@CajunRobinHood @Caits @Mistress Dizzy @BlackPanther @Goliah@Hidden Lilly @Bright_Ops @Eviledd1984 @TechnoWizROK
The looters continued to hit buildings taking everything they could. Buildings continued to burn and crumble. Hydra had arrived with many soldiers and began firing at the heroes. If that wasn't enough a storm started. The wind began to blow. It wasn't just a light breezbreeze but a strong gust. It was at least eighty miles an hour.

Katherin was overwhelmed by all the different problems and attacks. She had never been in a situation like this. She had no idea where to begin. Her abilities could be used all of places. She grabbed a couple of guns. "I think I might be the most use at the fires. I can put them out. Or at least slow them down so that others can save the people."

Griffin slide as many knives as he could carry on his body. He pulled a sword just as others appeared. He whirled around with a sword in hand. Too many attacks at one time. He didn't know who was friend and who was for. Anyone he didn't recognize was considered a threat. He bared his teeth and ran towards the nearest person he didn't know.

@KatherinWinter

Roy was using his powers and could see a group of undead people ranging form freshly deceased and some decaying. Most of them making their way beside Roy. "Now go kill" He said to his undead comrades who all charging at the attackers while Roy was behind them readying his whip. His other hand holding his baton getting ready.

He had the plan of having the undead being cannon fodder doing as much damage as possible. He would be disarming and helping out the other students.

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"We'll skip the formalities for now. Do either of you have a plan?"[/color] he asks, "Because if you don't, I do."
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@CajunRobinHood@KatherinWinter

"I have electricity and open palm style fighting. I just need to get in close to use it. What's your-" Makoto spoke in a raised voice over the noise. The wind picked up dirt and debris, flinging it around and making it hard to breathe. "We need better cover." she gasped.

The simulation was overwhelming, she felt hopeless as the elements and enemies seemed to get stronger. The only positive thing was that the wind began forcing the enemies back a bit and the looters into buildings instead of the streets.

"The civilians, what's your plan?" She continued, barely able to open her eyes and look straight at the boy in front of her.

@KatherinWinter
Dante stops in front of the door to the classroom a little out of breath. she had gotten lost amongst the pathways and corridors of the Academy and now she was late.
Of, freakin, course I'm late on my first day...
she takes in a deep breath and lets her heart rate go down.
It's fine Dante, just don't do it too much.. and Its not like they're going to expel you after accidentally being late once.
after thoroughly preparing herself Dante slides open the door to the classroom quietly, peeking inside as she does. She see's most of the students are wearing some kind of helmet and becomes somewhat confused. She fully enters the room and looks at the teacher with an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry I'm late I got kind of lost on the way here. um... What is our assignment?"

@Goliah
Cole had been enjoying himself. Probably too too much for what would be perceived as a hero. The now high speed winds did not seem to deter him much, but something made him pause. That odd feeling from earlier...it was stronger now.

Cole started following that feeling and spotted someone...different. He twirled the sword in his hand and straightened his blood stained black suit jacket. "So...you're the cause. Who are you" his grey eyes took on an intensity as he stared at her. He had to know why he was getting that weird feeling...simulation be damned.

Modlen quickly found herself in what she could only describe as a warzone. There were looters and fires all around her. Instinctively she spread her wing, preparing to fly away before realising that she had put on a VR headset. Looking around in awe, she could brealy believe what she was seeing, much less feeling. This wasn't like any VR headset she'd ever tried, this felt real. She could feel the heat from the flames.
It was then that she noticed the plain looking boy with grey hair and eyes, wearing the bloodstained suit wielding a sword. He was talking to her. Modlen suddenly found herself hoping he was part of the simulation too, or at least that she couldn't be hurt while inside of it. She also realised that the disonant tone she had been hearing earlier had returned, and it seemed to be coming from him. She wondered if it was his mutant power. He was wielding a sword after all, perhaps he made it resonate at a frequency that allowed it to cut better?

Looking around at the chaos, Modlen answered the stranger. "I'm... I'm Modlen. Is this supposed to be part of the class? Are you an NPC?" It was at that moment she realised that in order to put on the headset, she had needed to remove her goggle, leaving her four pupils exposed. Performing a quick check, Modlen noticed to her horror that, while she still wore the same clothes she had when she put on the headset, her hood had stayed down and her googles were gone, fully exposing her winged, grey-skinned, four-pupiled mutant appearance. Even her tail was free. Modlen froze at the revelation.

@BlackPanther@KatherinWinter

@Hidden Lilly @Mistress Dizzy @KatherinWinter

Magnus nods, "That'll come in handy." He points out a Hydra soldier wearing the telltale, shiny insignia of an officer and asks, "Do you see that man? I think he's the officer in charge of their mission. If you could use your electricity to knock him out, I could put on his uniform and maybe trick the others into standing down. He looks kind of similar to me, and with all the wind and dust blowing around, they might not notice the difference." He turns to the black clad stranger next to him and asks, "Would you be able to get us close by taking out any soldiers in our way? Preferably quietly, if possible"

@Goliah
Cole stared at her in utter disbelief. How could she think he was an npc? His ego felt bruised. "I'm no more an npc then you are human so tell me why am I getting such an odd feeling from you" he pointed the sword at her and it slowly morphed back to a knife.

Cole stuck the knife in his pocket and circled the girl. "Did my father send you as some sort of retriever? Because I'm not going back" he hadn't said his name. He felt if she was sent by his father she would know it. His eyes narrowed as he stood in front of her. He was clearly suspicious. Also lacking a bit in the communication department, but that should be somewhat expected.

"Oh you're unconscious?" The white-haired teen drops the comatose soldier, "That was boring.. eh?" The sudden strong winds catching his attention, the strong gusts making him pause and blink. Sol watches, off from a distance, at the scenes that were unfolding; the looters, HYDRA soldiers, classmates who were right now schooling the two groups and not to mention the burning buildings, speaking of which..

With a wave of his hand the pyrokinetic torches up the nearest structure on fire: a modest-looking apartment complex, with the much hotter cosmic flames eating up the source of oxygen, the regular ol' plain fires had little time before they were snuffed out with the lack of fuel to burn. Satisfied with his work he disperses his own flames, leaving the apartment somewhat charred but no longer on fire. "Neat." Sol murmurs to himself before flying off to other burning buildings to the same.

@Mistress Dizzy@KatherinWinter

Modlen raised her hands and started to apologize. "I'm sorry! I'm not used to this kind of VR and I don't know who's what!" She looked around lost and clearly overwhelmed and a little confused, "I only just transferred here! The lady at reception told me to see Batman then he sent me to class and now I'm here. I really don't know what I'm supposed to be doing here. Are we supposed to be saving our classmates or the NPC's? What is happening?!"

@BlackPanther

Arriving in the middle of class time was not ideal. She had been slowed by paperwork of all things. Her parents were not ones to deal with such in advance. Well maybe her mother was, but Frea was largely left to manage her own affairs now. Being pretty much off the grid in Asgard and other realms meant she was having to make up all those years of absent documents.

Having met with all the necessary staff and given a brief orientation she was given directions to Power Development. Stepping in while the others were already set up she was caught up with the basics. Before putting on the helmet she made note of the other student's appearances. That didn't really tell her much.

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Being dropped into the ongoing simulation, Frea was greeted with utter chaos. Buildings were damaged, things were on fire, people were looting, the weather was poor, armed soldiers and tanks were showing up, and the students were scurrying around every which way trying to control the situation. Having appeared fully clothed in her armor and possessing her twin blades (to be fair that is what she showed up in in real life for class) she was pretty much ready to go.

It took a moment for the woman to get her bearings. There were quite a few problems to manage all at once and it was somewhat difficult to single out which was more pressing. The decision was made for her though as a tank took aim at her. Just managing to notice a shell coming her way she narrowly managed to brace for impact. The resulting explosion threw Frea through the wall of a nearby building. While she could survive the blast it did daze her a bit. She hadn't expected to step into a warzone. Gritting her teeth she climbed back out of the hole her body had created. "Very well, you are first to taste my blade."

Breaking into a sprint she began to close the gap at an inhuman speed. Passing several other students she made a Beeline toward the tank. Dodging a second shot without stopping, a soldier had the misfortune of being in the way and Frea ran him over like a truck. Now up close and personal with the armored vehicle she slashed at one of the treads and shattered the track. The tank itself would weigh too much for her to lift but that didn't mean she couldn't trash the thing. Sheathing her blades and stepping atop the tank she dropped a fist against the main turret, bending in out of shape and making firing a bad idea. Grabbing the lip of the turret she began to lift. The metal began to groan as the top of the tank began to pry away. The soldiers inside began to panic as it appeared an insane woman was about to open the top like a can and beat the ever living stars out of them.

Connor smiled, watching the scene, he knew Kijani well enough to know she wasn't truly concerned about the blood, but rather seeking to use it as a way to control herself. It was how she dealt with things-although he doubted she'd had many, if any, experiences with this. He gave her a smile, wanting to give her a hug, but knowing that that could push her over the edge-something she wouldn't want in this sort of situation.

"Well, at least its only virtual" he said, putting an inflection of amusement in his voice, keeping his gaze on ner, before he checked to make sure everyone had been rescued, before looking back to Kijani, "rest for a bit, that was more then awesome"

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Phoebe nodded and smiled, trying to encourage Katherin, "sure, we can head that way. My petrified wood could be useful, if there is a lot of structurally damage, it can resist the fires for a time" she said, picking a weapon, although she was quite content with her powers.

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Kalinda was more then content to stay in the shadows, and she did so, ready to provide support if he needed it, but also to make sure that she covered his back, looking about to make sure there was no one ready to sneak up on him.

@KatherinWinter@Mistress Dizzy

@Goliah
Coles eyes narrowed before he shook his head. This one was far too dull to be sent by his father. "you're training to be a hero right? So do whatever you think you're supposed to be a hero" he shook his head before taking out the knife. With a twirl the knife lengthened once more into a sword. He pointed at her with it. "Once class is over I'll be talking to you." with that he turned and made his way to the enemies which he began attacking once more.

@Hidden Lilly@CajunRobinHood

Jin didn't think that was such a great plan, but she wasn't much of a planner to begin with. It would have been a lot easier to just go in there and kill all of the soldiers, but she didn't want to be acting alone. There were a lot of soldiers, and she wasn't absolutely certain she could win against a military tank.

"I'm not really great with normal people. I could give you a shield against the gunshots, but that's really the best I can do if I'm not fighting. Just tell me what I need to do and I'll do it though."
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@Caits

Kijani didn't trust herself to answer Connor, so she just nodded, then knelt on the ground and tried to catch her breath. She really had to work on her endurance. There would be no use in her coming out if she couldn't last longer than ten minutes in battle. "Alright. I'm going to eat like a horse at lunch." She stood and pulled her sword, looking like nothing had happened earlier at all. "Come on. I say we go on the offensive." She pointed out the tanks approaching. And a young woman opening one like it was a can of soup.

"...huh. Kickass."

Dante received no answer as towheat was going on, all she could see was that everyone was wearing some kind of metal helmet. She silently seated herself into one of the chairs and took an available helmet and slowly lowered it into her head.
She descended into utter chaos. There was so much going on she barely knew where to start. There were armed soldiers, a few fires, looters, some kind of windstorm, and a bunch of suoerpowered Yahoos trying to tackle it all at once. She assumed the latter were her classmates.
First things first, I need to get changed. She found the first soldier she could see and ran straight at him. The guy noticed her just as she was a few feet away and raised his gun. Dante grabbed the barrel of the weapon and felt her body grow slightly more stiff and rigid. Anyone watching would see that her entire body was now a shiny metal, the same as the kind in the gun. As the weapon fired it hit her metal chest and ricocheted back at tge man, hitting him in the thigh. Upon impact of the bullet, Dante felt a heavy pressue, but nothing else. She might have a bruise later, if anything.
The soldier upon being shot in the leg fell and began to scream. Dante ignored him and continued to search for what she should do next.
I might be able to help with the fire?
She began to make her way in that direction.

Roy was using the incoming undead to do most of the grunt work most of them being mowed down by the weapons welded by the attackers. Some of them getting pasted the defenses of the attackers and started to tear them apart in a spray of blood and guts. For the most part he was acting alone not even noticing the other students figuring out their plan and such.

Roy was moving slowly towards the soldiers using his whip to disarm any of them trying to attack him. Using the undead like a shield to protect him form the firing.

@CajunRobinHood@Mistress Dizzy@KatherinWinter

Makoto nodded and turned to Jin. "If you give me cover, I can get close enough to knock him out." She said awaiting a cooperative response. Once she had it Makoto did her best to slink off out from behind the debris into the dust, and towards the Officer. She covered her mouth and nose with a sleeve as best she could, doing her best to breathe normally. There were many narrow misses, though she didn't think that the soldiers were aiming for her. She was glad for her lighter colored clothing and hair as it might have helped her blend into the dust and sands. She ended up having to circle the group a bit before a path to the Officer was exposed enough for her to slip in. Praying for a distraction of a sort, or the soldiers to be ordered ahead of the officer, she began to use the sand and dust to help create an electric charge.

It occurred to her that maybe if she played her cards right, she could turn the sand storm into an electric sand storm. She would have to check into that or try it later. Right now, she did have a task at hand. Sneaking as best she could up to the Officer, she extended her hands behind him, looking for a bit of open skin to deliver her shock and not char the uniform.

@Hidden Lilly@Mistress Dizzy@KatherinWinter

Magnus nods gratefully and replies to Jin, "Thank you." Turning to tell Makoto they should get moving, he discovers that she had already began making her way to the officer. Knowing he probably wouldn't win in a fight against one of the soldiers, he makes sure to stay close to the blonde-haired girl. He converses silently with himself as he weaves through the dust and rubble,"Hopefully the girl in the suit will uphold her part of the plan so can take out the officer without being noticed. I know I didn't tell them this, but I highly doubt I'd be able to convince the soldiers to halt the attack completely without raising their suspicions. It'll probably be a safer bet to order them to switch to nonlethal weapons and pretend we need to take the students in alive. That should give my classmates enough of an edge that they can push the soldiers back."

@Hidden Lilly@CajunRobinHood

Jin did what she was asked, and started to shield the electricity girl from danger. Sheer power flowed out of her, and her dark eyes lit up bright silver behind her goggles. The shield itself was invisible, but the amount of dust in the air left a bubble-shaped void where Jin lay it over them. Shields were the one thing Jin felt like she could do without messing it up. You couldn't overpower a shield - it just made it stronger. True, she was going to have a massive headache after this, but as long as her teammate stayed safe, it would be fine.

She really didn't think this plan was going to work though. This guy may be smart, but would he know the right lingo in order to make the troops retreat? Wouldn't an army trained to fight metahumans, mutants and everyone else be prepared for brainwashing, hypnosis, doppelgangers and all sorts of trickery? She shot a nervous glance back to Magnus, but his face betrayed nothing.

Modlen watched her classmate walk away, sword in hand, and thought about what he had said. Was she really here to become a hero? She had always thought she was receiving training to better understand and control her powers. Sure, she'd always thought of how she could help others, that she'd be more accepted as a hero, but she always thought of such notions as fanciful daydreaming. Add on top of that the revelation of her parentage and... Well, people would be more likely to think of her as the antichrist before they thought of her as a hero.

Nevertheless, she was here now. This was a class, albeit an unconventional one, which meant she was being graded. With that in mind, Modlen scanned the area like she would scan the questions on a quiz before answering, looking for the simplest problem to solve first before moving on to the more difficult ones.
There was plenty of blood to be found, that much was certain. The VR sim was unapologetic in its detail of gore, injuries and bodies, but Modlen found it disturbingly simple to detach herself when she realised it was all a glorified game masquerading as a test. She had no idea how realistic the looters would be though. Could she feel pain here? She'd rather not find out just yet. So that ruled out combat. She could try to fashion armor out of the blood, but she hadn't quite gotten then hang of it yet. The form-fitting shapes were just beyond her skills right now and a club or bat were much less complex.

That just left support, which she could do. Because where there were bodies, there were flies. The smoke might cause some trouble, but Modlen was certain that with enough concentration, they'd ignome their baser instincts. Focusing intently, Moddy closed her eyes. Throughout the area, over the sounds of panic and conflict, a slight buzzing could be heard, growing louder and louder until a dark cloud began to form. Thousands upon thousands of buzzing flies descended on the scene, specifically targeting the eyes, ears, nostrils and mouths of looters and combatants. Unfortunately, since Modlen was new to the class, she couldn't correctly identify her other classmates in order to exclude them from the onslaught, hindering their efforts to provide aid while also helping to provide them with cover.

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