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Shin sighed. Speaking to Alexei was always tiring.

"Not yet. The child I escorted in was particularly uninspiring. Augmenters rarely have anything unique up their sleeves. Are any of the new students Wavecasters? I suppose I'll be set to mentoring them if they are."

Shin was tired of Wavecasters. It was Wavecasters that he had just graduated, and Wavecasters before him. Why couldn't he be Mentor to a unique Alternative, or a crafty Architect? The head staff had said something about "giving you the ones you could actually help instead of trying to dissect," but Shin knew they were just biased against his research. If he had the proper funding he could-

At that moment, Shin happened to look over to the large group of students and see a redheaded student throw a punch at Jonathan Walker, a returning student known among the staff for his large size.

"Ah, the children are fighting."

@Azereiah@Mercurial@Silver Carrot

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The conversations were proceeding around Shinichi. He had been ignored, but that was alright with him. It was only the first day, there would be time for longer introductions later. For the moment, he decided to just listen to the others talk.

He only got a moment of peace before the sky fell. A shower of leaves came down right next to him, followed by a what looked like a boy. Shinichi immediately ducked and covered his head with his hands. The boy said something, but Shinichi couldn't hear.

"What the heck," Shinichi said as he stood back up. Before anyone could answer, Shinichi saw the girl with the bat throwing a punch at the huge guy. Shinichi promptly ducked and covered again. He didn't know how to fight, so if one was breaking out he would be vulnerable. His thoughts went back to the feeling of a knife piercing his stomach. This was a school meeting, it was supposed to be safe!

@Azereiah

Akiko watched as the pervert fell down to the floor and gave a satisfied look. She took a step closer towards him and glared at him. "Don't ever even THINK I'd ever be interested in going out with a guy like you, pervert!" Akiko shouted at the top of her lungs. Some might consider this a bit of an overreaction...which it was. But to Akiko, a big tough guy like him only brought images of the bullies she fought all the time, and the thought of actually going out with a guy like that just made Akiko sick to her stomach

Today was the day. The first day Yuki was going to finally be a teacher at the Institute. The thought of teaching the younger generation (a generation he's still part of, although he didn't think too much of it) filled Yuki with excitement. He began to think of the many artistic talents some of these students may have. Perhaps the most of them would be interested being a part of his Art Club! Of course, he'd have to ask if any of the students are interested after the orientation. How could he advise a club if he doesn't even have a president, after all?

Yuki had set up his classroom the day before, and today, he has returned from one of his art exhibitions. He had already been acquainted with the other staff members, and today, Yuki felt a bit mischievous. He figured since, while his name was quite famous, his likeness really wasn't known to anyone who didn't know him, so he could pose as a student, at least for the time being.

Yuki approached the group of youths as he listened in on the awkward faux pas said by one of the bigger students to the currently relaxed looking female student.

and cue the appropriate sound effect.

After the big wallop, Yuki approached Johnathan, raising a hand. He should defuse the situation before it gets any serious, after all.

"I would love to have some hot coffee with you," the slender, young figure had replied with a gentle, but elegant sounding voice, a hint of British in their accent. "Although if it's fine with you, I'd much prefer a cup of tea."

@Azereiah

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Jonathan was too dizzy and confused to think of a coherent response from his spot in the grass. He tried anyway. "Wh-w... Wat?" was all he could manage. Pervert?, he thought. He tried to remember what he said so he could look it up online later, just in case it was something really offensive.

Just then, a new person approached. Jonathan wasn't able to tell if the new person was male, female, student, or teacher. "Ungh... Yeah, that... Sounds good. I'll talk to you after, uh, class."

He accepted Professor Yuki's hand and slowly pulled himself off the ground. His coat was slightly dusty and twisted from his fall.

@tipssyCalibrator@Cu Chulainn

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Daler nodded sleepily. He didn't show anything even vaguely resembling surprise, and seemed to have been expecting it. That said, it was pretty entertaining to watch. Jonathan was good-natured enough to handle himself without causing further trouble, and didn't seem to be interested in (or capable of) fighting back at the moment.

"I'd hardly call that a fight. And believe me, he deserved that one."

@Mercurial@Hammerman@Silver Carrot@Western Robot

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Brock smiled more and offered his hand for a split second -- just in time to hear the sound of cracking cartilage. He turned his head to the sound of the commotion. Just like that, the big guy was already down -- how was someone that strong that pathetic?

The small redhead was standing over him shouting some such about him being a pervert. Holy shit she was strong.

"...Uh... Think he's alright?"

@VitaVitaAR

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Evidently, the wide berth he gave the merry band was not nearly wide enough, because he was still in earshot when the shouting started. He winced slightly at the small girl's loud declaration, and the declarations that followed. The shouting....Oh, the shouting. People in this school LOVED to shout, day in and day out. Already, he pined for the days of his relatively shouting-free vacation....it was WAY too early in the morning for this shit. He briefly glanced over at the group, brow furrowed in annoyance. It twitched briefly at the sight of Jonathan's smile and wave. He cursed his own impulsive glance; his plan to avoid a massive headache was utterly ruined.

While his gaze was turned in that direction, his eyes briefly fell over the group as a whole. While Jonathan's infuriatingly familiar face stood out, the other, new faces blurred and meshed together into a haze in his mind....It didn't matter what they looked like, they were all just noise to him. Just a bunch of new shouters and nuisances to get in the way of his peace and quiet. A face did emerge from the mass in his thoughts, however, as he noted the pair of golden eyes briefly on him. A sharp-looking new arrival was giving him a dirty look. His brow twitched again.

"Yeah, good morning to you too, jackass..." He muttered petulantly under his breath.

Then, more noise. So much more noise. Too much god damn noise. He turned his attention to a nearby tree, watching a small ninja child topple over from a tree and crash into the dirt below. He greeted everyone with strained but loud "Nin-Nin."

.....

"Nin-nin." The kid actually said "Nin-Nin."

It was WAAAY too early in the morning for this.

He could only give the shinobi child a look of quiet, poorly-masked irritation. He prayed to himself, silently, that this was simply a lost boy and not a new student.

A shining light of hope pierced the murk of Hondo's heart, however briefly, when he turned back just in time to watch Jonathan get coldcocked in the face by a little girl. A tiny rush of positive energy flowed through his veins for a fraction of a second. He felt, dare he say it, amused. The girl who threw the mighty punch tore herself from the murky haze of blended students within his mind. She, too, had earned a recognizable face in his eyes.

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@Azereiah @Dragonsinc @tipssyCalibrator @Dblade26

"Eh?!"

Bradley looked at the rude lass, as if she had deeply insulted him. He then shifted his eyes toward the group of students, scratching his head. Why didn't he notice them before? Was the map so horribly drawn, it hypnotized him into following it? No, no, that's not it... well, regardless, might as well not sit here looking like a fool for any longer.

"Triton's beard, what a rud lass." Bradley said to himself, scratching the back of his head, again, before standing up and approaching the group of students, stuffing his map and compass into his coat. Might as well introduce himself now, and rally these lazy students just standing around.

"Alright, ye land-lubbers, listen here! The name's Bradley, and I'm looking for where this bloody Institute is! So if any of ye want to get off yer' lazy bums and help me find it, that'd be appreciated!

Before she could shake his hand, he turned away... and for good reason. One student had just decked another in the face, out of no-where... No way. That wouldn't stand, not one bit! Everyone, everyone here was her fellow student. Everyone here was someone she wanted to be friends with. If they were fighting so suddenly for no reason... it only made sense to try and sort things out, didn't it?! And so, without understanding the situation at hand, only that one student had punched another, Sumiko focused. That warm sensation flooded into her legs, and they seemed to take on a faint, flame-like aura. With what sounded like a small explosion, she was off like a shot. She wanted to get there fast, before there was more fighting!

She skidded to a halt right between the two students, looking back over her shoulder to see if the guy was okay. Oh... the teachers were already handling it? Well... well still! Spreading her arms wide, Sumiko stood firmly.

"We're all supposed to be fellow students, aren't we?!" she declared, "Then that means that we shouldn't just fight each other! We've only just met, we're supposed to be making friends and learning more about everyone! That's what we're here for, isn't it?"

@Azereiah@tipssyCalibrator

Alexei Pavlov

Alexei could not believe it; not long after Daler cautioned them to watch the kids, the kids started trouble. Alexei sometimes wondered if Daler didn't predict the future in those dreams of his. It was a terrible way to start the school year with one student assaulting the other out of the blue. He was most worried this would give people the wrong impression about how things operated here. Fortunately, the situation did not seem to escalate. Others arrived on the scene to seemingly calm everything down, and at least one of the students was demonstrating an excellent attitude towards the situation. More concerning was the seeming apathy his fellow staff members showed towards the fighting.

Regardless of the circumstances, Alexei knew someone needed to add an authoritative voice to this incident. Joining Natsuki in between the fighting pair, he began to speak. "That's quite right, young lady! This might be an institution dedicated to honing battle talents, but that doesn't mean anybody should be fighting willy nilly. Part of your education will be learning to use your talents responsibly." He was partly addressing the immediate students and the crowd in general. "Now, little miss..." He said, turning to face Akiko. "Would you like to explain why you did this?" Alexei had heard her say the word "pervert", but that didn't give him too much insight into what had happened. Hopefully, it would all just be a big misunderstanding.

@Azereiah @tipssyCalibrator @VitaVitaAR

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Freyja's attention to Ryuuto was soon interrupted by the booming voice of another of his co-worker, Alexei. As usual, the big man was as energetic and spirited as ever. Looking beside him, she saw the student he was escorting. And to his chagrin, she seemed to be far less enthusiastic than him. She had to stifle a giggle after hearing their argument.

"Good morning to you too, Alexei," she replied to the man. "So far, nothing really major has happened. The students seem to be making merry in knowing each other."

Maxwell stated his disinterest with the new students, just as she had expected from him. The man was too much of a genius to be bothered by the common folk. This was why she herself was quite resigned from asking him for help for her own research. She didn't know what he was researching exactly, but she had the feeling it was something beyond just making bombs.

Daler however, though there was a spark growing in the air. And he was indeed right, as soon after, one girl punched another boy right on his face. He fell down to the ground, nose broken. The girl then shouted about how she would never go out with a pervert like him.

Freyja intended to step in and interrupt them, but that role was taken by Yuki, the newest addition to the teaching staff. She didn't know why he was there however. Could it be that he was pretending to be a student? He certainly could pull it off with his youthful looks.

Daler commented that it was hardly a fight and that he deserved that one. Certainly, the boy was down with just one punch. The girl must be an Augmenter. Somebody must tell her to learn to control her power or else someone will really get hurt one day. As for the latter, she guessed that the boy must have flirted with her. And judging by her reaction, he must have said something quite insulting and dirty. For the boy, he needed someone to tell him how to treat a girl properly. She certainly would've given him an earful if he were to do his tomfoolery in her class.

Alexei walked over there as well, asking the girl why she did it. She decided to approach them as well as she also wanted to know the reason from the person herself.

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Jonathan's head was finally clearing up. He'd pressed his handkerchief to his nose and kept his head tilted back toward the sky to try to stop the bloodflow, but with all the excitement, his heart was pumping too fast and hard for the nosebleed to end quickly. He looked out of the side of his eye at the Professor as he straightened the crunched cartilage out. With his free hand, he gave Professor Alexei one thumb up.

"...Nmy fault, Professorn. I finnk," he mumbled. It was hard to talk with his nose pinched. "I'll just... Be sittingn. Onvern there."

With that, Jonathan left the scene to sit on an empty patch of grass where he wasn't in danger of getting trampled.

@Mercurial@Cu Chulainn@tipssyCalibrator

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Brock blinked. Just as soon as he'd seen the big guy go down, his new peon friend had dashed off, leaving a trail of dust in her wake. That'd be hard to match, too. Was everyone there was utterly monstrous? He'd dodged bullets in Chicago for years, but seeing some tiny kid lay out some huge meat slab of a man and another girl blasting off like she was the fuckin' Flash made him momentarily rethink his desires. But only momentarily. He stood back to watch the scene as it unfolded in hopes of getting an idea of what the hell was even going on.

@VitaVitaAR

AKIKO

Akiko started to calm down again, now that she got all her anger out on the pervert. Her expression shifted back to default, and she stood upright once again and walked away from the scene. She was still angry about what happened of course, but she at least wasn't fuming with rage anymore. A couple seconds later however, an older person who somehow looked even bigger than the pervert decided to step in and ask her what was going on. "That gross pervert tried to hit on me, that's why I did it!" Akiko answered in an annoyed tone of voice as she crossed her arms

@Mercurial

Yuki walked over to Johnathan, sitting beside him.

"It seems that there might have been a misunderstanding that may have taken place."

Before Johnathan could ask what he meant, Yuki leaned up to his ear, whispering exactly what getting hot coffee meant. The details of what he was describing sounded strange coming from his noble sounding voice. After filling Johnathan in, he scooted a few paces away, putting a towards Johnathan, to shake.

"My name is Yuki, by the way. I am also going to be a student here. I hope we can become fast friends." He then said, giving an innocent looking smile.

@Azereiah

Ryuuto took a deep breath of fresh air as he made his way to the institute. He was wearing his Sunday best, complete with tie and fully buttoned-up shirt, and walked with an air of confidence and dignity about him. There was something gratifying about having full knowledge about what was going to happen while other faces looked on in awe and wonder. By now, this was a rather familiar sight to him. The new students were all squawking at each other about whose power level was higher, or rambling on about friendship, or other generic newbie stuff. Ryuuto, however, decided to remain quiet, and calmly observe from a distance. It was amazing what people would reveal about themselves when they didn't think someone was listening...

"Ah, Ryuuto, welcome back. How was your holiday?"

"Oh, hello Miss Leden," Ryuuto said, looking up at her with a small smile. "It was... Mmm, you know." It was quiet. His parents had decided that he was old enough not to need a sitter anymore, so that meant his time away from school was mostly time alone. He had probably spent about a week of his break with his parents. Combined. And most of that time was spent being quiet while they were on the phone. But, at least he had a 72" TV with subscriptions to every streaming service known to man, unlimited internet, and a gaming PC with maxed-out specs. So, who was he to complain?

He was about to divert the conversation to something string-related, but their reunion was cut short by somebody getting punched in the face. Somebody he knew very well...

Ryuuto let out a sigh, rubbing the bridge of his nose in exasperation, as he approached his friend. "You just had
to be the first person to pick a fight this year, didn't you?" Ryuuto smirked. Even though John got rocked pretty good, Ryuuto knew he was more than tough enough to take it. "I suppose I should thank you for the data though. I'm filing that redhead under 'powder keg.'"
@Hammerman@Azereiah

Sumiko lowered her arms. It looked like things had cooled down, but... pervert? That guy had tried to flirt with her? That wasn't the right thing to be doing, was it? And yet... ah, she hadn't really heard what was going on. If he'd been acting like a creepy pervert, well... she'd once punched an older guy who had been perving on one of her friends in middle school. But... it didn't seem like he was... he genuinely seemed pretty baffled about what was going on. And also now had a broken nose, that wasn't good either. Maybe it had been a misunderstanding? If it was, then it was probably best for both parties to apologize. The boy for not thinking about what he was saying, and the girl for punching him for it.

"It still might have been a misunderstanding, couldn't it?" Sumiko posited, taking a step towards the shorter girl as she did, "If it was, he'd still need to apologize for coming across like that, but you'd need to say you're sorry, too! After that, you'd understand one another and something like this wouldn't have to happen again!"

The brunette girl smiled brightly. This solution seemed like it made total sense to Sumiko. Though... she was a bit worried that the girl might be unwilling to say she was sorry, given how certain she was that the guy had been hitting on her. Still, if he was, did he deserve to be punched? If he was being enough of a pervert, yes, but... ah, she wish she'd heard the whole story. It would have made it easier to help them out.

At least her fellow students weren't still fighting!

@tipssyCalibrator@Azereiah

A young woman made her way through a wide open field of grass, a slight breeze blowing through her hair as she did so. Her long, flowing hair was done into two pigtails, matching the cheerful, bubbly appearance she let off. The young woman wore a white fitted top, a red and black plaid skirt, and a pair of red sneakers as well as a pair of black thigh-high socks.

It was not Chiaki's first time through this field, but she still felt a strange sort of anxiety as she strolled through. It may have merely been anticipation, but either way it was a feeling that Chiaki was plenty happy to bare. It only took a moment for the group of students to come into view, all sorts of hustle and bustle already going on among them. It was the sort of energy that Chiaki loved, she always loved being around the excitement, but as she thought of this she also thought of someone she knew would not be as excited...

@MacDuffy

She scanned the crowd for a moment, skipping along whimsically as she observed the sea of both semi-familiar and fresh faces, only taking a few moments before spotting out an all too familiar sour face among the masses. As her target was spotted, a mischievous smile stretched across her face as she weaved through the crowd. It was only a moment before she sneaked up behind Hondo, a young man she decided to be a friend from prior knowledge, though she never gave the luxury of letting him know that.

"Oh Hondooo!" she called, winding up to give him a slap on the back. What better way to greet a friend than with secretive assault.

Alexei Pavlov

This conundrum was starting to confuse Alexei. Johnathan claimed it was his fault, though Alexei wasn't entirely sure if he actually meant he had done something wrong. The girl seemed adamant he had made a pass at her, and if that was true, it would be less than pleasing. The consensus seemed to be that it was a misunderstanding though, and Alexei was inclined to agree. After all, Johnathan was not a new student, and he knew he wasn't a bad kid.

"Yes, that sounds fair." He said in regards to Natsuki's suggestion. "Let's go over to him and clear this all up, yes? I assure you, if he truly has perverted intentions, we will take action accordingly." Looking over to where John had gone, he remembered that Yuki Hisakawa was there, showing a strange amount of favor towards him. It was true that Yuki was now a staff member too, but it made Alexei wonder for a moment as to why he was sticking to John like glue. Maybe he just wanted to console the assault victim?

@tipssyCalibrator @VitaVitaAR

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Yasu Hirabayashi

Yasu had to admit that this school was proving to be more interesting than she first expected. It was just the first damn day, and already someone had punched someone else. Maybe the students here would prove to be more than just a pack of bland every-persons? Yasu had no idea what had started this, but it was entertaining nonetheless. It was just too bad that half of everyone, including that big Russian lug that brought her here, had intervened to stop it from getting more interesting. It looked like the one that got punched didn't care to fight back anyway, which was lame. It seemed the excitement wouldn't last forever.

But as far as stupidity went, it seemed it was still in ample supply. The twit that Yasu had pointed over to the crowd was now yelling again, demanding that someone tell him where to find the institute. The hilarious part was that nobody seemed to be paying any attention to him. "Hey, buddy..." She said to him in a less than sincere tone. "Why don't you try yelling even louder? Maybe this time someone will pretend to give a toss."

@Cu Chulainn

@Mercurial@Cu Chulainn

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Daisuke had finally arrived at the place, albeit a bit late since he had no map, but who needs a shitty map if you memorize (or try to) the way. Covered in branches and dirt from where he got lost Daisuke guessed that it was a bad idea coming here in a black suit, but he had to make a good first impression to his classmates and teachers. There was certainly a tense competition for the number one fighter in the school, some were already fighting over it, or at least that's what he deducted from seeing from afar.

Looking around he came into the realization that surely the building​ for the institution should be nearby where they are, yet he doesn't see it where he is nor he saw it when he was wandering in the forest. He couldn't ask the teachers since he would look like an idiot if he asked.

Just a few seconds after that someone yelled where the hell the institute was, the phrase “Great minds think alike, small minds rarely differ” entered his mind as he casually approached the man, hoping to overhear the answer. Unfortunately for both of them no one answered their question as everyone seemed absorbed on their own thing, except some girl who mocked the guy.

After that mockery it dawned on Daisuke that no one would care to answer one idiot question, but they would be more likely to answer a question two idiots have. Staying with his doubt of the location of the institution wasn't acceptable and despite Daisuke disregard for other people, he couldn't just expect to know the answer about things without asking, at least until he becomes the number one at everything.

Approaching the guy and girl he spoke to her first “I care, primarily because I don't know the answer too” before turning his face to the man “I'll help you find your answer​, not because I want to help you or anything like that, but because if I am to become the best I mustn't have any doubts on my mind”

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"That gross pervert tried to hit on me, that's why I did it!" so said the girl.

Freyja wondered if it were really so though, as she looked at the boy and he seemed confused by the whole ordeal. Perhaps this was just a big misunderstanding.

Her thoughts were echoed by an energetic girl who came to the scene, saying exactly that to the redhead. Like her name, she had the aura of a refreshing summer to her. And also of youthful innocence as she seemed quite distraught by the fact that her friends were fighting among one another. No doubt she was the kind of girl who would want to make lots of friends. In some aspects, she was the polar opposite of her pupil Ryuuto, who was always serious and grim. Not that she preferred her over him. She could tell that beneath that hard exterior of him, there lied a boy who wanted approval and companionship. And of course, she would be willing to provide exactly that to him. The girl didn't need her, but Ryuuto certainly did.

Alexei also followed the same train of thought as he asked her to go over to him and cleared up this whole misunderstanding. "Yes, I believe that would be for the best. I also have faith that he didn't mean anything bad in his actions," she added to Alexei's argument.

@Azereiah@Western Robot

Mako was watching all this excitement going on with a newfound sparkle in her closed eyes, and her hand had come up to her chin. "Oh, goodness!" she exclaimed cheerfully. Too cheerfully. "There is certainly a spark in the air, isn't there? I'm going to have to keep an eye on that girl and that boy in particular!"

Though it was hidden from everyone else, Daler could sense that the amusement Mako felt watching all the interesting, hectic, sometimes violent scenarios play out was a level of amusement that bordered on peverse.

@VitaVitaAR

"A girl your age should be making friends with real people, but I'm sure you're sick of your parents telling you that. That's what this schooling experience is for. Knowledge isn't the only thing I hope you'll learn"

She smiled again, and then stood up. She could sense that Clarabelle was getting impatient and on that note Mako was inclined to agree with her. Watching kids punch other kids was entertaining, but there's nowhere she'd rather be right now than her office, with a nice cup of tea, or maybe a beer.

"Hopefully we're not out here much longer, though," she started saying. "I'd like to be somewhere warm an I'm sure you would too."

Leo stood, arms crossed across his chest. His face would twitch every time someone would scream, easily piercing into his currently sensitive ears. However, it was useful in some circumstances. Such as being called a jackass. His lips pulled back slightly over his teeth, a habit despite his teeth currently looking flat. Asshole! You dare call us a jackass! Go! Let's go show him how we can really be a jackass! A huff of air escaped from Leo's chest. No, I won't go do that. Now be good and shut up! His thoughts were loud, definitely sounding like a shouting match. He took a deep breath, focusing back on hondo before snapping," I can hear you, lazy oaf." He looked back at the rest of the group, watching everyone interact still.

Next thing he knew, a large crash occurred near him. He jumped, letting out a startled growl, looking at the heap that had landed near him, decerning a young boy. Based off of the leaved that were on the ground and the ones floating down, the child attempted to jump from a tree. Upon further exam, he noticed the panda costume. He scoffed, rolling his eyes at the boy. He then spoke," strange choice of animal. Pandas are not known for their gracefulness"

All the sudden the yelling increased, causing his facial expression to become twisted. Shaking his head, he withdrew his ability, a headache beginning to form due to the volume. He watched, noticing the punch and the after effects. He snorted at the apparent optimism of many people, rolling his eyes. He didn't know how someone could be so excited.

@Dblade26@MacDuffy