@KatherinWinter
Phoebe nodded and smiled, "Yeah, and I think we can come up with some pretty cool ways to mix our abilities. make it so we can adapt quickly to each other and the situation. it's going to be great" She smiled happily, "Andyeah, we can help each other out if we needed it. We're gonna make each other stronger"

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@Mistress Dizzy
Connor smiled and gave her a hug, "Great" He said, "Makes it easier to, well, keep each other safe now doesn't it?" He swooped down and kissed her again, "I don't care what we do, because your the best choice for me" He smiled, knowing that they should go to class, but not particularly caring if they did or didn't

"Today we will be doing a simulation. This will be a group mission. You will be trying to rescue someone. Each pair will be responsible for one part of the rescue. You might want to have a meeting to decide who does what. You will be graded on what you do and how well you work together. Whenever your ready put your helmet on and I will start the simulation." Mimic explained.
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It would appear that before he got his question answered, the class assignment had already began! Taking a moment to consider the skills and abilities that both himself and Kassy seemed to process, he quickly came to a conclusion as he softly asked her "I'll take the lead and you'll support me?" in order to work out their team dramatic; They would have to see what was obstructions were in their way before going into actual battle plans, but he trusted that the two of them could work that out easily enough in the field.

@KatherinWinter@Mistress Dizzy

@Bright_Ops

Kassy nodded, immediately nervous about the idea of being thrown into battle. "I'll do my best." She wished they had more time, but maybe that was practical. A real fight could happen without warning, and you just had to learn. "See you in there, then." She looked at the helmet with unease, wondering just what it was going to do to her mind. Then she put it on and closed her eyes, trying to keep calm. Just so long as she didn't make a fool of herself, especially in front of such a nice stranger who'd volunteered to help.

With the structure of their team organized, Draco offered Kassy a small smile before turning in order to slip his own helmet over his head. It was time to see what the two of them would be going up against.

@Mistress Dizzy

@Caits@RumikoOhara@Mistress Dizzy@dabombjk@Spriggs27@BlackPanther@Archmage MC@Simple Unicycle@Weird Tales@Bright_Ops

Katherin picked up her helmet. She took a deep breath. She had mixed feelings about the simulations. They were good because they allowed them to practice in a realist way without hurting anyone. Which for her was important. She didn't want to hurt anyine. Been there done that didn't want to repeat the experience. But the bad thing was that it wasn't real which meant she could never tell if would hurt someone in the real world or not.

Griffin thought simulations were a waste of time. They gave people false confidence. It is easy to do slmethkng, or not do something, if you knew that the outcome wasn't real. This training didn't actually tach them anything. But curriculum wasn't up to him. He picked up the helmet and looked wround. Most of the group had paired up. He wasn't bothered by his lack of a partner. He was used to hunting alone.

Phoebe gave Katherin a smile, "You'll do fine, Kat" She said, picking up her own helmet, "We'll figure out our own way of doing things, this will help us" She assured her, getting comfortable, before she slipped the helmet on, leaning back in her chair, secure enough that she wasn't about to fall out as she activated the simulation, waiting for katherin to appear with her.

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Kalinda reached over and tapped Griffin on the shoulder, "some situations require you to work with others, you know" She said,with a bit of amusement in her tone, "And I don't think the teachers would count you guys as a pair. We've done well together before"

(Got no idea where DA has disappeared to again)

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Heading towards Class with Kijani, listening as they were told what to do, he retreived their helmets, holding out Kijanii's to her, he had to think that there had to be a better way to do simulations, yet right then wasn't the time or place. He looked up, "What to do you want to do?" He asked Kijani, genuinely valuing her opinion. @Mistress Dizzy@KatherinWinter

The two brothers made their way down and retrieved their helmets. With synchronized movements the helmets went onto their heads. They seemed indifferent to the idea of a simulation, but ready for it.

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Cole watched his classmates with an amused expression on his face. He walked with silence to a helmet and looked at it before giving a snort and sticking it on his head. why not. Play along until I have an opening to not have to On his helmet went even though he was acting solo this time around.

Makoto stepped off of the bus with her bag. She had been enrolled in a local university and had been living with a few other girls in a rather average home. Of course, she had spent just as much time practising her powers as she was hiding them. Especially with technology, she had already fried a few things from accidently exposing the machine to too much electricity. Makoto was always thankful to have the cellphone that Storm gave her. It was vibrant orange and bulky, not so fashionable but it was resistant to her abilities.

"I'm off the bus, just a block walk to the Academy." She texted to the three contacts in her phone; Storm, Phoebe and Kat. They were all likely in class but she liked to think that her friends from last year and her mentor, who helped her make the decision to come back to the Academy, would like to know she was here. With a sigh, not particularly heavy or light, Makoto began to walk the one block to the Academy. Her first day back was to start the day with a scheduled meeting with the principal, Batman. She expected no trouble as this would be her second time through the process.

@Caits @KatherinWinter

@Caits
Katherin nodded. She was sure that Phoebo was right. Her friend usually was. She took a deep breath. Confidence had never been her strong suit. Her powers seemed to have a mind of their own. Just when she thought though she had her abilities under control something happened to let her know that she didn't have as much control as she thought she did. As she fastened on her helmet she reminded herself that she had successfully completed simulations before. She could do it again.
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Griffin snorted. He had yet to come across a situation where he had to work with someone. People usually got in his way. Still he liked Kalinda and respected her skills. And she was probably right, while technically he was part of a pair Mimic wasn't likely to count it. Mostly because the teacher knew that he was protective of Zack was would push him to the back of their shared mind as possible. "You are probably right. Mimic will not count us as a pair. You are welcome to be my partner if you want to."

Stepping off the bus behind the oriental-looking blonde girl, Modlen adjusted her earbuds. There were only a select few styles of over-the-ear headphones she could wear that didn't start to hurt her ears after the first half hour and those styles were slowly starting to disappear. It was one of the many downsides to having pointed ears, Skullcandy wasn't too concerned on catering to the mutant demographic. Nevertheless, Moddy preferred to listen to music whenever possible, firstly so she could distract herself from her own anxiety and secondly so she couldn't hear the whispers and comments she knew were coming from passers-by. Even if they weren't saying anything, she was sure they were thinking it and the blaring music helped take her mind off that fact.

Looking down at the A4 printout, Modlen read the black-and-white ink directions to the Academy while using her free hand to reflexively adjust her goggles. They were a style of sunglasses used by bikers that were less likely to come off while riding, but Modlen, as with everything she wore, used them to hide as much of her appearance as possible. Next she reached up to pull her black hood over her head and make sure here face was still hidden. The hood was sewn on to the neck of a long-sleeved Mudvayne shirt with two slits cut into the shoulder blade area to let her wings through. Try as she might, there were just some things she couldn't hide.

The mutant girl sighed. Twelve hours ago she'd been at home with a lot less crap to deal with. She'd been a mutant all her life, that much she was used to. Or at least as used to it as any one person could be. But she'd always thought that was all. She'd seen mutants like Nightcrawler, Mystique and Beast in the news and thought that she'd just been unlucky like them, not that she was actually the child of Satan. Suddenly all those people who'd called her the Antichrist and the Great Whore bothered her even more.

Maybe dad's wrong? She thought to herself, Maybe my mother just looked like me and dad confused? She shook her head to clear her thoughts. She'd been fighting back these ideas the entire bus ride, there was no point in letting them overtake her now. Picking up her duffel bag and slinging it over he shoulder, Modlen reached down to make sure that her tablet was still in her camo cargo pants pocket before setting off, walking behind the young blonde girl.

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As the teens put on their helmets they would experience as their minds adjusted to the sim. Once they adjusted they would find themselves in what appeared to be a very large warehouse. Towards the back there would be a set of stairs that lead to what appeared to be a small office. ThE back wall was covered from floor to ceiling with shelves. On the shelves there were knives. Each one was different in some way. The way on the east side of the building had rows and rows of guns. The west side had bows and arrows.

@Caits@Bright_Ops

Kassy looked around, very startled as a completely new place revealed itself around her. Clearly it was some sort of armory. She stepped toward the wall toward the knives, picked one and weighted it in her hand a bit. "This will do." She then realized she was dressed very differently. The clothes she was wearing in class had been replaced by something she might wear in Namor's palace, and covered in flexible, durable shark leather armor. "Oh... is this some kind of effect of the program? How interesting." She went back to the side of her new partner, smiling slightly. "So, what should we do now?"

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Once they were fully inside the simulation, Kijani checked for her sword, and made sure she had plenty of paper ready. "To answer your question, Connor - you plan, I execute. You're the superior tactician here." She started to stretch and spin, working her muscles and trying to get ready for combat. "What IS the objective, anyway?"

Bleary eyes reluctantly crack open, simply to be assaulted by the light of a fully risen sun. "I set three alarms, there's no way." A pale faced, young man hurriedly sweeps back the unkempt, black hair partially obstructing his view and grabs his phone in disbelief. "Aw crap," Magnus mutters to himself as he sees the time, "why did this have to happen on my first day?" Springing out of bed, he dashes to the bathroom and after quickly brushing his teeth and splashing his face with water, he's back in his room and throwing on jeans and a shirt. Taking only a moment's pause for a his phone and a last minute application of body spray, Magnus is soon peddling down the street just as fast as his homemade bike could take him.

He skids to a stop twenty minutes later in front of the most amazing building he's ever seen. Although most people would simply notice the sheer beauty of the school, Magnus couldn't help but admire the subtle strength that had been incorporated into it. He could only assume that the sturdiness could only be a product of Tony Stark learning from the school's multiple experiences with destructive students and opposing forces alike. Magnus walks parks his bike in a stand and briefly considers locking it up like the other bikes he could see. Ultimately, however, he decides that at a school for superpowered beings, a simple metal chain wouldn't do much to stop a sufficiently motivated thief.

Upon entering what appeared to be the main building of the facility, Magnus spots a lobby with a host of computers and what appear to be informational pamphlets about the school. He makes his way to the computers and soon realizes that they must be the system for enrolling in classes, electives, and what not. He notices the option to live on campus but decides to wait to hear the advice of his parents. After finishing the enrollment process, during which he was forced to enroll in a class named Power Development, Magnus takes a mental note of his class schedule and a map of the campus. He rapidly reads through all the pamplets in the lobby, committing their information to memory, before practically sprinting through the empty hallways toward Power Development.

He walks in the classroom, wiping small beads of sweat from his brow, just in time to see the students donning some sort of helmet. The helmets appeared to all connected to a central system. "Must be some sort of virtual reality." The thoughts flash through his mind as he processes the scene, "After all, the class IS called Power Development. It's probably the safest way for the students to unleash their full potential. It looks like they're all getting ready to start, so I think I'll just wait back here." He silently finds an empty chair in the back of the room and resigns himself to being alone with his thoughts for the remainder of the class.

Approaching the door was a string of curses in various languages. A young woman shoved open the door, grasping her schoolbag and things and looking harried. "SHIT! This is really bad, I can't believe I slept through lunch, oh man..." She stopped short when she saw all of the other students hooked up to their devices.

"Yeah. I'm going to get expelled, and Otou-san's going to lock me in my room with no WiFi until I'm thirty. Goody." She dropped into a chair with a frustrated huff, running her hands through her thick mop of black hair. Only then did she seem to notice the only other student outside of the simulation.

"I guess I'm not the only screw up today?"

Cole looked around the warehouse with amusement. He was still in his suit...the only factor of his attire that changed was the color of his gloves from white to black. He walked to a knife and picked it up. Good enough He shook his head before lightly going back down the stairs knife in hand. Suddenly, before he reached the bottom, he froze. A look around himself as he sensed a presence. One of demonic stature. Cole blinked throughly confused for a moment before shaking his head and going down the rest of the steps.

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Hachi and Jasper stood side by side their outfits changed significantly. Jasper decked out in red with his kitsune mask in place while hate was dressed in a deep blue with his less ornate mask on his face. The slowly went up the stair before scoping out the weapons. Jasper picked up two katanas while hate grabbed knives. Both headed back down with both having their weapons poised and ready for a fight.

@Mistress Dizzy

As they entered the simulation, Draco opened his eyes and took a moment to look around. What he saw suggested that they were in an arm dealers or weapon collectors wet dream; A large warehouse that had one wall dedicated to an impressive collection of knives, another that was covered with guns and for good measure a final wall covered in bows and arrows. It was an amazing collection to be sure, but Draco didn't seem to have much interest in it... through he did take a moment to look through the collection of knives in order to pick out a camping knife and its sheath, checking the blade for just a moment before sliding it back into its cover and clipping it to his belt. While he didn't hold much faith in the blade as a weapon, he could admire the other utilities that it could be used for.

Turning to look at his partner, he couldn't help but notice the change in her attire. After letting his gaze linger up and down her form to take it in, he glanced down at his own attire and was slightly impressed by the fact that the simulation had managed to come up with what he considered to be his hero outfit despite the fact that he had arrived at the class less then ten minutes before the simulation started. Chuckling a little, he glanced back at his partner as he shrugged at her question "I say give it a minute or so to see if we get any instructions. After that we can either check out the office over there or maybe have a playful spar?"

Now that they had at least two possible courses of action if they got no outright instruction, Draco decided to ask a question that was on his mind as he offered Kassy a smile "I like your choice of outfit. It looks good on you while also appearing rather functional... through I don't think I've ever seen that kind of leather before. What is it?"

@Mistress Dizzy
Magnus had hear the frantic pace of someone rushing through the halls, but didn't turn his head until a young woman burst through the doors of the classroom. He tilts his head as a deluge of expletives leave the lips of the raven haired youth. "There's no need for that kind of language." He says jokingly before replying to her statement with a laugh, "Apparently not. Call me selfish, but I'm glad I'm not the only one showing up to class late. Misery loves company and whatnot." He shifts in his seat to face his fellow delinquent and asks, "I'm Magnus. And you are?."

((Would it be safe to assume that the languages she was using were a mixture of African and eastern Asian languages?))

Makoto walked up the steps to the Academy with a more deliberate, slow pace. She drank in the view of this familiar and yet anxiety provoking place. She had been aware of the person walking behind her, but it wasn't until they rounded the same corner as her and began to walk the steps did she realise the implications. Makoto turned, deciding that she should be friendly as the other student would be heading to see Batman as well.

"Good afternoon." Makoto said, flashing a small cordial smile. "Are you attending The Academy this year as well? I'm on my way to see Batman. Want to join me?" It was better to offer kindness than to awkwardly walk don the halls with the girl following her. Plus, this school and its residence had shown her so much care already and she wanted to pass that along.

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Modlen stopped at the steps as the young blonde girl greeted her, reflexively pulling her wings a little closer to her back and tensing slightly as she removed the earbuds, music audibly playing from them. Moddy was the kind of person who'd read the warning prompts on her tablet about unsafe audio levels but increase the volume anyway. In her opinion, if they were really serious about safe audio levels, they wouldn't let her turn the volume up that high would they?

She felt her chest tighten a little as her heart started to beat a little faster. It almost always happened when talking to someone but it was a guaranteed reaction if it was someone she didn't know. Her mind was suddenly racing for things to say and add while other parts of her mind started to worry about how she was acting and if she was saying the right thing.

Crap, she thought to herself, Be normal. Be cool. Don't screw this up. It's fine, she's just being friendly. Be friendly back, don't be a freak!

"Uh, yeah. Thanks." She replied, lowering her head slightly and looking down, "My dad just enrolled me, so I was going to ask the reception or something about who I should see."

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