's been working together with the 'Fudo Research and Advancement Company' to develop some new technology that we're going to debut with the race. It's really neat,"[/color] Ryder explained. He then shifted his attention back to that laptop, as if glued to the screen. [color=8882be]"The tracks are free to practice and you can theoretically duel if you want, but I don't recommend it at the moment. If we find a duel to be occupying a track for too long, we'd need to remotely shut it down so people can practice."[/color][hr]On floor three was a music venue much like Transformer described. Nathaniel had rather awkward timing, since the room he stepped into had a serene melody resounding within. It looked a bit standard, podium in front with desks scattered at random. Several students were playing several instruments in harmony, but they were soft and gentle. There was an acoustic guitar played by a green haired girl in Light in the corner of the room, the flute played by Shiyu somewhere in the back, a harp being played by a [i]dark[/i] dorm student of all things along the leftmost part of the wall and a soft piano tune from the front, played by a black haired boy in Earth who seemed to stare attentively at the music sheet in front of him. Everyone was so lost in the song that they completely ignored Nathaniel, playing on without a care. The song itself had something melancholic to it, a slow pace with notes that evoked the feeling of reaching for something that has long passed. It repeated the same few sounds often, but always mixed them up to make new combinations and drive up the symphony. It came to a climax about midway with a bombastic display, then slowly trickled out the energy until it was just a few simple notes to end it with. 

Once it was over, someone started clapping from the rightmost wall. Behind a desk sat Mei Rayne, the fusion instructor. She had a neutral look on her face, but it wasn't bad. [color=#a789ab]"You four certainly are improving. You're still missing a few notes in the middle though, and Alex seems to struggle with keeping up the consistent pace still. It's improving, though."[/color] Mei instructed the four, who didn't really respond outside of a few murmurs and a nod. Shiyu was the first to notice Nathaniel enter, flinching. [color=c7c7c7][b]"Uh, miss, I think someone has some business with you,"[/b][/color] the boy told her. [color=#a789ab]"I [i]told[/i] you, just call me by my name. I hate being called 'Miss'."[/color] A bit annoyed, Mei turned her head towards the door to look at Nathaniel. [color=#a789ab]"Honestly, I saw you enter a little while ago. I just didn't want to bring it up to not disrupt their performance. What brings you here?"[/color] she asked Nathaniel, a small smile playing across her lips.[hr]In the gym stood Melchior with a microphone, golden ponytail swaying side-to-side violently alongside his head. [b][color=#cd3d11]"NO NO, THAT'S WRONG!"[/color][/b] Melchior screamed into the microphone and the scream came back. It rang loudly in the room, deafening both the students already inside as well as Maisy, Joshua and Leander whom had just entered. You couldn't quite tell what year the students were from since they weren't in uniform, but they looked older so it was probably the second or third. They were practicing basketball, apparently, as the ball that had just missed the hoop stuttered and landed in Maisy's hands. "[b]Could you please toss that back to us?[/b]" one of the female students asked her. Melchior turned his gaze towards the trio who'd entered. [color=#cd3d11][b]"Oh my, Excuse me!"[/b][/color] he spoke, still into the microphone. The volume was set so high that this deafened everyone in the room once again, including the bombastic announcer himself. Speaking of whom, he seemed to stand on an incredibly heightened vault. Melchior carefully moved away the microphone from his mouth before speaking again. [color=#cd3d11]"These students wanted to play a match and get some commentary, so I obliged. What's bringing you here?"[/color] Melchior asked quizzically. One of the older students quickly added "[b]You three are free to join in, if you want. We're down a player for Celice's team, anyway.[/b]" 'Celice' seemed to be the blue-haired female who asked them to toss the ball back earlier, who whipped her head around with a look of annoyance on her face. "[b]We're fine, Styve![/b]" she shouted back at him.[hr]Hayate's excitement wasn't a good thing, it seemed. She nearly fell down and almost hurt herself badly which would have earned enough ire from Colonel, but then she misnamed him as 'General'. Whilst it [i]was[/i] a higher rank, Colonel has not yet earned himself the right to be called that. [color=#fff83f]"[b]HAYATE![/b] How many [b]TIMES[/b] do I have to [b]TELL[/b] you that [b]RUNNING[/b] is [b]FORBIDDEN[/b] in the [b]POOL?![/b] And I have made it[b] CLEAR[/b] that my rank is [b]COLONEL[/b] and not [b]GENERAL[/b]!"[/color] Colonel shouted at her angrily. [color=#fff83f]"I will [b]GRANT[/b] your [b]REQUEST[/b] to enter the [b]SWIMMING COMPETITION.[/b] But as a [b]PUNISHMENT[/b] for [b]RUNNING[/b] you will have to make [b]EXTRA HOMEWORK[/b] on [b]XYZ SUMMONING![/b] Now go get [b]CHANGED[/b] so you can[b] PRACTICE[/b]!"[/color] Colonel finished lecturing the excitable student, then noticed another sneaking in through the door. [color=#fff83f]"[b]MEGAN![/b] I [b]ASSUME[/b] you are here to [b]SIGN UP[/b] too?"[/color] Colonel shouted at the red-haired girl.[hr]The dark dorm hallways were surprisingly empty when Vincent came to visit. Not a single soul was in sight. They must be somewhere else or locked up in their room, because this wasn't normal. But a few tremors might have given away the cause. Something gigantic was slowly stepping towards vincent. Each footstep felt like- no, WAS a miniature quake. The quakes got more intense the closer the figure drew, until they stopped. When Vincent would turn around, he'd see the chiseled chest of the most infamous teacher of the entire school towering over him. [b][color=Gray]"GULFUS VINCENT,"[/color][/b] Transformer started off. [b][color=Gray]"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THE DARK DORM HALWAYS? YOU ARE NOT AUTHORIZED TO WALK AROUND HERE. HEAD BACK TO YOUR OWN DORM."[/color][/b] The tall structure of a man commanded the (comparatively) small boy.[hr]Ethel looked pleased at Ignia's reply, her mouth softly curling up into a small smile and her eyebrows softening from their usual stiffness. Then, Angelo entered and the breeze that hit Ignia seems to have washed over Ethel as well. Her face instantly transformed into a scowl. Still, after Ryder's explanation finished it didn't seem like he had any plans of hitting on her. [color=7ea7d8]"Then it's done in time for the race,"[/color] she flatly stated. It was more to affirm her own conclusion than really something to keep the conversation going. [color=7ea7d8]"I'll pass."[/color] she responded to the invitation, then grabbed Ignia's hand and dragged her over to a nearby bench. She wanted to avoid Angelo as much as possible. Ethel sat down with a sigh, motioning for Ignia to take a seat next to her. [color=7ea7d8]"I don't get him."[/color] Ethel started the conversation, folding her arms onto her legs. [color=7ea7d8]"One moment he's perverted. The next he acts as if we're friends. Then he's business."[/color] she started to vent, the scowl softening a little. [color=7ea7d8]"He's... Inconsistent. Why?"[/color] She asked a bit blankly, resting her head on the wall behind her. [color=7ea7d8]"Your opinion?"[/color] Ethel asked Ignia that question. She'd turned her head towards her, a questioning look overtaking Ethel's features. Honestly, Ethel didn't get to spend a lot of time with her friend like this. She's always hopping from one class to another, or getting caught up in a duel with someone.[hr]Haas finished changing. His black and blue swimming trunks had never failed him! He stepped out of the changing room with confidence, spotting Hayate nearly breaking a nose near Colonel. The boy flinched at the sight, then sighed in relief as she saw her recover. Then the teacher started to shout loud enough for the whole room to hear. Hayate wanted to swim as well, huh? [b][color=aba000]"[i]An energetic girl such as her... I've got my competition cut out for me![/i]"[/color][/b] Haas thought to himself, then looked at the pool. One-hundred meters in length, five meters deep near the diving boards and one meter deep near the changing rooms. He'd have to be able to clear the entire length in as short of a time as possible, three times. [b][color=aba000]"No time like the present..."[/color][/b] he mumbled to himself. The boy calmly walked over to the other side and waited for a few people to dive in before standing on one of the platforms. Lane three was a little occupied, but wasn't crowded enough to not let him get through.

[b][color=aba000]"Alright, here I go!"[/color][/b] Haas shoutted to himself and took a deep breath. He stretched out his arms, bent forward and jumped. He entered the water like a bullet, going in fast but slowing down halfway. Haas quickly swam up to the top and drew breath before stretching out his left arm and swinging it forward. He started to do the 'Crawl', the standard swimming method if you wanted to go for speed. He felt the water smoothly being parted as he swam, holding his breath and breathing in when necessary. Around midway he dove into the water, just as a test, and tried to go up as fast as possible again. Resuming the crawl, it didn't take [i]too[/i] long for Haas to reach the other end of the pool. He climbed out to look at his first time. One minute and a half. Even accounting for the small dive into the pool, that was still [i]way[/i] too short for a single lap. And the competitions were within a week. He'd have to practice hard, it seems. [b][color=aba000]"Ugh... Great."[/color][/b] Haas complained and made his way back over to the diving platforms. This time he'd try two lengths, just to see how it goes.