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[NyxNightmare]

? Organization: Black Cobras ? Rank: Second in Command ?

"Crimson Avenger"


As the conversation went on, the periwinkle haired girl began to wonder if this was a bad idea after all. Could they be considered stealthy with the circumstances? With the coughing, and the noticeable stench and all. No, she had never doubted herself with matters relating to her job. She would carry it out exactly how she constructed it in her head. Whether or not the members had actually eaten some of her lunch was not of her highest concern, but she would be lying if she said it didn't relieve her heart. In fact, she had half expected Russ to deny the offer. He had always been wary of women, and Iris in particular wondered if that could ever be cured, just like her own phobia. Hopefully he didn't hate her too much. As for Oliver, he seemed he wanted to prove his worth, and she felt this task was important in testing the two. She didn't let her eyes rest on the two guys too long before pulling out her phone to check the time. It was a pointless act, for she already knew it was merely halfway through the school day. Figures.


Iris tightened one of her ribbons meticulously. Sure they could all leave right now and it wouldn't mean a damn. Detention perhaps? Or just a demerit if you were lucky. But why rush things? It was scorching hot out today, better to let it cool down. It would also better her concentration. As the table became more crowded, she felt a slight pressure against her left arm. Flinching at the contact she immediately sat up. She attempted to make it seem as natural as possible, but it was obvious the contact had startled her.


"Y-yes it's just us. W-well, it's settled then. I'll meet you two at the library after school."


The main reason for choosing the library was that it was less crowded at the end of the day. Iris hurriedly made her way towards the exit, her breathing finally settling again.


As she entered the quiet library, tranquility instantly spread throughout her veins. This was it, where she spent most of her time at school. Placing herself in an aisle, she brushed her fingertips along the smooth and rough covers; her mind wandering along with.


-The First Thought-


She couldn't shake the feeling something was off. Yes, the feeling of being...watched. But by whom? Could it just be her imagination? The stress? Perhaps. Psh. Nobody ever watched her. She always did the watching. Nothing to worry about.


-The Second Thought-


Hair. It was always the first thing she noticed about a person. The locks that seemed to capture her soul, whether it be Evey's bouncy curls, Remiel's neat but playful hair, Vaughn's hella chill dreads, Audence's soft flippy hair, Peyton's traditional sexy hair, Dale's fashionably edgy hair, Oliver's seemingly gentle visual kei style, G;asper's emo-licious, or Russ's messy skater hair, all lured her eyes to caress. The second in command was hoping it would not come to this. The only thing she had ever found herself the desire to touch, was hair.


Do I seriously have a hair fetish? NOOOOOOOOO!!!! How shameful! T___T


-The Third Thought-


She had considered this once or twice, reading what they call, Manga. So off she went, browsing through the manga aisle. Picking a book, her eyes scanned the cover.


Hmmm. What is this thing called Yaoi??


As she flipped open to a random page, her cheeks flushed a deep red. Clasping the graphic, the way too graphic, novel shut, she covered her mouth in embarrassment.


Why is such a thing even allowed in school?? What was I thinking??!! Note to self....never read yaoi...


The second in command was desperately hoping the end of school would come already. Though, would she be able to face Russ and Oliver after witnessing that??

? Organization: White Tiger ? Rank: Member?

"Spade"

What was I thinking?!!I stayed up reading yaoi till the break of dawn.


Spade had remained home reading the deliciously steamy graphic novels, missing out on the festival. Not that he minded, he heard a fight broke out among the Tigers and Cobras, and, quite frankly he wasn't the keenest on having his clothes dyed red.


"How unappetizing, the sword's edge cuts into nothing but the weary shell of a doll."


(Fighting is utterly pointless and tiring.)


Though, if anything, Spade found brawling boring. He easily fell bored with just about everything, always having to switch topics, actions, or engage himself in someone else's life drama. Today, he would be doing just that. Spade was a special case, he excelled in his language classes, but failed the others. Not because he wasn't smart, no, the man was practically gifted. Yet, he simply chose not to concern himself with "unappetizing" classes.


Upon entering the prestigious and fanciful White Tiger High building, heads turned to greet him. Smiles always flashed his way, and he returned them, even without truly giving a fuck. His playful nature was enough to place him at one of the top well liked people of the school. Of course, his tall figure and deep eyes did him justice for charming others as well. It only just occurred to him today that nobody called him by his real name, ever. He had always introduced himself as Spade, and even that became his lavishing gang name. His birth name would remain hidden for now.


It was when he passed by two familiar faces that he knew his day would be getting interesting. Up in the bleachers he could recognize none other than Emelia and Jeddedia.


OH HO HO HO, WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE BUT TWO FLUORESCENT SOULS IN THE THROWS OF PASSION?!! Such an anomaly indeed, how, the cold snake has swallowed the swallow hole, her feathers cease to fly towards any other. A breath-taking sight indeed. Has a sweet song been sung? Yes, immerse my ears in thee's lustful desires.


(Oh my, what do we have here? Two teenagers under love's spell? How unexpected, for someone so seemingly cold-a Tsundere perhaps?- catching the heart of such a classy and sophisticated woman. How fascinating, I wonder if a confession has been made? Please, have it not be so, grace my ears and eyes in front of me with such sights and words of young love.)


Spade leaned against the wall, peering from the corner of his eye casually as not to attract attention.

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[Bedbae]

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Jason - Red Spectres (Leader)

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Location: RSHS Roof


With: Melony
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Jason inhaled the cigarette smoke and exhaled it out his nose as he started tapping the ground with his feet at an even pace, unbeknownst to him. It was a habit of his whenever he was deep in thought and he was lost in another world. The rap music playing through his headphones was mere background music to him at this point. He heard the slightest sounds of what could be described as a thud followed by some weird buzz, distracting him from his thoughts. He didn't worry about it until seconds passed and he felt a sense of checking the door. Turning his head to the side, Jason came face to face with his bodyguard.


"WOAH!" Jason's heart skipped a beat as the sudden appearance of Mel surprised him. He did tell her he'd be up in the roof but he assumed she would keep studying till the end of lunch. He stopped the music and removed his headphones. "Damn girl, you almost killed me there Mel. Let me know next time before you pull that shit," he joked lightheartedly, grinning. Jason hadn't noticed the onigiri until after his minor heart attack but gratefully took it giving his thank you. "So what brings you up here or do you just want to spend personal time with your leader?" he smirked, one eyebrow raised.


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Diana - Blue Dragons

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Location: BDHS

With: Lyre
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Diana had woken up two hours earlier than the school start time, normal for her. Those hours gave her enough time to shower, eat and resume her knowledge finding. After her nice warm shower and healthy breakfast, she spent the following hour watching the news to see what she could store in her virtual library. Nothing much was worthy, only two reports were saved. Half an hour was left, looked like enough time to head out to school. Diana grabbed her lunch and headed out.


School was already in session and Diana was in the front row, ready to learn. It was lunch time, but Diana had a hard time memorizing the equations from her two classes. Her conscious was killing her and last night's problem was affecting her. She felt like she had to do something about it or her chi skill wouldn't be as useful to her from all the worrying. She pulled out her phone and texted the group.

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me

How's it going everyone? I feel like I should apologize for my failure of a plan. It didn't go as expected and to that I say sorry. Therefore I'd like to redeem myself. If anyone needs any help just let me know!

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[SirBlazeALot]

Del

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Location: White Tiger High, Student Council Room


Kickin' It With: Tara & Jasper

Questions, questions, questions, just like Del expected. Since Tara had asked about the evening he'd been forming answers to hypothetical questions in his head, and was prepared to deliver them with utmost confidence. Getting caught for bringing a Cobra over would absolutely destroy his reputation. He regretted it slightly, but only slightly. There was plenty the Tigers didn't know about him and this would be no different. "Did the Tigers come out of the fight on top?" asked Jasper and Tara followed him up with a volley of questions of her own and shifted in his lap. "Yeah, what happened? Did you fight anyone? Who'd Chikage fight? Or did you get your ass kicked and have to go home early?"


Del flashed a grin and nodded. "Yeah totally. Just when the fight started I realized I left a souffle in the oven. Couldn't have it overcooking, you know. That'd be a real tragedy~" Del teased back effortlessly before explaining. "But seriously, I'm probably the wrong guy to be asking for all the gritty little details, guys." Del's grin faded and he continued, "There was this Cobra girl there -- a real powerful one -- she could probably rival Chikage in strength. I think anyone would have a tough time getting up from one of her punches. But, you guys know Cobras... they're stupid. Buuut you also know how Chikage is with women, the poor guy. Some of the most dangerous people in the city are women, in fact I'm looking at one right now~" Del schmoozed and squeezed Tara's side.


"So I grabbed the girl and took her away from everyone else you know? Stupid girl didn't catch on that I was isolating their heaviest hitter. Took her to a nearby alley where I could easily just jump around her and load her up with stars 'till she stopped moving. Took longer than usual, but like I said...Cobras are outwitted quite easily if you have the patience for it... and if you can teleport~ Just as I was heading back to La Lune, a family friend of mine from out of town texted me that some shady characters in black had been following her around all evening. She was scared, so I went to help her out and we ended up hanging at The Den afterwards. I haven't seen anyone else involved all day so I'm in the dark too. I don't know if we won or...if anyone was hurt."


Del sounded quite serious as he finished up. He bit his lower lip a bit and looked down with remorse. What a perfect little alibi. It technically wasn't even all that untrue. "I sure hope that no one got hurt too badly Jas. But I'd bet anything that our guys came out on top! And if they didn't, we'll get 'em next time~!" He tilted his head to see the long haired boy beyond Tara's body and sent him a wink and a winning smile. He'd returned to his typically happy-go-lucky demeanor and took a triumphant sip of his Moove It! brand milk.


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Cielo


Location: Blue Dragon High, Study Hall


Kickin' It With: Keagan

"You got someone kidnapped?" The question stung Cielo and her face turned red as Keagan explained that he hadn't seen Tsu all day. So she'd basically unintentionally outed herself. That's embarrassing. Although technically she didn't because remember, none of what happened last night was her fault and Tsu's a total prick. Her eyes shifted down awkwardly as Keagan tried to remember why he was looking for her. "I wanted to know what you thought of Stanley. Other girls and even some guys get all... dumb, you know? They act like the bugs are after them; as if they'd be so important. I just... Stanley is a really pretty beetle and I wanted to show him to someone."


"O-Oh...well umm..." Cielo looked up, leaned in to get a closer look and studied the bug in question. "This better not be some kind of dumb prank or I'll send you to outer space..." She'd charged in full force with just her and Brooklyn, completely outnumbered yet ready to take on the Tigers and the Cobras last night. Fear wasn't something Cielo had much of, and bugs were no different. Of course she hated pests just like everyone else. Cockroaches were no fun, and finding a big ass spider chilling over your bed is also not very fun. Neither are bug bites, or mosquitoes.


"You're right, he is pretty," she concluded after following the six legged creature with her eyes for a few seconds. "Tell him I think he's pretty." A small confident smile danced on her lips and she informed him, "I'm not afraid of bugs! I just find some of them to be annoying. Like when you're trying to eat at a barbecue and a fly won't leave you alone...or when ants invade your room in the winter...or--" Cielo stopped short and her smile widened. "Oh, I forgot. I'm talking to Bug Boy~ You wouldn't understand. When you tell a bug to fuck off they actually listen. So of course you can't help but see them through rose tinted glasses."


"So anyway, how'd you manage to get someone kidnapped Cielo? Owe someone a debt and to hold you to it they took a friend for ransom?" Cielo leaned back and folded her arms again, pouting peevishly. "I didn't. Tsu thinks I could have saved Leon last night and so I'm somehow at fault for him wandering over into Spectre territory." She looked around and leaned in again to share a secret. Cielo whispered, "I think she's just being over dramatic because Brooklyn and I disobeyed her orders...but we thought someone stole her phone! She made a typo!"


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Glasper


Location: Black Cobra High, wandering about


Kickin' It With: Suzumaki

Glasper felt like his heart was going to punch its way out of his chest, just like in Alien, and at this point he would welcome that. If Suzumaki knew about the kiss that probably meant that everyone knew, especially all the girls, and that meant that Evey probably told them, but under what context. As a silly new years kiss or was she seeking advice for the weird friendship ruining thing he did last night? "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Glasper, Glasper, Glasper. You're truly the most naive child there ever was, my friend." Glasper gulped and slowly followed Suzumaki wherever she was leading him. "I-I am?" He dragged his feet because he just knew that she was taking him to Evey now, and he had to think of a lie or something to get out of this confrontation. His eyebrow lifted as she talked about how he wasn't the strongest Cobra ever, but was still valuable, which he could appreciate but why was this being brought up? "Th-Thanks...I guess? I umm...I'm just doing my best," Glasper replied in a small voice followed by some nervous laughter until he had a shocking thought. Does Evey think I'm weak!? If we hadn't left the fight we could've gotten killed!


Suzumaki's little speech was supposed to be uplifting, yet Glasper was in an even worse state than when the short red head found him. "What I'm trying to say, Glasper... is that you should never look down on yourself no matter how little of a difference you make in this world. Or- Heh, I wouldn't take it that far- In this gang. You're a good guy. You're strong enough and deserve more perspect." Glasper let out a tiny defeated sigh and lowered his head. Dark hair fell over his eyes and he tugged on the strings of his hoodie idly. "That means a lot to me Suzumaki thank you..." he said without a single ounce of conviction, and he assumed that's why she kept going until she was starting to sound like a pastor. Her inspirational Shia Labeouf type speech seemed to be directed at him growing the balls to talk to Evey. Glasper looked around the cramped hall of their school, and felt smaller as wandering eyes traced over him and his tiny companion. She's making a scene. Glasper mustered up a smile and shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. "Alright Suz, I get the picture...I ummm...I'll text her later. D-Does anyone else know?"


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[NyxNightmare]

? Organization: Red Spectres ? Rank: Member ?

"Cryptic"

Aya was constantly on the lookout to stir things up. She hadn't heard anything about her previous ordeal, and the satisfaction of possibly having gotten away with something as monumental made her laugh. Last night the cops had showed to disrupt the start of a fight, and having cursed under her breath, the female ninja was forced to retreat along with her fellow Spectres.




How boring.




Now it was daylight, the start of a school day, which could have been like any other day for the girl, since she couldn't remember the last time she actually attended. She would do what she always did, stride towards the tall building like a good girl, only to turn before reaching its steps. The girl liked to arise early from her slumber, even if she was a night owl, it appeared she didn't have to sleep much in order to function properly. As long as a full balanced diet was in order, she'd be alright. Walking along the path in the opposite direction of Red Spectre high she thought more about last night. Archie and Keimi had been up all night with the prisoner playing Go-Fish. Could he even be considered a prisoner? Well, he was tied to a pole alright. Being so guarded, how could she cause him any harm? She would have to find another way.


But first, it was time for some of that so called balanced diet. Store bought ramen would do. Stepping into the nearest convenience store, immediately she spotted a familiar face. How could she not? He was her idol. He went by "The Blood Knight"-she had never actually personally asked his name- the tall figure, as far as she knew, didn't know she even existed. Of course, her tastes were considered quite morbid for the public, so friends were a bit of a rarity for the girl. She didn't know as much as she figured a fan would know of their idol, but that had never been Aya's style. The whole fawning and giggling crap, all of it made her stomach churn in disgust. Nor was she the stalking type, so, it all came down to mere fate. She admired his carelessness and toxic tongue, his god-complex or interest in comics didn't seem to phase her. Only there was a small problem, she never talked to him, until today that is. Though, she hadn't planned on it, and it didn't happen in the way she had hoped their first true encounter would occur.


Her first mistake had been spacing out at the spicy chicken flavored instant ramen container sitting on the shelf. Man she really didn't have the right to be considered a fan girl, when ramen distracts you from your crush. But she was hungry okay? Not even love can compete with that. The only thing she felt that shook her into reality is her hand almost being sliced off as she reached for the ramen container. Unfortunately for the delicacy, it hadn't been spared by fate. The contents spilled upon the floor, and, normally this wouldn't phase the girl so much, but it did because it had been the last spicy chicken flavored ramen on the counter. The rest lacked the spice she desperately craved. How did the incident lead up to this? Simple, or, perhaps not so simply, this was the result of her "idol's" chi. Snapping her head in his direction, she noticed him conversing with another Red Spectre member. She had only seen her a few times as well, a goody two shoes she was. Yet, they were clearly bickering over something trivial, well, anything besides her destroyed ramen might as well be considered thus.


Now, Aya's temper naturally flamed out of control. Crush or not, this shit would not fly. In a quick motion, she spun around to gather momentum and, raising her foot she swung to make contact with the man's face. Despite her size, she packed a powerful kick, enough to send him flying back if she was successful. Given her element of surprise, the chances were likely.




"FUCKING ASSHOLE!!"




Her anger poured from her mouth sharply.




"Honestly...so annoying. At least tell me you guys are aware you're from the same fucking gang..."




Though she doubted it mattered to them, as the Bike Hero already seemed set on serving justice. Her eyes glistened as they flickered from the Bike Hero to the Blood Knight. Suddenly realizing what she did the anger left her voice, but her eyes remained firm. Even though she was younger, there was a certain aged look to her eyes.




"Cryptic sees free spicy chicken ramen in her future, or else...she'll spoil the newest issue for you."




She added to the man with an unwavering glance. She was talking about the Spider Man comic. She had to admit she had taken up a few of his interests, but there just wasn't enough gore involved in the comic for her to really care for it. She also refused to give up her personal name, she never gave out her name willingly. Most people in the gang knew it, but she had a feeling these two didn't. Aya too was fairly new to the gang, yet she was remembered for her daring deeds. Finally looking back at the other spectre girl, speaking through her scarf she mumbled,




"Cryptic has entered the scene. Greetings to you Bike Hero."




Stating her own presence, as if it wasn't already obvious.

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Peyton aka Twist - Black Cobra High - In the Library - Stalking Iris

Surprised by how quickly Iris had cut the conversation with Russ and Oliver, she was a little behind in catching up to Iris but thought she still did a pretty good job in her game. At least, if Iris had noticed her, the woman wasn't showing that notice. Sneaking through the hallways and getting odd looks from the people she wasn't hiding from, Peyton followed Iris all the way to the library. It was a fair enough place to go at lunch, though it was quiet for Peyton's taste. She liked the quiet when she was trying to be stealthy and preferred it when scouting and on missions, but on the whole she liked chatter and laughter filling rooms.


Continuing to follow Iris, Peyton shadowed her while she wandered about the library, interested by her turn into a certain section. She was shocked by Iris being in the Manga isle; she hadn't pegged the girl as the type. As she continued to watch, she was even further surprised by the selection of book which she had seen thanks to her standing a book shelf behind Iris and peeking through the books at her. She couldn't help but snort out a laugh at Iris' reaction, wondering what was going through the other girl's mind at that moment. She also ducked down, wondering if Iris was too busy being embarrassed to have heard her or if that laugh had made it game over.


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Oliver aka Onyx - Black Cobra High - Cafeteria, Sitting at a Mildly Crowded Table with Russ

The shades Russ wore had made Oliver assume he was the type that was 'too cool to care' but after his most recent coughing fit, he was surprised by the thoughtful suggestion of getting him something to drink. Oliver shook his head, rubbing at his watering eyes and pointed to the little carton of juice on his tray, brightly colored orange with the rather ridiculous label: 'Your Squeeze' with a smaller label underneath explaining that it was orange juice. 100%, in fact, with no additives or coloring and so on.


"Sister sitting... that must have been fun." Oliver said. "Thanks for the offer Russ, on the drink, but I've got it covered." And he promptly opened the carton and took a long swallow to help with the ache in his throat.


Russ certainly asked the right questions when he found out where they would be meeting and what not, and the library after school was a good place to meet. And then Iris was disappearing out of the library. Oliver watched her go with mild interest, kind of excited for the end of the day now. He was only just noticing Russ as he pulled his hand back from the handshake considering he'd been offering it since before the 'where are we gonna meet' question and through Iris' answer.


"Didn't mean to leave you hanging. I don't think you'd want me touching you though. Germs." Oliver said, mildly disgusted by the thought himself but there was little he could do about it even if he didn't cough directly into his hands. "So you didn't get to have much fun last night either then, Russ?" Oliver inquired as he went back to eating his lunch, only coughing twice before beginning to eat an orange in an attempt to take in calcium and feel better.


"Hey Russ, do you like being in the gang?" Oliver inquired, truly innocent curiosity.


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Jasper aka Noose - White Tiger High - Student Council Room with Tara and Del

Jasper listened as Tara shot off far too many questions at once but refrained comment as he waited for Delson to answer. He made notes in the margins of the page on Delson's explanation of the events, hoping to piece this puzzle of last nights events completely together. He hated that there were already so missing pieces since Del hadn't been there to the end of the fight. And Jasper found he wasn't sure if he agreed with how Del's loyalty had fallen in the end. His teleportation skills were useful and he could have possibly taken down one or two more members which, if they had lost, could have otherwise turned that fate around. Jasper was also curious about the family friend and why she was being followed by shady characters.


"The family friend... do you have any clues as to why she was being followed? Where is she now?" Jasper didn't really mind outsiders in the Den as long as it wasn't anyone that caused disquiet within the base by bringing in negative or destructive behavior.





"Anything, hmmm? Shall we make a bet, then?" Jasper inquired with a small smile as he watched Del. He actually also believed that the Tigers had come out on top. They were Tigers and they were amazingly strong and intelligent. The Cobras wouldn't have stood a chance unless the Tigers were terribly out numbered. He was more interested with how strongly Del believed that the Tigers had won and was gauging the boy's next reaction very carefully. Jasper wasn't really meaning, at the moment, to focus his attention only on Del but Tara knew as much as he did, and his interest was currently on Del's knowledge. He hoped, at the back of his mind, that the woman didn't feel left out- not because he particularly cared about her feelings any more then anyone else, but because she was a fellow member and snubbing was the last thing he wanted to do to any gang member.


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Eliza aka PowerUp - White Tiger High- Band Room playing her Trumpet

Eliza watched, smile clear on her face as Emelia excitedly bounced around. She was glad the girl was happy and that Jed had gotten back to her eventually. Eliza happily found herself enveloped in a hug, and then watched as she typed another message out to Jed. At the invite to come with, Eliza perked up a bit; she didn't really want to be alone at the moment. Lunch was more fun around people. She tried not to giggle at how adorable Emelia was being, all worked up just because she was going to speak to Jed.


Eliza's world came to a bit of a crashing halt when Emelia changed her mind and the orange haired girl knew it was probably for the best to let Emelia go alone but her heart kind of hurt. She didn't really want to intrude on Emelia's moment, but she didn't like the thought of being left alone. Still, she wanted to be respectful to Emmie, and was glad when the girl said that Eliza was the reason for her happiness. She nodded and waved the girl off, her pigtails only drooping after Emelia had walked out the door.


"I suppose I can just practice." She said, gazing around for her trumpet. It was better then moping around... and she wanted to be here in case Emelia came back in need of a shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen to her exciting successes in talking to Jed. Pulling her trumpet out of the case, she began to play some of the more upbeat music to make herself feel better because there was no point to wasting time being sad. Unless a dress was stained or there were nasty bugs around.


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Jeddidia - White Tiger - White Tiger High - Baseball Bleachers with Emelia (and Spec)

Jed was amused when his phone went off again to see that she wanted to come talk to him. Well, he supposed it wouldn't be too terrible to have her around for a bit. She was generally entertaining, even when she was being a nuisance, and she seemed to be one of the many members that didn't really see him for his true nature which he preferred. It was nice knowing Gigi had seen how he really was, and still seemed to accept him, but he didn't want all of the Tigers knowing that his happy facade was seriously just a mask.


He had only just sent off his reply to Emelia's text when her heard her voice and turned to glance over at her. Jed took another pull and slowly released the smoke away from Emelia before nodding. "Afternoon, evening, they kind of meld together don't they?" He offered, wondering what had her so nervous. Granted their odd relationship had never been smooth, but it seemed exceptionally awkward at that moment. With the way he had been sitting, back resting on the bleachers behind him and his feet resting on the set in front of him he didn't really mind when she sat down and bumped into him.





"Any particular reason why you're sitting so far away? Is it the smoke?" Jed inquired, sitting up and taking another drag. Jed then dropped what was left of it and killed it beneath a slightly muddied dress shoe. "There, problem solved." He said, grabbing the finished cigarette from the ground and dropping it into a ziplocked bag to throw away later. Didn't want to get into trouble for leaving cigarette butts everywhere, afterall. He was unaware of anyone else in the vicinity, his focus on the pale haired woman sharing the bleachers with him.

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Emelia

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Hello, Jeddidia. It's me, Emelia; though I believe you already know that considering we've texted before. Grant it, only over important matters involving the gang. I just wanted to see what you were doing and say hi. I really apologize if this is weird for you. It's sort of weird for me too, but Eliza insisted that I do this. I hope this isn't a both

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The only weird thing is the unfinished message.

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That is entirely my bad. I was meaning to say, at the time, that I hope me suddenly texting you out of the blue wasn't bothersome. Do you mind me coming to talk with you?

me

Do as you like.

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Keagan aka Oogie Boogie - Blue Dragon High - Study Hall - Pestering Cielo

Keagan didn't respond, knowing that saying it wasn't a prank wouldn't really help the situation all that much. Instead he watched Cielo carefully to see what she thought of the shiny beetle. He wasn't particularly small, yet he wasn't as large as a rhinoceros beetle either. In Keagan's opinion he was just the right size... but then he felt that about all bugs.


Though he hadn't found Cielo with the direct purpose of showing Stanley off, that she agreed that he was pretty had a grin splitting across Keagan's face. It always made him happy when other people appreciated bugs... but it especially made him happy to hear Cielo say nice things about Stanley. As requested, Keagan sent Cielo's comment to him. It was a bit... difficult to translate since 'pretty' was a matter of opinion and bug thinking was more fact based so it came out something like 'It has been declared that you are a well colored beetle.' Stanley waved about his antennae proudly, though his response was lost as Cielo continued talking.


"Some bugs can be annoying." Keagan allowed, brows furrowing. He didn't truly think so, like she had said he saw bugs in a very biased light. But he could understand where she was coming from. "It's too bad I'm not there to tell the bugs annoying you to fuck off." He said, mouth twisting ruefully to one side for a moment as Stanley clambered onto the table and began exploring the area.


Appreciating the feeling of being confided in, Keagan really wanted to help Cielo feel better, so he brainstormed after she had pulled away again. Idea discovered, he leaned down as if listening to Stanley a moment, though the beetle wasn't actually speaking to Keagan, and then leaned back. "Stanley and I concur, it's not your fault at all." Yes, he was using his bug as a bit of a device to make Cielo feel better, and he felt no guilt about it because Stanley probably would agree... if he was paying attention to what was going on. "And you have to know if a beetle is on your side, then you just can't be wrong." The bug boy added with a sincere smile. "You were trying to help. It's better to try and help and make mistakes then to do nothing and neither make mistakes nor successes." He offered in an attempt to ease her frustration.


"So... are we going to go get Leon back after school today?" Keagan inquired, wondering how the guy was fairing after spending a night with the Spectres. He hoped that he was alright.

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Lyre aka Genie - Blue Dragon High - Seeking Diana

Lyre's search for Diana was interrupted when, out of the blue, there was a body colliding with her's which caught her off balance. The moment her mind registered what had happened, she also had a familiar face inches from her own. Her cheeks flushed a dark purple as she tried to figure out how she was supposed to respond to a situation like this. She liked Nixon... she enjoyed his spontaneous and high energy ways. But they were very, very close together; sharing the same air as almost lovers and he had an arm wrapped around her as well. She found her back pressed back against a wall as her brain short circuited, uncertain just what she was supposed to do. Nixon's words only caused her face to turn a darker shade of blue violet yet she found herself unable to break eye contact. The quiet was heavy and yet there was a peace in it that Lyre enjoyed.


And then Lyre had her space back and her mind was functioning again. She immediately knew as to what he was referring to about why she was horny, and she laughed softly. "A wish has been made." She replied in a tone she attempted to make a bit wispy and songlike. When she was under contract she really did enjoy being seen as a genie. "I've been tasked with the wish to find red and pink plumerias for a grave." She said with a soft sigh. "So Nixon, do you have no regard for personal space or were you finding an excuse to be close to me?" She inquired with a playful nudge to Nixon's shoulder before continuing down the hallway in search of Diana, hoping that he would follow along because she enjoyed his company. She was unaware of her phone having gone off, thanks to having been exceptionally close to Nixon when it had happened.


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Melony aka Melody - Red Spectre High - Math & Science Classroom

Melony was, in turn, surprised by Jason's surprise by her appearance. She suppose she could be quiet at times and he did have the habit of listening to rather loud music. Mel nodded at his request of a warning, though it was something he always requested when she pulled these appearing acts and though she tried to give warning it seemed a bit difficult to reach Jason when he was in his own world. Mouth curving ever so slightly when he accepted the onigiri, she listened to his next question... unsurprised at this point that he hadn't heard her earlier inquiry. "I always wish to spend time with the leader of the Spectres." Melony replied simply, expression impassive. "Your company is appreciated and I felt a bit lonely in the classroom. Not an often occurrence, but it was strong enough today that I decided to seek your presence. You're not upset by my being here?"


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Nixon "Dry Ice" Thorn

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Location: Walking the Hallways | Interacting/Mentioned: Lyre

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Nixon didn't really notice Lyre's cheeks flush a darker color than their norm during the time their faces were only mere inches apart, having only been focused on her eyes. They were quite stunning - the way her pupils differ from that of a normal person's. Then again, this applies to her entire appearance when she's under a contract. Nixon really enjoyed the girl's company. He liked her unique features because they reminded him of a fantasy novel of some sort. "A wish has been made." She said in reply to his rather blunt question, and he gave a look of interest - eyes gaped open as he leaned towards her again. "Oooohooohooo~ Sounds interesting~." He wiggled his fingers around in her face, once again breaking through the barrier known as her personal space bubble.


As she informed him on what the purpose of her contract was, he stepped back and listened with blinking eyes, casually placing a hand in his pocket while the other gripped his uniform jacket resting over his shoulder. He usually didn't wear the thing because it rubbed his neck in a no less than uncomfortable way. Aside from that though, his uniform fit him perfectly. He kept his shirt tucked in and shoes polished, and in addition, he always wore his own choice of tie with little pizzas all over it, as well as a black belt to hold his pants up.


Hearing Lyre's voice was always pleasant - like listening to an angel. Nixon grew a cheeky smile as she finished with a soft sigh, only to ask afterwards if he had either no regard for personal space, or if he just wanted an excuse to get close to her. He leaned back with a loud, scratchy laugh, placing both hands on his hips as he did so, "Giyahaha~! What ever do you mean!?" He asked while following alongside her down the halls. An arm was placed around Lyre's shoulder, and Nixon snuggled his cheek up against hers, "Why would I need an excuse!?" By saying this, he had no intention of sounding like a flirt - it's just Nixon being Nixon. Suddenly, the funky-haired guy jumped forward and started on walking backwards with a finger pointing at the girl, "Hey, hey! You ever read 'The Passion of the Purple Plumeria'!?" His brow furrowed.


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Suzumaki "Skeleton Jack" Arakai

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Location: Hallways (I'm assuming) | Interacting/Mentioned: Glasper

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"Open the doors and shout hallelujah!" Suzumaki stepped her foot down and shook her fist at the ceiling, eyes focusing off in the distance as she did. She was preparing to go all out and start preaching until Glasper stopped her, "Alright Suz, I get the picture...I ummm...I'll text her later. D-Does anyone else know?" He asked, and within that very moment, Suzumaki knew there was something wrong. Her posture slumped, and she turned around with a disgustedly surprised look on her face, "What?"


Her eyes darted to the left and right before settling back up at Glasper. All this time she'd been thinking he was looking down on himself and just needed a little something to get picked back up. "I totally misterstood the situation..." She placed a hand over her face and cringed, not wanting to say anything or openly admit to her mistake. Instead, Suzumaki forced a large grin onto her face and sent Glasper a thumbs up, "You go for it! I honestly have no idea who knows! In fact, I don't even know..." Her smile wavered and she began slowly backing away from the guy, nervously twiddling her fingers together upon realizing she basically just gave herself away.


Suddenly, an imaginary glowing bulb appeared above her head and she lifted a finger. Out of the blue, and within the blink of an eye, Suzumaki bent her finger in a way that it's not meant to bend and broke it, cringing only lightly at the pain. Then, she rubbed the back of her head with a nervous smile, "Oh, would you look at that... Guess I should go to the nurse's office now, ahaha-" Almost instantly, her smile dropped and eyes widened as her finger grew back into place, in which she hid her hand behind her back and sighed, dejectedly hanging her head. She felt somewhat guilty. Thinking back on Glasper's reaction, she realized he was probably nervous at the time. "I'm sorry, Glasper, I mistook the situation. I thought you were looking down on yourself, or something... Just pretend we never had this conversation. Don't say anything, you don't need to tell me." Suzumaki covered her face with both of her hands for a second and paused, then lowered them a bit, pulling down on the skin of her face, "Unless you want to."


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Tara "Freaky Friday" Rose

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Location: Student Council's Room | Interacting/Mentioned: Delson, Jasper

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Now nibbling on a white sucker with the flavor of green apple - surprisingly - Tara, still sitting on his lap, watched Delson's lips with gaped eyes as he met her and Jasper's questions with an explanation of last night's events. But little did they know that he was tampering with the actual truth - if not just straight up lying to them. Her eyes glistened at the mention of a "Cobra girl", and "a real powerful one" at that who could possibly even rival Chikage in strength. She moved her mouth as though saying "woah" but didn't actually speak and just continued to listen.


"Some of the most dangerous people in the city are women, in fact I'm looking at one right now~" Tara glanced to the side for a split second, but right as she did, she instantly caught on to Del's flirt upon feeling him squeeze her side. As a laugh escaped her, she grabbed his hand and moved it away - feeling only slightly self conscious, but not necessarily in a bad way. Their hands remained in contact for the rest of Delson's explanation until he finished up with something said to Jasper and took a sip of his milk. Normally she would drink after him without his consent, but... it's milk. Miss Rose here is not a big fan of said refreshment.


"The family friend... do you have any clues as to why she was being followed? Where is she now?" Jasper took the words right out of Tara's mouth; though her concern wasn't really focused on where the girl might be at this very moment - only on why she was being followed. She nodded along after he asked the question, glancing back at the long-haired fellow, then back at Delson as she pulled her sucker from her mouth and washed down the taste, only to once again begin sucking on it afterwards.


If only she'd have been at the festival herself and have gotten to participate - fighting alongside the other Tigers was so much fun. It's been a while since she's even found herself involved in some action, having not yet witnessed one of the recent attacks but only heard stories. Every weekend Tara goes to Chikage's house and leaves the inner, more populated areas of the city to train and better harness her chi abilities, but lately it's been getting old. There's also the fact that Chikage's gramps is a total shitball with no chill. He doesn't let her snack on suckers while she's there. That's an entire Saturday and Sunday without even remotely seeing one of her oh-so precious dumdums.


Amusement was shown on Tara's face when Jasper proposed making a bet, and she stood to her feet, purposely digging her fist into Delson's leg as she did - grant it, she didn't put so much pressure that it'd hurt him or possibly tick him off. She's always careful about shit like that. I'd say it was more of a tickle. "Oooh~ I like the sound of that." Tara turned to face the flirt and bit down on her sucker, closing one eye as it crumbled between her teeth. That moment of finishing said sweet was always so pleasant, but at the same time it was a sad farewell. "What'll we bet?" She asked with a mocking wink.


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Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson

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Location: Band Room > Baseball Bleachers | Interacting/Mentioned: Eliza > Jeddidia

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Emelia hadn't bothered to text Jed back upon receiving his message. She was already so close, and didn't believe that texting a person when they're within your line of sight made much sense. Her heart had been beating so rapidly as she climbed the bleachers and made the mistake of declaring it the evening, but luckily his idea on the subject calmed her nerves - only barely, though. Once she practically sat on him, her heart jumped again, and she scooted approximately five feet away with a hand covering her flushed face.


Emelia just knew that if she turned to look at Jeddidia he'd notice. After all, she's as pale as can be. "Any particular reason why you're sitting so far away? Is it the smoke?" Chills danced down the girl's spine as he asked the question - she even flinched in fear of him mentioning, or even slightly hinting at how awkward it was right now. Then again, maybe she's the only one who finds it awkward. "He doesn't seem bothered." Her eyes studied him. Emelia remained silent, not even realizing he'd asked her a question. She watched as he put out his cigarette and thought on how adorable it was to see him wearing something as fancy as their school uniforms. It didn't really suit him. For some reason Eliza randomly came to mind, but Emelia brushed it off. "There, problem solved."


"Eh- Uh, excuse me?" Confusion swept across her expression and she stared at Jed with blinking eyes. But then she remembered what he said a minute ago and gave an awkward laugh, "Oh! No! It- You're fine. I didn't mind at all. You didn't... you didn't have to..." Guilt flooded Emelia's emotions. She felt like she was screwing up so badly. "Just talk normal!" She scolded herself with gritted teeth. As a little bird came floating down onto her shoulder and whispered the words: "Tell him one of your quotes," she suddenly felt slightly relieved again and sighed with a small smile. Her fingers intertwined with one another - ankles locked around each other, "Uhm... Do- Do you like poetry, Jeh- hulaaah." Then... without warning... the end of the world grew nigh. Emelia suddenly came to the realization that she's never spoken Jeddidia's name in front of him. It felt like razor blades on her tongue. She paused with wide eyes and just stared, pinching her lips together with a furrowed brow. "What have I dooooone!"

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Hello, Jeddidia. It's me, Emelia; though I believe you already know that considering we've texted before. Grant it, only over important matters involving the gang. I just wanted to see what you were doing and say hi. I really apologize if this is weird for you. It's sort of weird for me too, but Eliza insisted that I do this. I hope this isn't a both

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The only weird thing is the unfinished message.

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That is entirely my bad. I was meaning to say, at the time, that I hope me suddenly texting you out of the blue wasn't bothersome. Do you mind me coming to talk with you?

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Do as you like.

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Del

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Location: White Tiger High, Student Council Room


Kickin' It With: Tara & Jasper

"The family friend... do you have any clues as to why she was being followed? Where is she now?" Del looked up halfway, smiling bashfully. "My guess would be because she's almost as beautiful as Tara..." Del's shimmering orange eyes shifted to the blonde and he added, "She's not quite there, you're pretty tough to beat~" Shameless flirtation aside, he rolled back his sleeve and looked at his watch. "She's probably halfway back to L.A. by now, give or take," he explained to Jasper with a small shrug, winning smile still in place of course. Nosy little bastard, he thought to himself.


The prospect of the bet was intriguing. It almost made Del wish he'd shot a text toward Chikage or any of the other kids involved to see if they had won this morning. But he was busy dumping Dale in Rose Distict and could care less until now when it could potentially benefit him. "Alright, you're on Jas!" Del answered with a confident grin. "What'll we bet?" Tara asked. "Hmmmmmm...." Del hummed and he finished his milk. Del wasn't much of a gambling man but he felt like Jasper was challenging him and he couldn't back down.


"Let's just make it easy," Del said as he set down his empty milk. But just as he was opening his mouth, his eyes widened and he stopped himself. "Okay, okay, I was gonna say, lets bet a grand, but that'd be lame~ How about the losers have to do whatever the winners tell them to do for a day? A whole twenty four hours, any day of the winners' choice. How's that sound?"


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Cielo


Location: Blue Dragon High, Study Hall


Kickin' It With: Keagan

Cielo's lips formed a small smile when Keagan cursed in front of her. Tsu had a very strict policy about cursing. Well, Cielo thought it was very strict. In truth, whenever one of the members did it in Tsu's presence, the Elder would politely but sternly warn them, "Language" and it would usually be followed by a look from Isaac if he was around. It was enough to make Cielo watch her words around them, but when they weren't around, she'd cuss just to do it because she thought it was pretentious of them. But it was even more pretentious when other Dragons would call her out on it or give her a "Oooooh you said a bad word" look. That made it all the more refreshing that Keagan wasn't afraid to drop an F-Bomb every so often.


"Stanley and I concur, it's not your fault at all." What a relief that was. Deep down, as much as Cielo wanted to deny what Tsu had said, she had a pang of guilt welling in her stomach. Hearing someone agree with her was such a relief. "And you have to know if a beetle is on your side, then you just can't be wrong." Cielo closed her eyes, beamed proudly and folded her arms. "Of course I'm right~ Thank you Stanley. And Keagan." She hadn't heard of the whole beetle thing or if it had any truth to it in some form of spirituality but if anyone gave her shit about this whole mess later she was going to tell them that the beetles were on her side, so there. In fact, Tsu seemed exactly like the type of gal to believe in such nonsense.


Keagan undid all the confidence he had sewn however. Though he was trying to help, to Cielo it just sounded like he was saying that she made a mistake, which in her mind, she made no such thing. Her smile disappeared and her usual pouty glare made a righteous comeback, eyes burning into Keagan's soul as he asked, "So... are we going to go get Leon back after school today?" Cielo scoffed and answered with ultimate sass. "Not unless you want to march straight into Spectre territory and go look for him." In truth she had no idea what Tsu was planning to do, but then she thought about her own words.


"Wait a minute...you could find Leon couldn't you?" Cielo began to sit up as her excitement grew. "You can just send a few of your friends out to go find him, and then we can steal him back!" You could see the gears turning in Cielo's head as her determination began to grow. "Tsu and Isaac would take forever to get him back with all their planning and diplomacy, but imagine if we brought him back first? They'd have to pick their jaws up off of the floor!"


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Glasper


Location: Black Cobra High, wandering about


Kickin' It With: Suzumaki

The dumbfounded look on Suzumaki's face thoroughly confused Jasper. He thought such a question would have her squealing and jumping around like a kangaroo on coke, but nope...she only said, "What?" The boy practically wanted to break into a million pieces. That "what" made him very, very nervous. "Should I...text her?" he repeated calmly, and more clearly, he knew he had a soft voice and tended not to speak very loud and he was banking on Suzumaki having misheard him.


But then her body language, once again, made him feel even more worried than he was before. Oh God what have I done? Why couldn't I just watch the fireworks? "You go for it! I honestly have no idea who knows! In fact, I don't even know..." Glasper whimpered audibly at Suzumaki's shaky advice. "Suzumaki, if she doesn't want me to t-text her why would you try to...try to..." Glasper couldn't even find the words, and he sounded quite disappointed that Suzumaki would get his hopes up for no reason.


He watched her break her own finger, and instinctively gasped and reached out to her to help before stopping himself short once he remembered that she could do wild shit with her bones. "Suzumaki." The boy said patiently yet dryly to show that her trick hadn't fooled him. "I'm sorry, Glasper, I mistook the situation. I thought you were looking down on yourself, or something... Just pretend we never had this conversation. Don't say anything, you don't need to tell me." Glasper's eyes widened, his face became the tint of a candy apple, and his stomach dropped like 50 feet. All he wanted to do was sink into a puddle and disappear for a while out of sheer embarrassment. SHE DOESN'T KNOW AFTER ALL!?


"N-No! You were right!" Glasper made a save but it was a sketchy one at best. His eyes flicked back and forth as he tried to justify how Suzumaki could possibly be right. "I...was...looking down on myself? Yes. Yes I was...because I um..." Glasper pursed his lips for a moment and tried not to look like he was so obviously lying. "I um...I...forgot to text my mother?" Bingo. "Yesterday I was so nervous about wh-what might happen at the festival I forgot it was my mother's birthday, and we didn't see each other all day be-because she's in...um...she's in Hawaii...yes, because she won a trip...and I didn't text her...and um...you know," Glasper laughed nervously as he pieced his story together out loud. He tried to get a read to see if Suzumaki was buying any of this. "It would be awkward to text her today, right? Right?"


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Jason - Red Spectres (Leader)

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Location: RSHS Roof


With: Melony
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As he put down his cigarette, Jason took a few big bites from the onigiri Melony gave him. He hadn't realized it but man was he starving. It must have been all the thinking from last night that stopped his hunger from showing. In just four bites, Jason became a magician and made the onigiri disappear.


"That was good, thanks again," he gratefully smiled at Mel for lunch. He didn't really have anything else to show his appreciation other than a jack. He offered a cigarette from the freshly opened pack.


Mel then responded to his question on why she was there next to him. It wasn't as if Jason really expected anything. "Why would I be upset about your company. As a matter of fact I enjoy it a lot." He then proceeded to lay down on the asphalt ground. "Hey, about last night, do you think we fucked up somehow? I mean with the kidnapping and all."


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Diana - Blue Dragons

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Location: Hallway

With: Lyre, Danoram
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Diana wasn't expecting a quick response, after all it was lunch time. Everyone was probably hanging around with their friends. Not wanting to really face anyone at the moment, she grabbed her lunch bag and headed towards the school library. She mumbled at herself, thinking what she would read. "Maybe I should just check online for anything about last night's occurrence? That and find out more about RSHS. I'm pretty sure Tsu would want some info about them."


It hadn't even been a few feet away while on her way to the library, that she saw Lyre in her transformation mode next to Nixon. Thankfully they had already gotten off the ground, away from their little romantic moment. Even in high school, Diana was still as pure as a kid. Looking at the genie girl with a worried face, she asked her, "Lyre what are you doing in school like that?" She looked at Nixon and greeted him with a warm smile. "How was your night yesterday, Nixon?"


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Jasper aka Noose - White Tiger High - Student Council Room with Tara and Del

Jasper forced himself not to narrow his eyes at Del's response. Perhaps the boy was ignorant and didn't ask? Though it stood to reason how was Del even a Tiger if that was the case? Besides that, perhaps Jasper was ignorant and woman really were followed by shadowy figures for their attractiveness. If that were the case, Jasper himself should be followed. Though not a woman he was very good looking, especially with how beautiful his hair was. But he'd never run into, nor heard of attacks on women for their attractiveness. Still, Jasper let it go when Del said she was probably going back to LA. If she wasn't in their base or even in the area she wasn't someone to concern himself with; Jasper merely would keep in mind that Del could be ignorant (he was also going to do some research to see if women had really been stalked or followed in their area and if so, inquire after their attractiveness by asking others of their opinion... he needed the facts).


Nodding graciously at Tara, and then at Del, he was glad to see that Delson did truly believe what he said. There was no doubt or hesitation in his response which was a strong sign that either Del was very sure, or very stupid. Either way, Jasper found that this would at least be amusing. He felt his own doubt flood him at the thought of being at Del's beck and call, but he had started this so this was not the time to back down. "A grand would be too simple, indeed. So yes, Delson, I accept those terms." He wondered just how foolish Del was going to make him look doing the man's bidding. Because Jasper still believed Tiger's had won- he had faith in his team. "Bet accepted." Jasper got to his feet and offered his hand to Del for a handshake. "With Tara as our witness, we have bet on the outcome of the fight- you on our wonderful Tigers having won, and I on them having lost. The loser will do the winner's bidding for 24 hours on the day of the winner's choosing." Jasper said, repeating the terms and meeting eyes with Tara because she was more or less their contract, and then meeting Delson's gaze. For once, I am grateful for stamina chi. 24 hours I can easily handle without sleep, and without food or drink if necessary. What will Del have me do, though, I wonder...


Taking a seat once more, Jasper's gaze moved to Tara. "Did you have a good New Years Tara?"


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Jeddidia aka NightShade 'Shade'- White Tiger - White Tiger High - Baseball Bleachers with Emelia (and Spec)

Considering how very odd Emelia was being, Jed would usually have soured in mood and grown tired of her though he wouldn't have shown it. However, he was still in a bit of a happy afterglow and it was oddly things to Gigi. She had complimented him on his fighting and then allowed him to stay in her room. It was nice to feel trusted and to have his work noticed, and the happiness from that continued to keep Jed's spirits light even as he was more or less snubbed by Emelia, and then had to put up with her continued awkwardness.





"It's fine, it was the end of that one anyway." Jed said with a shrug, glancing over at how far away she was still sitting. He watched her with a patient smile in place, slightly amused by the struggle she seemed to be going through. When they were on a mission together she had always seemed a bit more in control then this but perhaps she was having an off day. "Did someone get you with tongue twisting chi or something? Because I'm pretty sure you know my name is not Jehulah." Jed said with a chuckle, rolling his eyes. "It's just Jed or if you're set on calling me Jeddidia, then it's Jeddidia. But I'm not picking up Jehulah as a name... sounds like like a Hawaiian name or Islamic or something." The man mused.


"You know, I'm pretty sure I mentioned you didn't have to sit so far away." Jed pointed out, sitting up a bit. "If the smoke isn't what offended you, what's the problem? We're both Tigers and you know I don't bite. At least not hard." He added with a smirk and a wink before sprawling out on the bleachers once more, folding his hands behind his head and closing his eyes as he enjoyed the contentment that he had been taking pleasure in for most of the day.


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Keagan aka Oogie Boogie 'Oogie' - Blue Dragon High - Study Hall - Pestering Cielo

Keagan nodded, happy to hear less anger in her tone and her face light up a bit. She looked so much nicer when she wasn't upset, yet no less fierce. He didn't really get when people called Cielo 'adorable', like in the sense of puppies or children or mini laptops. She was cute, in a fierce way, of course (not that he'd ever admit that to her. He knows better). He also had no issues that she thanked Stanley instead of him... or well, before him as he found out a second afterwards. It made him smile to be thanked, glad that he had been able to help.


And then there was the sassing and Keagan wondered what he had said to upset her. He had thought, even if it wasn't her fault, it would be in their best interest to rescue Leon. Keagan didn't want to leave the boy with the Spectres, at any rate. He opened his mouth to say that he didn't have to do any marching into Spectre territory to find Leon when Cielo caught on by herself.


"That's exactly what I was thinking." Keagan said brightly, nodding. "There's a decent bug population in the Red Rose District and I could even send out mosquitoes and flies -you know, the bugs that annoy people- to scope things out and then we could go after him. Though..." Keagan was about to say he wasn't much of a fighter but realized how weak that sounded a moment too late. He bit down on his tongue from continuing, though the concept of him and Cielo taking on the Spectres along wasn't entirely promising... "maybe we shouldn't wait until school is over. The Spectres go to school, right? Perhaps we'll get lucky and they'll have left Leon with a guard or too, maybe even only chi traps." Keagan made up on the spot, not really thinking about what he said until he had said it. He was not really the type to cut school and once he had realized what he had proposed, was shocked that the suggestion had slipped from his own tongue. Girls sure did funny things to what guys were and weren't willing to do.

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Lyre aka Genie - Blue Dragon High - Seeking Diana

"It is!" Lyre agreed, giggling in a melodious voice at his finger wiggling. Nixon was a very interesting person; he didn't mind getting very close and very personal with people and it was something Lyre envied. And then the way he listened... he always seemed to truly care about what was being said to him. So many people just listened to reply, but Nixon always seemed to actually listen to the words spoken to him.


Grinning as Nixon laughed, Lyre no less began her search for Diana up again as much as she wanted to remain and study him as he laughed. She wasn't surprised when an arm encircled her shoulders and a cheek pressed against hers, and in response she settled a hand a bit awkwardly around his waist to rest on his hip. "So, no regard for personal space it is." Lyre teased, bumping her weight into him with a small smile and a playful wink. She pulled her arm away when Nixon flipped about to walk backwards in front of her, and she made sure to keep an eye out for any obstacles behind him as they moved.


About to answer his question about a book, or possibly a passage, about Plumerias and their passion, Lyre paused as Diana came into sight. She waved at the girl, but her expression became abashed when Diana asked her what she was doing in school the way she was. To Lyre, it felt like being scolded about coming to school in an improper outfit and the girl moved her gaze to stare at her feet. "There was a wish made in one of my classes." Lyre muttered, staring at the floor. "I was actually coming to look for you because I needed help with it." She said, gaze flickering up to Diana for a moment before it moved to Nixon as Diana asked a question of her own.


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Melony aka Silent Melody 'Mel' - Red Spectre High - Math & Science Classroom

Glad to see Jason eat something and feeling as she had done her job well, Melony merely watched him. Some people might have found it a bit creepy the way she gazed at him with a bit of a blank expression, large pale eyes practically unblinking as she watched him. She gave a small nod at his gratefulness and even found it within herself to give a tiny smile back in response. She always found smiles to be such odd things... the emotions received from them were trained, in a sense, and yet as a baby the responses to smiles are positive... her mind wandered off on what it was about smiles that made people so happy when Jason spoke again and her glazed over expression cleared to look at him once more.


"I'm glad to hear that. I enjoy being around you as well, Leader." Melony responded in kind, chest sparkling with warmth for a moment at the feeling of being wanted. Or at least not rejected. It was one of the things that meant so much to Melony when it came to the Spectres. She fit in and people didn't give her concerned, pitying or malicious stares. She felt welcome, even though she was... different.


"My opinion may be biased, even now, but I don't believe we have 'fucked up' as you say it. If the Dragons had any sense, they would have spoken as reasonable human beings but they jumped to negative conclusions. We've taken good care of Leon up until now, almost as if he were a member of the Spectres." Melony pointed out in her terribly quiet voice. "I think the only mistake made was not destroying them when we had a chance." She answered honestly. "Though I suppose that would have caused a larger fight, and caused even more bad blood then what already existed with them." She mused. Melony had had her heart set on putting her skills to the test... it had been too long since she had been in a proper fight (and to Melony, just a handful of days could be too long). "If you had wanted to build an alliance or friendship with the Dragons, perhaps what we did to Leon and when we refused to return him will have ruined the chance... but I don't believe their worth allying with."


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Nixon "Dry Ice" Thorn

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Location: Walking the Hallways | Interacting/Mentioned: Lyre and Diana

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When Lyre bumped Nixon with a playful wink, he gave a look of surprise, but it was only there for a split second before he started on grinning again, letting out an amused laughed and tracing his hand up to the top of her head. Though unknowing of it, he accidentally brushed her boob, but even if he had noticed, the most he would've done was apologize in a joking manner. "Why personal space when this is more relaxing?" He chuckled with a hand over his stomach, hinting at butterflies. "It's like hitting a funny bump in a fast car, is it not!?" While normally questions like this are spoken rhetorically, Nixon was actually awaiting an answer, but then something else came to mind, and he was quick to act on it, asking the genie if she's ever read the book mentioned.


When it seemed like Lyre was about to answer, he narrowed his eyes, only to let them gape upon noticing her change in demeanor. His jutting finger relaxed, arm dropping lazily to his side, and he tilted his head. "Lyre what are you doing in school like that?" Asked a familiar voice, and Nixon's mouth took the form of his signature, toothy smile. He saluted Diana and nodded back at her. As Lyre focused down at her feet and answered the other girl's question, he laughed and followed up with it, "Yeah, she's looking for purple plumerias." He blinked with a spaced out look, then face-palmed and shook his head, "I mean, pink! And red!" Nixon laughed. His hand awkwardly traveled to his hair, and he tugged at the ends of a few strands, glancing to the side with a cheeky smile. He had accidentally gotten confused with the book he'd recently asked Lyre about - there was a tiny, tiny tinge of embarrassment hidden in his expression, but it would take a real expert to notice.


"How was your night yesterday, Nixon?" Diana inquired, and the guy suddenly began blinking at a rapid pace, obviously just meaning to be silly, stepping closer to the girl in a creepy doll-like manner with both hands on his hips. He tilted his head and shrugged, "I dunno, Diana, how was yours?" A british accent played on his words as he asked the question, only to step back with a laugh before allowing her to answer, "My night was spectacular! I spent New Years with my mom and told her about everything that's been going on lately. Speakin' of which..." For a second, Nixon gaze up at the ceiling and pondered something, then stared back and forth between the two, "Have any of you guys actually fallen victim to the weird attacks?" He asked, actually seeming significantly concerned about the subject. While he was definitely curious, he totally didn't mean to brush off Lyre's need for Diana's help on finding the right flowers. I mean, he'd be willing to help out as well... but has no idea where they could possibly be.


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Suzumaki "Skeleton Jack" Arakai

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Location: Hallways (I'm assuming) | Interacting/Mentioned: Glasper

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Seeing Glasper's expression upon confessing that she actually had no idea what he was talking about made the tiny red-haired ninja feel so, totally ridiculous as she covered her face, hiding it with her two equally tiny hands. "Oh my butt, he totally thought we were on a bout the same thing." She inwardly murdered herself for making him look like a fool - which, really, Suzumaki is the one at fault here, she's the one who looks like the fool. Kind of. She exclaimed that he didn't have to tell her what was on his mind, but then a gust of curiosity punched her in the gut, and she quickly changed her mind, "Unless you want to." She stated.


"N-No! You were right!" Glasper called out, turning Suzumaki's expression into a confused one, and she tilted her head. As he explained the situation, her brow creased further and further with each passing second. She was starting to get irritated because they still weren't on the same page, exactly - only in the aspect of him having been looking down on himself. "It would be awkward to text her today, right? Right?" The guy asked, and Suzumaki pulled at the loose strands of her hair with a growl-like groan, leaning her head back with tightly shut eyes. Then, she relaxed and sighed, "Well... that's not exactly what I was thinking you were thinking... See, I was thinking that you thought you were weak at fighting, or something. I wasn't thinking that you were thinking about how horrible of a son you are to have forgotten your mother's birthday. I mean, I'd never have expecteded that! Who forgets their mom's birth...day?"


Suzumaki's words grew to a slow pause as her eyes widened up at Glasper, jaw gaping open. She looked completely dumbstruck and amazed for a second, before suddenly, her eyes narrowed and she took on an expression resembling SpongeBob's from when he was asking Squidward if he liked Krabby Patties. She crossed her arms and turned, with her body, to the side - still giving him the creepy grin and whatnot, eyes dead-set on his, "Oh, I get it." Her voice was low and quiet... very quiet, as she spoke. Then, with an exaggerated shrug, the girl smacked Glasper on the arm again and faked a laugh, "Buuut, I mean, that's okay... After all, if you were my kid... and forgot my birthday - which was last night - I'd forgive you. Like... as long as you bought me a present, or something, to make it up to me."


The entire time Suzumaki spoke, her voice had this "if you know what I mean" kind of feel to it. It was like she was hinting at something. And, in all truth, she was. With her birthday having been last night, she's thinking that Glasper is replacing her with his mom in his explanation, and that the reason he feels bad is because he forgot to get her something or tell her happy birthday. "Glasper you sly, sly dog." She chuckled eerily as she continued to stare up at him with the slightly annoying look.


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Tara "Freaky Friday" Rose

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Location: Student Council's Room | Interacting/Mentioned: Delson, Jasper

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Tara wasn't sincerely flattered by Delson's comment about his "family friend" being almost as beautiful as her, but it did manage to strike a smile up on her face as she snacked on her sucker, averting her gaze with an amused chuckle and roll of the eyes. She knew that most of it was probably lip service, but hey... it's good lip service. I mean, who doesn't like a compliment here and there, you know? "L.A... Hmph, fancy." She wiggled her eyebrows at Jasper for a second, then furrowed them with a confused glare towards Del, "He has family friends from L.A.?" The thought crossed her mind for a second, but then she covered it up with the idea that maybe the family friend used to live in Shinobi City at one point in time.


Eventually they were coming to an agreement on a bet, with Tara super excited to see how things would go down until she suddenly realized she wasn't a main part of it. Her high spirits wavered at the top of their mark, but didn't drop because she had her own idea in mind. She waited until they were finished shaking hands and claiming her their witness, smirking with her arms folded across her chest. "Twenty-four hours..." Tara clicked her tongue while cocking her head to the side, then whistled. Reddish-orange eyes followed Jasper as he made his way back over to his seat and sat down, in which their eyes met, "Did you have a good New Years Tara?" he asked.


"Hm...Uuuuuh..." Her smiled faded and she stared up at the ceiling with a tone resembling that of an exhausted cry - it was her indirect way of sarcastically thanking him for reminding her. "I spent it with Chikage's gramps, so... it was literal hell. The old bastard makes me wrap my chest and wear a karate GI when I'm there because apparently bouncing tits are a nuisance. Like..." She held out a hand and flared her nostrils with a "duh fuq" kind of expression, "How?" The question wasn't meant for neither Delson nor Jasper, but actually for the mentioned old bastard. Shaking off the subject, she waved a hand in the air and grinned again, "But anyways~ Abou- Oh, thanks for asking, though Jasper." Tara realized within the moment that it was rude for her to just up and dismiss the question Jasper had taken out the time to ask her. After all, he didn't have to act like he cared, but it could have been his way of not leaving her out. "But... just this- Okay. What if the battle turns out to have been equal? Yeah? Yeah?" Excitement sparkled in her eyes as she glanced back and forth between the two. "If that just so happens to be the case..." Tara pointed at the both of them, "Then you guys have to be Big Sissy's bitches for her choice of twenty-four hours. Does that sound fair?"


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Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson

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Location: Band Room > Baseball Bleachers | Interacting/Mentioned: Eliza > Jeddidia

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"What have I dooooone!" Emelia screamed to the top of her lungs on the inside. She was beating herself against the walls of her conscience and slapping herself across the face for being such a fool. "SUCH A FOOL!" She cried, all the while staring at her beloved with a stern expression that stated she clearly knew of her mistake. Life was over. Her life was just...over - and so quickly, too.


"Did someone get you with tongue twisting chi or something? Because I'm pretty sure you know my name is not Jehulah." The guy chuckled while rolling his eyes, and Emelia felt even worse. Her pale cheeks heated up and burned a bright red. "It's just Jed or if you're set on calling me Jeddidia, then it's Jeddidia. But I'm not picking up Jehulah as a name... sounds like like a Hawaiian name or Islamic or something." Emelia's eyes shut closed and she turned her face away, squeezing the hem of her skirt while biting down on her bottom lip. It felt almost as though she would cry, but that would only heighten her embarrassment, so such an action must be held back. "Remain refined." A light sigh escaped her, and she was just about to speak up and joke back when Jeddidia brought up the distance at which they were sitting again.


"If the smoke isn't what offended you, what's the problem? We're both Tigers and you know I don't bite. At least not hard." He winked... He winked. Emelia's heart cut its way from her chest and started running laps around the baseball field. Her cheeks couldn't possibly burn any brighter than they already were. She gave a large, toothy smile and cupped a hand to her cheek with a high-pitched voice, "Oh! No! No!... No! Y-you're- There's nothing wrong wit- No~ problem-o~... Problem." Her smiled faded and she awkwardly cleared her throat, feeling stupid after saying such a thing. Emelia had always felt weird about how different Jeddidia seemed from far away - when he was by himself. He just seemed like a different person between when he was interacting with people, and when he was just doing his own thing. Of course, she's never been able to put two and two together, and just looks at it as though all people have their own ways. I mean, it's not like she's chipper and talkative when she's alone either. By the way, yes, Emelia sometimes watches Jeddidia from afar. Call it her own version of birdwatching.


"I just, uhh... I'm not... very good at- at... conversing casually with everyone in the gang, and... uhm... I thought it'd- it would be a nice idea to talk with everyone and get to know them better, but I didn't want to get too close and invade your... personal space. After all... I just about sat-... sat on you... when I first came." She explained in a fit of blotchy stutters, eyes darting every which way as she did. Her heart had yet to finish running around the field, and her cheeks still appeared as though tomatoes were growing beneath them. At a time like this, she really wished she had Eliza with her to hold her hand and cheer her through it. Emelia's gaze focused down on her phone in her lap, and she wondered why she was trying so hard to look good in Jed's eyes. How does she act with Eliza? Why does the girl seem to enjoy her company so much? How is she able to feel so free and calm? The thought of it sent a small, gentle smile on her face... but only for the briefest of moments before she suddenly felt nervous again.


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(Chikage is in the cafeteria with Felicita, Brooklyn is with Isaac, Leon is at the Spectres base with Keimi there watching him, Audence is with Remiel and Isaac gettin' high as shit, Joe is suspended... but I still might put her in, idk, Archie is still with Sean and Cato, and Xavier is home schooled.)

 

[NyxNightmare]

? Organization: Black Cobras ? Rank: Second in Command ?

"Crimson Avenger"


Unfortunately, the second in command hadn't been drowning in embarrassment alone. Swiftly turning towards the curt, but definite snort of laughter, Iris caught the eyes of a familiar ninja. Instead of instant relief of seeing a familiar face, she flinched and slammed the book back into its home on the shelf, wedged between two more Yaoi novels. Only, the girl had outdone herself. Not that her body wasn't already hot with discomfiture, but more so as the ominous tiered shelf was sent tipping over, colliding with the one behind and so on until the last shelf kissed the wall with so much force it chipped the wall paint. A female student who had been leisurely reading away was now cowering in the small space between the shelf and the wall. Anyone in-between the rest of the ails had managed to escape without injury.


S-SHIT!


Iris's eyes cast a dark shadow in front of her small figure, her right eye twitched.


"Who-who did this?!"


Shouted the librarian as the tall, middle aged woman made her way out behind the stack of books she had been placing into the rack of shelves across from Iris. Instinctively the girl sprinted over to Peyton, grabbing her scarf and dragging her out of the library and into the halls, the voice of the irate librarian fading behind them. Her heart beating quickly, soon slowed, matching her now reposeful stride. Releasing Peyton's scarf, she offered an apologetic glance.


"Sorry...I dragged you along with me."


Though, she wondered if Peyton had been there the whole time or not? Just how much had she seen? Enough it seemed. However, now with the meeting place up in chaos, it didn't leave Iris much of a choice. It was either ditch school now or wait until the end of the day and battle the crowd. Flipping her phone out she messaged Russ and Oliver. She couldn't really remember the last time she messaged someone personally, without using the group chat.

Russ&Oliver

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Change of plans. Meet you at the rear gates in ten.

Slipping the phone back into her jacket pocket, she turned back to Peyton. Now this was the other problem. Or...was it? Perhaps this Cobra member proved useful in this situation after all.


"Peyton, I'm going on a little trip here in ten, if you wouldn't mind continuing to do exactly what you were doing before I spotted you?"


With the hallways being quite soundless, with-holding information wasn't uncommon. Being one of the queens of stealth, Peyton would be doing exactly that. Iris wanted someone to follow behind them on their journey through the other gang's territory in case they got into some trouble. It was something to fall back on, extra help. Quietly, Iris walked down the stairs and out the back door.



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[SirBlazeALot]

Del

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Location: White Tiger High, Student Council Room


Kickin' It With: Tara & Jasper

Del accepted Jasper's hand proudly and shook it firmly. "It's a deal!" He grinned confidently, and for once his expression matched how he truly felt. Even if he lost this bet, being a good sport about it would boost his nice guy reputation. In fact, he kind of hoped that Jasper was right and the Tigers did lose, despite the fact that he'd feel absolutely humiliated if they did. In his opinion all of the other gangs were organized groups of human garbage, but the Cobras were the worst of them. Minus Dale, who was oddly classy, the Cobras were the filthiest of filth to Del. If the Tigers actually lost, he'd be the first in line to volunteer to avenge the Tigers' name.


He listened with varying interest in Tara's New Years experience with Chikage's grandfather. Though he looked completely engrossed in her every word he was really only having flashbacks to the night he had last night, especially once Tara said "tits", gaining a chuckle from the teleporting asshole. She brought up something he hadn't considered, the possibility of a tie. "If that just so happens to be the case...Then you guys have to be Big Sissy's bitches for her choice of twenty-four hours. Does that sound fair?"


Del looked at Jasper, shrugged, and answered, "I'm in," without an iota of hesitation. However he looked back up at Tara and added "But that would mean that if it isn't a tie then you've gotta serve the winner too. Now that sounds fair~" Delson leaned back in his seat a bit with a self assured smirk, joking, "Then you and Jasper can cook me breakfast and give me back massages together when I win~!" He chuckled and added, "Unless I choose different days for each of you."


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Cielo


Location: Blue Dragon High, Study Hall


Kickin' It With: Keagan

In truth, Cielo was only planning on scouting out Leon today, and then rescuing him tomorrow during class. She had no problem with ditching school, but Keagan recommending they do it before the day was over was exactly the brash kind of push she needed. Bringing back Leon could possibly save her from the hell she'd be experiencing after school at the hands of Isaac. "Well what are we waiting for?" she asked the bug man. She flipped out her cellphone and grinned. "Lunch won't be over for a while, but we've still only got a half day to save Leon." she picked up her backpack and gestured to her uniform. "And we can't march into Spectre territory dressed like this. You've got neutral colors right? And your parents aren't home?"


Neutral colors. There weren't many in Shima. Especially since the Cobras and the Tigers had claimed two of the most common colors for fashion ever: black and white. However, you could typically tell the difference between a Cobra, Tiger, or unaffiliated teen based off of how they were dressed, and not so much the color they were wearing. Still, an actual uniform from a rival school would obviously land you in deep shit over on the West Side. Luckily, the color spectrum blessed the world with orange, yellow, green, purple, grey, brown, and pink. Though most everything Cielo owned and wore around the East side was blue, she had neutral colors at home exactly for moments like this. But not pink. Fuck pink.


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Glasper


Location: Black Cobra High, wandering about


Kickin' It With: Suzumaki

At first Glasper was thinking that he should give himself more credit when it came to lying, because it seemed like Suzumaki had bought it. Barring the fact that Suzumaki thought he was one of their weaker members, he was pretty happy that his secret kiss was still under wraps. And since his mother's birthday wasn't actually last night, that meant he wasn't a horrible son either. All was well in Glasper's dark but happy little world. But then she gave him that look and all that confidence flew out the window and went to South America for the winter.


"Get what?" he asked with neurotic glances in every which direction. "Buuut, I mean, that's okay... After all, if you were my kid... and forgot my birthday - which was last night - I'd forgive you. Like... as long as you bought me a present, or something, to make it up to me." Glasper caught her little nod to her birthday and made an o-shape with his mouth before shutting it immediately.


He remembered seeing on Facebook yesterday that it was Suzumaki's birthday but he'd gotten wrapped up in other things and forgot to wish her a good one, although it always felt fake over the internet. Now he was feeling like shit for a completely different reason, but this could totally be rectified way easier than the kiss. In a way, it took his mind off of the whole Evey situation. He loved other people's birthdays. It was a great chance to show them how much he really appreciated them.


He cleared his throat and began to play along. "Yes well... umm... I heard that uh... my mom really likes ramen. And I was thinking maybe if umm...I treat my mom," God this is the strangest conversation I've had since Audence and Vaughn got really drunk and tried to explain Inception to me, "...to a bowl of ramen tonight in East District, she might find it in her heart to forgive me? What do you think? M-Maybe I could even see if some of the others could throw an impromptu kickback later for my mom... with cake... and sake... do you think umm... my mom would like that?"


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Russ Coleman

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Location: Black Cobra High - Cafeteria to Rear Gate


Interacting With: Oliver


“Oh. No problem.” Russ stabbed the straw into his juice box. Sister sitting… Well, close enough. With Dahlia bawling, giggling and puking on the apartment floor, one would be hard pressed to identify just which of them was the more responsible one in the household. Seriously, what was up with her these days? As far as Russ knew, she had been scarily ecstatic until a few days ago. Now she was strangely quiet, reflective. Did something happen at work? For all her swearing, smoking, and drinking, Dahlia was still a woman. A woman with her secrets.


Heaving a sigh out of worry, his gaze automatically followed Iris’s retreating form. Evidently, he had no problem with females when they weren’t paying attention to him. “Library, got it,” Russ muttered absentmindedly, though the second-in-command was already out of earshot. He was still pondering his sister’s recent strange behavior when the feeling of another’s gaze on him compelled him to look up again.


“Uh… I don’t mind. The germs that is. I mean, I smell of vomit so that makes it the two of us.” A finger gestured between them for emphasis, accompanied by a short laugh that trailed off into silence. Wait, was he supposed to acknowledge something like that? Wouldn’t it be worse to know about your bad BO, but not do anything about it? Oh well. Whatever.


“So yeah, my sister got wasted and I had to take her home. New Year's Eve, you know. Everybody's out partying. Not the funnest experience, but it’s a bit better than staying home sick. ” Russ wasn’t quite sure if that was true, being practically impervious to any form of the cold or the flu, but Oliver seemed to be suffering a lot.


The blond's next question caught him off guard. "Being in the Black Cobras is… cool, I guess. I haven't really thought about it." Which was strange, now that they were touching upon the topic. "Hm… People don't bother you much, which is always a good thing," he finally offered. Would that be good enough? A quick glance at his phone prematurely ended their conversation. He groaned. "Looks like there's been a change in plans." Iris had thrown a wrench in his resolution to attend all of his classes, goddamnit, but protesting was too much trouble. If Sis asked, he had spent the afternoon in the infirmary. "See you at the gate." Still slurping the last of his juice, he melted away feet first into the table's shadow. One blink, and only the crumbly sandwich and the smelly hoodie remained.


@RubyRose @NyxNightmare

 

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Jason - Red Spectres (Leader)

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Location: RSHS Roof


With: Melony
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Still staring up at the bright sky, Jason picked up the jack that he was smoking earlier and decided to finish it. He actually hated the thought of wasting anything so of course that included his cigarettes. Mel's answer was pretty much his answer as well. The gang hadn't done any mischief to Aquaman, err Leon, yet the Dragons jumped to conclusions. That and the balls the Dragon's leader had angered him to such an extent.


"I don't really want a fight going down between us and any gang," Jason replied. "It's just as you said, the fight could and most likely would have caused a blood bath and we're still recovering from the tragedy from a few years ago." He stopped talking, remembering the shit that occurred back then. He shook his head and continued talking. The idea of an alliance had struck Jason a few times before but it wasn't quite necessary so he never tried. "You're right. I've thought of allying our gang with another before but that might not happen. Who knows, it might be a sign from God or something," he quietly laughed at his mention of God. He never really believed in any form of religion before and that didn't change after the tsunami.


He got up the ground and sat up next to Mel, his back leaning on the wall. Taking out his phone, Jason decided to text the group letting them know there was a meeting after school at the Survivor. There was just a few minutes before the bell rang. "Looks like it's almost time. Are you staying here?" he asked Mel.

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Mandatory meeting at Survivor after school.

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Diana - Blue Dragons

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Location: Hallway

With: Lyre, Danoram

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Diana didn't mean no harm when she asked Lyre why she was in her genie form but she could tell Lyre took the question a little too personally. Apparently she was stuck fulfilling someone's wish and she was looking for Diana for help. Purple Plumerias huh? Wait pink and red? Diana was slightly confused. Seeing Lyre look down in shame kind of made her feel bad. "No I didn't mean it like that," she quickly interjected. "I was just worried since you know, I didn't see you yesterday and I just assumed..." She took a deep breath then asked for forgiveness.


Nixon approached Diana, eyes blinking, looking straight up weird. His first answer had Diana questioning the guy's sanity, especially with the accent. Thankfully, he seemed to have returned back to normal. His question on any of the two falling victim to any attacks brought last night's encounter to mind. Well there was no fight so...should I tell them. She decided it was best to let Tsu talk about last night, that's if she would mention it at all. "Uh. Nooo."


She then looked back at Lyre, remembering that she had a wish to fulfill. "Lucky you, I have a lot of information on flowers in my virtual library." Why? Well, her mother's favorite thing in the world were flowers so she picked up the habit. "Let's see." Diana stood in the middle of the hallway quietly with her eyes closed, searching for anything on flowers. Passion flower, no. Orchids, no. Magnolia nope. "Here we go. Plumerias like warm weather so they're bound to be somewhere around here." She reopened her eyes and looked at Lyre. "I remember that a greenhouse a few miles away has them. There should be a florist near there too so if it's not in one it should be in the other. If you go now, you can make it back before third period ends." Diana followed up by texting Lyre the directions once she found it online.


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Peyton aka Twist - Black Cobra High - Outside the Library - Stalking Iris

The whole shelf tipping fiasco happened as if in slow motion as Peyton watched shelf after shelf of books collide like huge dominoes, books falling to the floor and people scrambling to escape. She bit her lip, trying hard not to laugh again, impressed by Iris' ability to cause so much mayhem with one little book. At the angry out cry from the librarian, Peyton considered high tailing it though she hadn't done anything wrong... but didn't need to think on it too much further when her scarf was grabbed and she found herself being dragged out of the Library by it.


Safely away from the Librarian and books that had so deeply embarrassed Iris, Peyton was ready to be told off or at least have her stalking acknowledged. She didn't expect an apology for being pulled out of the sticky situation because she had thought Iris had done so to possibly blame her for all that had gone wrong. Not that Peyton would have minded... the whole situation was hilarious.


She watched patiently as Iris sent off a text, wondering if Iris had known she had been following the whole time. The game was certainly over for now, that much was plain. Until Iris gave her the order to continue doing what she had been doing. Did Iris know and had she really just asked Peyton to continue following her? Or was it something more like 'sorry for interrupting your day, please go back to what you were doing' without knowing what that was. But Iris always seemed to know everything...


Well, Peyton wasn't going to disobey the second in command because that'd be boring. She'd be all too happy to go back to her stalking and she waited until Iris was around the corner before picking back up on following the woman. It left Peyton wondering, though, just what Iris was up to.


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Oliver aka Onyx - Black Cobra High - Cafeteria, Sitting at a Mildly Crowded Table with Russ

Well that explains the smell, at least. Oliver thought, exceptionally grossed out at the thought of the vomit. Now he really didn't want to touch Russ, on top of the thought to not spread germs he didn't want to gather germs himself. Especially of someone who had been ill in such a way. Why had Russ worn clothing with that stench to school? Had he been sick in one of his classes or something?


"Possibly. At least you weren't alone." Oliver agreed with a curt nod. Another short round of coughs which left his eyes watering again. "Perhaps I shouldn't have come to school today." He groaned, wondering if it had been a mistake all along. Well, there was always going home early right? Except he had that job to help Iris with. He sighed softly, listening with mild attention as Russ answered his question.


"Wait, what?" Oliver said in surprise at the sudden change of tone. He picked up his own phone, and then heaved a sigh as well. He didn't like the idea of missing classes. It could get him into trouble. Then again he could tell his parents he was feeling really ill and wanted to come home early. They wouldn't know unless he got home late since they would both probably be at work right now.


Slowly getting up, movements sulky, Oliver tossed the rest of his lunch except his juice and then headed for the gates to meet Iris. On the bright side, the sooner they got this taken care of the sooner he could just go home and sleep the rest of this cold off.


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Jasper aka Noose - White Tiger High - Student Council Room with Tara and Del

Jasper's brows arched and his gaze lingered on Tara's chest a moment. He wondered how big they were to be considered such a nuisance, but pushed it off with mild interest. Sometimes it was nice being a man and not having to worry about such trivial matters. Feeling that her question was rhetorical, he kept himself from answering and merely bobbed his head in a short nod when she thanked him.


The thought of a tie had, of course, occurred to Jasper and he had thought that if that had been the case he would just call the bet off for them both being wrong. He had not planned on Tara taking it up instead. The terminology Tara used shut Jasper off to the idea very quickly. Delson he could trust to be... well somewhat logical in his orders. Tara, though... Jasper had no idea what kind of day Tara would have planned and he didn't like that notion of an unplanned day.


Delson's 'I'm in' didn't surprise Jasper, especially the speed of his response. Neither did his addition to Tara in their overall bet. Jasper didn't like this idea at all, and he had discovered that Del did truly believe the Tigers had won which was the point of the bet. But how to say no without sounding like a coward? Brows furrowed low over his eyes, he attempted to work out a nice phrasing... and ended up with "I'd rather not, Tara." He turned so that his hair fell like a curtain over his face and added. "I'm no one's bitch. Not even for a day." And this was something he was dead serious about.


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Jeddidia aka NightShade 'Shade'- White Tiger High - Baseball Bleachers with Emelia (and Spec)

Jed watched Emelia stammer through what she was saying, pale skin turning red as time continued on. He was starting to become annoyed with the girl's nervous energy. She had wanted to come talk to him and yet here she was having trouble strining a normal sentence together. It wasn't the most calming mood to have to put up with her jittery behavior. And he had been ion such a wonderful mood, too.


Charade becoming no less sincere and getting the cruel desire to pick on the nervous girl, Jed gave her an easy smile; quickly wrapping an arm around her shoulders and tugging her against his chest. He was doing this all to get a reaction, of course, and to entertain himself now that his mood had been ruined. "Relax, Emelia." Jed said in what could be considered a soothing tone. His grip around her was tight though his body language was that of someone absolutely relaxed. "You're overthinking things. Let's just chat, if what you wanted to do was come talk."


"Who has personal space in the Tigers? Well except for possibly Jasper... he's so afraid to muss his pretty hair." Jed said with an eye roll. "But the rest of us? Well it doesn't bother me if you want to come sit in my lap or lean against me. We're all friends here, all Tigers with a common goal." Jed said, continuing to grin and aiming to cause Emelia further distress at this point. "What is personal space, anyway." He added, leaning in rather close to the girl's face - so close their noses were barely an inch apart- and grinning that devilish smirk he reserved for pulling a successful prank. His grip had loosened at this point so if Emelia wanted to escape it, or run, she was absolutely able to.


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Keagan aka Oogie Boogie 'Oogie' - Blue Dragon High - Study Hall - Pestering Cielo

"Come on Stan." Keagan said, collecting the beetle off of the table and placing him onto his shoulder. "Half a day will be plenty." The bug lover said, though he wasn't entirely sure if it was true. Certainly it wouldn't take them too terribly long. He just hoped he wouldn't be upsetting Tsu or Isaac too much in helping Cielo out like this... Isaac will be proud when they bring Leon back safe and okay, right?


"Even if my parents were home, it's not like they'll care." Keagan said, tone a bit low. He had attempted at careless and a statement of fact but it had come out as just a little bit darker then that. "I have plenty of neutral colors though. My favorite colors are green and blue and teal so I have a lot of green. Even some yellows. Bugs like bright colors." He said with a smile as they got up and left the table.


"I... really hope you are okay with bugs." Keagan said, looking at the ground uncertainly. "Unsurprisingly I have a lot of bugs in my room." He said, voice a bit dry as he had received some teasing on this from others. Pulling some string from his pocket he began winding it nervously around his finger, unwinding it, and winding it again. An odd habit of his that helped him remain calm, or at least distract him from feeling embarrassed. And of course, with the suggestion of his parents not being home he had just assumed she would be coming to his house, and not that she would be changing at her own house and then them meeting elsewhere. It just hadn't crossed his mind.





"I'll see about getting some search parties going to see if we can find where Leon is while we change into better camouflaged clothing."

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Lyre aka Genie - Blue Dragon High - Chatting with Nixon & Diana

Grateful for Nixon's help in explaining what it was she needed, Lyre continued to stare at the floor, ashamed of her appearance. At Diana's apology, Lyre looked up hopefully and even smiled a little at the girl's concern. "Sorry. I was remaining indoors. So many people have wishes on New Years I've learned it's safest for me just to stay away from them." She said. "Even coming to school can be troublesome." She added, gesturing to the horns.


Lyre listened respectfully and somewhat patiently as Nixon and Diana spoke. She wasn't in a terrible hurry. She had just wanted Diana's help in finding the flowers and maybe locating the graves. Just getting addresses from her would be enough for Lyre. Then Nixon asked something odd and Lyre frowned uncertainly. "Weird attacks?" She inquired, hoping for an elaboration on what he was talking about.


As Lyre had predicted, when Diana got around to answering her question she had the information that Lyre needed. "Go now? But... well... I wonder if I got the wish maker the flowers perhaps they could put the flowers on the grave themselves. It would be more meaningful that way, wouldn't it?" Lyre inquired, looking at both Nixon and Diana.


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Melony aka Silent Melody 'Mel' - Red Spectre High - Math & Science Classroom

Melony had been oblivious to the jack. She didn't smoke. The black tar like substance smoking caused in the lungs would have made her body less of itself. If she couldn't breathe there were quite a few things she wouldn't be able to do, ergo why she tried to stay away from doing so and was ignorant to offers because why would a friend offer poison to you?


It was nice to see she and Jason were on the same wavelength on some things though she still thought fighting the dragons would have been fun and a great show of Spectre power. Though they had suffered a tragedy, Melony thought the gang had been doing a wonderful job of rising from the ashes. They were strong, still, and their members very capable of being impressive fighters.


"If you are leaving this place then I'll probably spend the rest of my time in the classroom." Melony replied honestly. She had only gone up there to speak with Jason and spend some time with him. But if he was leaving, then she would leave as well and get back to the work she had been doing. "Thank you for sharing your time with me leader."


@Bedbae


((Eliza's practicin' her trumpet, Donni's chillin' on the Bleachers, Umm is in the cafeteria, Sean is chilling with Cato and Archie, and Dale is still at home sleeping off the bad evening))

 

[NyxNightmare]

? Organization: Black Cobras ? Rank: Second in Command ?

Skipping class had not been on the girl's initial agenda. Yet, lately Iris had been lingering on the side of mischief. She surely hoped things were going better for Remiel. It was natural for a second in command to worry about their leader right? Leaning against the solid iron gates she allowed her mind to wander. It was quite peaceful like this, such solitary. Nothing but the soft chirping of birds and the humming of bees. Leaving Peyton to her stealthy duties, she tried not to take notice now. It was true, Iris had been too oblivious earlier to signal out the stealthy girl. Oh well, if both of them got into trouble for the library incident, the second in command would take full responsibility. After all, it was her doing. Yet, she would dodge a confession as much as she could, her poker face was invincible.


Would Russ and Oliver be troubled about the sudden change of plans? Being the second in command they wouldn't dare disobey her orders, would they? She wondered if she held enough respect. Such a petite figure and an innocent face, it left her eyes alone to strike fear into others. One could get lost in such deep crimson spheres, drowning in the blood. Iris deceived others, keeping her strength and chi hidden closely. Fight only if necessary, or face a struggle against her own insanity.


If only life were that simple. Every day is a battle.


She wasn't so sure who arrived first. Oliver or Russ. The unmistakable blonde hair caught her attention first, it glistened nicely under the sun. Yet it was obvious he still wasn't feeling completely up to par. Though she didn't admit it, he could be a liability in the shape he was in. But showing up regardless was enough to set her mind at ease.


He's a fighter.


Shadows broke the sun's light, and instantly she knew the last member had arrived. Great, both of them were here. Both...of them...


Unwanted thoughts broke into her mind. Of course it was known Russ wasn't a fan of women. Whatever the reason, Iris wasn't sure, but...if he wasn't fond of women..then...towards men could he be...?


Images flashed inside her conscious from earlier in the library.


This...this...c-couldn't be...YAOI??!!!


Cheeks flaring red, Iris looked off to the side, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood, hoping the pain would be distracting enough.


"I-I hope it wasn't too much...of...of an inconvenience for you two."


Of course it is preposterous to believe that the two of them...eh...but it is entirely possible!


Iris could hold off on finding the answer to her question for awhile, but it wouldn't be long before her curiosity got the best of her and she let something slip.


"Anyways, let's get going."


With that, she took a few steps away and ran at full speed, leaped up into the air, grabbing the top of the gate and flipping herself over it effortlessly. She couldn't melt herself into a shadow like Russ to slip through the thin bars, so she had to do it this way. Breaking the bars was optional too, but destroying even more school property than she already had would equal in suspension she assumed. This journey was more than just a meeting with the other gangs, but a test for those new to the gang as well.



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Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson

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Location: Band Room > Baseball Bleachers | Interacting/Mentioned: Eliza > Jeddidia

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This was so not going how Emelia had planned for it to. She saw herself strutting up the bleachers with a confident smile and an alluring air around her, taking a seat beside Jed with the capability of striking up any given conversation. She sure as hell didn't see this coming. Not at all. Everything she said was dressed with nervous stutters and awkward whispers, none of it really making sense. Why had things turned out this way? "He's going to think I'm weird."


Suddenly, an arm was wrapped around Emelia's shoulders, and she was pulled into Jeddidia's chest. He was... hugging her? "Relax, Emelia." With an expression unable to be seen, she couldn't tell if he was being serious or not, but was betting more on this being a joke. It felt wrong and embarrassing. Her heart rate sped up, and she lost the will to even mumble. In fact, I think if she were to even try speaking, even think about it, only pink milk would come out. "Who has personal space in the Tigers? Well except for possibly Jasper... he's so afraid to muss his pretty hair."


Emelia was frozen. It seemed as though she'd stopped breathing all together. This was so much different than the times she and Jed spoke about gang matters. During those times she was always able to hold that confident and reliable air her inner self was so desperately trying to find. What Jeddidia said was right. She was overthinking things way too much. "What is personal space, anyway." After the question was asked, a ringing silence warmed over and Emelia remained as stiff as a board. Her eyes were closed.


Then, with a light sigh, "Personal space is the physical region immediately surrounding a person which they regard as their own. Any intrusion of that space without the person's consent may feel threatening or uncomfortable to them, and in this case... I am painfully uneasy." she finally managed to spit something out - and at the same time, slowly sat up and away from Jed's chest; though, she didn't move his arm from around her. Keeping it there was like her own way of taking a step forward and testing the murky waters. Emelia awkwardly brushed behind her ear invisible strands of hair - what with it being already pinned back and all. Her gaze never once met his, and only stayed glued to the space ahead of her, "B-But... I don't mind... Being this close to you, I mean. Not in a weird way, but... in the way that you... were meaning it, I guess." She mumbled with a small smile.


While the girl seemed calm on the outside, her heart was still beating feverishly out of her chest. She even felt kind of sick still. Had it been Brooklyn in this situation, she'd have probably gone into cardiac arrest or something just upon stepping up onto the bleachers, so thumbs up for Emelia. Bright eyes lidded down at the iPhone in her lap as she tried steering her train of though away from how horrible she felt about speaking with such a tone towards Jeddidia. "I'm going to make him mad." At the moment, she was hoping that maybe Eliza would dirty her uniform and seek her immediate assistance so she could escape, but she also knew that eventually this would end on its own, and maybe there won't be another chance.


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Nixon "Dry Ice" Thorn

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Location: Hallways | Interacting/Mentioned: Lyre and Diana

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"Uh. Nooo."


"Weird attacks?"


Nixon glanced back and forth between Diana and Lyre, expecting at least one of them to have something to say; though, he wasn't disappointed at all when they didn't. He also wasn't aware that something had gone down last night between gangs, but it's possible that a lot of others don't either, Then again, word travels quickly. Before able to explain what "weird attacks" he was referring to, Diana directed her attention back towards Lyre. "Lucky you, I have a lot of information on flowers in my virtual library." She informed.


Nixon struck up a cheerful smile and looked at Lyre as though the news was just the greatest thing in the world. He wanted to grab her by the shoulders and shake her back and forth while yelling out and asking if she heard what he heard over and over, but... Lyre's a girl, so it'd be best not to do something like that. Their little group grew momentarily silent, despite the commotion going on around them, as Diana browsed through her internal library, or whatever she calls it. Nixon gazed at her with curious eyes. "She's pretty." He thought with a smile - but don't worry, though, he thinks this way about a lot of girls. When she came to and started on explaining, Nixon was swept to the side for the moment, just casually listening with his hands resting lazily in his pockets.


Then, "Go now? But... well... I wonder if I got the wish maker the flowers perhaps they could put the flowers on the grave themselves. It would be more meaningful that way, wouldn't it?" Lyre asked, looking at both him and Diana, in which he pointed towards himself with an expression that said he was slightly surprised, but he wasn't actually. The guy shrugged and stood without an idea of what to say for a second before striking up a toothy smile, "Well, yeah! Absolutely! I say we go!" He exclaimed, taking Lyre's hand in his own, "If we pick'em we might disappear. His brow wiggled at the girl as he neared his face to hers, referring to a story he'd read a long time ago called 'What Came of Picking Flowers'. Looking at Diana, Nixon tilted his head, "You comin', too?"


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Suzumaki "Skeleton Jack" Arakai

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Location: Hallways (I'm assuming) | Interacting/Mentioned: Glasper

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Ending what she had to say with a shrug and an annoyingly confident expression on her face, Suzumaki strutted a full circle around Glasper before stopping in front of him to listen as he spoke, gazing bug-eyed with her lips pressed tightly together in anticipation. "Yes well... umm... I heard that uh... my mom really likes ramen. And I was thinking maybe if umm...I treat my mom," Ramen. Oh sweet, sweet ramen. Just upon hearing these words, Suzumaki's cheeks flushed a bright red and she pushed them together until making a fishy-face, closing her eyes at the thought while continuing to listen to her good, great buddy ol' pal. "...to a bowl of ramen tonight in East District, she might find it in her heart to forgive me? What do you think? M-Maybe I could even see if some of the others could throw an impromptu kickback later for my mom... with cake... and sake... do you think umm... my mom would like that?"


At the question, Suzumaki instantly crossed her arms and began bouncing a finger at Glasper with a snooty smirk, "Oh...ho...ho...ho." She laughed while shaking her head side to side very slowly, then followed up with, "I think your mom would absolutely, totally love that!" An arm was placed around the guy's back, up as high as she could manage, and she once again began leading him down the hall where they would eventually reach the cafeteria again, "And another thing your mom might like... is if our good friend Lizzy participles in putting together the, uuh..." Suzumaki furrowed her brow and glared up at the ceiling, "the impro...nto...pobbable- whatever word- kickback. Yeah?" She stopped and stepped in front of him, hands pressed together in a manner of pleading. Her entire person was glowing with excitement as she did so, and the urge to squeal was growing with each passing second. Suzumaki isn't really the type to beg people to celebrate her birthday... not directly anyways. No, she'll hint around at it for as long as possibly before the birthday feeling wears off, then she'll hold it against the person until they either apologize or buy her something. It doesn't even have to be something she likes. The thought is what counts.


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Tara "Freaky Friday" Rose

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Location: Student Council's Room | Interacting/Mentioned: Delson, Jasper

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Delson's little "I'm in," sent an even brighter smile to Tara's glowing expression. She bounced with excitement and clapped her hands together, inwardly squealing like a child with both hands over her mouth. "But that would mean that if it isn't a tie then you've gotta serve the winner too. Now that sounds fair~" He added, smirking and following it up with a joke on how if his win came to be, she and Jasper both would have to act on his every command. Her nose wrinkled at the idea of massaging his back, but she was still down for it.


That is until, "I'd rather not, Tara." Jasper stated, hair lusciously curtaining over his gorgeous face. While it was a beautiful sight to see, Tara's good mood was instantly shot down. Her arms dangled by her side, and she put up a clear expression of disappointment, "Well, I mean... 'Bitch' was just my way of putting it... You- You don't... It doesn't actually make you a bitch." Unconsciously, she approached Delson in hope that he'd take her side on the matter, standing behind the chair he sat in. She was really looking forward to the outcome of the bet. The idea of being excluded and brushed off as merely the third wheel of today's interaction made her feel a bit down. If this turned out disappointingly enough, Tara will totally hold an accidental grudge towards the guy.


"I mean, if I hadn't come in here, you guys wouldn't have been able to make the bet in the first place..." She mumbled just loud enough for the two to hear, awkwardly glancing down at her hands, which were fiddling around with each other. At the same time as feeling like she really wants to be a part of the bet, Tara also didn't want to be annoying by forcing herself in without the full approval of the others - Delson and Jasper; though, Delson doesn't really seem to mind as it is. Her gaze focused on Jasper through the corner of her eyes, silently begging him to let her in on the bet. "...Please... Like, it's already most likely that we won rather than came out even or lost, so..." She awkwardly glanced away, this time speaking in a low whisper, "Please."


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Felicita

Location: Cafeteria (WTHS)


Interacting with: Chikage
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Felicita met eyes with her leader. Chikage always seemed happy. Of course, he always did around a woman, that was just him. But there was always something extra in his eyes that she could not only sense, but feel. When his leader laughed, Felicita felt like a little kid that had sworn on accident (or on purpose). "Why are you laughing at me?" She asked, her face flushing shyly. Is there something he knows that I don't? Fel thought. Chikage's response to her question only deepened her confusion. Who could blame a sheltered rich kid for not knowing what weed was? It was green with dried leaves. It could have been just about any vegetable or herb Felicita could find in her kitchen. Little did she know that finding weed in her kitchen cupboard meant more than she thought it did.


"Oregano? Why would you hide oregano in a mask? Does he... chew it like tobacco?" Her piercing green eyes attempting to find more of this mysterious substance. Felicita prodded at it, shook it and even opened the bag to take a whiff. Oh god... She immediately flinched. "It can't be oregano..." The smell was something she had never experienced before. Meanwhile, Chikage looked on. Why... Why was he looking at me like that? She thought, flustered. Without thinking, she poured some of the weed out from the plastic bag. Is it poison? The leaves seem to come apart once she pinched it. Out of caution, she knew to never eat or drink anything unless you were 100% sure what it was. Still, the redhead decided to leave it alone for now as Chikage called upon her service.


"Felicitaaa~... Comfort me, my love." Felicita rolled her eyes and turned to face him. She looked at his face for more injuries. At least his bandages were fixed. "Your food is getting cold, Chikage." Knowing whatever she did would never make moments awkward, she slowly patted his head in an attempt to comfort him. "Do you really believe the Dragons want peace?" She asked, planning to continue into yet another tangent. "Jeddidia and I saw the Dragon leader with her second in command. They wanted to discuss matters peacefully. A part of me thinks it is quite brave of them to put themselves in a volatile line of fire, and demands a degree of sincerity." Felicita pointed out, but then sighed. "But... the way it happened. I don't think we have ever gotten gang wars during a festival, and on White Tiger grounds."


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MayMarie

Location: The Den


Interacting with: THIS FUCKING BITCH
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May had a dick drawn on her face, disheveled hair, probably some sort of cancer from that tapeworm, and her photographs were about to get licked by no one other than Gigi, the bitch the elder told her to work with. Life just wasn't fair to her. All the blonde wanted to do was go home, order her playboy-esque bunnies around her mansion and sleep in a bed made for at least three obese kings to sleep on at the same time. Instead, here she was, her dumb ass forgetting that there was something called a doorknob that allowed you to enter quite easily into someone's room. Gigi took advantage of her irrationally as she heard the doorknob click. May realized she had practically screwed herself over as she banged harder on the door. "YOU COCKY ASS BITCH! I swear on your bad fashion taste that I will fucking get payback!" The girl eventually wore herself out, partly from screaming, the other from banging on the door when she had already been bruised fairly badly during the fight.


As Gigi ordered her to say those... demeaning things, her mind just visualized Gigi taking her tongue and dancing across each and every one of her photographs. One part of her mind thought of all the possible diseases she could be carrying. What if I contracted some sort of STD when she stitched me up? What if I fucking get herpes if she licks my pictures?! The other part wandered to...


Tiffany.


No, no, no. This wasn't good. That whore can't know. Her heart rate quickened, her bruised palms began to clam up. "Fine." MayMarie responded coolly. Besides, a small part of her did feel bad... But it was totally her fault for even fixing them in the first place! Taking a deep breath, May tried her best not to throw up. Which is totally possible. In fact, she exaggerated each and every word in an airier tone as if to mock her. "Ohhh, Gigi, my beautiful black angel~! Thank you sooooooo much for saving my flawless ass last night, and thank you even more for taking time out of your night to stitch my amazing ass up. I sure hope when I lost my shit a second ago and started banging on my own damn door that I didn't fuck up your handiwork Gigi, because I wouldn't want to waste anymore of your time or mine~"


The worst experience of her life.


"Now, open the damn door." May said in a defeated tone. This was probably the best she was going to get in terms of enthusiasm. Hey, at least give her some credit for taking it.


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Isaac

Location: BDHS


Interacting with: Various kids, Brooklyn, sort of Tsu again
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By the time he had led Chloe back into the dojo, Isaac took a sneak peak of through the windows. The children were smiling as they got into their respective areas and sparred. Like civil fighters. He nodded in approval, though that was the closest he could muster to a smile in public. At least, without his gang leader. Sometimes, Isaac liked to wonder how the children would react if they knew that Isaac had failed Tsu... There were many ways that Leon could be brought back to the East and he hated himself for it. He hated himself, the animalistic Spectres. Though, hate was a strong emotion that Isaac had only felt for the Cobras. He took a deep breath as he watched patiently, waiting for Brooklyn to come with her. "I'm glad you made it here, Brooklyn. Just in time." The automatic gong sounded out, meaning class for the children was over. As the last child filed out of the room, he nodded. "Warm up, I'll be back in a few minutes." Truthfully, he wasn't sure what to do with Brooklyn in terms of training. Should I be ruthless or show mercy? What would Sun Tzu say?


Nothing, because he was dead.


Enough with the pleasantries. He walked over and decided that the equipment the kids had lying around would have to do. "Tsu told me to be a bit kinder to you." Than Cielo, he thought, a stern look on his face. "I expect only the best from you." He bowed politely. "Conditioning, I expect to have at least 100 pushups in two minutes." Isaac was merely being easy on her, at least, that was what easy constituted for him. "No knees." He warned. "After this, grab a practice sword." He gestured to the wooden swords in the corner of the room. As he waited, Isaac sat near the window once again, watching the leader rather blankly. How is she dealing with this so well? He thought.


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Zhi

Location: BDHS


Interacting with: Tsu
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"That's the same type of arrogant thinking that landed Brooklyn and Cielo in a bad situation. You would do well to remember that." Tsu's retort stung Zhi. Arrogant? Him? Never has he hard of such a thing. However, his precious Tsu couldn't possibly do no wrong. He slurped his bowl of udon quietly as he saw that her attention was directed towards someone else as he saltily drank a Moove It carton of soy milk. "I'm sorry Zhi. I didn't mean to be short with you. It's no excuse, but I've had a long day. What I mean is...no one can do anything by themselves. We all need each other. I'm sure you would have made a difference if you were there." Once Tsu apologized, his heart lit up again. Finally, was she noticing him? It was the first time she had met eyes with him the entire lunch period, but love makes the sighted quite blind from time to time. "O-Oh..." He blushed, shyly putting a hand to the back of his head as a show of modesty. "Please, I did not mean no harm or show of arrogance. I'm sure the gang needs you the most despite your humility."


Zhi could not believe his eyes. "How was your competition?" Was... Tsu falling for him? Oh, Zhi was more so spiritual than religious, but boy, did he hope that some god had blessed him. Immediately, he perked up. "Well, fencing matches are always the quickest and easiest to win~ A few strikes to your opponent and you win. The fastest time was 43 seconds, made by your's truly..." Zhi smiled confidently. He had to play it up, or else Tsu would fall for someone else. Unless... she had already? Oh god Zhi, shut the hell up! He got out his notebook adorned with China-plated style dragons, Zhi tore out a fresh sheet of blank paper. Even though there were many notebooks he was able to work with, this was the book he tended to use if he wasn't conjuring them up with his hands. It had a parchment feel to it and would give anyone quite the papercut. Also, the design of the cover was sick as hell. "Tell me, while this may not be my finest show of eloquence, but this may be a step in gaining your favour."


Zhi's chi bent and folded the expensive paper into multiple blue paper dragons with ease. The swordsman let them fight, fly and play around with each other for a couple of minutes as they left back into his arms.


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Evey

Location: BCHS


Interacting: Lizzy and fuckbois (texting Glasper like an awkward teenager)
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Evey would've had so much fun with Lizzy, hanging out as girls did. Girls... and a banana? Hell, she could've spanked Lizzy, but knew from various videos that you're not supposed to touch someone that was twerking on your lap, GTA in particular. "You aren't invited to the party in Evey's pants! So you and your raisin testicles can fuck off! Lanna The Fucking Banana does not approve!" Luckily, Lanna the Banana was her saving grace. Evey watched with invisible popcorn in her hands as Lanna spread her legs and poked the guys with her spoons. Eventually, the guy getting all of the attention glared at Lizzy. "Jesus, Evey, hang out with some hotter girls..." He looked at her with disdain. Evey stuck her tongue out playfully. "Only the hottest around! Kiss my ass and be off, bitches~" Evey spanked Lizzy as the group eventually became grossed out by a popular chick talking to a banana clad friend of her's.


As the crowd dissipated, Evey sighed, exasperated and ready to vent to her girlfriend. "It's been a long New Year's and I feel so horrible... I just wish I can chill with the girls and forget about everything last night..." With the mention of New Year's, her hand clenched as the now non-existent wound on her torso begun to ache again. Sighing, she leaned into her shoulder and looked at her. "We have some options. Either shopping, swim near the boardwalk... or get some food. Sushi? Tacos?" Awaiting her answer, as if it could be visualized, her ray of sunshine was back again.


Remembering her phone, she reached for it. Glasper... Should Evey be able to text him? Was that even allowed? She had never kissed anyone quite like that before. The kiss was sweet and full of many emotions, emotions that overwhelmed her. How could texting him be an option after doing something like that? Fuck it. "Sorry, I gotta make a text~" Evey winked cheerfully and opened her messages app. Disappointed while a bit relieved that he hadn't texted her back, she begun to craft the most natural sounding text ever. Evey always confronted people to solve problems, and maybe a place like Funworld would be suitable? After hitting the send message, she felt her heart throb.

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Glasp

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heyyy, what's up? :3 wanna meet @ funworld after school?

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Remiel

Location: Vaughn's car lmao


Interacting with: Audence and Vaughn

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"Really, Audence, if you're going to make bad puns, we'll THC-you-late-- ohfuck." Before he could finish his sentence, he coughed again. Remy was a good sport, laughing along. He listened intently to Vaughn's little info session on different types of cannabis and took everything in with the four senses he had. It was like, without a major sense in your body, everything seemed enhanced. "It smells like peaches bruh," Vaughn said proudly. It was nice to see that there were peach flavours. Weed was magical. Gratefully, he thanked him. "Jesus.. I've never seen anything so majestic in my life." He laughed. "I don't think Iris is going to like this version of peaches~" Remy snickered mischievously.


"Okay yo, truth time. If you had to, and I mean like...had to, gun to your head and everything, you have to date one of the Cobras...which one do you date?" The question Vaughn asked made him think. Now, Remy was never someone to be good with romantic interactions. In fact, he never really thought about such things. Throughout his life, he had always assumed that girls wouldn't like him for many reasons. One of Remy's irrational insecurities would be whether or not he was ugly, or if girls didn't like the whole blind man thing. There was also always some reason why relationships and dating weren't his forte. Either it was because of his duties as the leader or the only times he got some downtime. So... if he had to pick someone... Remiel appeared to be in thought. "Hm. Odd question. Iris, perhaps?" Remiel responded nonchalantly, picking his second in command. It was the most obvious choice due to his position, but what about the other Cobras. "And yourselves?"


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Cato

Location: RSHS


Interacting with: Sean and Archie

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Throwing an American football was one way indeed of getting someone as brash and hypermasculine as Cato to exchange pleasantries with you. It was a weird sort of way to show affection. "Sorry, dude. Just wanted to say hi." He smirked, following him to the picnic tables. He looked over to Sean. "Sure, we'll play some catch on the way, if you want." Cato said casually. The teenager never really smiled very brightly, either a smirk or a focused look remained on his chiseled features. Maybe that was part of the appeal? Not that he thought he had much appeal. "Poor Archie does this all the time." As a gang member, he knew why Archie had a sleeping problem. He couldn't quite put his tongue on it. "He'll be okay." Cato's jersey was completely soaked as he took it off and simply chilled with his sweatpants. "Really, you missed the festival... I think drama's 'bout to start and I don't want to get involved with anyone, know what I'm saying?" To lighten up the mood, he began to discuss and gossip on the current state of the gang.


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Allie

Location: 7/11 Convenience Store


Interacting with: Asad and Aya

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This perp was making her angry. Allie wanted to smack him over the head and turn him over in jail! Only the immoral will rot, for the heroes keep the city safe! She thought to herself in a rather delusional thought of grandeur. Last week was old news already in the hero's book and clearly Asad was the one that didn't think so. That meant that he was wrong and should be prevented from doing bad things! It wasn't the first time someone had laughed in her face, however it wasn't the first time someone had regretted it either. Being inside, she wished she really had her bike right now to do the good ol' fashioned meteor. This was basically just riding a bike with your shield on and hitting someone, faster it goes, the harder it hits.


"N-No! I bet only edgy supervillains like you do! What do you do, keep the mask on while you fuck?" Allie retorted, though being a feet shorter really made it look more comical. "Step aside or you're gonna get hurt, little girl." She flinched as the shelves begun to break around her as threats were also thrown. This was no longer about a cheap beer, this was about putting someone at danger, and Allie would never ever allow that. What would her mother or brother say if they witnessed Allie simply standing by as a crime was being committed right in front of her? Why, the Bike Hero would rather die. Defiantly, she held her head high. "No, fiend. You're messing with the wrong hero." In fact, Allie got right up in his space.


To her surprise another crime fighter had joined her! This was the first, the first in a loooong while. "A fellow server of justice, I see!" Allie saluted and pushed up her glasses, a cliche gleam coming off of the lenses. "Pfffft, newest issue, this was from a week ago, if that didn't already add to his crimes~" Not knowing of Aya, she was glad to have something close to a partner in justice. Cryptic, eh? "I am..." Cue the wind blowing over her cape as Asad lies there bewildered. "The Bike Hero!" Crossing her arms and approaching him. Allie's bike helmet was still on as she began to run over and headbutt Asad. "Come, hero! Help me kick his ass and turn him into the police!"


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Audence "Puppet Master" Valor

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Location: Hotboxing a car | Interacting/Mentioned: Vaughn, Remiel, (Dale)

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Audence was feeling pretty good about himself. About his awesome pun stolen from google only five minutes or so ago. That is until Vaughn decided his pun game was actually fairly weak, the complete opposite of what the blond was thinking it to be. After all, it came from google!? What beats google? I know what beats google. Remiel beats google. "Really, Audence, if you're going to make bad puns, we'll THC-you-late-- ohfuck." The leader began coughing again, and Audence laughed along with him as he finished the joke in his head, toning it down to light giggles once Vaughn started on showing them his peachy-scented joint.


At first, what with being really, really high and all, Audence was just expecting to find a small joint covered in little peaches scribbled on with the use of a scented marker by Vaughn himself, but realized upon leaning forward to see over Remiel's seat that they were actually the store-bought wraps. "It's sooooo~ Juicy." He sang while waiting for the leader to puff and pass. "Okay yo, truth time. If you had to, and I mean like...had to, gun to your head and everything, you have to date one of the Cobras...which one do you date?" The few grew quiet for a moment after the question, and Audence sat back in his seat, cringing at the idea. He waited for someone else to go first, sitting up again when Rem-Job did (lul), "Hm. Odd question. Iris, perhaps?"


This game sort of seemed like Vaughn's way of asking them if they had a crush on anyone in the gang - or that's how Audence saw it, so when Remiel chose Iris, his eyes gaped and he slapped on a large grin, "Really?... Shit, man." The blond shoved a handful of Fritos in his mouth and shrugged, shaking his head side to side, "I'd just let whoever the hell's holdin' the gun to my head shoot." Suddenly, Audence's thoughts wandered off to last night, and the one person who came to mind just so happened to be Miss Tiffany. It was actually a bit surprising. When he realized, a chill danced down his spine. "But, I mean... If I really had to..." He had hoped to just throw in a random name, but that turned out to be a bit harder than expected. Audence wasn't really attracted to any of the gang members.


Leaning his head back and staring up at the smoky ceiling, he bit his lip. Of all the girls to choose from, the three most likely to fall into his range of interest would be Dale, Iris, and possibly Valentine, but even so... he would never actually go out with any of them. "Probably Dale." Hidden eyes focused over on Vaughn as the blond moved to retrieve the peachy joint from Remiel, "How about you?" This little game, or whatever it was, had the guy's high dropping very slowly, so he needed to replenish!


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Brooklyn "Vincent Van Gogh" Austin

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Location: (BDHS) Spare Gym | Interacting/Mentioned: Isaac

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"I'm glad you made it here, Brooklyn. Just in time." Isaac greeted warmly, which calmed Brook's nerves just a tad until the gong sounded out to signal that class was over for the children he'd been training. She flinched with hands over her ears, trying best not to drop her PsP and lunchbox, then slowly looked back up at the guy, "Y-yeahahaha..." She muttered out, but went unheard due to Isaac telling a certain someone to warm up. Brooklyn was confused on whether he was talking to her... or maybe someone else that was around. Too scared to ask, she just slowly began walking further into the spare gym, eyes focused on Isaac the entire time.


When she noticed him heading her way, she straightened her posture and turn to face him with her arms tense by her sides. "Tsu told me to be a bit kinder to you." He stated, and all the girl could think was, "What's he gonna do!? ##$$%$%^%^#^$^&*^&@#@" Ripping her from her thoughts was the second's sudden bow, in which Brooklyn bowed as well with a startled gasp, as well as a sloppy salute that sent her PsP straight into her eye. She accidentally bit down on her tongue upon wincing at the pain, then let out a small cry while stumbling backwards. Today was going to be a bad day. "Conditioning, I expect to have at least 100 pushups in two minutes." Brooklyn's eyes widened. "No knees." Then her jaw dropped. "After this, grab a practice sword." And now she was feeling panicky.


As Isaac gestured to where said swords were, Brook's gaze followed. She doesn't like wielding any sort of weapon, or weapon-like object, I guess. Though they were wooden, it's quite possible one could stab another with them. Before she could say anything or try to argue on the matter, Isaac was already sitting down by the window and focusing elsewhere. She grew a pained expression and put her things down; lunch box and PsP. While walking over to a clear area in the room to prepare for pushups, she examined what she was wearing and whimpered, "...How do I do pushups in a skirt?" Well, that makes sense. Brooklyn dropped to her hands and knees, glaring nervously at the floor, then placed herself in the proper form - back tensed straight and not too arched, butt lifted just a tiny pinch but not so much that it looked like someone dropped her on the top of a pyramid. With a sigh, she attempted at least one pushup - just one would get her feeling accomplished - but failed in the end. The girl dropped to her stomach and buried her face in her arms, "I'm never gonna be able to do a pushup, Isaac!" She whined, voice cracking slightly.


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Nakazajo "Rocchi" Chikage

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Location: (WTHS) Cafeteria: Small booth in the corner | Interacting/Mentioned: Felicita

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Chikage was lost in thought about how and when Felicita got her hands on the spooky Cobra mask and random paper bird as the girl further inspected the strange, bagged contents known as tha mary juan. Had he been focusing though, he probably would've laughed at her again for taking such a big whiff of it. Poor guy, he missed out on a cute reaction. While trying to piece things together from last night, Chikage grew frustrated and leaned down on the table, face buried in his arms, then called upon Fel to comfort him. When she did so by patting him on the head, informing him on how his food was getting cold, he turned his gaze upwards with a slim smile and took hold of her hand - all the while, still leaning down on the table.


"Do you really believe the Dragons want peace?" She asked, and Chikage sat up to hold her one hand in both of his own, silently listening to what she had to say while, at the same time, zoning out on the many features of her knuckles, fingers, nails, and baby soft skin. But the mention of Jeddidia sort of reopened one of his inner critical wounds, which sent his thought elsewhere, though he continued to hold off on asking any questions until the girl was done speaking. "But... the way it happened. I don't think we have ever gotten gang wars during a festival, and on White Tiger grounds." After waiting for at least five seconds to make sure Felicita was done, Chikage furrowed his brow, now casually fiddling with the girl's ring finger, "Do they really want peace?..." His gaze focused upwards towards the ceiling, then back down at Fel as he shrugged, "I can't be sure- No one can, really. The Dragons have always been about 'upholding' some sort of law... so I can only assume peace is what they're after. I was questioning why one of their members unexpectedly showed up in an attempt to attack, but now if I remember correctly... the Dragon's leader said something about not giving her member a green light?"


Chikage grew quiet for a second - again, he's still fiddling with Felicita's hand - and thought on last night's events. He wanted to put himself in each gang's shoes and try to see things from their viewpoint, but it was hard too without being able to remember clearly what everyone was saying. It all happened so fast, feeling as though only seconds had gone by before the cops showed up and ran everyone off. A sigh escaped the guy, "How did a Spectre wind up in La Lune without us noticing? There was no one else in there when we first showed up, I'm fairly certain. It was Delson and Ace, and of course the many people who stormed out in panic... There's also the wonder on how the Spectre's friends knew where he was. Was this all planned?" Suspicion began to rise at the thought of the Dragons and Spectres being in cahoots with one another. "I want to talk with everyone." He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, "But not as a group. Only a few at a time, because everyone will get too riled up and start throwing in their own opinions on what happened."


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Archie "Cock" Babcock

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Location: (RSHS) Courtyard: Sitting at a picnic table | Interacting/Mentioned: Cato, Sean

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"Sorry, dude. Just wanted to say hi." Yeah. He just wanted to say hi - that's all. Hi can't be said without launching a football at someone's face in Cato's eyes, I guess. Archie laughed and shook his head, "W'hell, mate, just keep it t' yeself anymore. This's mah face, it's th' only thing I got goin' for me." He joked, finally taking a seat at the picnic table across from Sean, who seemed fairly concerned for the Australian's well-being. Before Archie could tell the boy himself that he was perfectly fine, Cato did so for him, "Poor Archie does this all the time. He'll be okay." Archie waved a hand along with him, "Yeh. All th' time."


Light brown eyes gaped at all of the food Sean had laid out over the table. Was he planning on eating all of this by himself? What's with that? Archie bit his lip, listening as Cato struck up a conversation about last night, then reached for a few small sushi rolls, popping two of them in his mouth only to look something like a chipmunk. "Yu gants gid gud." He nodded upwards at Sean, sending him a thumbs up and squinting his eyes like one does when smiling, but he didn't actually smile because he knew that if he did, the food would fall from his mouth and that would be kind of gross.


Swallowing, his gaze focused over at the now shirtless hunk - what a wonderful sight for sore eyes - and Archie wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "I honestly remembah not nothin'." Of course, that was a bit of an exaggeration, but he can't recall anything that was said last night. "Ol' Pup an' I kept the Dragon basted at base last noight. Pretty sure they'as someone else theyah, but... can't truly recall." He let out a light yawn before smiling over at Sean with a flirtatious smirk, "'N how was ol' bright eye's 'ary first? A pretty lad keep yah any?" He asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes, then pretty much ignored whatever the guy had to say upon remembering something. He focused on Cato again and snapped his fingers, unconsciously scratching at the hickey on his neck from the busty blonde the night before, "Thinkin' o' which, Cato, I'm needin' a boxin' partnah latah, if you wouldn't mind pitchin'."


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Stephanie


Location: Hallways?


Fuckin' around with: Glasper, Suzumaki, Vaughn (Incredibly vague and brief)

Steph was pissed. Very, very pissed. Not in the English way where you're completely off your rocker drunk, but the full of rage pissed. Something had happened at that festival last night, and that something was not being said to her. Anyone she had approached would glance away or run, and yes, this could have been because everyone in the gang knows that Stephanie will throw herself at anyone if they so much look at her, but with the female having to miss the New Years festival to guard the district with a few others, the only logical thing she could come up with is that everyone planned a prank on her. What that was? She couldn't tell. But with the secrecy going on, it was probably something big and horrible. Something she would have to try and turn around, and there was a little birdy who had a taste for weed that would prooooooobably help her out. However, the weed loving bird wasn't anywhere to be fucking seen, and boy was Steph losing her patience by the third time she wandered through the same corridor.


"Fuckin' fuck shit..." Growling, the grey haired girl pulled out her phone and angrily slammed her thumbs against the screen. The jumbled, messy text helped ease some of her anger, and hitting the send button just felt even sweeter, but fuck. It didn't stop her curiosity from spiralling. JUST WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?! Exhaling deeply out of her nose, she shoved her phone in her pocket once more before storming off in a huff with her lips pursed to the side. Looks like she was going to have to find someone else to get the dirt off of... It shouldn't be too hard to find a victim...


... Okay, nope. It was very hard. After walking around for five minutes and coming across virtually no one, Stephanie was just about ready to jump out a goddamn window and run after anyone outside in order to get some damn info. Maybe no one was inside... because there were cameras?! After a shifty glance up and down the hallway she came to the conclusion of no... This fuckin' crumbling school couldn't have anything high tech runnin'. Jesus, plugging in your phone charger would probably result in a power outage or something, so that wasn't it... People were just... Being lazy or some shit. Smoking weed and having a good time while she wanted to strangle herself. How fucking great. Luckily enough that feeling would soon vanish, for when she passed a corner, the heavens opened up and two people were in front of her! Little red head midget and Mister daddy issues. Perfect victims.


With both people's backs to her, Steph had the perfect chance of sneaking up without getting noticed. Both were pretty involved in their little convo, after all, so the probability that they'd be listening for 'threats' was pretty darn slim. Holding back the urge to cackle evilly, Stephanie smirked wildly before sauntering up to the pair, "Well, well, well! What do we have here, hmmmm?~" she snickered playfully, managing to slip her way under Suzumaki's arm and getting between the pair. "Maaaaan, I haven't seen you guys since last night! Didn't have a drink for me by any chance, did ya?" She rambled as each arm wrapped around either of the two's shoulders, her hands planting on their collarbones to make them both know they weren't gonna escape anytime soon. Chuckling softly with an eyeroll, Steph shook her head. "I'm just playin'. But seriously though. Anything happen last night? You know you both can tell aunty Steph, mmm?~" Playfully, she cocked an eyebrow before eyeing up Glasper, then Suzumaki. In a way, the glances directed to the two individuals screamed 'I know you did something so cough it up', but of course, Stephanie was just fucking clueless, desperate, and she wanted to squeeze out some juicy gossip with her teasing.


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Weed bae

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bish where dafuq r u dont make me go fukin liam neeson on yo balls cause i will do that in a SECOND ps you got any of that peachy shit? that shit was good. give yo sugar momma some of dat loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove ;* ;* ;*

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by the way, if you didn't get from the above, I'm beyond pissed. you have five seconds to reply or else babe xxx

Solomon


Location: Study hall


Talking to: Cielo, Keagan

Do you ever get the feeling you've missed something big? Like, any time you take a day off school you have a week or two of work and gossip to catch up on, but when you're always there, nothing happens? Well, that was he kind of predicament Solomon was in right now. Having been off for roughly a week and a half due to a bad case of the flu, Solomon was greeted back by a tense and bitter atmosphere as well as a vague text from Diana about failing everyone. Naturally, his curiosity was piqued, however being the awkward and unsocial individual he is, this dark skinned male didn't question her straight away, the main reason being she was always talking to someone else, but thanks to this lunch break, maybe he could finally catch her off guard... Taking another gulp of water, Solomon winced as the cool liquid hit the back of his aching throat before it descended downwards. His blue orbs travelled around the study hall in search of the dark haired girl, however there was no sight of her at all. Sighing, he packed his bags and made his way to the door. On his way there though, something caught his attention...

"I'll see about getting some search parties going to see if we can find where Leon is while we change into better camouflaged clothing." Blinking, the male cast his gaze to Cielo and Keagan with a furrowed brow. What was this about Leon? Had he sneaked out earlier...? Jesus, if that was the case, that guy was on a suicide mission... Going into an enemy territory... Just what was he thinking? Narrowing his eyes, Solomon crossed his arms over his chest and leaned down. "Leon?" He grunted out with a tone of intrigue. His question was quick, so I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't quite follow him, but he's essentially trying to ask 'What happened to Leon?' in the briefest way possible.

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Olivia


Location: Baseball Bleachers


In an unfortunate conversation with: Spade, Emilia, Jeddidia (latter two mentioned briefly)

Tapping her finger to the side of her mouth, Olivia clicked her tongue in irritation as the smooth sound of a sax blared through her ears, refusing to ease her ever increasing rage. 'What is the point of learning English?' She grumbled internally with a pout, 'Entirely pointless... I can speak it, so why do I have to write silly little essays?' Furiously tapping backspace she paused for a second to allow her spirit to get lost in her music. Of course, just at that exact moment, the cliché, fake and horrendously loud laughter of several girls broke out, making the girl jump out of her poor skin in fright. After the second of shock returned rage, and now Olivia had enough. Narrowing her eyes, she slammed her fist on what was supposed to be the table, but of course, her poor keyboard took the hit and with a loud beep, everything was gone. Poof.


"Shit! No, no!" Desperately, the girl tapped at the screen, the power button and just about anything on the device, but, alas, it did nothing came alive. All that work... Just gone... Behind her the girls continued their chatter with another chorus of laughter, and Olivia decided she had enough. Slamming the laptop closed and shoving it in her messenger bag, a quick glare of death was sent to the small group of three, instantly shutting them up before she stormed off. Weakly, her music began to whisper through her ears again through her headphones in a timid attempt to calm her down, but seeing as she immediately ripped her phone out of her pocket and paused the tune, it didn't exactly help her. Olivia was annoyed, stressed and just wanted to go home to plant a few marigolds. Was that really something too hard to ask for? Cursing the girls for everything wrong with the world, the female allowed her legs to carry herself through the school build, heading to goodness knows where. She was far too angry to care right now, and a walk was bound to help her... Or maybe a small but heated session in a janitors closest with someone? It was very, very tempting... She'll have to see about that.


Anger subsiding after around five minutes of aimless walking, the pink haired girl was finally able to slow her walk into, well, an 'acceptable' walking pace. Her travels had brought her to quite a different sight. Emilia was chatting Jeddidia up? Or was it the other way around? Bah, she didn't care too much to pay attention. In fact, she was actually planning on swiping the guy up from under her grasp just to be a bitch but then somebody else caught her eye... A Mister Spade, it seemed, was watching this little... Situation from afar, so why not join in the fun? It was more preferable than a potential third wheel, anyway. So, with a smirk, she was off.


"Oh ho ho! What do we have here?" Olivia coyly raised a brow as she approached the male, hips swaying. "Didn't your daddy teach you perving on people isn't good manners, Spade?" Tone laced with playfulness, she then paused in front of him, planting a finger against her lips while he other arm rested behind her back. "I won't tell... But you're gonna have to do a little something for me in return...~" She giggled with a wink.


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Jurriaan

Location: 7/11 Convenience Store


Flirting with: Allie, Asad, Aya

Man oh man was Jurriaan excited! Meeting after school today?! HELL TO THE HELLA YEAH! Jurriaan lived for these get togethers because, no matter what, he would always treat himself to pizza afterwards since he'd be missing dinner at home a lot. It was a simple thing to get excited over, but man, pizza was the best thing to exist on the planet, so any opportunity he could have it, it's gonna be taken. Besides this, he'd be able to hang out with everyone and get hugs too! So that was another bonus!

Happily wandering around the district without a care in the world, the Dutch boy hummed a gentle tune under her breath, hands buried in his pockets. The weather was great today; the sun was high, occasionally dancing between peeks of clouds, and the light just made him want to do nothing more than just have class outside or go for a run. Flirt too. There was a huge amount of pick up lines you can use with the sun, so he was gonna take full opportunity when he could! Before that though, he needed something light to snack on before his pizza this afternoon, so his eyes stayed peeled for somewhere with a good deal on at the moment. However, instead of a deal, he stumbled upon a rather... Odd... Scenario. Two girls were babbling on about heroes and how the guy on the ground was some sort of villain who needed to be taken in by the police. Any of my other characters would have just nope right outta there, but...

"Ahhhhh! Let me join in too!"

... Jurriaan is a big dork... As Bike Hero headbutted the downed man and the other watched, the blond immediately charged forward to aid the females. His chi was definitely going to help out now! Arriving at the scene, he yelled, "Move, Bike Hero! I shall make sure he can't escape!" before practically throwing himself on top of Asad, the upper half of his body pressed against his face and his knees planting on either side of Asad's armpits. Of course, there was enough room for Asad to breathe underneath Jurriaan, and getting up would be rather easy, but thanks to the Dutch man now using his chi to stick on to the other, getting up would kinda... Look stupid and have Jurriaan screech like a girl. In the meantime though, everything was under control! "Ring the police! He can't move now that I have him pinned! Aim for the balls if you really wanna teach him a lesson!"

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Del

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Location: White Tiger High, Student Council Room


Kickin' It With: Tara & Jasper

Delson rolled his eyes and grinned when Jasper refused to let Tara in on the action. Inwardly he was wondering who was more attractive between the two of them. Jasper was a great looking guy, he had a mysterious vibe and of course that beautiful hair that looked like it belonged in L'Oreal commercials. It made Del quite jealous, but now all he could think was, I've got more charisma in my little finger though. He let Tara squirm for a while on her own, offering nothing to back her up as she begged Jasper to play along. This too was quite purposeful. With that final, pathetic, "Please" though, he threw his head back and sighed, though he maintained a jovial aura about him. "Awwwwww you're breakin' my heart Big Sissy!" he exclaimed.


Del stood up from his chair to stand beside Tara. He put an arm around her and stuck out his lip. "C'mon Jas, don't make Big Sissy sad," he said as if he were about to cry. He used his free hand to gently lift Tara's face up by her chin so she and Jasper could meet eyes. "How can you say no to this pwetty wittle face, Jas? How?" Del leaned his head against Tara's and pouted. "Pweeeeease Jaspah?" But always careful not to be one-sided, Del let go of Tara's face and added, in his normal non-baby talk voice, "Look, if you really don't wanna do it man, that's cool, I understand. Tara if it's a tie... I'll be your bitch for two days, how's that sound Big Sissy?" He turned to look at the girl, eyes shimmering, expression warm and earnest. Deep down inside though, all he could think was, I am just the best god damn human being to ever live.


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Gigi


Location: The Den, MayMarie's Room


Kickin' It With: MayMarie

A smile lined Gigi's lips as she heard a sigh through the door. That's right bitch... she thought as she took out her cell phone and placed it against the door to record May's apology. She stifled her own laughter to make sure the recording got through crystal clear. Once MayMarie finished, Gigi replied, "Good girl May! See? Sucking my dick isn't so hard for you after all~!" and all the giggles she'd been saving while recording were let loose. She played the recording back through the door, consistently rewinding it back to "Ohhh, Gigi, my beautiful black angel~! Thank you sooooooo much" before cutting it off over and over again. "Ohhh, Gigi~! OHHH GIGI~!!" she mimicked obnoxiously.


Once she had her fun, Gigi placed her phone safely in her pocket. She unlocked the door and opened it, stepping aside to allow May in. MayMarie's...less than perfect appearance presented Gigi with a challenge not to chuckle. She failed. "This place is a fucking mess you know. Lucky for you, your beautiful black angel took the time to start doing this little thing that the rest of the human race calls 'organizing.'" Gigi had begun to stack the photos scattered about May's room into categories, gone through boxes, and basically had taken a fuckton of liberties with MayMarie's privacy.


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Tsu


Location: BDHS


Kickin' It With: Zhi & Vixa

Zhi missed the point a bit, if he truly thought Tsu was the most important of the members. She knew she was the Elder but she considered herself to be no more or less important than any of the members. There had to be an Elder, and it just so happened to be her. If anything, she considered every other Dragon to be more important, because what's an Elder without people to lead? However, she chalked it up to flattery, something she'd noticed Zhi did quite a bit but she hadn't put two and two together yet to make four. She just thought he was like that to everyone. Instead of trying to get this concept through his head though, she just asked him about his competition. Tsu is nothing if not patient. She had faith that he'd understand one day.


While Zhi bragged about his incredible performance, Tsu ate her lunch and listened carefully. She didn't much like competitions, she thought them to be pointless. What makes a competition more important than sparring? Not much aside from the ego trip associated with winning and losing. After swallowing a bit, she indulged him by complimenting, "Congratulations." She didn't seem truly impressed however. It sounded more formal than anything else. Then she added, "We should have a match some time. Our styles are so different, it would help both of us grow as swordsmen to learn from each other."


When he started his origami show, he caught Tsu's intrigue and she smiled at the Dragons. However, she stated, "Zhi, you don't need to 'gain my favor', you already have it. You are my brother in arms and you're tal--" before Tsu could finish her sentence she heard her name being called.


"Lady Tsu!!!! Lady Tsu!!"


Tsu's head perked up from the origami show and she spotted Vixa running toward her and Zhi. Immediately, she set her lunch down beside her and hurried to meet Vixa halfway. Tsu gently grasped the girl by the shoulders. "I'm here, Vixa," she said in a smooth and reassuring voice. "What's got you all worked up?" she asked, meeting the girl's golden eyes with her own. Tsu looked serious, yet she remained tranquil. Seeing Vixa like this wasn't common, she looked utterly spooked.


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Cielo


Location: Blue Dragon High, Study Hall


Kickin' It With: Keagan & Solomon

The dark statement about Keagan's parents didn't slip by Cielo but... she wasn't emotionally equipped to handle anything like that. So instead, she awkwardly pretended like she didn't hear it. She didn't want to ruin her drive by sitting down to talk about Bug Boy's family issues. Cielo merely replied, "Perfect!" after he'd revealed that he was indeed smart enough to own clothes that weren't blue.


"I... really hope you are okay with bugs." Cielo cocked her head, her eyes shifting downward along with Keagan's. "Unsurprisingly I have a lot of bugs in my room." Weirdly enough, the obvious comment made Cielo blush. She didn't often get flustered and it wasn't anything serious it was just...she'd never been in a boy's room before. "I'm not going in there!" she said quickly, but then clarified, "N-Not because of the bugs! I already told you bugs don't scare me! But you have to change s-so I can't go in th-there..." Her eyes widened and she hurriedly added, "And you aren't going in my room either! You'll wait outside!"


"I'll see about getting some search parties going to see if we can find where Leon is while we change into better camouflaged clothing." Once the conversation turned back toward their mission, Cielo's face cleared up. Efficiency would be key if they were to rescue Leon before the Spectres got out of school. "Perfect, we'll--"


"Leon?"


Cielo hadn't been looking where she was walking, and if it hadn't been for Solomon's..."question" she probably would have smacked into him. Instead her head whipped around and she nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw the giant towering over her. Embarrassingly enough, she even let out a little yelp. However, she recovered fast. "H-Hey, watch it!" she chirped, despite the fact she'd been the one who hadn't been looking where she was going. Solomon was...intimidating to say the least. Most people were taller than Cielo but Solomon was taller than everyone. So Cielo often felt a need to assert herself as equally capable around him...often being completely transparent in her need to overcompensate.


"It's none of your business!" she hurriedly answered, although it certainly was. However, if she and Keagan were gonna go on this mission without anyone's approval, she didn't want Solomon ratting them out or worse: trying to stop them. So she gave Keagan a panicked look before lying. "Ts-Tsu and Isaac want me and Keagan to rescue Leon from the Spectres! Right now! So that's what we're doing! Wh-What's with the third degree anyway!?" She'd assumed that everyone by now had heard about Leon but she was clearly mistaken. In addition to that, she wasn't a very good liar, she was already acting like she was being incriminated for something.


@RubyRose @Leaf Fi


Vaughn


Location: His car in the BCHS Parking Lot


Kickin' It With: Remy, Audence, & Steph

"I don't think Iris is going to like this version of peaches~" Vaughn chuckled mischievously and slyly said, "Maybe now that you know what you've been missing you can show her the way to the magical world of marijuana~" He was halfway joking but halfway not. He'd smoke out Iris anytime, all she had to do was ask. Then again...there isn't anyone he wouldn't smoke out. Except for Bolt, the weird kid. That guy really fucked up his vibe. He didn't hate the guy but he had no chill.


While they smoked the juicy ass dank, as Audence described it, Vaughn continued working on his new mask design while eagerly waiting for someone to answer his question. It took a while, but eventually, Remy pulled the trigger first, as a leader should. When he picked Iris, a grin as large as Audence's spread on Vaughn's face as well, but he stayed focused on his drawing. "Really?... Shit, man." Vaughn added, "I fucking knew you'd pick Iris. I fucking knew it."


It came time for Audence and at first the blonde dodged the question. "I'd just let whoever the hell's holdin' the gun to my head shoot." Vaughn leaned back, with a silly "quit bullshittin'" smile on his face and caught Audence's eyes...or I guess the hair where Audence's eyes are, in the mirror. He sucked his teeth and simply let out an airy "Bruh..." It took a second but Audence finally revealed who he'd date. Dale. Vaughn made a "not bad" face. "Wasn't expecting that," he admitted.


Then finally it was his turn. "How about you?" Vaughn hadn't even given the question any consideration for himself, he'd been too busy focusing on his drawing. Now that it was his turn his first inclination was also to dodge the question, but in a different way. As Audence sat up to get the joint from Remy, Vaughn turned around grinning. "Obviously, I'd date you Audie~" he teased, and quickly reached for the boy's stomach to tickle it quickly just to fuck with him.


Then he gave the question some serious thought. "Hmmmm..." he was interrupted when his phone buzzed in his pocket. Upon retrieval he saw Steph's name flashing on the screen and he idly mumbled, "Oh, it's Steph." Not realizing what he'd said, he corrected himself, "Wait no, I just meant...like...Steph's texting me." But then he thought about it for a little bit, grinned and then answered for real. "But actually, yeah, I'd date Steph." After that he skimmed her text message and a giggle fit ensued from both genuine hilarity and a tinge of terror. Unlike the other boys, he explained while he slooooowly texted Steph back, "I'd date Steph... because she... has like... a great ass... and she... might be able to... out-smoke me. Might." Multi-tasking is hard.

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Steph

them

bish where dafuq r u dont make me go fukin liam neeson on yo balls cause i will do that in a SECOND ps you got any of that peachy shit? that shit was good. give yo sugar momma some of dat loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove ;* ;* ;*

them

by the way, if you didn't get from the above, I'm beyond pissed. you have five seconds to reply or else babe xxx

me

bb plz can it wait? u know i got u bb. fuck next period lets dip and get lit?? :D ?? :D

@theglassangel @Danoram @Leaf Fi


Lizzy


Location: BCHS, wandering about


Kickin' It With: Evey & fuckbois

"Jesus, Evey, hang out with some hotter girls..." Again that one hit home. It wasn't like she wanted this particular fuckboi to find her attractive it's just... c'mon man. Not nice. However Evey came to her defense. "Only the hottest around! Kiss my ass and be off, bitches~" Pure poetry right there. Lizzy immediately perked up and returned to being Lanna with the spank. "Yeah, fuck off! AND GROW A BIGGER DICK, YA LOUSY BUNCHA BABY CARROTS!" Lizzy put the spoon between her legs and waggled it around like...well...a phallus as the fuckbois left.


Glad that those self-esteem ruining jerks had seen themselves out of their vicinity, Lizzy lent an ear to Evey's woes. It wasn't uncommon for Evey to become inexplicably sad but Lizzy was curious as to exactly why. Still, her current character would want to cheer her up, and Lanna The Fucking Banana was all about the turn up. And when you're a Cobra, girl time usually entails a bit of debauchery. "Fuck it Evey, lets do it all! FRUIT SALAD! FUCK MONDAYS!!" Lizzy took Evey's hands in her own and jumped up and down in circles roaring madly.


Lizzy nodded and backed off when Evey began to text. She spun her spoon idly before poking a random person passing by. "My SPOON is too big!" she growled with way more aggression than the declaration and the poor soul minding their own business deserved. "IT'S TOO BIG!" she shrieked as the student sped up to escape her. Lizzy giggled maniacally and said aloud, "It never gets old..." When Evey finished sending her text Lizzy hugged the girl from behind. "What's got a sexy bitch like you so down anyways? You can tell Lanna The Fucking Banana!" She swayed heavily and continued, "I mean, I know you got hurt and stuff but that shit happens my little lemon drop! Plus, Dr. Honeytoast fixed you up nice and good, right? You know what helps Lanna The Fucking Banana when she's upset?" Lizzy swung around in front of Evey and held her spoon out. "Take my mighty spoon...and shove it up someone's ass like a bumpy cucumber!"


@theglassangel


Glasper


Location: Black Cobra High, wandering about


Kickin' It With: Suzumaki, Steph, & Evey

The look on Suzumaki's face said it all. This was totally happening. Impromptu birthday party on a Monday night? Fuck yeah, who cares. Glasper laughed softly as Suzumaki tripped over her words. He got the gist of what she wanted, and nodded when she got in front of him. "I'll text her right away," he said happily. He took out his phone, and fucking perfect timing, he got a text from Evey. Scared out of his mind he dropped the damn thing. He gasped dramatically and picked it up swiftly. Thank God for shock absorbent phone cases.


Glasper stared at the phone screen, you could practically hear his heart beating heavily as he carefully pressed his finger against the screen and read the text. And there it was. He'd been expecting "Hey lets never kiss again" or "We need to talk" or even worse...something vague like "Hey..." But no, it was an invitation to hang out after school. It seemed so casual, so normal, Glasper couldn't help but laugh with nervous relief. Then he figured he should text back in the same tone, but he began to overthink what he should say, and how he should say it. Should I use an emoticon? She used an emoticon I should use an emoticon. I just have to be natural.


Before he could send his message he was suddenly ensnared by Steph. "Well, well, well! What do we have here, hmmmm?~" Glasper stammered, "H-Hi Steph!" and shoved his phone in his pocket to keep her wandering eyes away from Evey's text out of sheer paranoia. Her inquiries about last night and the way she looked at him instantly made him think she knew his secret too. "N-Nothing happened last night! A-Aside from a fight with the Tigers is all! Nothing else! Just a fight with the Tigers a-and if you've heard anything else it's probably just rumor and conjecture! But maybe not because...because...I was so wrapped up in the fight I-I-I don't know what happened in um...in um...elsewhere. Things may or may not have happened... elsewhere." Time to be quiet now Glasper. The dark haired boy nervously reached for his phone again to shoot Evey a reply. Weirdly enough, the possibility of Stephanie reading his text actually made it easier for him to come off as casual. "Are you busy tonight, Steph?" he asked. Really, he was going to end up texting everybody, even though he knew the smaller their group was for sushi, the better. That is, if they wanted good east side sushi and not shitty south side sushi.

Evey

them

heyyy, what's up? :3 wanna meet @ funworld after school?

me

hi :3 actually around dinner time i'm planning on taking suz out for sushi for her birthday. do you wanna go cake shopping with me? i was going to ask lizzy to get drinks and stuff for a kickback tonight too

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@Danoram @Leaf Fi @theglassangel


Asad


Location: 7/11 Convenient Store, near Red Spectre High


Kickin' It With: Allie, Aya, & Jurriaan

Wow. When Asad decided to casually steal from a 7/11 this afternoon, he hadn't been expecting the Nerd Avengers to show up. He was ever so slightly impressed but more annoyed when the Bike Hero refused to back down. "No, fiend. You're messing with the wrong hero." Stepping right in front of him, Asad looked down at the girl and glared through the emotionless visor that was his helmet. "Pft. Your funeral," He raised his arm as if to deliver a downward swipe but he was caught off guard by a foot to the face.


"FUCKING ASSHOLE!!" The force of the kick didn't really hurt, thanks to his helmet, but the shock was enough to send him crashing into the counter. Bracing his back against it from the ground, he studied the new girl. "Who the fuck are you!?" he yelled angrily. "Honestly...so annoying. At least tell me you guys are aware you're from the same fucking gang..." Asad's eyes widened under his helmet. "You two are Spectres? Holy fuck, with every passing day I regret joining you dweebs. This takes the fucking cake, though! Gangsters my ass!" Asad was less than social with the other Spectres and really only knew Jason and Miles by name. Everyone else he only knew by face, and he preferred to keep it that way. Cryptic's statement that she was entitled to free ramen earned her a middle finger from Asad, clearly visible through the translucent red blade on his arm. "Cryptic can go fuck herself!" he spat venomously.


Ready to take on both of them, he rolled out of the way in time to dodge Allie's headbutt. "You're mine!" he was about to kick her shins and destroy her footing from the ground but yet another dweeb joined the fray. Again...he didn't see this coming. Everything went dark and he felt the back of his head slam against the ground. Once again, thank God for that helmet. It became quickly apparent that someone was on top of him. The element of surprise caused his blades to disappear, so he was stuck clawing at the mysterious third person. For some reason though, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pry him off.


This was downright humiliating and Asad had been reduced to less vowels and more incoherent and rage filled growls. Two things this third person said caught his attention: the police were coming and his balls were in danger. "If we're all Spectres then we're ALL FUCKED if the police show up JACKASSES!" he roared underneath his helmet as he struggled to his feet. He wasn't concerned about his balls because well...when one expects to get into street fights regularly one learns to wear a cup everyday.


Asad finally managed to stand up, and he and Jurriaan looked as stupid as you could imagine. At this point the cashier was confused about whether he should be laughing or not while these kids wrecked this 7/11 for like...the 9th time since he'd started working here. "Get OFF! You little! BITCH!" Asad blindly thrashed Jurriaan's body against everything he could: freezers full of drinks, shelves full of snacks, the Slurpee machine, the other heroes, everything.


@theglassangel @NyxNightmare @Leaf Fi

 

[NyxNightmare]

■ Organization: White Tigers ■ Rank: Member ■

Just when things were getting juicy, a voice crept up from behind the man. Clicking his tongue with irritation, Spade turned to face the womanly figure. Foxglove. The devious vixen that seemed to have any normal man and woman wrapped around her finger. Fortunately for Spade he was no ordinary man, though he never passed up an opportunity to play right into her game. Guiltily sighing,




"Ahh, cat's out of the bag. Shot on the spot."


(You've caught me)




At her alluring comment, he leaned away from his comfortable spot along the wall, moving closer so he towered over the petite woman. With a smirk he pressed Olivia back, trapping the fine princess.




"Oh? Ich kann irgendetwas für ein schönes und kluges Mädchen wie Sie."


(Oh? I can do anything for a beautiful and clever girl like you.)




Planting a kiss upon her forehead, he drew away from her, announcing louder so Emilia and Jeddedia would definitely hear,




"Now Olivia, rabbits don't appreciate being snuck up on. How rude, but so like you, cunning fox."




Spade turned and casted her a mischievous smile. He would be playing her game by his own rules. Odds are the couple upon the bleachers knew he had been there as well, but he didn't care, nor did it matter. The point was teasing Olivia right back.




"Ah. Now the spotlight has dimmed, you two really shouldn't flaunt your feathers in public. The bleachers? Rabbit in a hat! Forbidden fruit! "


(Well no the fun is ruined. You two really shouldn't be all lovey dovey in public. The bleachers? How scandalous, how magnificent.)

■ Organization: Red Spectres ■ Rank: Member ■

Certainly things had not gone as she had planned. Not in the least. Aya only wanted some fucking ramen. Now the police would be involved and then what? Jason might be down their throats for this. Was Blood Knight always this mouthy? Was the Bike Hero always this nerdy? Was there always a spectre member more adorable than Miles? Aya had recalled Knuffel, but hadn't actually met the guy in person yet. For the life of her she couldn't remember his actual name. Now that he was in front of her, well, more accurately on top of Blood Knight, her eyes couldn't help but glow.




Is this really a guy? He's more feminine than Miles...




She had to resist the urge to string her arms around him, much like she did with the second in command. She didn't know why, perhaps she found feminine guys to be very moe, and despite her eerie personality, she was attracted to moe things.




"Eh? Cryptic thinks Knuffel is way cuter in person."




She was completely unfocused on the actual situation at hand. Wandering pedestrians in the store were already snapping pictures and video of the speculation. However, it was Blood Knight's harsh retort that caught Aya's attention. Normally hearing such words from your idol would hurt, but they only fueled her interest in him more.




"If we're all Spectres then we're ALL FUCKED if the police show up JACKASSES!"

Aya let out a short, bitter laugh underneath her scarf, lifting her left sleeve up and taking her bladed fan in her right hand. With a quick slice of her own flesh, the blood spattered onto the floor. Bringing her hands up, she lifted the droplets into the air, forming them into thin blades. Directing them at customer's phones and the store's security cameras, shattering the devices. Without any physical evidence, pinpointing their existance would be more difficult for the police if they did show up. Turning to the Blood Knight, he was flailing around with Knuffel, and the sight was hilarious; quite moe. However, she was seriously pissed off about her destroyed ramen. Aya was anything but for justice. She was selfish and thrill seeking. The only justice she served was for herself. She envied the Bike Hero a bit, being so confident in her convictions. Aya would never be able to turn her back on all the sins she committed. All was left was to drown in them. Using words of ownership meant she was serious.




"You destroyed my lunch. "




She spoke to Blood Knight, motioning towards the crumbled instant noodle bowl.




"That's one more crime to add to your list. But before you go calling us jackasses, make sure you know exactly who you are dealing with."




Turning to the Bike Hero, her eyes narrowed slightly.




"We should get out of here. People are gathering outside."




Her voice wavered, one might think she was getting nervous, but an experienced person would know she was teetering on the brink of insanity, giving in to her temptation; her unpredictable nature; the exact nature that caused her to kill those two Blue Dragons the night before. She didn't favor adding to the current caos, not here. No, the time wasn't right.

■ Organization: Blue Dragons ■ Rank: Healer ■

The young girl felt as if she may pass out at any given moment. It was a miracle Vixa had managed to make it to Tsu. Not paying attention to who the leader was with, she almost fell over. Yet she felt warm, comforting arms holding her up. After catching her breath she finally told the dragon leader what she had literally stumbled upon this morning. She stuttered her words, tears filling up her eyes. She loved healing others, keeping them safe even if it meant her own downfall. Her hair was messed up from running, her cheeks red from the exhaustion and weeping.




"W-Who would do such a thing?? They were new members too...they hadn't even experienced life in the gang."




Her eyes flickered over to the man who had been near all along.

Zhi? Was he always here?

She had wanted to keep this information between Tsu and her, but now that was too late. Wiping her tears with her sweater sleeve, she tried to compose herself. Death wasn't uncommon for her, for sometimes a gang members injuries were far too large to sustain. Yet, these two members were brutally slaughtered, sliced and diced like cubed fruit!



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@SirBlazeALot @Leaf Fi @Danoram @RubyRose @theglassangel


(I was a bit rushed today so sorry if it's meh x.x)

 

[Bedbae]

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Jason - Red Spectres (Leader)

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Location: RSHS Roof>Field>Heading to Plug


With: Melony (Cato, Sean and Archie mentioned)
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Lunch wasn't over and Jason was obviously in no hurry. He didn't have anything to do if he headed out to Survivor but school was just to boring. If anything, his lack of attendance was the major reason he was failing fifth period. Either way, he was definitely not staying after lunch. I wonder if the plug got somethin' good? He had at least over two hours before school was officially over.


"Huh? Oh, well the bell hasn't rang so I'm not leaving yet but if you want to go, go ahead," he calmly let Melony know. He didn't like having her around him whenever he went to get some illegal substances. It was too risky and therefore he didn't let her know. Jason followed his sentence by messaging his man. "I might head out soon actually. I gotta pick up somethin'."


He proceeded by checking his phone to receive a message. He looked at Melony and smiled, "Guess soon already arrived, I'll see you later." Jason left the roof and headed down the flight of stairs. He jogged across the football field, passing Cato, Sean and Archie and jumped over the fence. His presence then vanished as he turned the corner.

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XTC

me

Yo

me

I'll drop by in 15 if you cool with that

them

Aight, I'm runnin low so I don't got everything

@RubyRose @Danoram @theglassangel

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Diana - Blue Dragons

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Location: Hallway

With: Lyre, Nixon

​

The flower search made Diana think of buying some for herself. It wasn't going to be Plumerias. No, if anything she'd stop by to buy some Magnolia flowers. Pink and white Magnolia on her bedroom window sill sounded like a delightful idea, a beautiful view anytime.


She looked dumbfounded, standing there with a blank expression. At the sound of Lyre's voice, Diana resumed to the present. "You don't have to go now if you want to stay like that for the next few hours. As for the wish maker, it would be ideal for them to present the flowers themselves. Like you said, it's more meaningful." Nixon seemed to agree as well. As for his question, Diana thought about it. She was acing the next class and the Magnolia flowers really caught her attention. "I guess I'll join but I have to be here before fourth period starts."





@RubyRose @Danoram

 

[hosaki]

Russ Coleman

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Location: South District


Interacting with: Oliver (@RubyRose) and Iris (@NyxNightmare)


Now that Russ was outside, he wondered if this mission would be as easy as he had initially thought it'd be. Early afternoon, weak light from the January sun, and clear streets near the school meant badly defined shadows. Which meant he actually had to walk and do stuff if he was to physically accompany Iris. One hand rubbed the back of his neck in a sign of annoyance as he gave a defeated sigh. Yes. Yes, it was a huge inconvenience. This whole shebang just wasn't his style: if a fight broke out, his blow darts would do fuck all without the element of surprise. Why had Iris specifically asked them for help? It made more sense if she went with Remiel. He was pretty sure that any diplomatic mission needed the team leader present to come off as genuine. Hm. Maybe that was why Russ wasn't leader material. The boy shrugged, settling for indifference.


If there was anybody he was particularly worried about, it was Oliver who was still recovering from his cold -- not the best time to venture into hostile gang territory.


"Take it easy, 'kay?"


With a glance at Iris, he effortlessly slipped into the shadow of the school building once again, emerging in a dark narrow alleyway several blocks ahead of the group. This was his element. Why walk if he could just shadow travel? This way he could help and stay out of trouble. A win all around.

Spoiler

Guys

them

Change of plans. Meet you at the rear gates in ten.

me

scouting ahead

me

where we going?

Hayley Fang

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Location: The Survivor


Interacting with: Leon (@Danoram) and anyone currently in the building


Fucking New Year's Eve. It was when all the drunk loners made her life a living hell, though she did have to thank them for their business. There was the bookstore owner drinking himself silly in his shop, a poor harassed boy with a giggling lady draped over him, a bunch of geeks hosting their anime night, a sleaze who she'd ended up kneeing in the balls, a woman having a dance party alone… And she had to drive back and forth every time because the noodles would go soggy if they weren't freshly made.


Hayley let a yawn break her intense look of concentration as she checked her brother's temperature again. Even a fever didn't stop this loudmouth from rambling on and on, and he'd adamantly refused to take any of the cough syrup until she'd bribed him with some candy. If only he would clamp his mouth shut like that when she slipped out for some alone time on the weekends. The brat. She stared at his obnoxious face for a moment before affectionately pinching his nose. The boy snorted in his sleep.


Her watch told her it was a little over noon. She stood up, her stiff joints giving a satisfying crack. It was time to check up on their new prisoner. She'd dropped by the Survivor during early morning as she was prone to do, and had gotten the whole story from one of the new recruits. In her opinion, he was a bit overly enthusiastic about what basically amounted to a kidnapping. Vlad and the others had abducted the boy solely for petty revenge, it seemed to her. What the hell were they going to do with a fish-man mutation? There was also nobody to look after him; Fishboy would die like his predecessor if he only had Archie and Keimi as his caretakers. Thus, she made up her mind to take on the job herself.


The base was only a few minutes away by moped and the building soon loomed into view. Hayley expertly parked the vehicle to the side of the building before sauntering into the Survivor.


"Hey, I hope you don't only eat goldfish…"

 

[RubyRose]

Peyton aka Twist - Leaving Black Cobra High - Stalking Iris, Russ, and Oliver

What is Iris up to? Peyton questioned as she followed and watched as the second met up with Oliver and Russ at the gates and they were leaving the school? Peyton glanced back at the school, concealing herself in a section of shadow while she thought about her options. Iris had told her to continue doing what she was doing but to leave the school for this game? Her face scrunched a bit as she thought and she realized that she had already made up her mind with her simple rule of 'Play the Game until the Game Ends.' Well, missing a day of school probably wouldn't destroy her... besides, it really wouldn't be the first time her games have led her to miss school. So she watched and waited while Iris, Oliver, and Russ made it through the fences and away from the school before quickly following in their wake. The game was now more interesting because on top of not being caught by Iris, she also had the added challenge of not being seen by Oliver or Russ and at the same time she had to make sure to keep up with them because losing them would mean game over, Peyton loses.


@NyxNightmare @BlueInPassing


Oliver aka Onyx - Leaving Black Cobra High - With Iris & Russ

Oliver was confused by Iris' flushed cheeks and her stammering. From what he'd seen of the woman she always seemed so cold and composed but perhaps this was because he didn't know her. First impressions could sometimes be misleading, after all. He shook his head in response, another cough tickling in his throat preventing him from answering for a long moment. At least it was coughing, and not sneezing... when he had allergies or any other reason to sneeze sometimes he couldn't control his webbing... it led to interesting consequences; usually people tangled in web and snot. Definitely not a lovely sight.


Oliver watched as Iris became more of her in control self and watched as she gracefully escaped school grounds. He never really had any issue with this because he could climb most things with ease but it was interesting watching those without his capabilities get around such obstacles. He followed quickly and quietly after her, using a little of his chi to stick to the to stick to the gate and climb over, jumping off the top of the fence which probably wasn't the best idea since his legs didn't hold him and he landed with his face in the dirt. He scrambled back to his feet, face a little scraped and cheeks flushed from shame but otherwise okay.


"Where are we going?" Oliver inquired with a quiet voice, as if now that they were outside of the fence any loud noise might alert their teachers to the escape. Even though his rough landing hadn't been even the slightest bit quiet. He followed obediently after Iris as they headed out, wondering what her plan was to need himself and Russ on her side.


@NyxNightmare @BlueInPassing


Jasper aka Noose - White Tiger High - Student Council Room with Tara and Del

The tone of Tara's voice -so very beseeching and apologetic- had Jasper looking more resolutely at his notebook. She may have been using the term in jest yet it left him uneasy; he didn't want to be referred to that way. Of course she pulled out a guilt card, on top of that, though Jaspar wasn't entirely sure if she was correct about them being able to make a bet without her. She may have been their witness but in a lot of senses it wasn't necessary because Jasper believed the Tigers to have been victors. And then she said please, and Jasper knew he was going to give in because the guy just can't say no to Tara when she was really hoping for something. Jasper found himself questioning why he didn't trust her to not make a fool of him... certainly a fellow tiger wouldn't attempt to ruin his reputation by making him do something ridiculous, right?


Delson's follow up actually irritated Jasper. He didn't appreciate being spoken down to like that. He wasn't a child, and it disgusted him to hear his name mangled in such a way. Face pulling a look of disgust, unable to stop himself, he made sure to keep his head ducked so that he hopefully hid the unpleasant expression. When Del switched his toon to be supportive of Jasper's earlier denial, Jasper really did look up at the guy, expression a bit cold and stony. "Though you can almost be in two places at once when you teleport fast enough, you cannot take both sides without being traitor to one." He said before he turned his gaze on Tara. "If you swear not to use that terminology in reference to me in the future, I will consent to agreeing to your terms." He said and prayed that he wasn't making a mistake with this.


"Who do we go to to discover who has won this bet?" Jasper inquired, thinking of their leader possibly, or one of the other Tigers that may have been in the battle. Jasper's less then friendly demeanor now was largely due to Del's childish way of speaking to him, and he actually didn't notice the difference himself but his expression was chilled and his posture was closed, arms folded over his chest, journal balanced in his lap as he gazed at Del and Tara, waiting for an answer and wondering who would come out winner in this.


@SirBlazeALot @Danoram


Jeddidia aka NightShade 'Shade'- White Tiger High - Baseball Bleachers with Emelia (and Spec, Olivia)

Jed couldn't help but scoff at Emelia's textbook answer. He had meant it to be a rhetorical question, and couldn't stop his eyes from rolling up skyward as if the heaven's would help him deal with the nuisance currently at his side. After a moment, he calmed and grinned over at Emelia as the girl pulled away from him. Well, at least he was making her uneasy. And it was fairly amusing; she was starting to make up for the irritation she had dropped on him.


"That didn't sound poetic at all, babe." Jed said with a pout as if it disappointed him to hear it, purposely not paying vocal notice or any other observation to the fact that Emelia had mostly pulled away from him. He kept his arm where it was, though; she had allowed it to stay and it wasn't like Jed wanted to make her hate him. He was just having his fun since she was being so very awkward. "I'd have expected you to word it more like... 'Space is a bubble of intimacy around every individual, and you can either destroy the bubble with unwanted contact or you can be allowed in and share that terribly vulnerable space.'" Jed made up on the spot. "Speaking of which, have I destroyed that bubble? I didn't mean to, if I did; you were the first one to almost sit in my lap so I found that invitation too good to resist." Jed teased with a very mischievous smirk.


It was fun getting under Emelia's skin since she always seemed so well put together all the time. Her perfectly done hair and piercing gaze, that would give away to giggles and quotes when around the trumpet playing nuisance, was amusing to observe from a distance. But it seemed whenever she interacted with him she became this nervous wreck which greatly annoyed Jed. He didn't really care if she was comfortable around him, just that if she was going to take up his time not to waste it by being a childish, stammering school girl. Tigers were better then that. Jed had also heard another pair of voices but he paid them no mind. He wasn't doing anything wrong and as for public displays, he was teasing a cute girl... not undressing her. So he felt he was perfectly allowed to do as he was without scrutiny. For gods sake they weren't even kissing. Which Jed didn't find a disgusting public display, either, though it annoyed him when people kissed in front of him.


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Keagan aka Oogie Boogie 'Oogie' - Leaving Blue Dragon High - Pestering Cielo, Solomon is also there

Keagan wasn't really expecting a reply.. in face he felt dumb after having said that the way he had. He should have just said they'd be out... though they probably won't be. He wasn't entirely sure anymore... but anyway he was glad when Cielo smoothly skimmed over it and skipped right to the meat of the conversation. Flinching at Cielo's sharp response, he gave her a slightly wounded expression before moving his gaze to Stanley, unsure what to say and trying to ignore how red his face was turning. He opened his mouth to mutter that he knew they wouldn't be there at the same time when she very firmly told him he wouldn't be going into her room either. Which explained to him that they would be stopping at both houses... which, now that he thought about it, made more sense.


"O-Oh, sorry. Thought your parents were home. Or something." He said uncertainly as he focused on Stanley, almost tripping over a chair in the process. A hulking presence caught Keagan's attention and he glanced up in time to Cielo just about run into Solomon. Though Keagan tried not to be intimidated by anyone, he was very respectful of Solomon's size and tried to behave himself whenever the man was around. When Solomon was near Keagan had an idea of how his little bug friends felt... the man looked like he could squash him if Solomon had the desire to.


Keagan nodded at Cielo's quick explanation, finding it terribly unlucky that they had run into the man and needed to explain. This could get them into a lot of trouble later. His gaze flickered to Cielo, and he was reminded why it would be absolutely worth it by her 'tough' way of speaking. She really could be inspiring when she stood up to people who were so much larger.


"We're going to be late if we don't leave right now." Keagan said when Cielo asked her question, making as if to just go around Solomon. "So if you don't mind Solomon, we'll catcha later. We can talk then, and you can hear about our successful mission." Keagan said with a forced smile. Stanley just waved his antennae and began the trek from Keagan's hand up his arm to stand on his shoulder. The beetle gazed at the very large human, but was not afraid because the man's presence did not give off danger... at least the beetle didn't interpret it as dangerous.

Spoiler: Stanley the Iridescent Beetle -I just... Stanley is gorgeous so I'm gonna keep this here til Stanley isn't hanging around Keagan [/COLOR

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Lyre aka Genie - Blue Dragon High - Chatting with Nixon & Diana

The switching signals between Nixon and Diana, the go or stay, was painfully perplexing. Lyre wasn't entirely sure what she should do. Diana was a trusted strategist and if she said that there was enough time... Lyre was leaning towards going and getting that done, and hoping that the wish would be done by giving the wisher the flowers they had requested.


Finding her hand in Nixon's, Lyre couldn't help a small smile curve her mouth. It was nice having someone that didn't change just because she was in her wish granting form. Lyre was more or less used to the odd looks she got when she was, but to have a friend like Nixon who would ask her about it but mostly just tease and joke and be generally playful as he always was, despite her being that way, was nice. And Diana's concern and readiness to help was also nice... Lyre was very grateful for her gang family. She was glad at the thought of just getting the flowers would hopefully fulfill the wish. While Nixon asked Diana if she was coming, Lyre puzzled over why it sounded familiar.





"We won't take long, unless we run across those flowers that would vanish us." Lyre said, still puzzling over the nagging at the back of her mind... And then she recalled the story. She had read it so long ago yet it had made so little sense to her that it hadn't really stuck in her mind. "Don't worry Nixon, I'd come and save you if you are vanished away by any flowers." She teased, squeezing his hand playfully and knocking her shoulder into his. "You too, Diana. Have you read the story 'What Came of Picking Flowers'?"


With that Lyre began heading out of the school, hoping the flower shop wasn't too far away. "That was such an odd story, Nixon... they never explained why it was flowers that vanished them in the version I've read. Do you know why it was flowers? Was the story just trying to tell people not to pick flowers?"


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Melony aka Silent Melody 'Mel' - Red Spectre High - Outside Math & Science Classroom

Wondering what sort of thing Jason would be picking up, Melony's brow furrowed as she headed back to the classroom. She, of course, trusted Jason and was nothing more then curious. There wasn't a question of doubt in her mind; she wouldn't consider even for a moment what Jason was actually up to. Sighing, she decided to stay outside though she did leave the roof. Leaning against the outter wall of the Math & Science room, she pulled out her notebook and began making observations on the students that passed by her. Noting different walks, the subtle shade differences in hair colors, who noticed her sitting there and who did not... she turned her lunch into a very productive people watching experiment.


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Sean aka Arena - Red Spectre High - Hangin' with Cato and Archie

"Yeah! I'd really love to, Cato!" Sean said, excitement bubbling at the chance to hang out with one of the cool gang members. Like Sean liked all of the Spectres; he's a kid that just likes people. But Cato was someone that Sean had labeled as 'cool guy' and it meant the world to really be able to spend time with the blonde. Though he felt bad for Archie because of Cato interrupting his sleep. Surprised when Cato just took his shirt off out of the blue, Sean couldn't help but compare what he knew his rather flabby middle looked like to Cato's... and he felt very pathetic indeed. But you can't have attractive people without having unattractive people. If everyone had Cato's chiseled body, then it wouldn't be quite as spectacular. Though Sean planned to be that well built some day.


As Archie spoke, Sean found himself staring a bit blankly at the guy, vague smile in place as he tried to figure out what the man was saying. He was pretty sure he gave Sean's grandpa a compliment when he had tried some of the sushi, but he become completely confused by the flirty smile later on and the question. He had no idea what Archie was asking and just stared at him with that blank 'I have no idea what you're saying, but I'm smiling anyway' expression. It didn't seem to matter and Sean was wondering if it had even been a question or Sean had assumed it because of Archie's accent, when he spoke to Cato instead. "Aw, I can box! Sorta... I'll help too!" It wasn't even a little true about Sean knowing how to box but he'd learn. He didn't want to be left out.


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((Eliza's practicin' her trumpet, Donni's chillin' on the Bleachers, Umm is in the cafeteria, and Dale is still at home sleeping off the bad evening))