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had my allergic reaction to dog hair used against me in a judo tourney. fine line between preparing for your opponent's weakness and whatever this was
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something witty and likeable
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"Better to be a warrior in a garden than a gardener in a war."
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Sol
Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
Interacting With: Frank Sage @Simple Unicycle Light @Archmage MC Griffin @KatherinWinter


Sol chuckles to himself as he ruffles his hair, its usual snow white colour blackened with ash, "Disturbing the peace wasn't my intention but I'm glad I succeeded at something." Gladly answering the red-haired teen's question, the look on his face was quite the poker face, he would dare say that the guy could go up against Uncle Groot in a staring competition. It's been a few weeks since Sol last met the rest of his adopted family besides Dad and according to him the sorta-retired Guardians of the Galaxy were off somewhere near the Shi'ar home planet, he sure does miss them.. but at least Dad was on Earth with him and this is a chance for him to make some friends around his age.

"-Mr. Sun here for being a living fireball?" His train of thought was cut short by a newcomer, the same alien-looking figure from before, whose appearance would have bothered him if it weren't for his own otherworldly upbringing, "Infinity Stone not a living fireball, though I can see where you can get the impression." Glancing at the charred pavement where he landed, "Landing strategy could need some work though," he murmurs to himself before turning to the other two, "Name's Sol Quill, nice to-" Sol abruptly stopped as his arm was grabbed from behind. He would turn his head around to face what looked like a Balurrian, "Eh.. can I help you? I have to admit that I'm less familiar with Balurrian customs than I am with Earth's."



Methinks that Sol needs to work on his landing strategy^
Sol
Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
Interacting With: N/A


For any avid cloud-watching hobbyists who had their heads held up high up to the open skies across the country they would be treated to the sight of a flaming streak, something not unlike a shooting star, that flew at subsonic speeds deadset towards somewhere. Meanwhile several hundred feet up in the air a teenager was on the phone whilst heading towards his first day of school, "Yep sorry Dad I completely forgot about these timezones you talked about but I'll still be able to make it on time if I push it." Incomprehensible chatter came from the phone and somehow he was able to make it out over the roaring winds that blew against him, a credit to his superhuman senses given his current speed being well above that of anything flown commercially, "Don't worry I won't be late for my first day at the Academy... and I'll be looking forward to seeing you as a teacher too Dad. Well gotta go now, I won't be able to hear you after Mach 1. See you soon!" After hanging up the phone and slipping it back into his pocket the white-haired teen braced himself for a moment before shooting off, more than double the speed he was travelling at before, the clap of a sonic boom made clear throughout the land.

Eventually a man-sized fireball would found its way to the gates of the Academy in a flamboyant collision with terra firma, fortunately all it, or rather he, left was a notable scorch mark on the pavement and some scant open flames quickly snuffing out, in its wake was a large smoke cloud. Sol Quill, the sentient Infinity Gem would promptly step out of the smoke, dusting himself off after his landing strategy left him covered in ash. He glances around his surroundings, taking an eyeful of the campus and being somewhat impressed by his first educational institute that he had ever attended or will attend. Speaking of first impressions he was quite pleased with his job in scoring points with who he assumed to be his future classmates, there was a mixed variety of individuals that had showed up along with himself and with them would come an even more diverse collections of powers but he wasn't too concerned about that, I mean what could? To end off with a high note Sol gives out light handshakes with a cheerful expression on his face to everyone he could find in sight, it couldn't hurt to add onto his already impressive introduction.
@Caits Let's do this thing! ^
Lobo would struggle to keep his raw anger under wraps, despite loving the thrill of a brawl he has learned to wait and bide his time, patience trumping over rashness. Though the blonde one would have to go eventually, make no mistake of that. But this new chico.. he shows the most promise as someone worth his acknowledgement out of everyone here, if the pyromaniac respected anything in others it was strength. He quirked his eyebrow and smirked slightly, "Reckon you can dance with fire and be left unscorched? You can have my name for that thought, Lobo Herroero at your service," adding a mock bow to his self-introduction before glaring at Sven, "Not 'fireballs'."
@Lady Amalthea Ah well guess I didn't cut it, no hard feelings^ Thanks for the time I spent here however brief it was, I certainly get welcome here^
Best of luck to y'all as well.


Samuel Lee


Location: Newnan Hospital



Samuel didn't like the state of this building at all, the stairs left much to be desires, the roof was caved in with sunlight pouring in and there was rubble blocking his path through the hospital. It was still traversable but nonetheless more difficult and bothersome, occasionally getting his Remington caught on some loose debris. Walking into a wide open room with an exposed ceiling he would take a moment to adjust to the sudden change in brightness before noticing that he wasn't exactly alone in said room. The one-time pro boxer would find three walkers all pinned down by the collapsed roof, the one to his immediate right less so as it reaches for Samuel, arms stretched out with a leg trapped. In a fluid motion, something honed from months of hard-worked practice, the self-acclaimed swordsman makes a horizontal cleaving motion in an attempt to hack into the walker's snarling head. The Korean-American would note there wasn't a rush of adrenaline that came with his love of battle as a result he wasn't too worried for his sake here.
Sol's gonna have Science, Astrology, History, Dance, World Studies, Advanced Gym, Combat and Self-Defense and Meta-Human/Inhuman Knowledge on top of the four required classes.

And.. woot woot! Excited for fresh start ^
@Vicier Schedule for Sol as well please ^
@CaitsEh Nico's still waiting on a response I guess..
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