Red Winston
Red was in fact clueless with power classes. The only reason he used the word telepath before was because it was a common word in science fiction movies. Apart from that, it was entire coincidental that he just happened to talk about a power class, although it was easy to figure what each power class represented when he heard about telepathy and Extra-Sensory powers.
"To be frank, Deborah, I have no idea that powers were categorised, but apparently they do. Of course, I am not going to ask you about the types of powers existing, since it would be a waste of time. Sooner or later, someone else will fill these trivial gaps. But it is pretty interesting that you can use telepathy if you have another person's object." Red stated.
Red followed Deborah's example and looked at the clock too. There wasn't much time left for him and Deborah to make a decent conversation about anything important. However, he was moved by Deborah's gesture of telling him things about classes. He took it as a sign that the two were now on friendly terms and that she was a person he could count on in the Academy if needed. He recognised her as a respectable individual and was willing to be as cooperative with her as needed, since he had the feeling that they could achieve many things together. He took the cloth with Deborah's and Sannon's number and wrote his own in a handkerchief with a pen he took with him, in case it was needed in class.
"The only thing that could surprise me in class was a gigantic lizard-man teaching Bio-chemistry, but I am aware of that. Other than that, if it was a normal school, I would probably graduate by tomorrow. I could probably correct the books if they have mistakes!" he joked.
He decided to make his leave and head to class, since he didn't want to rush there. If he was walking slowly, he would probably check out the surroundings and find something interesting.
"Thank you for your time, Deborah! See you at the lounge, I guess!" he said and left.
Victoria LaRouse
Victoria was awake from 6 o' clock. It was her daily routine to wake up so early, since she made a deal with Deborah. She should be awake before her and do her daily workout and come back by the time Deborah left, so they could avoid the morning quarrel about the room being a mess, with Victoria always complaining about it. From a normal person's view, the room was tidy, but Victoria would make a fuss over the shampoo's cap not been properly set or the curtains not symmetricaly pulled. Someone with sensitive nerves would probably kill her and any witness who knew about her habit would probably keep his mouth shut. So, after a long time of arguements, Victoria and Deborah came to this agreement. Victoria's workout lasted from 6:00 when she woke up to 7:30, when Deborah would surely be out of her room. After that, she would go back to the room, sleep again for half an hour, wake up again, eat quickly in the Cafeteria and then off to school. She would find either Vera or Sylvia to go together, otherwise she would just march on her own.
As usual, Victoria wore tight workout capris, so as to not show off her well-built buttocks much, a tight shirt and a cap, although the sun wasn't that bright this early. After three years in the Academy, she had found the best route for a workout, without being seen by the staff members and get scolded. Her daily routine included a 2 km run, aerobic excercise and leg muscle strengthening. After all, her legs were her weapons. It was them that would make her the Arena champion one day. Today, though, she happened to come across another runner, although from afar, since this one was taking another route, which, if Victoria remembered correctly, would eventually lead to Adam Blackmore, who was sitting nearby quite often. She didn't recognise the runner, probably because she was a new student. She didn't attend the opening ceremony, thinking that it would be a waste of time not to train, so she didn't come to meet any new students. The morning siren wasn't a startle for her anymore, but a reminder that she had After her workout was finished, she turned back to the room and slept for half an hour, after taking a shower, the time being 7:45. As promised, Deborah was gone by then, so there wasn't anyone around to complain about the room being "untidy".
It was now 8:15. Victoria had to dress, go grab something to eat and head to class. She quickly wore a yellow Nike T-shirt with "Never Give up" written under the brand's logo, another pair of tight, black workout capris and a pair of white Nikes with blue stripes, the latest model available at the shop. She always had her clothes prepared from the day before to save time. After going through the usual morning routine (brushing teeth, use cosmetics etc.), she rushed to the Cafeteria. Most of the people were already eating, so the line to the buffet wasn't that big, another good thing with the schedule Victoria had. However, the new students at the Cafeteria were pretty interesting. There was a small kid with a tail sitting in a table, an amputated Megazord offspring at another, another one-armed castaway a bit further and many other interesting faces. She would like to find out a bit about the students, but she was hungry. Her metabolism was burning calories pretty fast and she had to balance her diet, a pretty tiring task to someone who lacked the will to make sacrifices when it came to food. After picking up a well-balanced nutritional breakfast, she was about to sit in a nearby table, where she saw the runner from early in the morning. She felt bad for not warning her in the morning, so she decided to share her secret workout route with her. She approached her (Nikki) and said:
"You have a pretty good body structure! I saw you in the morning jogging and I am pretty sure that you must have come across a staff member. I guess that you wouldn't get into trouble since it is essentialy your first day, but I can show you a more discreet workout route, which I use!"
She was so eager to talk to the girl that she didn't realize that she came out of nowhere and just started speaking with excitement, until several seconds later.
"Oh, excusez-moi, mon amie! Je m'appelle Victoria, or my name is Victoria in plain english! Nice to meet you!"