[IC] Academy of Heroes and Villains

[twave]

Already on her way Estella entered the PD class. She took a seat and waited for Mimic to give instructions.

As everyone started to go to class. Autumn decided that the best course of action would be to follow everyone else. "I wonder what this class is. I heard murmuring about the teacher being hard on students."

[SomeoneSomewere]

Austin looked worriedly at Connor, knowing he didn't have his knowledge back. He said," good luck.." He watched Mimic, hopeing he wouldn't go after Connor too hard due to him not being able to really fight against him to the best of his ability.

[Mistress Dizzy]

Kijani heard the announcement from where she was sitting, and got up with a faint sigh. She headed off to class and hoped that it wouldn't be too embarrassing with Connor. She also hoped she wouldn't get picked by Mimic. She was still without her powers.

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Devika headed off to class and sat in the back. She wondered if the teacher hated her for what she'd made him feel. Luckily she didn't have to do anything like that again.

[knight125]

John sits in his usual spot and leans back in his seat, already dangerously close to falling asleep.

Anthony enters the class and sits next to Ben, who had been there for a few minutes. He leans over and asks quietly, "Ben, have you noticed that over the past month, your canine teeth have grown noticeably more pronounced?"

Ben shakes his head and frowns as he pokes the aforementioned teeth. He jerks his hand away in surprise when he feels the deceitfully sharp teeth, then says, "That's really weird. I guess it happened so slowly that I grew accustomed to it without ever noticing it. Kind of like how a frog won't jump out of water that's slowly brought to a boil. What do you think it means?"

Anthony shrugs, "It's obviously latent mutant physiological changes. If your father indeed has spider DNA fused with his, you might simply be evolving more than he did, and they may be fangs. If you want, after classes, I could see if I can extract any venom from them. If I am able to extract some, I will most likely have to wait until tomorrow to analyze it."

Ben smiles, "That'd be a really awesome power to have. Just sneak up on someone and kill them with one bite. Thanks Luthor."

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor grimaced but got up. This, He thought, was going to be just like the first day. What did he know about mimic now?

Attack first. Talk later. It had worked before. Would he be expecting that? Connor didn't know. He headed into the room, frowning. He stood, feet apart, hands up ready in fists.

Connors fighting knowledge hadn't been taken away-simply his abilty to use his suit, and to build stuff. His logical thinking abilities hadn't been touched. So he stared at Mimic, smiling slightly. As if he was completely at ease with the situation.

[Dioxide]

Mimic

“So you want to dance, geek? Alright, let’s dance.”

He stood in fighting stance and walked cautiously towards Connor. His arms up covering his face, his feet always equidistant from one another, firm to the ground, he was ready.

“Let’s go, pretty boy.”

[MarshiestMallow]

"Pretty boy, why Mimic, I didn't know you thought that way" Connor said, And then attacked. Connor had been focusing on his speed and strength. He had learned some flexibility, and style, but his attacks were generally sharp and too the point.

Always think two moves ahead. So Connor pulled up short, hoping to throw mimic off balance, watching closely.

[Dioxide]

Mimic

Caits said
Connor

"Pretty boy, why Mimic, I didn't know you thought that way" Connor said, and then attacked. Connor had been focusing on his speed and strength. He had learned some flexibility, and style, but his attacks were generally sharp and to the point. Always think two moves ahead. So Connor pulled up short, hoping to throw mimic off balance, watching closely.

This musn’t registered on an emotional level.

He too would think several steps ahead.

He wanted to play this game.

It would be like the reenactment of The Final Problem all over again.

First, he would attempt to punch forward. Connor will attempt a guard while he would quickly bring his fist to the lower abdomen.

Surely this would be pushed away. Lunge forward; push him forward to cause him to lose balance.

And so Mimic executed his plan one step at a time. He punched forward, readying his second fist for the next step.

[KatherinWinter]

Griffin tried to remember the boys powers, but as pulling up a blank. The kid wasn't showing any obvious abilities. Was he trying to fool the instructor? Did he specialize in some form of combat?

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor blocked the punch, thinking quickly, widening his eyes slightly, seeing Mimic readying a second attack. He stepped backwards and to the side, thinking through all the moves he had watched, practiced, all the fights he had seen here.

He stepped close towards mimic. His long lets could be an advantage or disadvantage, and he wasn't yet comfortable with his kicks anyway. Better to keep both feet planted on the ground.

He suddenly moved forward to punch, his other hand ready and waiting, prepared.

[twave]

Ben already has plans after classes today. She was looking at them, eavesdropping from across the room. Most of the time she was good about keeping to herself but at the moment she was keeping an eye on Ben.

[Dioxide]

Mimic

Oh the predictability, as Mimic caught Connor’s fist mid-air, and with his free hand, extended it and with his palm, slammed Connor’s nose. There was a slight crunch to the touch of the skin.

“You annoyed yet, boy? Your genius mind fussy and unclear?”

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor didn't cry out. Instead he smiled, despite the blood from his nose "predictable"

Now that mimic was close, Connor twisted his caught hand around, capturing mimics own arm, he attacked with a round house kick, all the while bringing up his free hand in a punch directly at mimics face, shifting his weight to maintain his balance.

[knight125]

Anthony frowns and tells Estella, "If you must communicate telepathically, which I understand, use someone else to relay your message verbally. It won't take long to try and extract venom. I also have plans, so I wouldn't offer to do something that would cause me to be late."

Ben replies mentally, "Estella, I'm still going to help you. I just want to find out if I've developed another power."

[Dioxide]

Connor
Connor didn't cry out. Instead he smiled, despite the blood from his nose "predictable" Now that mimic was close, Connor twisted his caught hand around, capturing mimics own arm, he attacked with a round house kick, all the while bringing up his free hand in a punch directly at mimics gave, shifting his weight to maintain his balance.
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His vision was dazed; his head wobbly, his reaction time slow after that roundhouse kick and punch.

With all his might, he pulled on his arm, a judo-flip that sent Connor over Mimic’s head, hitting the floor.

He pinned his knee on Connor’s chest with pressure.

“You done?”

He walked into the classroom

"Ben, you're up!"

[twave]

Not really paying attention to the fight Estella turned slightly. I won't make puppets out of my friends. I'll talk to you the same as everyone else. Until such a time as I may speak for myself. Her message wasn't markedly harsh, more as a statement of how she chose to conduct herself. She saw no reason to treat anyone differently. And if it won't take long, I suppose I can't protest.

[knight125]

Anthony chuckles and replies with what can only be described as a deafening mental scream, "This is the last time I will respond to a mental message from you. You communicate my way, or not at all. My mind is my sanctuary, and I won't have an alien defile it." He then begins thinking in Latin and turns his attention to the T.V. screen.

[MarshiestMallow]

Connor could have kept fighting. But he was already bruised and battered from the fight early on in the week. So he nodded.

"After landings a hit and a kick? You bet" he said, shoving mimic off him, and standing. "I think I'll go clean up" he started out the roomp

[twave]

Estella shook her head softly. She doubted that even if she could speak that Anthony would care for her opinion. She was slightly amused though. The boy acted as if privileged, yet she as a princess did her best not to act the same way. How odd that two people should choose such different paths. Though perhaps she was reading too much into things.

[KatherinWinter]

Katherin winced in sympathy as Conner got his butt kicked by Mimic. The teacher got way too much pleasure out of beating them. Still they usually learned something in the process so she guessed it was worth it.