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[Jet]

Place: Yokohama Japan
Date: April 10th 2020
Time: 1:45pm
Weather: Sunny with light cloud coverage
Your characters were picked up from the train station. Even if they were already in town, that was the pickup point.

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A coach bus weaved through downtown Yokohama. Its appearance was average, unassuming and plain, nothing unusual in the metropolis. Its white color was contrasted by dark windows that hid the characters within — one of which was a woman named Noriko. Her narrow face was framed by straight black hair and metal glasses, matching her crisp black suit. She sat in the front row with her hands folded on her lap, a smirk on her face when she turned to the students.

"What a strange assortment. Jiro will have so much fun." She tapped her ipad several times. "Read your orientation booklets. If not, please let your classmates read in peace... or I'll drag you behind the bus like curse bait." Her eyes narrowed, passing over the group before she turned away.

For the next ten minutes the ride went without a hitch. A few students read through the orientation novel booklet, others busied themselves with electronics or stared outside. It wasn't the most fun experience ever recorded, but soon the bus arrived at its destination — a large building on the edge of downtown Yokohama.

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Noriko stood and pushed up her glasses. "I don't care what backwards, bumpkin rules your previous school used, we do things differently." She disembarked with a curt nod, but before anyone could follow, a huge teddybear waved from the driver's seat. "Yo! Welcome to the school ya fools, yeah ya fools, we don't have rules but Noriko wants to sound cool! Yeah!" He winked, flashed a thumbs up and grinned as the cringing students stepped out, arranging themselves around the stern teacher.

Noriko scowled, a red anger symbol on her forehead. "Shut up Chibo! Stupid bear." She shook her head and crossed her arms. "He's our resident idiot."

Chibo's voice floated from the bus "I love ya Noriko chan, yeah I love ya, take me on a date Noriko chan!"

Noriko's eye twitched. "Ignore him if you value mental health... Back to business, your personal effects will be brought upstairs by staff members, follow me." She walked to the building, heels clacking as she went through a rotating door.

When the students followed her through, they were greeted by traditional Japanese trappings. The floor was covered with a bamboo mat, rows of wood columns lined the room, and at the far end was a wide archway. It was a surprising twist for such a modern building.

"This way." Noriko brought them through the arch and down the ensuing corridor. Its walls were wood paneled with doors on both sides. A couple elevators were stationed halfway down the hall, and at the end stood an oak double-door covered with carvings.

Noriko stopped at an elevator. "Head through the wooden door. I have pressing business so you'll be unsupervised until Jiro returns from his mission. I advise you not to wander around, do so and you'll be turned into a toad for my amusement." She entered the elevator, disappearing as everyone else stepped through the wide doorway.

What the students saw next was probably the last thing they expected. It was a modern lounge with couches, tables, a television set, two coffee machines and a refrigerator. There was also a red button on the wall beside a sign that read "In case of emergency." Otherwise, the students were left to their own devices, free to hang out, swap names and discuss Yokohama's strange first impression.

Or they could make trouble, but who would do such a thing?

Taigakitt Goliath Anne Boolean Arcanist Pik The Regal Rper

 

[Taigakitt]

Chou Shima​

Traveling to Yokohama wasn’t bad to start. After all, most of the trip, the girl managed to just take a bus. It was that last trip that required her to take a train.

The train ride to Yokohama made Chou queasy. She sat by a window seat, cheek pressed fully against the cold pane, groaning.

She almost missed her stop even. Thank goodness her sharp eyes caught notice of her stop’s name.

She couldn’t get off the train fast enough. She sprinted off, hopped a barrier that was meant to keep people orderly, and straight to the ladies room to die compose herself.

After a few moments dry heaving and getting her wits back about her, she turned on her heel and opened the door. A woman stood there with a concerned face, her hand had been raised as if she had been tapping on the door.

Her lips moved.

Chou was yet too nauseous to really pay attention to what was said. She pulled her phone out and typed out in her handy dandy app that would speak what she typed in a male voice:

“Is something on my face?”

She tilted her head as her phone said what she typed. The woman was surprised and shook her head. It seemed she was at a loss of how to ask what she wanted to ask and got out of the way.

After washing her face, she sauntered casually to the meeting place, her phone in hand while both hands went up behind her head.

Piling onto the bus, Chou kept to herself, whether people tried communicating with her or not. She would have rathered having a moment to rest before getting on another moving vehicle. At least buses were much easier to deal with.

The unfortunate thing was that Chou ended up near the back of the bus, booklet in her lap, not expecting a lecture.

When she realized the woman was going to speak, she had to get up on her knees and try her best to pay attention to what the woman was saying.

Need to get closer.

She scooted across the seat, staring hawk-eyed at the woman without looking away as she tried to move one seat closer, leaning over the aisle.

Better?

Kind of. But she thought she got the gist?

Just in case more lectures would come up, she slipped a couple more seats closer to the front before opening her book.

Again, unless someone tapped her shoulder or waved their hand in front of her face, there would be no getting her attention.

Why’d they have to read the booklet anyway? They were second years. Was this school really that much different than her last one?

When the bus pulled to a stop, the lurch caused her head to tap against the back of the seat in front of her. She looked out of the window, missing what Noriko had said about rules.

Looking ahead, she spotted the teddy bear. Her eyes lit up as she stood, her eyes literally sparkling. The way his mouth moved to speak, she couldn’t understand a lick of it. She didn’t care. Bears don’t talk.

As the others started filing out, she took that as a queue that meant “get off the bus.”

Chou lithely hopped off and onto the sidewalk, her feet barely making any noise to those that could hear.

She missed all of the conversation about what the bear was as the comedic back and forth between the two opposing forces.

Looking at the building, her eyes widened. No matter how often she may see big buildings nowadays, she was still amazed by them. She threw her arms in the air and waved them around in her show of excitement. Not really realizing it, but she did make some excited squeaks.

She watched as the woman left on the elevator. Did she say anything before just leaving?

With a frown, she scratched her head.

Ah, no matter.

It was time to explore!

The first thing she did was go over to the couches and hop over the back, landing with a poof on the cushion, which she rolled off of and slid over to the refrigerator, wondering what kind of snacks might exist.

 

[Arcanist]

Ugh. A bus ride. There was nothing particularly wrong with buses but Kiyoko wished the trip had been much shorter than it was. A train all the way from Osaka, then the bus ride all the way downtown. If Kiyoko could, she’d lean her cheek against the window, though, God knows what the hell had been on the windows.

For the majority of the trip, she had put her feet up against the back of the seat in front, letting out loud obnoxious yawns while also letting the audio from multiple Instagram videos blare from her phone. Orientation who? She’d pick it up pretty quickly.

Maybe use it for some bedtime reading.

Out of the corner of her eye, she did see someone slide up the bus, moving from seat to seat. Seemed the girl couldn’t decide where to seat herself. Kiyoko didn’t think it was that difficult to do, though, paid it little mind as she returned to scrolling her Insta, double-tapping and swiping all along the way.

Finally, they had arrived. Kiyoko had waited until everyone else rose and migrated towards the entrance before she left her seat too, following. Though, there was a hold-up. She peered past one body, only to find the woman with the glasses had been interrupted by the giant stuffed bear at the front of the boss.

“Jeez,” Kiyoko felt a bead of sweat drip down her forehead. Her parents were right. Tokyo had some strange characters alright.

The journey into the building was nice enough. The place seemed clean enough, traditional, but it was never such a bad thing. Compared to the exterior of the building, it was rather strange. They were soon instructed to head through a carved door and to stay put. Apparently, the woman had more pressing issues to deal with instead of them, the guests of honour. What a grand welcome this was!

Though, the lounge was a welcome sight, to be sure. She stretched and yawned as she walked further into the room, watching one girl sprawl on a sofa before practically running to the fridge. She had the right idea to check if there were snacks about. She would have done the same.

Kiyoko’s eyes, however, drifted towards the blinking red button on the wall, with the instructions ‘use in case of emergency’. She snickered a little, turning to the others and directed with her thumb, “Guess someone’s gonna want to press that big honking red button, huh?”

 

[Anne Boolean]

Tobio Ito​

This would be Tobio's second big move. The first was when he was five, because of the fire. As he grew older, the rest of the memories from around that time started becoming more and more fuzzy, but he was still able to remember that incident as if it was yesterday. Maybe he was starting to get over it as well though, as he wasn't sure just how long he had spent in the hospital after. Was it one month? Maybe two? He knew he had been told the exact number of days, but whenever he thought back to it now, he just felt as if it had been an eternity that he had spent covered in bandages. The tragedy had taken no less than years from him though, as Tobi had needed to go through physical therapy after, and the burn scars caused him trouble with his peers after. Children could be cruel, but a couple of years ago, the eighteen-year-old realized he had been blessed with the power to make something beautiful out of all the adversity he had faced.

At first it was just little things, like making the broccoli he was having for dinner taste like cake or making a song he disliked on the radio sound like one he loved, but as he continued to practice, he was able to use the negative energy brought forth from his trauma make himself appear as if he had never been burned at all. The first time he did it, he shocked his mother half to death, with his appearance reverting to how it really was being the only thing which convinced her she wasn't dreaming, but nowadays, whenever he was seen by others or himself, he would have on his glamor. It spared him the stares of passersby and took the target off of his back at school, and he was also much happier with his appearance.

While Tobi just took his new powers into stride, his mother had questions. She embarked on a quest of knowledge, and when research into scientific works didn't provide answers, she eventually started looking into mysticism. That's where she found her answer. She discovered her son had the power to produce and use cursed energy, with the memories and affects from his accident being his source. She also learned about curses and the dangers they pose to humanity. Humans had an answer to this though: Yokohama Sorcerer's Academy. Due to his experiences and abilities, Tobio's mother believed he had been set forth on a path to do good for the world and brought all this up to him. He had agreed, and now here he was on the train to Yokohama.

He glanced over to a pink-haired girl a few seats ahead. She had hopped on at one of the train stations after him when they were still in Osaka and had also gathered her things and stood up when the train came to his stop. The black-haired man wondered whether they might have run into each other in the city they called home. He blinked his blue eyes upon seeing her stop at the area he had been told to wait for the YSA bus. He stopped there as well, taking note of the others who were waiting nearby too. Perhaps they were also students? Part of him wanted to strike up a conversation with someone and ask, or maybe talk to the girl he had sat behind the whole train ride here, but the fear of an embarrassing exchange or being thought of as a creep held him back.

When the bus arrived and everyone filed on, Tobi followed with his suspicions now confirmed. Even though the threat of an awkward conversation were less with his classmates, he still passed by the seat the pink-haired girl took and chose to sit in one by himself. When the students were instructed to read over the booklets they were handed, he flipped through the pages, letting his blue eyes scan the fine print. It wasn't the most thorough read, but he was fairly certain all schools had similar enough rules and he wasn't nearly enough of a delinquent to break any major ones.

His eyes widened slightly as he flew forth and faceplanted into the seatback in front of him at the bus's sudden stop. When he recovered, the eighteen-year-old noticed a giant teddy bear had stepped out from the driver's seat and was trying to court the other faculty member with a rap. He would have normally felt some secondhand embarrassment with how... mediocre the lyrics were, but found himself fixated on the appearance of the bear. Was that a person with a power like his?

He was taken away from his thoughts when a girl shifted into the seat next to him for a moment before moving ahead to another. There was no time for him to be re-entranced by the giant teddy bear though, as the students around him started standing from their seats and filing out of the vehicle. Tobi joined them and resisted the urge to touch the bear's fur to see just how real the glamor felt.

The students were then ushered into a tall building and stepped into what looked to be a lobby for a hotel trying to maintain an air of Japanese traditionalism. Tobi followed along as they were led down a hallway and then pointed to a set of large doors by the staff member before she stepped into an elevator and disappeared. She made sure to leave the group with a stern warning, though. Once through the double doors, they entered what looked to be a large lounge. There were tables, couches, and even a TV. One of the students, coincidentally the same one who had sat by him momentarily on the bus, went ahead to instantly make herself at home and plop down on the couch.

The black-haired man shifted his feet for a moment before walking over and taking a seat next to her. "Er... hi," he said, deciding to not let another opportunity to get to know a fellow classmate go to waste. To his dismay, the girl jumped back up and hurried over to the fridge in the corner. It was as if she hadn't even noticed him.

Almost on instinct, he looked down at his hands to see if any of his scars were showing. Everything looked fine in his eyes, but... he took a look at the students around him. Assumedly, they would have had some experience with cursed energy as well. Perhaps because of this they were able to see through his illusions? The thought made his head spin and his mouth dry. He felt his chest tighten and his body heat up. Back home, even though everyone at school thought his scars had healed, he was still known as "the boy with the scars." Although the abuse from his peers was less now that they weren't able to see them, the damage had been done, and whenever they interacted with him, they still saw him in that way. This was supposed to be his chance for a fresh start... He would have finally had the chance to be normal, to have good friends, maybe to be popular, and maybe even get a girlfriend... but the possibility of that seemed to just go out the window.

It was a fairly warm day today, but his mother had insisted he wear a hoodie. He felt thankful now, as he was able to ease his self-consciousness by putting up the black hood and pulling his arms back into his sleeves.

Interactions: Chou ( Taigakitt )
Mentions: Kiyoko ( Arcanist )

 

[Pik]

Emile Sapphire

Arcanist
A bus? I guess this is something ill have to get used to riding around in but it's different from what he's used to back home with the fancy cars and such that used to drive him around, but no matter that life is behind him for now and this is a new start. Not wanting to draw too much attention himself Emile would open up the orientation booklet that honestly looks to be about the size of a novel how much introduction does one school need, well it's better than going in blind like everyone else on the bus seems to be doing. The others seem like a pretty bizarre group of people to all be seen together but he really cant joggle until getting to know them after all appearance can be deceiving after all. The bus would arrive at what one would assume is the school they would be lead up into the elevator and into a sorta waiting. It looks like they will be staying here until their keeper would arrive from his mission and the promises of being turned into a frog definitely kept Emile from going anywhere so when the pink-haired girl talked about pressing the big red button it made him panic slightly. "U um maybe we should leave that alone for now I don't think the staff would appreciate us touching it."
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[Goliath]

Goliath had landed in Japan only a few days prior, spending time in Tokyo and wishing he could have enjoyed the nightlife. Yet, the jet lag was just as disorienting as he had anticipated after the 15-hour trip. Compared to Vegas, it was a time zone change of sixteen hours, so it took almost an entire day to feel somewhat normal again, apart from the eye bags showing his exhaustion.

And now here he was standing in front of a charter bus. It would be an understatement to say Goliath was thoroughly sick of traveling when he arrived at the designated location in Yokohama. Trains, planes, all of it, so the thought of getting into this hunk of metal — drove by a teddy bear, was almost enough to make him turn around and leave on the spot.

But that would have been a waste; the giant just needed to get it over with, jumping in front of the assorted bag of skittles he would soon call classmates. It only took a moment to put his one suitcase in the under-storage, keeping his backpack with him. Coming overseas limited the number of belongings Goliath could bring, so he only had the absolute necessities and planned on buying anything else he needed once settled into his new dorm.

It had its advantages, though; Goliath could get on the bus quickly and claim the entire back row for himself. He sat down and swung his legs up to the seat on the other side, stretching himself across the alley. Trying to cram his six-foot-four frame into the allocated space was not happening today. He put his backpack behind his head to use as a pillow, and after listening to the first two words that the woman said, he tuned it out, shutting his eyes and listening to his headphones instead.

The stop was anything but smooth, enough to get Goliaths attention of their arrival. Falling asleep and having to be woken up by one of these strangers was the last thing he would have wanted anyway, so he had no complaint. The black-haired male stood and practically ran off the bus since everyone else seemed to be waiting, more than happy to be done traveling finally. He could stretch once he was off, after all.

Once inside, Goliath had to be careful not to let his mouth hang open at the lobby's decor; he felt like he was definitely out of his element here. But he didn't want to stand out too much as a foreigner. Goliath had researched Japan, but this was an entirely different experience. Thankfully as they entered another, more modern room, those feelings subsided. It seemed idiotic to him to leave a bunch of strangers unsupervised, but No..Noriyo? Noriko? God, he needed to do better at remembering names, disagreed. "What the hell?" The giant muttered with raised eyebrows as a purple-haired girl jumped on the sofa and then went on to rummage the fridge.

It seemed apparent that she quickly made herself at home. Goliath might have felt slightly awkward; his hands shoved in his pockets as he leaned against the wall by the door, scowling. But, at least he hadn't attempted to talk to someone and subsequently get rejected like the male left alone on the couch did, watching him try to slink away into nothingness.

Though if he had to say — Goliath was most intrigued by the girl with bubble gum pink hair pointing at the flashing button. Curious what would happen with that or, better yet, if she'd push it despite the smallish boy saying not to.

Mentions: Chou( Taigakitt ), Tobio( Anne Boolean ), Kiyoko( Arcanist ), Emile( Pik )

 

[Jet]

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Dakota paid no attention to Noriko. The woman was too annoying and arrogant, not someone she'd deal with unless she was forced. Instead she plugged headphones in her ears, bumped rock music and stared out the window as downtown Yokohama passed by. It was a beautiful town but Dakota knew it too well to be impressed. The huge buildings were nothing more than background noise, but that beat a dumb orientation book and Noriko's abrasive personality.

The song she played matched her mood to a tee. It was heavy metal, the kind that knocks old people unconscious. The sound of electric guitars, loud drums and screaming angst calmed her down as she looked over her classmates. They were an interesting bunch and easy on the eyes too, especially the dark haired boys. But soon she returned to her window, focusing on her music until the bus stopped beside a large building.

"Home sweet home," she mumbled, standing as Noriko continued her tsundere impersonation. Dakota wasn't interested in what was said, but she removed her earphones when the teacher mentioned rules."This lady needs a vacation and school hasn't even started," she thought, smirking while she walked towards the exit. However her smile was short-lived. The teddy bear executed it with his cheesy rap, casting a shadow over her as she disembarked and went inside.

When Dakota entered the building she perked up from surprise. Her sharp eyes darted over the bamboo mats, wood columns, paper lanterns and the huge archway. "This is sick," she whispered, walking down the hallway, through the carved door and into the student lounge with everyone else.

"My name's Dakota I'll be— she began before Chou vaulted a couch, drawing a comment from the tall boy.

Dakota smirked at him. "I know right... I wish I had half her energy." She leaned against the wall and crossed her arms. "You could use it too, your eye bags have eye bags." She chuckled once, then faced Kiyoko with a mischievous grin. "You know what they say about getting things done... I'll give you three thousand yen if you press it yourself." Dakota paused and looked to Emile. "For you I'll make a better offer..." A devilish shadow covered her face. "Six thousand to push the button!"

(3000 Yen = $30 | 6000 Yen = $60)

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[Taigakitt]

Chou Shima
Interacting with: Tobi ( Anne Boolean )​

Rummage, rummage, rummage.

Her ear itched. She scratched it. Someone was a loud individual, with a constant output of energy.

Pulling out a leftover fried chicken leg, she stuck it in her mouth while she pulled out her phone.

Turning on her heel, she faced the dark-haired boy on the couch, who looked to be shrinking into his clothing. With a tilt of her head, she padded lightly over to him. Keeping her chicken in her mouth, she slipped her hand into the bag she carried.

Standing directly in front of him, she held her hand out for him to grab what was there. They were earplugs. If he didn’t grab them, she would end up dropping them in his lap.

In her other hand, she pulled out her phone and typed into her nifty app; which spoke out loud in a masculine voice:

“I’m Chou Shima. Sorry for not interacting at first. I was a little oferexcited.”

Her eyes glanced at her screen as her brows scrunched momentarily as she typed again,

“Overexcited.”

As she chomped on the crispy skin of the leg, she continued, “Whybdk ugh, sorry. Whynisnit… one second.”

She glared at her hand, as if trying to stare it down for typing slower than her brain could keep up with.

With a deep breath, she tried again, typing her words for her phone to speak, “Nevermind. I might ask later. Keep those earplugs.”

 

[Arcanist]

The kid didn't think she was wanting to seriously press the button, was he? But then he was young and seemed like a worrywart who would panic at the first sign of chaos caused by some students. She was about to suggest that she would never be the one to do such a thing, plunging them all into trouble with administration like that, though, a purple-haired student piqued up, putting down money if she did push that button.

Though, her face soured at the meeker student grabbing more yen out of it than she was. The cheek, the gumption, the gall! "Hey, hey," Kiyoko narrowed her eyes at the girl, arms folded over her chest, "how is that any fair? Pretty crappy offer on my end if you ask me!" She pouted. Then again, what would she do with 3000 yen? Did this chick even have the money to be throwing it willy nilly on a dare?

Her attention was soon drawn to the girl who had vaulted on and over the couch, and had ran to the fridge to look for any goodies. Or rather...the girl's odd voice. It sounded deeper than she had ever expected it to be, and the surprise was evident when she had turned to look at her. Though, she had noticed she was using a phone, rather than actually speaking to herself. She had been tempted to make a joke about someone really going through adolescence differently from the rest of them, though, resisted.

Kiyoko, instead, turned back to Dakota. "Anyway, I was expecting someone else to go pushing that button. There's always one person who disregards the instructions and does it anyway."

Mentions: Jet Pik Taigakitt

 

[Anne Boolean]

Tobio Ito​

From under the shadow casted by his hood, Tobio's blue eyes scanned his surroundings. His ears, although now covered by cotton fabric, were still able to pick up the sounds in the surrounding area. The pink-haired girl who had been on the same train as him had commented on the big red emergency button, and said, assumedly in jest, that someone should press it. A blond boy responded by telling her it was a bad idea. A purple-haired girl seemed to disagree though and attempted to coax one of the two into pressing it with the promise of Yen.

Aside from them was the girl who ran away from Tobi, still in the middle of searching the refrigerator, and another black-haired man who had yet to be accounted for. He exuded an air of exhaustion, of which the purple-haired instigator had commented on prior, and seemed to be just as curious about the situation with the emergency button as Tobi himself was.

The similarities seemed to stop at the hair color and sense of curiosity though, as Tobi was well-rested and the other also looked to carry himself with confidence. A small scowl appeared on the eighteen-year-old's face as envy started bubbling up within him. It wasn't able to fester though, as the refrigerator raider had returned to stand face to face with him.

His blue eyes blinked as she held out her hand, presenting a pair of earplugs which rested comfortably in her palm. His hands moved hesitantly to pick them up and put one in each ear. He watched with a raised brow as the girl started tapping away on her phone, expecting some sort of alarm to blare. Instead, a male voice played from the phone's speakers with a robotic inflection and, even though its volume was muffled by the earplugs and much lower than he was expecting, caused him to jump.

Despite the lexical error, Tobi was still able to understand the girl's message, although it seemed she was unaware of this since more error-filled words came from the speaker as she attempted to fix it. It was certainly an unorthodox reaction, but regardless, a wave of relief washed over the black-haired man. He was able to let go of his inhibitions enough to even crack a smile at the odd exchange.

He opened his mouth to respond, but before any words could come out, a realization hit. She hadn't taken notice of him prior when he spoke and she was communication by text-to-speech. He had found it strange before since, although he hadn't walked in her line of sight, he was sure he had used an appropriate volume while greeting her. Occam's razor would have suggested she was just ignoring him, but now it made more sense that she just couldn't hear him. Perhaps she couldn't hear anything.

Taking out the earplugs, he raised a finger before fishing out his own phone from his pocket. Sadly, he didn't have any sort of handy text-to-speech app like she did, but he could make do with a simple notes app. After a few quick taps on the screen, he held it out to face the girl. The screen read:

"Hello Shima-san. I'm Tobio Ito. It's nice to meet you, and no worries. Sadly, I don't know sign language, so I hope this is okay. What did you want to ask me?"

He had considered using a less formal honorific but wasn't sure whether Chou was actually an upperclassman and the lingering shock from what he had assumed to be an awful first impression made him hypervigilant during what was essentially a second chance. As his anxiety lessened though, his rationality returned. He looked around once more at his peers around him, remembering any expressions, or lack thereof, they had had when looking at him and relaxed. With a small sigh, he slowly pulled down his hood and let his arms extend out of his sleeves comfortably. This group was supposed to be more sensitive to cursed energy than the average person, but maybe they really hadn't been able to see through his illusions. He had been practicing almost every second since he first discovered his power, after all.

Interactions: Chou ( Taigakitt )
Mentions: Goliath ( Goliath ), Dakota ( Jet ), Emile ( Pik ), Kiyoko ( Arcanist )

 

[Taigakitt]

Chou Shima
Interacting with: Tobio ( Anne Boolean )​

Chou couldn’t stop the giggle that spilled from her lips when the boy put the ear plugs immediately. The true purpose of them was if they ever got thrown into a fight with something, then the preparation to fight with her would already be taken care of. After all, they transferred to this school to fill in for the lost group, and would potentially have to fight together.

Explaining her abilities was too much to just throw at someone at introduction, but it would come with time.

The reactions people gave her for using a male voice always entertained her. She was aware of what she was doing, but the entertainment factor outweighed the “logical” choice.

There was too much shit in the world to be serious 100 percent of the time.

As the boy pulled his own phone out, she tilted her head, watching him type. She killed the rest of her snack while he typed and tossed it toward the trash can. Unless someone interrupted it, the bone would swish and score.

When he showed the screen, she read swiftly.

A smile lit up her face.

With both hands available for her to use on her phone, she typed away:

“Chou is fine. Also, I can read lips. Kinda. Whichever you prefer. This is fine too.”

Her tongue stuck out as her purple eyes looked back at him, though she continued typing, “I noticed that you use cursed energy consistently. Why? Doesn’t that wear you out?”

Curiosity drove her to ask the question. The idea that it could potentially be insensitive to ask didn’t dawn on her.

She only briefly passed her gaze up at the others. She intended to go introduce herself soon, but they looked enraptured in a conversation about something and it would be rude to just leave Tobio after they just started talking.

 

[Anne Boolean]

Tobio Ito​

When the other's smartphone once again spoke, Tobi continued to relax. He moved to put his phone into his pocket after hearing that she could lip-read, although resolved to make sure to enunciate his speech.

He froze though, when the robotic male voice continued and questioned him about his constant output of cursed energy. His gaze slowly lifted to meet the girl's. There wasn't any sort of malice in her eyes, so Tobi assumed she hadn't already seen through his disguise and wasn't just hoping to see him flounder while coming up with an excuse. Even so, he found himself fairly hesitant to answer. Telling her he was using it to disguise his appearance would lead her to question why and telling her about his scars would only make her want to see them. Even if she didn't press him to show her his true form, just knowing about his disfiguration would make her think of him differently. He would need to be clever and think of a good response to avoid such a fate.

The black-haired man opened his mouth, but before any words came out, he caught sight of the other four once again. Were they just as sensitive to cursed energy? If so, had they noticed? If they could see that he was constantly using cursed energy, it could save him four more explanations if he gave his answer out loud. It would help him keep his story consistent as well if they all found out his reasoning now, but there was no guarantee that all of them would remember or would even pay attention. On top of that, perhaps this girl, Chou, was special, and the others wouldn't be able to notice his consistent cursed energy usage. In that case, it'd be more dangerous for them to even know in the first place, as one of them could find his story to be unsound.

Tobi once again brought forth his phone, settling on typing his answer to keep it just between them. After a few moments of tapping, he held the screen out to Chou, and it read:

"Cursed energy just flows from me automatically. It always has. It doesn't take any energy from me though, so I don't get tired out. Can you keep it a secret though? I don't think anyone else has noticed, and I'd like to keep it quiet for now."

Coincidentally, Chou's concerns were valid. When he first started disguising himself, he would be exhausted by the end of an otherwise easy day. The more time passed though, and the more he practiced it, the easier it became. Now, it was practically second nature, just like breathing or blinking.

Interactions: Chou ( Taigakitt )
Mentions: Kiyoko ( Arcanist ), Dakota ( Jet ), Emile ( Pik ), Goliath ( Goliath )

 

[Goliath]

Goliath peered down to the female standing next to him; when did she get there? He had not been expecting a response to his annoyed mutter. But that's what he got for saying it out loud in the first place.

He couldn't help but wonder for a moment why she wasn't heading further into the room with everyone else. Why was she on the wall? It didn't look like she'd have any problems fitting in here. But he didn’t care enough to ask either.

No, the giant would have been content giving a half shrug and saying nothing else. He wasn't in the mood for small talk or introductions and just wanted to pass out in his room. Where was that damn teacher anyway? It was definitely not a good first impression.

He tilted his head, hearing her continue to, what he assumed, was poking fun at him. Why did she think it was okay to interact with him as if they were friends or something. Goliath knew better than anyone that he looked a mess right now, so he wasn't offended it was just annoying.

But there was no way he looked approachable enough for this shit, not even on his best day. Most people deemed him rather intimidating with his red eyes and tattoos — not even including how much he towered over everyone around him. She had some nerve; he could give her that much. Pushing his buttons to the point she even got a response out of him.

"Huh?! Are you talking to me wanna be Powerpuff girl?" Goliath shot back, referencing her purple hair and height in one comment. It wouldn't be easy for someone to tell if he was serious or kidding as his appearance didn't waver, exactly how he liked it.

Though he did turn his head away for a moment as she addressed the other two again. It was hard not to be momentarily distracted by the male voice playing on the food girls' phone near the couch. It made sense why she ignored the guy now, but he wasn't going to stand here and eavesdrop, especially when this conversation taking place in front of him was much more amusing than the sad boy's hurt feelings.

Goliath gave a slight smirk as his attention returned; maybe he would get along better with this girl than he thought initially — bribing their classmates with money was undoubtedly amusing. And hey, perhaps it would make their teacher show up since apparently set pick up, and arrival times didn't matter to him. It was just another reason to hate authority figures.

He chimed in, speaking to the pink-haired girl, "You sure you don’t want to be the one to push it? I mean, you didn't say no but that you feel shorted. How about I match Grape Soda’s offer here. That'll put you at 6000 yen too, ya?"

"But that is only if the goody-goody here isn't a snitch." He stared pointedly at the blond. From appearance alone, he looked like the type. And Goliath didn’t trust him.

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Interactions: Dakota ( Jet ), Kiyoko( Arcanist ), Emile( Pik )
Mentions: Chou( Taigakitt ), Tobio( Anne Boolean )

 

[Pik]

Emile Sapphire

Jet Arcanist Anne Boolean Taigakitt Goliath

Emile stared at the punk-like girl in disbelief. "Mam do you even carry that much money on you let alone even have that much, to begin with. And also it's rather unfair to be making a smaller bride in front of the person you tried to make do it, to begin with. No offense Id would recommend you work on your negation skills for the future if you ever plan on getting into any marketing or other ventures. I'd recommend maybe pulling both people aside if you wish to keep it unfair but you won't do that again right. Oh, but apologize I haven't said my name I I'm Emile Sapphire happy to make your acquaintance for however long will be together. But um can we please not break the rules I'd rather not be turned into a frog-like that nice lady said." The other punk would then speak adding more to the prize pool. "W wait you can't actually be considering this right this is trouble we're talking about and it's our first day we shouldn't be putting ourselves in that kind of light already what will the staff think. Plus frogs! Y you guys will back me up in this right!" He would look over at the other two who have been having their own conversation on the side hoping for some backup.​

 

[Jet]

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Dakota stared at Goliath with glowing red eyes, a sarcastic scowl on her face. "Powerpuff?" Her hands balled into fists, "Grape soda!" Her mouth pursed into a narrow line. "This is unbelievable!" She waited a moment, letting tension build before she grinned and laughed. "I never knew lamp posts could joke," her glowing eyes returned to normal, and her mischievous grin widened even more. "Grape soda, not bad not bad," she met his crimson eyes. They were exhausted but sharp, the type that screamed "please test me."

Dakota matched his sharpness with her own confident gaze. "Thanks for matching my offer big guy," she turned to Kiyoko. "So is that a yes or—" but she stopped when Emile started speaking.

His arrogant speech turned her smile into a deep frown, and a dark, dangerous shadow covered her face. "God..." she pinched her nose bridge. "Sir this is a Wendy's," she shook her head, breathing deep to control her annoyance. "And yeah it's against the rules, but we don't care about them. You're the type who asks for extra homework aren't you?" Dakota sized him up with a dubious stare. He reminded her of hall monitors, trust funders and class presidents — her natural enemies.

"Just don't get in our way and we're cool," she looked from Emile to Kiyoko. "So now that the offer isn't crappy... what'll it be? You gonna get it done yourself?" Dakota watched Kiyoko's expression, wondering what she'd choose. The girl wasn't straight edged, but pressing an emergency button was no joke. It'd take Dakota by surprise if she actually pressed the damn thing, but hopefully she would, because seeing teachers rage was worth more than money.

(Interacts with) Goliath Pik Arcanist

(In earshot of) Taigakitt Anne Boolean

 

[Arcanist]

Kiyoko turned to Goliath, an eyebrow raised as she gave a long and satisfied hum. 6000 yen…to push a button. And potentially be sent back home again for misconduct or what have you. But really, it was the staff’s fault for leaving such impressionable children like them alone in the lounge, wasn’t it? “Ah, see? That sounds far more agreeable,” Kiyoko grinned. She was about to answer the purple-headed loudmouth with an affirmative, though, soon glanced to the ‘snitch’ in question.

She laughed a little as she clasped two hands on the young Emile’s shoulders. “Oh, man, we do have a goody-two shoes on our hands. Listen kid, I think we all need a thrill. We just had the most boring bus trip on the way here, didn’t we?” She looked to her compadres, a smirk growing on her face.

Kiyoko slowly turned on her heels, meandering over to the button in question. “I mean, the yen is tempting...plus I’m pretty bored!~” She sung, giggling afterwards. She wasn’t really sure if she was going to press it. But making Emile’s nerves shoot through the roof seemed way more fun. She backed off then, hands in the air, wiggling her fingers, though, unknowingly coming to stand in front of the button itself.

“Ah, I just don’t know,” Kiyoko puffed her cheeks out, before tutting, leaning backwards to stand against the wall again. “What a moral dilemma this is, right?” She stretched her arms as she leaned back, intending for her back to meet the wall. But she flinched when she felt something round and firm bear into her back instead.

 

[Taigakitt]

Chou Shima
Interacting With: Anne Boolean Pik Jet Arcanist Goliath ​

Once the phone was held out to her, Chou quickly read through what Tobi wrote.

Many may view her as gullible. She didn’t feel like she was. But he also gave her no reason to not trust him. After all, same school, same goal.

So to that end, her keeping it a secret? She had no reason to spilling the beans to anyone else. She knew them less than Tobi, and that was just, like… his name.

So, she nodded, making a motion with her lips like she was zipping them up and throwing away the key.

Looking up again, she could see the taller, dark haired boy talking but all she noticed was the words “Grape Soda” falling off his lips.

She didn’t see any of that in the fridge, so she wondered if he had any on him. Or maybe they were talking about favorite drinks.

After putting a note in her phone, stating that the tall, dark-haired boy’s favorite soda was grape, she also made sure to add a note about Tobi.

The smaller blonde boy looked back at them, to which she tilted her head. She smiled and waved in response. She had no idea what he was actually asking.

When the pink-haired girl had said “dilemma,” Chou frowned. Missing the whole context, she was confused. Then she saw the button that the girl leaned up against.

Chou hopped over the couch and padded over, typing into her phone:

“Going from favorite drinks to dilemmas? What’s going on?”

 

[Goliath]

Goliath thought for a moment; maybe he had gone a little far insulting her twice in a row. Dakota — that was what she said her name was, right? — definitely didn't seem too happy, every jester making that obvious, her hands, mouth, words. But he wouldn't apologize; it was for the best, then he wouldn't have to deal with people.

But before he could continue with his thought, she spoke, breaking the silence. It caused him to snap his head to the side. Lamp post? He rolled his eyes, lips pursed in annoyance that he had fallen for that act. "Tall jokes. My favorite." Goliath hissed back sarcastically. He had heard those a thousand times before. They were stale, even if this was a new one specifically.

Goliath waved off the thanks; he wasn't sure what exactly he was getting thanked for...unless he had messed up how much money that was in USD and had actually just made himself broke. His red eyes were shooting daggers at Emile, who, of course, went into lecturing the three of them just as he had assumed. Gol thought about telling him to buzz off and that the adults were talking now, but Dakota seemed to have it handled.

And after, the giant watched Kiyoko as she approached the button glad Emile hadn't swayed her, "Moral dilemma? What's that?" He asked with a scoff, raising his eyebrows as she practically fell into it. He had certainly not been expecting that sort of klutzy action. Goliath removed a hand from his pocket to point at what was happening so Chou, who walked over and addressed them, would know where to look not wanting her to miss it.


When Kiyoko pressed the dangerous red button, she was paralyzed by a wave of cursed energy. Then a panel opened above her head, and two elongated whack-a-mole hammers swung down like pendulums. They came at her from both sides, hitting her cheeks with an audible bonk.

The left hammer was marked by ば while the right was marked with か — hiragana symbols that meant "baka."

After a moment the plastic mallets retracted, and one of the wall-mounted televisions sparked to life. On its screen was a tall muscular man with red hair, a matching beard, and an Attack on Titan tee shirt.

"Hello students! Yes all of you! You're big, stupid idiots, but the spirit of youth is idiotic! I admire your moxy, but you fail your first test with flying colors!" The man clenched his fist, a confident grin on his face. "I hope you like laps! Push-ups and laps! Today we'll do more than usual because of your bad life decisions!" A shining sparkle flashed from his teeth, "But I must be going, duty calls!" The sound of dramatic dialogue and anime music floated in from the background, "No time to waste, these curses won't exorcize themselves!" He forced a boisterous laugh, drowning out the incriminating background noise. Then he waved goodbye as the television abruptly turned off.

Meanwhile, the button's paralysis effect ended, freeing Kiyoko from the wall.


Goliath brought his gloved hand up to hide his mouth, knowing he couldn't keep his composure. It was so stupid, two hammers and Baka on her cheeks?...but he ended up stifling a laugh as the corner of his lips upturned into a smile.

One that didn't last long. As the teacher came on the TV, Goliath recovered, returning to his stoic demeanor and glaring at the tv until it retracted again. The man who spoke couldn't have been more annoying — loud and annoying. The last thing he wanted to do was work out when he was this tired. And that was their teacher?! It was going to be a long year. "Well, he should at least show up now. Took long enough." The giant shrugged, taking no responsibility for his part in this happening.



Collab: Jet
Interactions: Dakota ( Jet ), Kiyoko( Arcanist ), Emile( Pik ) Chou( Taigakitt )

 

[Pik]

Emile Sapphire

Jet Anne Boolean Arcanist Taigakitt

"What no why would I ask for my sensei to go out of their way to create more work for me that's taking time out of their day. I'm just saying we shouldn't go out of our way to make things harder for those who are looking out for us." Emile would back away from the stare he received afterward backing away slightly. This girl is clearly not someone he wants to get into a fight with but he can't just let her do whatever can he. He then felt two hands grab his shoulders "Goody-two shoe mam I assure you I'm nothing like that I just think giving a little bit of respect to our elders should be a little bit appropriate. Plus I'm sure there are better ways of getting a bit of fun while we wait. Um, can you please stop grabbing me?" once she let go Emile watch in horror as she slowly backed up and hits the button. Two mallets would come out bonking her on the head as she was paralyzed with cursed energy. The tv flicker a moment later with the picture of a man calling them idiots and telling them all failed. "Sigh I tried to warn you and now we all have to pay for the consequences." He couldn't help but sit back in disbelief is this how it's going to be for now on getting in lots of trouble over things he didn't do. "But he seems really nice maybe he will understand that it was an accident and let us off the hook?" ​

 

[Jet]

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Dakota chuckled at Goliath's sarcastic comment. "They're my favorite too," she relaxed a tad, he was too exhausted for roasting, and pressing him would make problems. "Fine fine, no more tall jokes. I'll come up with more creative ones for you," her mischievous smile returned, "I'll work on some tonight."

Dakota watched his impassive face for a reaction, and after a moment she turned to Kiyoko, nodding when she mentioned her boredom. "Yeah, after that ride we've earned the right to mess around... honestly it's the school's fault for leaving us alone." Dakota knowingly nodded, pretending her absurd point made sense. Then she faced Chou with a confused expression, "Favorite drinks? And why are you talking with your phone? Do you need a transla—" but she stopped when Kiyoko strolled away and pressed the button, activating the dumbest trap ever made.

Two hammers marked with baka — it was extremely stupid and Dakota knew it too, but she obnoxiously laughed anyway. "Ba.... baka.... the hammers," she said between laughs. "What is this school, where the hell are we?" She brushed tears from her eyes, glancing at Goliath as she gasped for breath. His suppressed snicker betrayed a hidden sense of humor, a surprising twist after his serious first impression. "So he's actually capable of laughter," she thought, looking to the television after a moment. Its screen showed a large, rough man with muscles on muscles. His chipper attitude entertained her to some extent, but his punishment sounded like a pain.

"He's exorcizing curses? Isn't that anime in the background?" Dakota crossed her arms as the screen darkened, wondering how small her teacher's brain was. "I've never seen someone out themselves that easily, guy deserves an award... he does seem fun though," she mused, facing the pink haired baka with a smile. "The cash was definitely worth it," she chuckled once, "thanks for making my morning."

Dakota resisted another wave of laughter, took a deep, exasperated breath and stared at Emile with stern eyes. "Pay for the consequences? It's just a few laps and push-ups kiddo, if you can't handle them, how're you gonna handle curses? Just take it as an opportunity to get stronger, that's the only way a sorcerer can survive."

(Interacts with)
Goliath Arcanist Pik Taigakitt

(In the area)
Anne Boolean

 

[Arcanist]

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Kiyoko hadn’t intended to press the button, not like that. As soon as she did, she felt dread shoot up in her like the red line in a thermometer, and she was struck still. She couldn’t move her arms or her legs, even if she willed them to with all her might. She could already feel herself thinking of all the possible scenarios.

Struck by lightning.

Dropped through the floor.

Suddenly caged.

Perhaps even a surprise green gunk attack, like she had seen on those stupid western kids awards shows.

Instead, out of the corner of one eye, she saw one of those strange, squeaky hammers swing towards her. Kiyoko willed her body to move out of instinct but again, her body refused. The following proceeded to unfold in slow motion. Just when she had thought it was only the one, she felt two sink into both cheeks, her sink rippling upon impact with the audible bonk. The impact forced her lips to purse and saliva to leap off the tip of her tongue and onto the floor. Her eyes squinted, grew unfocused in the process. The process (for my readers’ pleasure) seemed to repeat the moment of the mallets’ impact three times; the first from a higher angle with a bonk, the second from the right side with a bonk, and finally, the third in front of Kiyoko’s face, for that up-close repeat of the girl’s poor, squished face, with a final, seemingly more powerful, bonk.

When the mallets finally pulled away, Kiyoko was left sputtering, the sight of the mallets’ impact reddening like a smacked bum, “Wha…whas da big…ideaaaaaa…?” She only managed to regain some sense of reality as she tried to take in the words of a man she could hear, but didn’t exactly see. Why was she hearing boss music…?

Apparently, that was a test. Which they all failed.

Kiyoko felt the constraints of cursed energy lift from her. She stumbled forward, bringing her hands up to her cheeks with a tender touch, and moaning, “Owww…did it have to hurt so much…?” Apparently, the laps and the push-ups hadn’t bothered her. Only the state of her poor cheeks.

And the snickering. She turned to them, face flushing as pink as her hair as the purple-headed girl and the illegally tall boy kept covering their mouths. “Hey, what are you laughing about?! It’s not that funny! Definitely not that funny! I'm most definitely no baka!” She yelled, not realising the printed kanji on her cheeks. Even worse was the kid with the ‘I told you so’ attitude. She rubbed at her cheeks, muttering all the while, “I’m not scared of a few extra exercises. I might as well be running laps with the amount of times I’ve cleaned floors in a day.”

Kiyoko’s face still flushed, even at Dakota’s comment, and she mumbled, "Yeah, yeah, whatever. I take payment via cash or credit.”

Jet Goliath Taigakitt Anne Boolean Pik

 

[Taigakitt]

Chou Shima​

Eyes immediately followed the tall boy’s point. It was also in that moment that cursed energy screamed and she missed Dakota’s questions towards her.

She flinched, her head twitching to the side the slightest bit at the sudden onslaught of the only thing she could hear, her nose also scrunching.

Though she kept her eyes peeled on the next thing.

She sucked in her lips when she read what was left on the pink-haired girl’s cheeks.

Is that what that button did?

Above, she watched the mounted television come to life as a bara buff man appeared on the screen. Her eyes glued to his lips to pick up what he was saying.

As she watched the screen, she typed into her phone without looking:

“What test?”

“I do like laps. Soft and fluffy.”

“Oh, those laps.”

Once the man flashed off the screen, she looked around then shrugged.

“Can’t fight curses without training.”

Running was something she felt she was pretty decent at. Push-ups, well, maybe she’d have a harder time considering strength isn’t her strong suit but she could always work to get better.

 

[Goliath]

Of course, in his momentary break of indifference, Dakota looked up at him. It caused the giant to mentally curse at himself when he thought back to it, talk about bad timing, but at least he had covered his face. Goliath considered speaking, asking her, 'why do you keep staring at me?' once the tv retracted, but decided against it, not wanting to bring it back up.

Goliath wondered what Dakota gained from doing so; what was the point? Maybe to see if he would react? And if so, well, she got what she wanted; the red-eyed male couldn't be stone cold all the time even if he preferred to be. He wasn't a robot, and that was so unexpected it was funny even with the pink-haired girl proclaiming it wasn't. Sue him.

He glared at the much smaller male in front of him, "Warn us? More like being a buzz kill." Goliath scoffed. "Clearly the girls aren't scared of a good workout. And neither am I. So why are you sweatin' it — Plus, did you not see that man?" He shoved his gloved hands back into his pockets.

"Muscles on muscles. I would bet money on the fact that, regardless of us pressing a button or not, we were going to be working out today. But if you want to try to get out of it, be my guest. I'm sure that would make a great first impression for a teacher's pet such as yourself." He mocked in annoyance to the blonde.

Goliath passed over Chou; Miss Hyperactive clearly understood at least some of what the teacher had said since she made the ridiculous comment about laps being fluffy and soft. But that didn't change the fact that he wasn't sure how he was supposed to communicate with her effectively. Not that he cared about small talk — No, having the class around him right now was less than ideal, and he blamed Grape Soda for that happening. He was standing in the back against a wall for a reason, after all.

The giant turned back at the money comment knowing it was partially toward him; he didn't expect the blushing girl to talk about payment right away. Venmo didn't work in Japan, so credit wasn't an option. And most of his money was still in American currency. Goliath thought it wouldn't be wise to give up any of his yen until he took care of converting the rest of his bank account. "Yeah yeah, you'll get your money. Calm down, ruby red." He rolled his eyes, referencing her face before looking down to Dakota, "Spot me. I don't have my wallet."

Interactions: Dakota ( Jet ), Kiyoko( Arcanist ), Emile( Pik ) Chou( Taigakitt )

 

[Jet]

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Dakota suppressed another laugh, lips trembling as Kiyoko said "It’s not that funny!"

How wrong she was. The scene could make frowning statues smile, let alone Dakota. The young woman would laugh about "baka hammers" for weeks to come, maybe even more. "Cmon, you have to admit it was a little funny," a thin smile crossed her face. "You're getting paid anyway so how bad can it be? I don't have a card but I have cash on me," she withdrew her wallet as Chou and Goliath discussed the workout plan.

"Yeah we need the training, and going on a run beats what my last school was doing... at least mister meathead won't force math down our throats," she hated everything about her past curriculums, this seemed like a good change of pace. Honestly there was a lot to look forward to, from the interesting students to the training program — her day was turning into a good one, but then Goliath said two blasphemous words.

"Spot me."

Dakota's head slowly turned, a creaking sound accompanied its movement. Her eyes narrowed and a red symbol throbbed on her temple. "Spot me?" Her mind boggled at his sheer audacity. "Spot me!" Dakota dangerously smiled, leaning towards him with crossed arms. "Sure I'll spot you, but you better pay me. I'm not made of money over here." Dakota leaned back and stared into his eyes, wondering what his game was. Why was he making deals without having money on hand, and was he the scamming type?

"If you don't, you have to run my errands for two weeks, deal?" She extended her hand with confidence, almost hoping he'd agree and not pay. Having an errand runner would be fun after all, especially one so outwardly stern.

Goliath Arcanist Taigakitt Anne Boolean

 

[Pik]

Emile Sapphire

Taigakitt Jet Anne Boolean Arcanist Goliath
"I'm not scared of a work out I've done my fair shier of those back home and I'm plenty strong for it. And I didn't think for a second they would stop with my arrival here. I'm just saying is it really too much to just give a little respect and do what we're told we're all here to get stronger after all it wouldn't help if those how are here to teach us wouldn't want to work with us because where a group of jokesters." He would then take a deep breath from speaking that mini-rant. "Perhaps we all got on the wrong foot how about a more formal introduction and a little bit about us. I'm Emile Sapphire I specialize in tool-related combat I'm also kind of a book worm so please don't hesitate to ask if you ever need any help with your studies."
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