Location: Control Room Arena → Mrs. Lovelace's Office → In the Training Room of the Control Room
Interacting With: Mrs. Lovelace and
Eliana @lovely complexInteracting With: Sends an email out to
Minako @Thundercrash, a text to her daughter,
Jenivieve, and acknowledges
Hugo Mood: Annoyed → Respectful → Contemplative → Honest → Surprised(yet unsurprised) → Reassuring
Sylvia Vargas, what an annoyance. After a rather loud and bombastic introduction, coupled by a demeaning tirade and some rather interesting news involving Ellie and Lucas, the meeting finally went underway. Elijah was completely focused, listening to every word out of the professor’s mouth, but couldn’t help but see glances she was giving to the oblivious Eliana who stationed herself right next to him. He had to wonder what would be the cause of it, but considering the woman’s strict nature, it had to be him, why else would Eliana run off so quickly, her embarrassment present as she did so. Elijah would need to speak with the good professor, but also for another reason. Rather than approach the polling stations, he instead approached Mrs. Lovelace,
”Excuse me, Mrs. Lovelace, might we have a moment to speak in private, away from everyone else.” His pose was formal and respectful, he only required the professor's attention and he knew she would give it to him since he asked so politely.
The older woman with a constant resting bitch face kept her arms crossed and her green orbs as chilled as the breath of death. Someone who seemed far more cruel than she actually was. Cecilia Lovelace wasn’t one to often smile, nor would the blind man be affected by the indomitable nature that surrounded her. A teacher, a wife, and a mother. Three words that described her in the simplest of ways - all which required love and attention toward someone: a student, a husband, and a child. Her emotions could manifest her very being into a monster untold. Being passive was not an easy feat to accomplish and yet here she was, unreadable and unnervingly silent. She examined the boy that stood before her. Elijah Masterson. One of her best students in his year, aside from Lucas Farweight. It seems she may have given her daughter too much freedom by allowing her to room on campus. Eliana was involved in petty gossip and conversed with individuals like
Avalon Middleton about ‘dates’. Then there was Sylvia, who thought she could get a rise out of her. If only her parents did not raise her to be such… a pain. Yet, her youngest daughter found the insufferable girl to be worth her friendship. Don’t think she didn’t hear that Jenivieve shared personal family information with Sylvia. For now, Cecilia would take it as hearsay. Until proven wrong, she would give Jenivieve the benefit of the doubt.
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Of course.” Turning her body, Mrs. Lovelace led the way to her office which was to the right of the arena’s door, inside the main training area. As she walked, she glanced over Eliana signalling her daughter to come to her office after she was done talking to whomever. It might be time for a mother daughter chat. After entering her office, she sat down in her large office chair and gestured for Elijah to take a seat, “
Elijah, if you don’t mind, I need to check my emails. Feel free to express your concerns, I’m listening.” Opening up her computer, she started reading all her emails, while listening to the boy and possible romantic interest to her daughter speak in his eloquent yet monotone voice.
Tch, what a pain that Avalon was, openly announcing his and Eliana’s date. He was sure the ‘hero’ was trying to get a rise out of Mrs. Lovelace, at best embarrass Eliana publicly. He followed the professor and took a seat when offered, intertwining his fingers together as he spoke with the woman privately.
”Considering I can’t read the ballot, I figured speaking with you my choices was the next best option, they are as followed.”Lucas Farweight - We’ve never truly seen eye to eye, and despite our association with one another as classmates, I feel he would be an even match, besides what better matchup than fire and sun?
Jessica Sterling - I’ve heard she’s strong, I want to see that strength for myself
Sylvia Vargas - Someone with such disrespect needs to be taught a lesson, broken down to the very core, then built back up.
Elijah sat back in his seat and contemplated the aura of the woman before him, he believed now was the best time to address Avalon’s outburst earlier,
”There is another reason why I asked to be seen. I’m sure you’re curious about my outing with your daughter, the brunch was lovely”To: Ikeda, MinakoSubject: Re: Confirming the rulesDate: Oct 11, 2016 3:43 PM ESTHello Minako,Yes. Referees, faculty, and staff will be keeping a close eye on each battle. You won't die, but you could be hospitalized for a week or two. In the Student Handbook, it states that during the year we will test our students physically, mentally, and emotionally. Students will be wounded, but not enough that it will ruin their lives. We are here to give you strength, power, and endurance but most importantly, confidence and control. We want you to succeed, but you cannot succeed until you fall.
In the real world, if you or your peers were to get in a fight with someone, may it be at a bar, or because an individual is robbing a bank, do you think your opponent will play fair? Or use any means in order to achieve their goal? We all have choices to make and sometimes good people may have to do bad things. Outside, where not everyone obeys 'the law', some individuals may choose to make their opponents immobile or dead. The arena will not be too far from reality. If your opponent isn't playing fair, should you? We want to prepare you for these encounters.
Depending on your opponent, you may or may not be allowed a weapon, but not of your choice. If we are allowing weapons in a match, both participants could have access to it or there could only be one that you would have to fight for. Everything depends on who you're fighting and what challenges the arena wants to give you. Of course, there are the exceptions of those students whose abilities rely on their weapons.
Thank you for contacting me.
Have a good day and stay out of trouble.
Mrs. Cecilia Lovelace
Disciplinary & Defense Instructor
Control Room Supervisor
Looking up from her email, Mrs. Lovelace nodded at Elijah’s choices, “
I’m sure to see a common theme in people’s choices.” That comment was regarding Sylvia and the scene she had just displayed not too long ago. Leaning back in her chair, she deeply stared at her student, fully aware of the elephant in the room, “
A fight with you and Lucas would be worth the watch, especially since it seems you two have a keen interest in my daughter.” Did she believe the rumors? No, not necessarily, but if she could find out more of what her students, especially her daughter, is doing on campus then by all means she would.
”This isn’t about fighting for your daughter’s affections, though considering how much the schools love their gossip, I don’t blame you for viewing it that way. He’s strong, but he’s not that strong and taking him down might send a message.” She was digging, that was for sure, but there was nothing to dig for, so he might as well answer honestly.
Her phone began to vibrate uncontrollably. Glancing over, she saw her youngest daughter’s name. Before she went to check it, Mrs. Lovelace speculated, “
I know my daughter. She is fond of you, most likely because of your intelligence, Elijah.” A mother knows best, even if Eliana didn’t always see eye to eye with her. While opening her phone and quickly reviewing her second child’s texts, she replied to the boy in the robe, “
As much as I can see a fight with you and Lucas, I have other things in mind. Don’t worry, you will get your chance but maybe not in your first battle.”
Elijah nodded, understanding that the decision was fair and he believed he was capable of making it to round two, just whoever he would be fighting was the real test to that.
”I believe that I’ve shared all I need to for now, thank you for your time ma’am, was there anything else?”Sighing to herself as she glanced over the words on her phone, Mrs. Lovelace knew this was breaking some kind of line of student and teacher relationship, but she asked, her tone with a hint of worry, “
This may be unprofessional of me and I do apologize in advance, but if you’re willing, can you see if my daughter has gotten any sleep lately?”
Was that not obvious?
”No disrespect, but did you not witness her state of duress yourself?” He paused letting the phrase sink in,
”Even I don’t have see it, but it seems her aura is off kilter, stress, anxiety, exhaustion, they’re all there.”“
Mr. Masterson. That was my way of asking to find out the cause without outwardly saying it. I do not… do this often.” She gestured at her and him and how she was asking for a favor because her eldest child feared to tell her anything that bothered her, “
My daughter has looked worse even with sleep. Actually, she copes better without being flooded by--” She held her tongue, he didn’t need to know that much, “
She seems to trust you more than me. I am not perfect and... I know she won’t tell me anything. If I treated her any differently in front of you all, the school would see that as favoritism and my job would be on the line. Yes. I may be cruel, but I want what’s best for her.”
This was a different side to her, one he was not used to, but understood; a mother worried for her daughter and she wanted his help.
”I’ll do what I can to the best of my ability, but that’s all I can promise” he stood up to see himself out, hand on the door handle he turned and said,
”Your daughter is smart professor, I understand you may want what’s best for her, but some of her decisions you need to trust. Worry can overstress someone after all, I’d rather not see you keel over because of it.” With that he opened the door to find Hugo standing there, a senior, Mayweather. He stepped past him and the hippie walked in.
”Yo professor L! You wanted to see me?” The door closed behind him. Mrs. Lovelace directed Hugo to sit before sending her youngest child a reply:
To: Jenivieve
Only tonight. Don't make this a habit.
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Take a seat, Hugo. Hopefully your colleagues don’t make you wait too long.”
Elijah then looked for Eliana who was waiting outside as well and approached her.
”You seem rather worse for wear, are you alright?” He asked.
Kayla eeped when Minako assaulted her from behind with a hug, and waved off both her’s and Amy’s concerns, stating that she was just tired. Then that Sylvia came in and made a ruckus, how dare she disrespect Mrs. Lovelace like that, her fist clenched but she didn’t move an inch. When the meeting began, Kayla tried to focus on all of the professor’s words, but her eyes kept closing and her head lulled a little. When the meeting was finally concluded and everyone made their way to the polls, she heard a rather familiar voice and her face flushed as she turned to see who it was. Leon Fulton, just thinking the name sent her face 50 shades of red, ever since she first laid eyes on him she started to crush on him, but never had the courage to actually ask him out. Why would he even be interested in a powerless little girl like her anyway, plus he obviously had interest in Amelia with the way he’d openly and loudly compliment her on anything and everything. She couldn’t blame him, she was rather beautiful and Kayla...Kayla was just some powerless girl trying to play superhero from Canada; how could she even compare?
Sighing she continued to trudge over to the polls and got a text, reading who it was from she smiled and texted Minako back.
To: Minako
That sounds like a really good idea, I’ll see you outside.
Midway through the text she heard her name called and eeped again, turning to see that Leon wanted to see her….she let that sink in; Leon Fulton, someone she crushed on and thought was a total dreamboat, wanted to see her. Her heart was a flutter, but she had to calm down and think rationally, it was probably something business related or...maybe she was in trouble? She didn’t think she’d done anything but...she texted Minako again.
To: Minako
I’ll see you and Amy later, I have to go do something right after this.
Closing her phone, she hurriedly made her way into the booth and started writing down her choices. She couldn’t think of any reason why she’d want to fight anyone, she didn’t have any reason to, but all the same she at least wrote down names. She really didn’t want to fight anyone she knew and there were a couple who seemed really intimidating, so she tried to write down people opposite to that category.
Avalon Middleton -
Samuel Keats -
Biting on the pen cap she struggled to think of a third name, until she started hearing loud talking from behind her. It was that Sylvia girl and...she was saying she was screwing Leon? Suddenly her face lit up like a tomato and she hurriedly tried to think of someone, anyone’s name. But she kept listening instead and heard...Leon being slandered...a player? A...a manwhore?! No...Leon wasn’t like that, and the red embarrassment on her face suddenly turned into that of anger, this bitch was going down. Disrespecting a professor was one thing, but disrespecting...him...Kayla audibly growled
SYLVIA VARGASShe didn’t write a reason, but hopefully the way she jaggedly and forcefully scratched the words into the paper would get the message across, but she didn’t want to wait another week, she wanted to do something now. Turning from the poll, she marched herself towards Sylvia who’s back was to her, fists clenched, teeth gritted, she walked up and tapped the spoiled princess on the shoulder. As Sylvia turned, Kayla wound up her fist and with all her strength, landed a solid right hook, straight into that perfect barbie doll face and watched her tumble to the ground.
”Don’t you DARE bad mouth Leon like that!!” She shouted angrily,
”Unless you want more where that came from.””Wha-” The crunch of cartilage was clearly audible and throughout the room. Sylvia crumpled like tin foil onto the ground, pain lancing through her nose from Kayla’s sucker punch. She barely registered what just happened, much less her assailant. Stars danced in her eyes, blood trickled down her face, and tears poured down her beautiful face. The redhead was stunned and speechless, only emitting sorry sobs, whimpers, and groans as she lay there helpless on the ground. Nothing like this had ever happened to her, and she didn’t know what to do in response. Her nose was for sure broken, but she was so shaken by the event that she actually forgot about her own healing abilities, cradling the bloody mess that was her face in her hands.
Looking up at Amelia, not even caring that the bitch in front of her was crying and with less force in her voice she stated,
”And don’t you dare believe her…not even for a second” With that she turned on her heel and walked straight out of the control room, ignoring everything and everyone her priority was to find Leon and...oh no...reality started to hit her...what did she just do? The rush of adrenaline subsiding, her face returning to a normal color until it suddenly paled,
”I just hit Sylvia Vargas…”Leon was where he usually was: in the Wardens’ Office in the Wesley Cone Building, which functioned as the haven for the Public Safety department. Well, he was either here or somewhere else on campus, but this was their main base of operations. It wasn’t really a luxurious room, but it sufficed. There was his desk, a series of security monitors behind him, a crummy looking couch, a TV, and a coffee machine. Thinking about, it actually reminded him a bit of his younger years. Minus the security monitors anyway. He was just about prepared to kick back and relax a little bit when the adorable Kayla entered.
”Ah! There’s the girl I needed to see.” he called out to her and motioned for her to sit in the vacant chair in front of his worn desk. Looking her up and down, she seemed anxious or something. Quirking an eyebrow at her, he asked her,
”What’s the matter, girl? You kill somebody?”She found her way to Leon’s office, or rather the warden’s off and entered. When she was called in and found her to way a chair, she looked at him and rather dejectedly answered his question,
”I punched Sylvia Vargas in the face…”Leon blinked exactly thrice at the short blonde, a look of complete confusion on his face.
”Wait. You did what?! God damn.” He was completely astonished by this revelation, and frankly, he wasn’t exactly sure he believed it since it was coming from the normally meek and mild Kayla.
”So when you say you punched Sylvia, do you mean like… you tripped her? Or… you fell on her? Nobody’s punched Sylvia before.” His voice was dead serious.
”She was badmouthing you, calling you a- a manwhore in front of Amelia and I got so angry, I walked towards her, tapped her on the shoulder, and when she turned I punched her right in the face...oh god I think I broke her nose…” Kayla paled, what did she even do?!
The Chief Warden couldn’t help but burst out into a fit of laughter, slapping the desk in front of furiously. The mental image of Sylvia Vargas getting decked in that vain mug of hers, broken nose and all, by the woman in front of him was possibly one of the greatest things he could imagine.
”That.. I can’t believe that. Kayla, you’re my damned hero. Holy hell.” Recovering from the outburst of giggles, he recomposed himself, a bright smile on his face.
”Oh man, she gonna be so mad at you, girl. That’s alright though. Ain’t nothin’ but a thing. You might have to explain this to Headmistress Dunn, but I wouldn’t worry about it too much. She likes you. Well, you and your father…” he explained calmly. The situation was still so damn surreal. Internally, he wanted more specifics on how it went down, like if Sylvia was crying or not, but there were more important subjects at hand right now.
”Well, anyway. Enough about Sylvia. Right now, we’re here to talk about you, Ms. Styles.” Shuffling around with some papers on his desk, he pulled up a report made up by one of Dewey brothers last week at a supposed “Hero’s Only” party, which ended getting crashed by some of troublemaking Delphinas.
”Now, it says here that you put yourself between Gianna Daniels and Samantha Youngblood when they started a scene. Says Sam was about to fry Gia’s dumbass. Most people would call your behavior stupid or foolish.” he told her, sternly but there was a hint of admiration in his voice.
”To us, the Wardens, we call that bravery. I mean, I can’t imagine. You ain’t got traditional powers like most people here on campus, and here you go, risking everything for a girl you don’t even know. Given any other circumstances, you probably woulda died. But you did what you thought was the right thing, and damn do I respect the hell out that.” Leon was praising and beaming Kayla with almost every word. His hand slid an unopened envelope to Kayla over the scarred desk, marked with the seal of both Headmasters. Scrawled on the front of the envelope was her full name and underneath were the words “The Order of the Wardens”. It it wasn’t already apparent, this was a full invitation to join their society.
”We need more people like you, Kayla.”For a minute, Kayla thought she might have been in trouble for punching another student in the face, but instead here Leon was laughing. She blushed at his praises, even though she knew she hadn’t exactly made the best decision. When he finally stopped he got completely serious and again she felt she was in trouble when he brought up the night of those events at the party. Instead, he slid her an envelope, she picked it up and her hand brushed over the wax seals, turning it over it had her name on it, she was speechless, completely unsure of how to act to this sudden invitation.
”Y...you’re asking me to be a warden? I-I-I can’t do that, I don’t even have any powers!”Leon rolled his eyes at Kayla’s defiant protests.
”It’s not the power that makes a Warden. It’s the spirit. I think people underestimate you, Kayla. You’re capable of more than you think, with or without powers. I’ll be there to support you. Me and the other Wardens. Ultimately, this is your decision though.” he told the adorable blonde. Hopefully she’d come around. Someone like her around would definitely liven up the place, he thought to himself. He could only handle so much of the Dewey brothers, after all.
For some reason, hearing that from Leon...it felt like...it actually mattered and for once Kayla didn’t feel so down about herself. She stared at the letter in her hand, she’d be taking on a huge responsibility, and even though she didn’t believe in herself, Leon did. Besides, if it meant she’d be spending more time with her crush… Gripping it tighter she nodded and looked the man straight in his eyes,
”Alright Leon, I’ll do it. I’ll become a Warden.”A grand smile graced Leon’s lips, and he got up from his chair, went over to Kayla, and gave her a huge hug.
”I knew you’d accept! I’m hyped to see what you bring to the table, Kay.” the Chief exclaimed before finally putting the tiny girl back down.
”I’ll give you a taste of what’s to come tonight, when it’s usually a little more active. How does 8 work for you?” Kayla was expecting a handshake, instead she was lifted off the ground, once again giving a tiny eep at the sudden contact. She hugged him back as he exclaimed and she couldn’t help but grin wide (and maybe take a small wiff, he smelled really good). Being put back down she stood up proud, a big smile on her face,
”S-sure, 8 o’clock sounds good, I’ll do the best I can!””Great! Hopefully it doesn’t end like the last time I trained someone… Got hit in the damn head by some goons with rocks. That was not a fun experience…” He paused and thought about that night, an annoyed look etched into his facial expression.
”Well, anyway. You’re free to go. I’ll be here if you have any questions though.” Leon spoke before heading back to his chair. He was a bit overwhelmed with work right now, especially since he had missed a few days last week going back for his little brother’s birthday. He still had to have glance at those security tapes from last week…
Even though Kayla should have been worried, she actually wasn’t,
”Don’t worry about any rocks, that’s why I’ve got a helmet on,” she knocked her head with a couple light taps for emphasis, giggling a little. She took out a piece of paper and grabbed a pen from his desk, writing down her number and handing it to him.
”In case you need to contact me,” she started heading for the door, and in a faux serious expression, turned around gave a salute,
”I’m off Chief, see you tonight.” She smiled and exited the room, then building. Pulling out her phone she texted Minako.
To: Minako
Just finished up, I have some incredible news to tell you both! Where are we meeting?
For once since she came here, Kayla walked tall, she was on cloud 9 and even though she punched someone in the face, she didn’t worry about it. For once in her life, she felt really confident about herself.