Academy of Villains: Now With 200% More Multiverse [IC]

[The Klausians]

"You're not in a position to really argue," Zalae responded. "I would like it, Mr. Lepida, if you would just cooperate. You're company, Mrs. Smith, has already applied to join the airship, unless I'm mistaken. I believe that Nyctalis here would come with me as well. And for the school, and aircraft? The aircraft, was in fact, not the one you were following, as it is coated with stealth-enhancing materials. It houses a special school, known as the Academy of Villains. There is a safehouse the school has provided around here, and in it is an experimental teleporter that is one hundred percent safe to use." Not necessarily true.

Millosm's eyes widened. "Academy of Villains? The Academy of Villains? It's actually for real? I haven't been searching for it in vain?" He let out a stressed chuckle. "And here I thought I was hallucinating when I heard about it.." His slight smile would fade, and his expression turned into a more thought filled one. "Unless I'm hallucinating now.." He sighed. "Just roll with it Milo.." He turned to the woman, apparently the Mrs. Smith the man refereed to, and gave her a doubtful look. "You signed up for the Academy of Villains?" His left eyebrow raised. "You don't look very villainous.." He let out another chuckle and a sly smile.

[Charlia]

Mercury

"Leave me alone! I don't want to die again!" shouted Mercury, struggling against the vines. There were tears in her eyes now, because she really had no way to prove that she hadn't done anything wrong. "What do you want? Money? My gadgets? I'll give it to you, just leave me alone..."

"I only wanted someone to love," Poppy hissed. "But you! You took her from me! What do I want now?! I want you out of the way. So it can be just her and me again... forever..."

She gently placed the berries on the tip of Mercury's tongue.

"Now, darling," she said coldly, "just... swallow."

[Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena]

"Woah, woah woah, let's not be too hasty now.." He said as he took a few steps toward the man, his left index finger pointed to him. "What is this about a safehouse? For whom? And a teleporter.. An experimental teleporter??" He would look between the three with a look of bewilderment painted on his face. He would look back to the man and cross his arms. "We will not be going anywhere until you explain yourself and what exactly is going on. You can start by explaining the aircraft. Or possibly this school you mentioned.. Both are at the top of a good sized list of things that need to be explained."

"You're not in a position to really argue," Zalae responded. "I would like it, Mr. Lepida, if you would just cooperate. You're company, Mrs. Smith, has already applied to join the airship, unless I'm mistaken. I believe that Nyctalis here would come with me as well. And for the school, and aircraft? The aircraft, was in fact, not the one you were following, as it is coated with stealth-enhancing materials. It houses a special school, known as the Academy of Villains. There is a safehouse the school has provided around here, and in it is an experimental teleporter that is one hundred percent safe to use." Not necessarily true.

Iscalis corrects Zalae quietly. "Iscalis. Not Nyctalis. My name is Iscalis." She's wandered away a bit, and is currently standing a ways off, covered in grackles and ravens. None of them seem to care about the snake.

[Galnius]

"You're not in a position to really argue," Zalae responded. "I would like it, Mr. Lepida, if you would just cooperate. You're company, Mrs. Smith, has already applied to join the airship, unless I'm mistaken. I believe that Nyctalis here would come with me as well. And for the school, and aircraft? The aircraft, was in fact, not the one you were following, as it is coated with stealth-enhancing materials. It houses a special school, known as the Academy of Villains. There is a safehouse the school has provided around here, and in it is an experimental teleporter that is one hundred percent safe to use." Not necessarily true.

Millosm's eyes widened. "Academy of Villains? The Academy of Villains? It's actually for real? I haven't been searching for it in vain?" He let out a stressed chuckle. "And here I thought I was hallucinating when I heard about it.." His slight smile would fade, and his expression turned into a more thought filled one. "Unless I'm hallucinating now.." He sighed. "Just roll with it Milo.." He turned to the woman, apparently the Mrs. Smith the man refereed to, and gave her a doubtful look. "You signed up for the Academy of Villains?" His left eyebrow raised. "You don't look very villainous.." He let out another chuckle and a sly smile.

"Ms Smith, Ms." She corrected scoldingly. "I am happily unmarried, and am hardly if the age to do so anyway." After her mild correction, she sighed. "They find me out, so I don't have much of a choice. My pride is tarnished..."

[Kingdom of Irhk]

His process of blending in was going rather well. As he talked, he organized the information he got methodically in his mind.

"I hope that you don't mind if I take off this mask, Ms. Engawa."

And then, with a touch in a pressure point near his ear, the mask loosened up. He took it off, revealing a face that could be called handsome by some people, even with the scar over the left eye.

"That's better. Well, thanks for the invite and for the clarification about your very particular and interesting abilities, Ms. Engawa. Do you need any help hanging your painting?"

"It is not often that I deem one worth inviting to my room, but you're an interesting sort. This painting is not dry yet though, so it will remain in situ for now." She moved to easel to face the window so the sunlight could reach it. "That should take only a few more minutes to be ready. Now, Where did you get that scar from?"

"And it's not often that I deem one worthy of seeing me without the mask. But you're also an interesting sort. And the scar....well, shortening a long story, I was fighting against a man who was supposedly unarmed. Turns out that the fight was a setup, and the guy wasn't unarmed. He grabbed a cleaver that some of his friends threw to help him and gave me this scar. I was young, 15 or 16 years. And let's just say that his friends found out that you shouldn't let me get near blades."

The story itself wasn't a lie. Back at his dimension, in a way to gather up more money, Shadow infiltrated a high earnings underground fighting club as an "independent". He managed to get to the finals against a fighter supported by three different crime organizations. They cheated, throwing a blade in the cage as a way of getting past the rules that were against competitors entering the cage armed. In the end, Shadow disarmed and killed the man, winning a good amount of money and crippling the operation of the families in one hit.

[Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena]

"Sorrow's... my real name, but not a family name. I wasn't banned, exactly..." Why am I telling this guy about myself? Why am I doing this... Sorrow puts a gloved hand on his fabric-covered throat. His mask shifts an almost invisible amount.

Ananias lounged apathetically, manipulating Sorrow's senses at random. "Interesting, interesting. So what do people do here? My first three days were quite dull. Any suggestions?"

Sorrow stands very still, trying to force himself to ignore the fact that his vision is red and a pipe sound is playing in his head. "I don't know what people do here. I've been trying to avoid people, mostly." He removes his hand, and that causes his mask to fall off completely. He freezes for a second. Regular scars line his face, each about an inch apart, though his eyes are left completely alone. His blood goes hot and cold, and the pipe sound that he knows is caused by pain fades away. He falls to his knees, unsteady, and suddenly sees everything distortedly. Is it something near me? Perhaps I can scare it off.
Shadows begin to climb the walls, and blood wells around his cuts, disappearing as it touches the air. Red light flickers around him.

[Unified Free Lands]

Mercury

"Leave me alone! I don't want to die again!" shouted Mercury, struggling against the vines. There were tears in her eyes now, because she really had no way to prove that she hadn't done anything wrong. "What do you want? Money? My gadgets? I'll give it to you, just leave me alone..."

"I only wanted someone to love," Poppy hissed. "But you! You took her from me! What do I want now?! I want you out of the way. So it can be just her and me again... forever..."

She gently placed the berries on the tip of Mercury's tongue.

"Now, darling," she said coldly, "just... swallow."

"You don't own her," Mercury blurted out, before realizing that was the wrong thing to say. She tried to close her mouth without swallowing the berries, but she was still being overpowered. She hoped that Saira would say something to confirm that this was all a misunderstanding.

[Arstotzkas]

Gemini skips through the hallway, looking for her next victim, friend that she could make. After having a rather pleasant conversation with Meire three days ago, she hadn't really talked to anyone else, or gotten used to the school that well.. Gemini spots Melanie in the hallway, and quickly taps her on the shoulder cheerfully saying "Hello! My name is Gemini! What's your name?"


Oliver

Oliver stands on the deck of the ship, wind blowing through his hair. It was a pretty cold day, although he didn't really notice, he was too distracted by his thoughts. He sighs, reflecting on the events of three days prior, his mind thinking about Justice. Spotting a teacher next to him, he politely says to Zamiel "Nice day eh?"

[Kractero]

"You're not in a position to really argue," Zalae responded. "I would like it, Mr. Lepida, if you would just cooperate. You're company, Mrs. Smith, has already applied to join the airship, unless I'm mistaken. I believe that Nyctalis here would come with me as well. And for the school, and aircraft? The aircraft, was in fact, not the one you were following, as it is coated with stealth-enhancing materials. It houses a special school, known as the Academy of Villains. There is a safehouse the school has provided around here, and in it is an experimental teleporter that is one hundred percent safe to use." Not necessarily true.

Iscalis corrects Zalae quietly. "Iscalis. Not Nyctalis. My name is Iscalis." She's wandered away a bit, and is currently standing a ways off, covered in grackles and ravens. None of them seem to care about the snake.

"Yes...sorry Iscalis," Zalae said apologetically. "I haven't got much sleep lately. I should've thought before I spoke though."

Millosm's eyes widened. "Academy of Villains? The Academy of Villains? It's actually for real? I haven't been searching for it in vain?" He let out a stressed chuckle. "And here I thought I was hallucinating when I heard about it.." His slight smile would fade, and his expression turned into a more thought filled one. "Unless I'm hallucinating now.." He sighed. "Just roll with it Milo.." He turned to the woman, apparently the Mrs. Smith the man refereed to, and gave her a doubtful look. "You signed up for the Academy of Villains?" His left eyebrow raised. "You don't look very villainous.." He let out another chuckle and a sly smile.

"Ms Smith, Ms." She corrected scoldingly. "I am happily unmarried, and am hardly if the age to do so anyway." After her mild correction, she sighed. "They find me out, so I don't have much of a choice. My pride is tarnished..."

His reaction to her was different. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Iscalis saw him without his mask. He shrugged. "No difference."

"You're not in a position to really argue," Zalae responded. "I would like it, Mr. Lepida, if you would just cooperate. You're company, Mrs. Smith, has already applied to join the airship, unless I'm mistaken. I believe that Nyctalis here would come with me as well. And for the school, and aircraft? The aircraft, was in fact, not the one you were following, as it is coated with stealth-enhancing materials. It houses a special school, known as the Academy of Villains. There is a safehouse the school has provided around here, and in it is an experimental teleporter that is one hundred percent safe to use." Not necessarily true.

Millosm's eyes widened. "Academy of Villains? The Academy of Villains? It's actually for real? I haven't been searching for it in vain?" He let out a stressed chuckle. "And here I thought I was hallucinating when I heard about it.." His slight smile would fade, and his expression turned into a more thought filled one. "Unless I'm hallucinating now.." He sighed. "Just roll with it Milo.." He turned to the woman, apparently the Mrs. Smith the man refereed to, and gave her a doubtful look. "You signed up for the Academy of Villains?" His left eyebrow raised. "You don't look very villainous.." He let out another chuckle and a sly smile.

"Yes, it is real," Zalae responded, getting up. "There's a while to walk to get there. You might need the exercise, anyway."

"It's an Academy. It doesn't matter if she doesn't seem fit to be a villain."

[Unified Free Lands]

Justice

After informing Pat that it would be fine to call her Mistress, Justice explained that as far as jobs went, she mainly wanted him to do her studying for her. She then suggested that it would be fine for him to sleep next to her. "There might be someone else in bed also, but if you can fit, you can sleep next to me," she said, sounding slightly amused. She frowned though when he mentioned Venus, and being able to visit her. "I'm not trying to tell you how to live your life, but why would you want to visit her?" she asked coldly. "That being said, I'm alright with it if you really want to visit her."

Tempest

"As a... Non organic being, I don't need food," Tempest chuckled, moving to Albert's bed and lying down, stretching and glancing over at him. "There is, however, something you could do for me... But first, what is it that made you call me here?"

[The Klausians]

"Yes, it is real," Zalae responded, getting up. "There's a while to walk to get there. You might need the exercise, anyway."

"It's an Academy. It doesn't matter if she doesn't seem fit to be a villain."

Millosm rolled his eyes and look slightly to his left. "Did he just call me fat?" He asked quietly to the companion in his head. He looked back to the man. "Lead the way then. However, I am going to have to call you something, so you might as well tell me your name." His eyes darted to the left. "I know it was rude, the jackass ruined my tires. It's only fair," he said quietly. He suddenly turned his head to the man. "And speaking of names," he exclaimed frantically, "how in the bloody name of hell did you know mine?!"

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"I only wanted someone to love," Poppy hissed. "But you! You took her from me! What do I want now?! I want you out of the way. So it can be just her and me again... forever..."

She gently placed the berries on the tip of Mercury's tongue.

"Now, darling," she said coldly, "just... swallow."

"You don't own her," Mercury blurted out, before realizing that was the wrong thing to say. She tried to close her mouth without swallowing the berries, but she was still being overpowered. She hoped that Saira would say something to confirm that this was all a misunderstanding.

"What the hell is going on!?" Saira said, looking between the two. "Poppy! Stop that! What are you doing!? She's just trying to fly me to the hangar!"

The Mad Hatter frowned at that, and then nodded again, his face doing a complete shift in mood. The smile was slightly... off.

"Oh, yes. I know completely what you're talking about! Except... mine doesn't call himself 'Amelia'... and he hates that Moffat guy."

What the hell are you talking about!? Mathew thought at the stranger inside his head.

What? Have you not heard the third guy in our head? That one that talks about what we do?

No! Of course not! I'm not that... crazy... right?

I'm pulling your leg, mate. This bitch is bat-shite crazy.

Makes me like her more, of course.

... Have I told you how much I hate you?

Repeatedly.

"Hmm, yours is a guy? That's funny, I thought everyone had the same narrator! I guess not, though..."

Of course not, Mad. I can't write everything.

And goodness gracious, if I had to narrate for Edward and Bella, I'd probably drink bleach.

"Hmm?"

...You don't know?

Well. Aren't you a lucky girl.

Saira waved, smiling. "Hi, flower! How are you?" she asked, tilting her head as she saw her looking angry.



"Of course not! We were going off to the hangar, right? I just didn't want to walk..."

"...S-Saira?" Poppy rasped, and then--

Mercury

"Oh crap," muttered Mercury, seeing Poppy and realizing what this looked like. "This, uh... It's not what it looks like, I was just carrying her to the hangar because there's a mission," she blurted out quickly, backing up. "And I'm only blushing because... It's warm in here? Yeah, it's pretty warm in here, I wasn't blushing because of... You know. We weren't... doing anything..."

Signs... of guilt...

Poppy's face twisted in rage, and several clusters of berries began to burst through her skin as the vines reached out for Mercury.

"Well, when it comes to god-beings, I guess they decide which gender they want to be. He's an ass though, makes these inane comments and metaphors about how my insanity represents something... about... something."

Mad tapped his chin, looking up at the sky, as if he was considering bringing down the gods themselves just to spite them for placing him with a narrator that may or may not just narrate him to laugh at him.

He was clearly insane.

As if that point hasn't been made already!

Who are you talking to!?

Oh dear.

[Bycrest]

Oliver

Oliver stands on the deck of the ship, wind blowing through his hair. It was a pretty cold day, although he didn't really notice, he was too distracted by his thoughts. He sighs, reflecting on the events of three days prior, his mind thinking about Justice. Spotting a teacher next to him, he politely says to Zamiel "Nice day eh?"

Zamiel had been looking out over the deck at the surrounding area when he heard Oliver speak up. He looked over the boy and saw nothing to spectacular but something told Zamiel that the boy's powers resided more in his intellect. Zamiel took in a deep breath and got a sense of Oliver on a more biological level to see how rich his blood was, also noting the fact that boy recently had sex in the past week. Then Zamiel's human side kicked back in as he remembered that he had to blend in and drinking the blood of a student right away probably wasn't the best way, so he decided to indulge in the conversation.

"Why yes it is, although I could do without the sun being so bright." he replied even though his extremely pale complexion would suggest to those who didn't know he was a vampire otherwise.

[Kractero]

"Yes, it is real," Zalae responded, getting up. "There's a while to walk to get there. You might need the exercise, anyway."

"It's an Academy. It doesn't matter if she doesn't seem fit to be a villain."

Millosm rolled his eyes and look slightly to his left. "Did he just call me fat?" He asked quietly to the companion in his head. He looked back to the man. "Lead the way then. However, I am going to have to call you something, so you might as well tell me your name." His eyes darted to the left. "I know it was rude, the jackass ruined my tires. It's only fair," he said quietly. He suddenly turned his head to the man. "And speaking of names," he exclaimed frantically, "how in the bloody name of hell did you know mine?!"

"That's all open to interpretation," Zalae responded, walking in the direction towards Iscalis, which was where the safehouse should be located. "And my name is Zalae. Zay-lay. I know you're name because the Academy, and to an extent, the League, have been watching you. Not that you're any special. We watch a lot of supers."

[Doughertania]

"I only wanted someone to love," Poppy hissed. "But you! You took her from me! What do I want now?! I want you out of the way. So it can be just her and me again... forever..."

She gently placed the berries on the tip of Mercury's tongue.

"Now, darling," she said coldly, "just... swallow."

"You don't own her," Mercury blurted out, before realizing that was the wrong thing to say. She tried to close her mouth without swallowing the berries, but she was still being overpowered. She hoped that Saira would say something to confirm that this was all a misunderstanding.

Dagon Argrave
Dagon roamed the halls a little bored, his Swords in their pistol holsters. He had been there for a while, slowly gathering intel on the Academy. Sentinel spies had done a fairly good job giving them some clues, no doubt thanks to Caroline, so it was up to Dagon and his team to look through the schools for those who either have access to portal technology, had ties to other dimensions, or were connected to the supernatural world. Yeah, that limits it. he thought to himself. There's only like 7 demons in this school, all of them with weird backstories. It's like their player's making some branching story behind our back.

Well, that's kinda true. He also made a space pirate, two death machines, and a super cute neko.

"Not helping Doc." Dagon sighed, rounding the corner. "I mean, I thought you were bad with your interconnected characters. This is ridiculous!" Dagon continued to look around, but everywhere he looked there were NPCs. "So, when are you going to introduce me?"

I'm trying, but I don't want to ask in the OOC again. People will think I'm attention whoring or something.

Dagon stopped suddenly. "Hey Doc?I think I know how," he said, watching one girl begin to attack someone else for seemly no reason

Wait Dagon, maybe that's not—!

Dagon began walking towards them, as quickly as he naturally could.

And you're doing it anyway.

Dagon pulled out his Sword of Sin, allowing it transform into it's natural sword form. The black blade glowed bright red, but didn't combust, something he noticed with satisfaction. It had taken a while to control the magical and mundane aspects of his weapon, but now he had almost complete control over them. He dove in and attacked severing the vines that held the panicking wing-girl. The blade cut through the plants like butter, seeming to relax their grip once no longer connected to the assailant. Afterwards, he stepped between them, sword at the ready.

"Hi there." He waved with his free hand to the Poison Ivy impersonator. "Now, I maybe be new here, but where I come from the only people who deserve a good poisoning are mooks, big bads and telemarketers, and something tells she's neither. So why don't we all take a deep breath and relax, alight?" Dagon gave a small internal sigh. He hoped to keep a low profile, but he couldn't let someone die on his watch.

[Kractero]

Xavier

"That is agreeable," Xavier said, smiling slightly. She thought about his comment about being in another dimension, and made the assumption that he must be working with the school on the dimensional research that they had been pouring money into in recent years. She made a mental note to ask about it later.

Tylee

Tylee was having a hard time speaking clearly, and she tightened her grip on the gun. "It... Doesn't have to... Be like that," she managed to say. "You might like it... If you gave it a chance."

Tempest

At the time of receiving Albert's call, Tempest had been in her room, where she was writing out a complex equation on one wall and filling a pinboard with photos of different locations on the other one. She wasn't sure about leaving what she was working on, but at the same time, she was intrigued. She shifted into her human form and made her way to Albert's room, knocking on his door.

He turns his attention towards the other girl in the room, Aurora. "Are you fine with that?"

[Skyline United]

When he released her, she felt a fear overcome her. Without thinking, she quickly threw her arms around him. "N-no...please... Don't release me to their cruelty... This world is no less wicked and unforgiving than mine..." she cried. "Protect me... Don't let them hurt me... I beg of you!"

Anton Greaves
Once more, Anton gave an involuntary "Gah!" as she hug tackled him, as if afraid of him casting her into some kind of chasm. At least this time he had managed to get one of arms free, which he used to pat her back. He wondered if this was going to be a regular thing, her hugging him out of fear of loosing him. He hoped not. He didn't mind hugs, or hugs tackles for that matter, but he didn't want Pierce to continuously be afraid of her well being.

"Easy Pierce, easy. I got you. No one's going to hurt you if I can help it." He said soothingly. "You're my friend, and friends look out for each other. What I'm saying is, you don't have to listen to me anymore. You're not a slave, or a servant, or whatever it was you considered yourself before. So while I certainly wouldn't mind having you around the lab, you don't have to feel obligated to stay here if you don't want."

She tightened the embrace almost to the point that it would start to hurt. She didn't respond, nor did she make any sudden movements. Her thoughts were racing. Why was she doing this? Why did she care? What happened to her?

Why? Why does he care? I exterminated an entire race... Men, women, and children... I'm a monster. I don't deserve his compassion...

Alpha... You may not deserve him, it is true, but you need him. Look at what he did for the other one. Maybe... Just maybe... He can fix you. Maybe he can fix the damage that can't be repaired by your nano machines.

[The Klausians]

"That's all open to interpretation," Zalae responded, walking in the direction towards Iscalis, which was where the safehouse should be located. "And my name is Zalae. Zay-lay. I know you're name because the Academy, and to an extent, the League, have been watching you. Not that you're any special. We watch a lot of supers."

Millosm followed behind him at a safe distance, his hands resting calmly behind his back as he walked. He looked past the man and onto the woman ahead of him. "So tell me, what's so special about you? Can you fly? I've always wanted to meet someone who could fly. Or anyone else that isn't normal for that matter.." He would be looking around as he spoke, as if he was on edge.

[Galnius]

Gemini skips through the hallway, looking for her next victim, friend that she could make. After having a rather pleasant conversation with Meire three days ago, she hadn't really talked to anyone else, or gotten used to the school that well.. Gemini spots Melanie in the hallway, and quickly taps her on the shoulder cheerfully saying "Hello! My name is Gemini! What's your name?"

Melanie turned sharply, astonished by the sound behind her. "What is your fecki-!" She started in anger. She calmed down, realizing that she almost blew her act with the first sentence. "You startled me", she said as if the near cursing never happened. Placing one hand behind her head. " I thought fit a second I was gonna die from shock? " She let out a big smile, inwardly thinking to herself. I'm really not in the mood for people like this
Should I kill them now or later?

[Kractero]

"That's all open to interpretation," Zalae responded, walking in the direction towards Iscalis, which was where the safehouse should be located. "And my name is Zalae. Zay-lay. I know you're name because the Academy, and to an extent, the League, have been watching you. Not that you're any special. We watch a lot of supers."

Millosm followed behind him at a safe distance, his hands resting calmly behind his back as he walked. He looked past the man and onto the woman ahead of him. "So tell me, what's so special about you? Can you fly? I've always wanted to meet someone who could fly. Or anyone else that isn't normal for that matter.." He would be looking around as he spoke, as if he was on edge.

"I'm not that special either," Zalae said. "I'm a trapper with superhuman skills. I have enhanced senses and accelerated perception, so I could predict that you were going to whiz out seven feet before me. If you will, people call me a hunter too. Or the ones at the school do."

[The Klausians]

"I'm not that special either," Zalae said. "I'm a trapper with superhuman skills. I have enhanced senses and accelerated perception, so I could predict that you were going to whiz out seven feet before me. If you will, people call me a hunter too. Or the ones at the school do."

"I would rather call you special than super. It sounds dumb." Millosm said bluntly. He looked back toward his former passenger. "So Ms. Smith, do you have a first name? Mine is Millosm, and considering the fact that you weren't the one that ruined my tires, you may call me Milo." His demeanor would be much more friendly than before.

[Arstotzkas]

Gemini skips through the hallway, looking for her next victim, friend that she could make. After having a rather pleasant conversation with Meire three days ago, she hadn't really talked to anyone else, or gotten used to the school that well.. Gemini spots Melanie in the hallway, and quickly taps her on the shoulder cheerfully saying "Hello! My name is Gemini! What's your name?"

Melanie turned sharply, astonished by the sound behind her. "What is your fecki-!" She started in anger. She calmed down, realizing that she almost blew her act with the first sentence. "You startled me", she said as if the near cursing never happened. Placing one hand behind her head. " I thought fit a second I was gonna die from shock? " She let out a big smile, inwardly thinking to herself. I'm really not in the mood for people like this
Should I kill them now or later?

Gemini just smiles, happily replying as if nothing happened "I'm sorry if I disturbed you! I just wanted to say hello to someone new, and so I tried to talk to you. It was very rude of me to bother you that way, and I apologize deeply. I just want to find some new friends, that's all! As I said before I'm Gemini, or Gem if you wanna call me that So anyway, who are you?"

[Kractero]

"I'm not that special either," Zalae said. "I'm a trapper with superhuman skills. I have enhanced senses and accelerated perception, so I could predict that you were going to whiz out seven feet before me. If you will, people call me a hunter too. Or the ones at the school do."

"I would rather call you special than super. It sounds dumb." Millosm said bluntly. He looked back toward his former passenger. "So Ms. Smith, do you have a first name? Mine is Millosm, and considering the fact that you weren't the one that ruined my tires, you may call me Milo." His demeanor would be much more friendly than before.

"More special than simply having super strength, reflexes, and talking to yourself," Zalae replied, turning to Iscalis at the same time he turned to Ms. Smith. "I'm sorry for the un-pleasantry." He noticed the animals she had around her. "The animals...is that a new style?" He made an attempt at a joke.

[Arstotzkas]

Oliver

Oliver stands on the deck of the ship, wind blowing through his hair. It was a pretty cold day, although he didn't really notice, he was too distracted by his thoughts. He sighs, reflecting on the events of three days prior, his mind thinking about Justice. Spotting a teacher next to him, he politely says to Zamiel "Nice day eh?"

Zamiel had been looking out over the deck at the surrounding area when he heard Oliver speak up. He looked over the boy and saw nothing too spectacular but something told Zamiel that the boy's powers resided more in his intellect. Zamiel took in a deep breath and got a sense of Oliver on a more biological level to see how rich his blood was, also noting the fact that boy recently had sex in the past week. Then Zamiel's human side kicked back in as he remembered that he had to blend in and drinking the blood of a student right away probably wasn't the best way, so he decided to indulge in the conversation.

"Why yes it is, although I could do without the sun being so bright." he replied even though his extremely pale complexion would suggest to those who didn't know he was a vampire otherwise.

Oliver sensed possible danger laying ahead, making sure to be wary of any moves this odd person might make. He noticies that be hadn't seen this teacher before and he looked almost unnaturally white. Looking over him, he seemed relatively harmless, but the visiions in his head said otherwise.

"Well, you certainly need some sun Being that pale isn't very healthy" Oliver replies "You almost look like a ghost or a vampire or something. Anyway, I haven't seen you around before. Did you just arriver?

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