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I walked over to the desk and picked up the .357. I never shot a gun before, I didn't know much about them. But I did play a game once that described this sort of gun. It's supposed to be a hand cannon. If someone inexperienced were to use it and not be prepared for the recoil, or even be strong enough to take it, it could easily dislocate a person's arm. I'd only use this if absolutely necessary. I mean, ammo'll be difficult to find, I'll have a finite amount of ammo.

I tucked the revolver and the key into my pocket and then accessed the desktop. Hopefully it was linked to the internet. If so, I could get a message out there. Hopefully someone could come and rescue me...
I gave them a blank look. "It's quite rude to try and mess with someone that's adapting to an alien environment." I crossed my arms and sighed, walking behind them as we were led to the dorms. I looked around me quietly. "That... feeling again." I took a deep breath and tried to ignore it. It... doesn't mean anything. Just paranoia, or maybe wishful thinking. Everything... is as it's supposed to be... right?

I walked ahead of everyone the second we entered the dorms. "I'm going to go to my room, good evening, everyone." I began walking towards the stairs, but then stopped, turned around and cast my gaze towards Matt, just before he left. "Oh, yes, I forgot to elaborate my point earlier. Silly me." I smiled and then my gaze grew cold as I clasped my hands together in front of my lap. "Mental conditioning is just a rather... malevolent sounding term, no? It makes me think of trying to make people change their thinking and behaviors to suit those that wish it so. I mean, it could refer to turning people into obedient remorseless little killing machines. Perfect little soldiers to fight the pointless little wars of man, for the profit of those that can see the potential in all of this. Soldiers that can decimate enemies with magic, a potent weapon indeed something that would put mercenary companies far ahead of the game and put them into high demand." My gaze... seemed to pierce his very soul. In a second, my expression lightened. "That's all I wanted to say, good evening, Mr. Matt~"

With that, I turned on my heel and ascended the stairs. I walked to room 203, unlocked the door, and went inside. I took a deep shuddering breath. "...Ah... I hope... I hope this'll be alright..." I shut the door, got onto the top of one of the bunks, setting my bow, quiver, and suitcase next to me. After a little bit of silence, the door opened. I saw one of the boys from the group walk in. "Oh, hello."
I reluctantly followed after the others after casting a glance back towards the fight. "Just because it's a fight doesn't mean that someone can't get badly injured... and it's not just normal people fighting, they're using magic to enhance their speed and very well their strength. One wrong move and they could accidentally kill one another." I crossed my arms and remained silent for the rest of the time.

I finally looked at the schedule and frowned. "Mental and physical conditioning... uh... that seems like... erm... brainwashing. Yeah?"
I was a bit taken aback by his lack of an answer. |"B-Be assertive Joe, these people could get hurt if we don't do anything! We can't just ignore this." I stopped, trying my best not to seem nervous. "H-Hey! I-I asked a question! W-We should try to stop this, shouldn't we!? These people could get hurt, couldn't they!?" I tried to keep my voice and body from trembling. I usually never raised my voice, and I tried to always keep my emotions in check...
"A-Ah, sorry!" I called out, before turning around and rushing after the group. I looked around in amazement, my town hadn't really been this big or bustling. It was a bit dizzying... I hope that I don't get lost later. I tried not to stare at people, wearing weird accessories, clothing, or doing impossible things. However, I did stop when we reached the two fighting. "S-Shouldn't we try to stop this? O-One of them could get hurt." I clutched the locket around my neck, twisting it slightly in my grip. It was an unfortunate nervous habit of mine...
I was sitting in a corner of the helicopter, as far away from the others as I could. I was clutching a bow, a quiver of arrows, and a small case full of my personal belongings. It wasn't because I didn't like anyone, or that I was a cold person or anything... just... a bit socially awkward, or shy, I dunno... a lot of people back in my old town didn't really like me. Probably because they thought I was weird a bow instead of a gun... or that I was always reluctant to attack pests... or... my presence... some people even spread nasty rumors that I was a form of pest that puts its prey into a relaxed and defenseless state before killing them. I took a deep breath, that's over now. It's a new start.

I didn't have that many questions, so I stayed quiet and stared out the window in silence. When the sheet was handed to me, I read through the paper quickly and then signed.

When we landed, I got out of the helicopter, slipping my bow and quiver over my shoulder, and walked to the edge of the rooftop. "Whoa... how... could this have been hidden for so long...? Magic's amazing..." I looked at the city below and took a deep breath. This was going to be my home from now on. I never really thought I'd be able to go to college. I mean, I had great grades, and I qualified some scholarships, but for the most part they wouldn't take care of everything, and I couldn't very well work a full time job and do college full time... before this, I had merely been saving up.
Name: Joseph Hikari Nobunaga
Age: 20
Appearance: He's 6'1, he has pale skin, brown eyes, medium long brown straight hair and a lithe build, he normally wears a white hoodie when it's cold, a white t-shirt, blue jeans, black and white tennis shoes, and around his neck is usually a golden locket.
Personality: TBA
Skills: Archery, highly analytical, first aid.
Other: Always seems to have a calming aura around him.
Name: Joseph Hikari Nobunaga
Age: 20
Appearance: He's 6'1, he has pale skin, brown eyes, medium long brown straight hair and a lithe build, he normally wears a white hoodie when it's cold, a white t-shirt, blue jeans, black and white tennis shoes, and around his neck is usually a golden locket.
Personality: TBA
Skills: Archery, highly analytical, first aid.
Other: Always seems to have a calming aura around him.
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"Well, yeah, that's what I was suggesting. Let's wait at the cabin for everyone." I crossed my arms and then turned to the cabin, walking over to it. I was feeling pretty tired, I looked up toward the sky. "I bet that it's almost midnight..." I sighed softly.
Yeah, Joe's just your average... well... Joe, so unlikely that he'd have a bounty on his head, you could always go see the evil guys and see if they're willing to put a bounty on the good guys. XD
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