Fantasy So you want to be a hero? (IC)

As she sat on the bench she started putting things together in her mind. There was barely any staff for an airport, their luggage was taken aside from what they had on their person, and no one was waiting for their arrival. It was as if everything was some kind of test or trial to see how they'd perform without thinking anyone was watching. They were all a group of teens from the looks of it. Her eyes scanned the room taking note of every body in the room. There seemed to be an even amount of girls, including herself, and boys from the flight so she assumed they all shared the same final destination as none of them moved to another terminal. Some went to comfort the baby while others went to sit by themselves. The letter wasn't entirely clear as to the location of the school just what ticket to get on board the flight and they'd be living there for the duration of their academic years. Nothing about the situation was correspondent with anything they were already told. She was just about done with this when an employee called out the name of the crying girl. The pink-haired girl watched as the little brat ran off with her belongings into another terminal. She even managed to drop a couple papers on the floor on her way out. "Heu de treure'n broma..."

Rosita stood up and made her way to where the girl dropped those papers. She took them into her hands briefly inspected one and deciding it wasn't worth attempting to decipher. The other looked familiar, she had seen it before but she couldn't think of where until it hit her. It was like the acceptance letter she received except written in another language, presumably that girl's. She pulled out her wallet, where she kept the letter tucked away, just to make sure. When she lined them up and noticed the similarities between them it couldn't be mistaken as anything else. Damn it! She cursed internally realizing that girl probably did have answers but she was long gone now. There wasn't a way for her to ask that girl but maybe the person who called for her had the answers she was looking for. She marched up to the counter with long strides presenting the girl's letter while pointing to it. "Hola- Ahh..." She paused clearing her throat after remembering that wasn't the native language here. "I think this is that girl's paper, ahh... Lisa. Lisa Grande sí? What do you know about it? I need to go to the place this talks about." Rosita tried her best to speak in English with her thick accent hoping the staff member would understand. It was difficult to talk in a language she didn't know very well but she wasn't going to let it hold her back. Prior to this trip, she studied American English to make sure she was able to somewhat communicate with others.
(1. You've got to be kidding me.)

Levi sat silently watching things unfold before him. The others were doing their own things, most notably the angry Korean (?) who took things into her own hands to find out information. He partly understood the words she said since he could make out some of the Spanish but the rest was a mystery until she started speaking English. It was garbage English masked behind a thick Latina accent but it was still English. He turned down the music in his ears to a dull whisper so he could pay closer attention to what she was saying. He didn't want to make a move or assist just yet, he just wished to observe his surroundings. There shouldn't be too much time before someone would come to collect the group from the school so why rush to do things when he could wait for them. Still, he was curious why that girl ran off if she was headed to the same destination.

Sam was... nervous? I guess you can call it that. His parents got mad at him for becoming the neighborhood exterminator, and feeling nothing about it, so they sent him off. Great. While he waited for the bus, he made sure that he had everything he would possibly need: gas mask, spare parts, phone, and drawing stuff. Perfect. He then looked around, then making sure his carry-on doesn't leave his side. He then pulled out his laptop, and released some of the gas into the analyzer, making sure none got out. After this, he closed up his laptop, put it back into his bag, and started to draw, listening to some music from his phone.

Finally at Korea he got a look at the plane, again, well if you could call it a plane. It looked more like a weird, metal, bird-like thing. He'd never been on one until now, and he was in a slight awestruck. It seems so heavy, so how does it lift off the ground? Why is there no propeller on the tip of it, but large... cylinders? He was very confused, but he just rolled with it. Also, this is the kind of airport that it looks like all of his stuff would be stolen, so he made sure that he had an eye on is carry-on the entire time.

Moments later, he realized what they said earlier: his luggage would be transferred somewhere else. He immediately started to worry. "I have my... clothes in there, more extra parts, toiletries... god dammit." He stopped worrying, hoping they're at his final destination. Remembering that they said that Mongolia was their final stop, he grabbed all off his stuff, then continued to merge in the line from Flight 420, trying to fit into the line to the terminal.

Bunks 1-4 are on flight 420 Bunks 5-8 are on flight 69 Bunks 9-12 are on flight 666
Reform students were pulled from detention centers not classes.
Post should be as follows.
pic: optional
Name: John Snow
power:King
location:North
interaction:Sansa Stark



Kitsune2202 Huntertabbysandshark3 The One-Sided Coin
thespectacularstorm Blackrose7
Gomenesigh
Meme Machine
Kiroshiven
DarkFoxAssassin
Freddie NivieApple AL.Over

Name: Iki
power: Animal Control
location: Flight 69
interaction: Open
Saying that Iki was nervous was a huge understatement. She rarely leaves her home and never talked to others. Now she is going to have to do both at this new school. The airport was too crowded and she felt like a deer in headlights when she made eye contact with literally anyone. she learned calming techniques since the attack years ago to help with her anxiety but this was a whole new thing and nothing was working. Finally, she was able to get on the plane but as soon as everyone was on the plane took off and she fell to the ground. Instead of getting up she just crawled to the back and stayed sitting on the ground till the plane finally seemed to stop accelerating and stay at a normal speed. once that happened she finally was able to relax and she started to just watch the people around her and listen to their conversations. After a while, on the floor, she got up and sat in a chair. After some time the plane finally arrives and she is able to get off She gets on the bus and once everyone is inside she finally chimes up. "I'm sorry I didn't say this before but I'm Iki nice to meet you all." her voice very weak and sheepish. She was looking at the floor when she spoke.

Name: Atticus
power: Energy Manipulation
location: Flight 69
interaction: Open
Atticus was in a rush I forgot to set alarms to make it to the plane and slept in. Luckily he was able to make it. He saw a few people that seemed like potential classmates but wanted to wait and see who will join him on the plane. once on the plane he goes to find a seat but before he can it takes off. He as able to keep his footing but sees one girl fall into a chair one on the ground and a guy falls and grabs another guy with a scarf (A freaking scarf... dope). he puts out a hand to the girl on the ground but she just crawls away. when people are introducing themselves he gets excited cause he loves meeting new people once everyone says who the are Atticus in a bit of a cocky tone says "Heyo what is going on. My name is Atticus Rhoads soon to be super popular and incredible superhero." He has a sort of dumb grin when saying this. After a while, the plane lands and they all go into a terminal than on a cool looking bus. He sits down hoping one of these cute girls will sit with him. He wants to flirt a bit but not be a total creep about it.

Name: Camila Shillue
Power: Poison Manipulation
Location: Mongolia Airport
Interaction: Freddie , Kitsune2202 , The One-Sided Coin , and shadowstrikr25
Camila read her book for a while, but she ended up getting suspicious when the person that was supposed to pick them up haven't arrived at the airport yet. 'Wasn't someone supposed to pick us up? So why aren't they here?' thought Camila, who was confused.
She got up from her seat, and looked at whoever was still sitting down or haven't left to go explore the airport. "Does anybody want to ask the worker of how long we are going to wait here? Because something doesn't feel right about this." said Camila.
Despite not knowing what was going on, Camilla wanted to know what was happening. For she noticed that not having their luggage at the airport, and waiting for someone who hasn't arrived in a while was suspicious behavior. 'Is this a scam? Because if it is a scam then I have every reason to be angry right now.' thought Camila.

The flight was annoying and quite for Margate she really didn’t manage to talk to anyone so that was already bad she probably managed to at least confuse or piss someone off not that it mattered much, personally Margate wished she had packed a extra coat since not only was it cold but her field made it EVEN worse small droplets of water condensed on her scaly body, she was glad that the buss showed up so soon.. mabye it was a little warmer? She made her way toward it, although she knew as always she would have stuck out like a sore thumb with her size and strange appearance.

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[div class=BBBox][div class=BBBall][div class=BBAvie][/div][/div][div class=BBName]Darrik Kuromori[/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by @IdyllicDreamer[/div]

Power: Shadow Manipulation

Location: Flight 666 & Mongolian Airport

Interactions: Talk to:@One Mean Ghost NivieApple

Mention: Huntertabbysandshark3 thespectacularstorm | All students in airport



Darrik smiled softy at Dante, thinking he did look a little cool and like he could be a friend later on, and looked up at the new girl. Her bright pink hair making her stand out, otherwise she looked like she could be the average highschooler.

Darrik didn’t have long to take in her look before a voice came over the intercom of the plane, had they really reached Mongolia that quickly? Darrik pocketed his jellybeans, and put the new drink produced by Dante, which both scared and intrigued Darrik, not many people have spacial abilities and know how to use them like this!

"I guess we should all go huh?", Darrik reached down and grabbed his bag, the strings holding it melting back into his shadow as he stands up and puts it over his shoulder.



The airport was quiet, it was empty except for the now growing group of teenagers milling around the only service desk in the small building. A young girl, another student maybe?, was up at the desk frantically trying to explain something to the clerk, who looked as confused and bored as Darrik was.

"Well….I figured there would be more students but I didn’t realize it'd take them three planes to get us all here together."

Darrik pulled his hood up and stood next to Dante, already trying to make him a constant in his school life and thinking he'll be safe to stay near. Looking around Darrik noticed a few different people of different ethnicities, there were a couple of Latinos and Latinas, mainly caucasian students with the occasional asian here or there. Then there was the student with the scales, their height not helping them to hide. They had been on the same flight as Darrik, so he noticed them before but now he was able to get a good look at them.

"Oof…..wouldn't wanna get in a fight with that one I bet….", Darrik mused softly, making a note of where they where and who they were near in case anything were to happen.

As Darrik was scanning everyone a bus pulled up outside. Could this be where they were suppose to go? Darrik pulled out his invite to the school to read it again, trying to see if there was any more information on it he would need to know before he got on the bus that could take them anywhere…..or no where…

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Aline was definitely internally screaming. So many people were on the plane, and most of them had strong auras. It was getting to be to much. So, Aline pulled out her necklace, a choker with a pearl like items in the middle. It looked like a basic necklace that you see on a lot of teen girls, except the pearl was blue. The necklace helped her calm her senses, and cleared auras for her.

She jumped as a girl came to introduce herself, holding out her hand. Aline cautiously placed her own hand out, and shook it. Aline swallowed down the lump in her throat, and mouthed a hello. She wasn’t exactly the right person to be socializing with.

Aline, once the plane landed, rushed to the bus. She sat about a seat away from on of the boys who had a very similar aura to Lee, except more.... arrogant? Confidant? She wasn’t sure.

But as he spoke, she realized it was probably both. She waved a hello, but otherwise was quiet. If they talked to her, she would hold a conversation, but otherwise would stay quiet. When the girl spoke, Aline felt a pull towards nature with her. The girl clearly had some connection with it, otherwise she wouldn’t be sensing it in her aura.

She really needed to find out who she would be comfortable with. That girl, Iki might be a good start....

"Ranulf. That is my name." Ranulf spoke to the two he now knew as Lee and Aline. "I guess we are on own with no workers." He was about to use his scarf to wrap him to the chair, as a makeshift seat-belt, when he stopped, as he had noticed the others who had gotten on last second. He would have spoken to them, but with the first statement from the newcomer boy: "Heyo what is going on. My name is Atticus Rhoads soon to be super popular and incredible superhero." Raunlf winced, and turned around and decided to just rest, and wait for the plane to land.

He didn't have long to wait, as the voice from the plane stated that the group had landed at their destination in Mongolia. The cold air of the city felt wonderful to Ranulf as he stepped from the plane. Then, as it was with this trip, their ride had already gotten there, before the group could rest. "Ты серьезно, я хочу отдохнуть. (Are you serious, I want to rest.") Ranulf thought, as he walked onto the bus, leaving space beside him for his two new friends, but Aline had sit on the complete other side, beside the boisterous male. "Я думаю, что я слишком осуждающий. Я должен попытаться и не делать этого. (I think I'm being too judgemental. I should try and not do that.") Ranulf thought, and decided he would act on that later. Lee hadn't got onto the bus and Ranulf didn't see him yet anyway. "О, хорошо, я думаю, что я могу сделать некоторую работу здесь. (Oh well, I guess I can get some work done here.") Thinking the bus ride would be awhile, Ranulf took out his thread and sewing needles and began to sew a new scarf, with a lightning design. As he began he heard at the bus's door: "I'm sorry I didn't say this before but I'm Iki nice to meet you all." Ranulf looked up from his sewing and smiled, waving to her. Hello miss. I am named Ranulf. Is nice to meet you too. Would you like to sit by me?

Oblivious as always, Johanna kept to herself during the flight. No one seemed to approach her that she was aware and that was for the best. She didn't fully understand what was going on, much less realize that she was flying through the air in a giant metal contraption. All she knew is that she felt slightly disoriented. The flight itself wasn't bad, but having one sense taken away from a person always heightened the other senses, though she was not happy about it at the moment.

As soon as the plane landed, she immediately stood up, extending her walking stick as she walked, and exited the plane. She walked slow, hoping that the other people on the flight would exit as she did and she would be able to follow them. Luckily, she was right and found herself in a much larger area. Her walking stick was mostly useless at this point in her hands. It bumped into a few things on occasion, but then would go swinging outward, touching nothing in its path.

Eventually, she just stopped, holding onto the stick with both hands and tapping it on the ground below her. Her head tilted forward a little bit and tried to listen to the conversations around her. There was mention of a bus, but she really had no idea where it was and if she was supposed to get on it. The fact that her plane along with only a few other people were the only ones in the airport were lost on her. Well, there was really nothing else to do at this point. "Excuse me. Could someone point me in the direction to the bus?" It was always strange to speak and to hear herself speak. It always sounded vague and uninteresting.

DarkFoxAssassin Huntertabbysandshark3 Blackrose7 the melancholist (If I tagged you it's because you're a potential someone she's standing next to in the airport and she bumped you with the walking stick)

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Name: Della Rae Taylor
Power: Shapeshifter
Location: Flight 666 - Mongolian Airport
Interaction: Mentions One Mean Ghost DarkFoxAssassin Speaks to Gomenesigh

When the voice came over the loudspeaker, Della's eyes widened further. That had to be one of the fastest flights ever. She grinned at her two new companions and followed them off the plane. When Dante spoke up about helping a girl she tilted her head questioningly before noticing who he was referring to. A smaller girl with a long stick. She watched for a brief moment before realizing that the girl was most definitely blind. Della nodded, suddenly feeling for the girl and walked up to stand in front of her, to the left of Dante, as he offered the girl jelly beans. Then she smiled and said, cheerfully,

"And my name is Della. We can definitely help get you to the bus." She didn't really admire the airport surroundings much, though she noted how bland they were and as she looked around her eyes glimmered with excitement and curiosity towards the people leaving other planes through their gates and mingling around. These would be her classmates! She was practically jittery with anxiousness, but she would have to calm herself down if she was going to be of any help to this girl.

Johanna did not honestly expect anyone to respond to her request. It was even more shocking that not only one person responded, but two. Her head swiveled towards the first voice as it rang out, definitely male. Then only a few moments later another voice, this one female. Her head then swiveled in that direction. The tapping of her stick had momentarily stopped, but once the gears in her mind were set in motion began, the tapping started. "I am Ana." Every word she spoke was slow, as if she was speaking with a careful precision. "Yes, please. I would like your assistance. "When you are both ready, I will follow your voices. Dante, Della." Her head swiveled between them as she spoke, as if she were unsure of who to look at.

Finally, her gaze settled in the general direction of the male's voice. Dante, as it were. Her head tilted to the side, only a fraction, as she thought of his original question. "I'm not sure... what a 'jellybean,' is. Is that a... food?" Her eyebrows scrunched together and she turned her head to the side, a small frown turning the corners of her lips down. The words sounded wrong to her or the phrasing or something. Either way, there was small amount of displeasure in how she was speaking. It frustrated her that her words were so limited, that she didn't fully understand how to speak and what to use. She spoke so slow because she had to think of every word she used and how she used it.

Name: Arin Hendrix
Power: Super Speed
Location: Mongolian Airport
Interactions: Blackrose7 Freddie Kitsune2202 The One-Sided Coin

Arin didn't particularly care about the worried girl, preferring instead to bask in the glory of no one deciding to strike up conversation until recently. He'd half-expected to be the only one who spoke English. When Camilia had finally piped up with her concerns, he sighed. "Well it would be a bloody good joke now, wouldn't it? Gathering a group of teenagers to a remote airport in Mongolia only to pop out from behind those crates there to have a quick laugh. Truly the best possible use of thousands of pounds on airfare alone." As the bus pulled up and more people arrived, Arin gestured to the new mode of transportation. "See? This is to take us to the warehouse where the conductors of our inconvenience will have their laugh." He began walking towards the bus, giving it the ol' once over.

Name: Atticus Rhoads
Power: Energy Manipulation
Location: Mongolian Airport
Interactions:
When Aline sat close to him and waved he was pretty happy to actually get a chance to talk to a cute girl. She seemed a bit tomboyish with her outfit but he didn't really mind. she still looked pretty cute. Even though Atticus was a fan of flirting with people he really wasn't a playboy. Most of his friends that he had back at home he gained after flirting with him. That is why almost all of his friends were girls. He knew this group may end up the same way or maybe he will actually date someone. After Aline waved Atticus wanted to get to know more about some of his soon to be classmates. Atticus turns to Aline. "So that was a weird flight. It's really nice to meet you." Aline seemed like she may have thought Atticus was just a Fuckboy which even though he strives to not be he really did seem like one so this was his best attempt to fix that perspective.

Aline has looked away from everyone, trying to focus on breathing with everyone around her, and all so close. She was trying to block out some of the auras, so when she noticed someone talking directly to her, she jumped slightly. She smiled a little, more of a ‘why are you talking to me?’ Look than a ‘nice to meet you.’

“Um.... yeah, it was. I’ve never been on a plane before though, so I wouldn’t know.” Aline said hesitantly, looking to the boy. His aura was strong, air not in the pgysical sense. More like she could spot him from a mile away in a room full of people strong. He was confidant, and seemed a bit flirtatious. She didn’t care much, but she did know that if people kept having such strong auras she might have to talk to the teachers about getting her something stronger to dim her sense. It’s not like she could control it; that’s not how it worked.

“It’s uh.... it’s n-nice to meet you too.” She stuttered out, hesitating on the sentence slightly. She wondered where the others were going to sit. She hadn’t spotted Lee yet, but she saw the other person. If she took a guess, she would say he was Russian.

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[div class=BBBox][div class=BBBall][div class=BBAvie][/div][/div][div class=BBName]Darrik Kuromori[/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by @IdyllicDreamer[/div]
Power: Shadow Manipulation
Location:Mongolian Airport
Interactions: Talk to:@Gomenesigh
Mention: One Mean Ghost NivieApple

Darrik watched as Dante and Della went up to the blind girl, her grip on her cane being one of security and uncertainty, but her voice soft and pleasant.

"Umm….My name is Darrik, If you want I can make something to guide you to the bus so you don’t have to go by sound…" Darrik's voice, usually quiet, was actually a moderate volume to allow the blind girl to hear him clearly, a warmer slightly higher pitched voice that is usually soothing to the ears, if not making others question his gender when they hear him over the phone.

Darrik saddled up next to Dante, tossing a bright green jelly bean into his mouth, this one green apple flavored.

"And ya, Jellybeans are a type of sugary confectionary. They come in all sorts of flavors and are the same size and shape of pinto beans too, though these wouldn’t be good in a stew or other foods."

Darrik softly reached a hand out to tap hers, a jelly bean of blue sitting in it being a mellow raspberry flavor.

"They're really sweet and kinda chewy if you wanna try one." Darrik said, softly offering the jelly bean into her open hand, so she could get a feel for the treat.
As Darrik is talking to the girl, he stretches out his shadow a bit to create a black bar floating in the air, stretching out 5' from where Darrik and the group are standing and off to the side incase she so wishes to use it to guide herself to the bus.

As Darrik is conversing though, he is keeping an eye out for the only two other people in the airport besides the students; the airport worker, and the girl frantically searching through what looks to be a lost and found box on the counter.[/div]

Nothing, nothing of importance was in that box. The school log might be helpful since she speaks the language but everything else was so unimportant. She took out the book and the journal inspecting them both before putting them in her backpack. "I take this." She said simply before turning to the bus that had pulled up. It was different from the typical bus and far different from the look of this airport. Everything about this seemed off from the moment she had to abandon her suitcase, which still hasn't been returned to her. She already hated this before it began because of how sketchy everything was. If it were some prestigious academy everyone would've been greeted upon arrival, given a grand tour, and introduced to keep staff. Everyone here, including the new group of people her age, was pretty much thrown to the wolves to fend for themselves. They all followed after each other rather than rationally accessing the situation at hand. Idiots, they're all idiots. From the looks of it they all looked like the same type of person and she didn't like it. Rosita was never one to judge a book by its cover but given the situation, she felt it necessary especially if they were the competition. The grumpy pink-haired girl sighed as she went to board the bus as there were no other options available. It was the same kind of futuristic feel as the plan so process of elimination told her that it must be from the school. She took a seat in the corner towards the front hoping no one would sit too close to her. Rosita absolutely hated public transportation.

Everything was happening in slow motion from his perspective. He sat silently observing the others around him taking note of how they acted towards each other or how they spoke. There were so many people from other countries yet there was a decent enough number of Hispanics. He could tell immediately just from their accent or looks but that didn't matter to him. What mattered was what they were capable of. Could he depend on them to have his side or back in a fight? Levi preferred to work alone finding his best work is when he does it himself but he always found a use for potential allies. From the looks of it, only a few stuck out from the crowd namely the boy who could move shadows. "Interesting..." He mumbled as he followed after the others to the strange bus. It was obviously from this hero school as there was no one or thing else in this deserted airport. His eyes glanced around a bit before deciding to take a seat in the center section. Thankfully his phone was fully charged before he left so he had more than enough juice to keep his music going in his ears if the ride was long.

Name : Kiseki Hyuuga

Power : Wayminder

Location : An airport located in Mongolia

Interaction : Open~

Mentions : Others in Flight 69 ; Meme Machine

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When the aircraft landed, everyone proceeded to the airport. Given the information Kiseki has, they were in an airport in Mongolia. Everyone waited around in the empty airport for a period of time, walking around, talking to others. After the awkward conversation with the girl with the different coloured eyes, Kiseki decided that she was terrible in social situations and isolated herself for the time being.

Soon, a bus drove around and everyone started taking their seats. Kiseki had been wary of the bus since it noticeably has barely any barriers around the sides of the bus, meaning if she fell out of her seat, she shall never get back on it again. Taking note of that, Kiseki used her psychic ability and strapped her jacket around her and her seat, refusing to fall out of the bus like a moron.

Trying to pass time, she set a timer on her E-watch for twenty minutes before snapping her consciousness into the Time-space. Her physical body should be functioning normally, just her consciousness, or more straightforwardly, her soul, wasn't in her physical state. She had missed the peaceful nook in her mind, but it seemed to be darker than she remembered it to be. Kiseki must've not realised how tired she was. Looking around, Kiseki flipped through her vivid memories, each painted in great details and sharp sounds. Giving a surge of mental energy, Kiseki focused her mind on the memories from the aircraft. There weren't many people, to be honest. She looked through the memories again.

There was the girl that Kiseki interacted with. And others she didn't quite recognised. She would give another surge of mental energy to rewind to the moments where she heard their names, but these were one of Kiseki's lazy moments. As she watched her other memories, the bus proceeded to wherever its destination was.

As the students filled the bus they would notice that like the plane, there was no staff, no bus driver, it wasn't even clear how the bus moved at all. Despite the lack of steering and absence of a driver the bus took off anyway. Everyone was settling in for what may have been a lengthy buss ride, or perhaps like the plane ride would take almost no time at all, when they noticed someone was out of place. Already sitting on the buss a stocky girl, perhaps around the age of 17. She was wearing what could have been the school uniform. None of the passengers has ever seen an attendant of the school but the crisp yellow uniform did have the schools symbol on the upper right of her chest. She did not seem to pay the newbies to much attention, if one were to make eye contact with her she would give a friendly smile,but she wasn't rushing over to introduce herself. She seemed to be enjoy the soft hum of the buss and the view of the mongolian mountains as the sun set behind them.


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Freddie One Mean Ghost NivieApple AL.Over Noisy the melancholist SRUNewman

Aline took the moment when everyone was moving busses to rush inside, and sit near the back. She got away from the conversations happening around her, but made sure to stay close enough to where she could hear them. She realized that everyone in such a small space was probably going to send her senses into overdrive, so she closed her eyes and took deep breaths, doing a small amount of meditation. After she breathed for a little while, Aline looked around in search for the others entering the bus, whether she had met them or not.

“παρακαλώ μην επιτρέψτε μου να κάνω έναν ανόητο από τον εαυτό μου” She murmured to herself, her chin resting on the top of the chair. Her chin was a bit sore from slamming it against the plane, but she ignored it. She had worse from a simple fall down the stairs. She specifically looked for anyone who would move to sit next to her, just in case.

She noticed that there was no staff or driver on the bus, and the only person that was on the bus was a stocky brown haired girl. She looked nice, but she was already wearing her uniform, and she looked really cool. Aline didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of a cool person, whoever they might be.

Nothing much had happened once they boarded the bus. She had been able to follow their voices as requested and although she didn't like it, she allowed this Dante to help her into a seat. Judging by how she was placed, it seemed she was also sitting next to him, which made no difference to her. She fixed her walking stick so it was smaller, having no use for it while they were sitting, and jammed it into her boot. It wouldn't be good if she lost it and didn't want to run the risk of setting it down somewhere it could roll out of her reach. Still in her hand was the jellybean she had been handed before. She rolled it around in her fingers, but really all she could do was discern the general shape of it. She couldn't really tell what kind of texture it had through her gloves. "I don't know.... if I can eat this."

She wasn't sure if Dante was listening or if she were talking to herself. It was usually that she talked to herself. The thing itself wasn't very big, but people at some point had been very determined to make her understand that her diet was very limited. She could only eat very specific things or it would be very bad for her. They didn't tell her why, but she didn't really ask, either. She typically just accepted things as they were. But, someone did tell her she could taste things. Eat a very very small bite of something would be okay. So, she lifted it to her mouth and used a teeth to bite off a very tiny piece of the corner. Immediately her face scrunched up for a moment as the flavor overwhelmed her mouth. It was strong, but she didn't know how to describe the flavor (she means the sweetness). But, it wasn't bad. Although she couldn't eat the rest of it, she still kept it in her hand, unaware that it was probably making her glove sticky. "It's...good." While she had swallowed it rather quickly, the lingering flavor was much to her liking. It was still there, just not nearly as powerful. She held her hand out, showing the jellybean, but unsure of what to do with it beyond that. "Can I... eat more of this later?"

It was getting late, the whole day was nothing but being transported from one station to another, and none of her questions were answered. Rosita was tired, hungry, and agitated with the lack of professionalism the school had or the general lack of concern for their new students. In all honesty, the girl wanted to get to the school and go to bed so she could try again another day. She'd been up since the crack of dawn hoping from flight to flight so she hoped this was the last form of transportation she had to get there. Still, she couldn't rest on the bus as she was packed together with a group of strangers. The bus wasn't particularly spacious so everyone sat pretty close but at least they weren't on top of each other. She felt a little uncomfortable as they talked, seeing herself as the odd man out since no one from her flight communicated with each other but the people from the newer flights did. It was strange to witness the differences in interactions based solely on who had more time to be idle together and who didn't. Then again, Rosita didn't really come to the school to make friends, she came to become a top hero. Stepping over the crushed dreams of these softies won't bother her. Whatever it takes to be the best. Her arms crossed and her legs folded as she laid back into the seat, deciding it best to enjoy the ride than nitpick every portion of the journey. This was all part of some kind of elaborate game anyway so why not play along. There was no way they'd let some kids wander around aimlessly by themselves if it wasn't. Test away losers, I'm game for a little fun. She looked out the window to the setting sun rolling past the horizon of the Mongolian mountain peaks noticing the rosy orange hue in the sky slowly fade to black.


The first thing Levi noticed was the girl already seated on the bus. She wore some kind of weird uniform that held no sense of fashion but did have the same familiar crest from the letter. If memory served, most private schools wore some form of uniform. He deemed her another student, similar to the younger girl who was waiting in the airport and assumed they had some sort of connection. As one left another arrived, it was odd to say the least. Were they the ones watching us? He questioned in his mind as no other person who would remotely resemble staff had been around with the exception of these two kids. Those two must be the ones who report back to the officials to send the buses and planes to retrieve them or determine whether they were worthy of joining the academy unless there were cameras watching their every move. In that case, he had to be more careful about his actions. Nothing about this made any sense but he wanted to find out more. If anyone knew anything about what was going on it'd be the girl wearing the school's crest. It didn't matter if that was their uniforms or not, that symbol on her chest was more than enough to prove her affiliation. He took out one of his earbuds as he moved his seat closer to the stocky girl. "Hey," He said softly so not to startle her as he grabbed her attention. "My name's Levi, I don't mean to bother you or anything but I was wondering if you could tell me if this is the bus to the Hero Academy. A lot of the others look worried or a bit frightened since no one had given us any direction from since we got to the airport. Surely you know, I mean, you're wearing the school crest so you must already attend right? Is this normal..? You know, not having any staff and everything being automated? I'm just looking out for everyone's safety..." His voice was calm and clear as he spoke, giving the girl a slight but friendly smile. Levi may not be trusting but he was always looking out for everyone's better interests so he'd do things out of his comfort zone to ensure it. It's not that he couldn't talk to others either he simply preferred to keep to himself but he was actually quite the approachable guy. The girl didn't look menacing so there wasn't a draw for concern that she would attack him but he still held a bit of guard against her in case she did.

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[div class=BBBox][div class=BBBall][div class=BBAvie][/div][/div][div class=BBName]Darrik Kuromori[/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by @IdyllicDreamer[/div]
Power: Shadow Manipulation
Location:Mongolian Airport | Bus
Interactions: Talk to: Gomenesigh One Mean Ghost
Mention: NivieApple thespectacularstorm Dumplingboy

Darrick joined the others on the bus, prefering to stand and hold onto one of the rails while reading with his free hand, the bus resembling the ones back home in Kyoto. As Darrick entered the bus he noticed the kinda stocky girl sitting on her own, not remembering her from the group in the airport he made sure to look her over, noticing only that she was wearing a yellow uniform that had the emblem from the schools letter on the upper right breast.

"Ah…So that’s the new uniform huh? I wonder if there are other styles", Darrick thought to himself, smiling softly and nodding to the girl as he walked by, he looped an earbud over his ear as he stood near Dante and Della. Noticing the male brother, possible twin, sitting next to the stocky girl start to talk to her.


"You think their going to be lenient with the uniform policy here? I'm getting tired of them to be honest, first primary and secondary school in japan, then boarding school in Eddiburgh, I'm about uniformed out." Darrick chuckled lightly as he spoke and turned to look at Johanna as she asked about eating more jelly beans.

"I'm sure Dante wont mind. Honestly though, I'm curious as to what other snacks he's got hidden away in there and how he isn't fat from eating them all the time!"

As Darrick joked around with Dante and the others lightly as they settled into the bus, a thought crossed his mind that made him tense up a little and his eyes go wide in shock.

"Um….guys. Did anyone see a baggage claim at the airport? Or see anyone load our stuff under the bus?"
Darrick normally wouldn’t care but he did have a small Japanese Maple bonsai packed up carefully in a suitcase that he really hopes makes it in the stifling cold of Mongolia.
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