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

[Taigawa]

"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.

"This person attacked you first, so you were within your rights to kill him. Self defense is honorable, and it proves you're no pushover. When I was younger, school took me away from the Temple where I had lived. Once I revealed what I really was, I was tormented by a group of boys. One night, I lured them into the forest, where I trapped them with magic. Then I ate them one by one. It was this event that made me realize Man was no place for me. It's hard to prey on the weak nowadays when it is so easy for others to track you."

A few minutes ago

I had spent the majority of my time at the school sleeping in father's classroom, since I had yet to find an open room. I was now walking through the halls staring at a piece of paper, with a room number scrawled on it.
"You can't stay in here forever, I found an open room in the system for you. You'll have to share, but it's better than staying here." Father had said as he shut the door to his room. I approached the room, and bumped straight into Amelia as she approached the room.
"Sorry!" I gasped.

"And you nearly destroyed my work. Watch yourself, stranger." The demoness said, uncharalistically blunt. She was not about to have such a master piece damaged. She entered the room and began her convosation.

[Kingdom of Irhk]

"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.

"This person attacked you first, so you were within your rights to kill him. Self defense is honorable, and it proves you're no pushover. When I was younger, school took me away from the Temple where I had lived. Once I revealed what I really was, I was tormented by a group of boys. One night, I lured them into the forest, where I trapped them with magic. Then I ate them one by one. It was this event that made me realize Man was no place for me. It's hard to prey on the weak nowadays when it is so easy for others to track you."

"Your course of action was smart lady. Despite the fact that I don't understand why they were so uneducated to the point of tormenting a lady like you, Ms. Engawa. And you also acted in self defense, I would say. Premeditated, of course: But doesn't change the fact that this shows signs of intelligence and a result if being pushed around more than any being could accept. But sorry if I may sound intrusive with my question, but how do you prey these days?"

[Bycrest]

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?

Zamiel sensed how Oliver started using caution to his approach, it made Zamiel chuckle inside as he knew not much on this ship could stop him when he went on a full rampage. Of course he couldn't do that as long as Dagon had the detonator that activated the silver bomb in Zamiel's head that would immobilize him for 24 hours.

"I'll have you know that I've stayed healthy for my entire life. Also, I'm a new teacher here and I'll be instructing all of you on how to combat interdimensional threats. You may call me Mr. Vlad."

[Doughertania]

Anton Greaves, Before Timeskip
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.

Anton Greaves, Before Timeskip
In response to his explanation, Pierce responded by tightening her grip. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it certainly was a bit of a bear hug. He hugged back, as much as his one free arm could manage, trying his best to comfort her. She said nothing, letting the lab fill the silence with the dripping of pipets and the hum of machinery. She moved not an inch, save for rhythmic motion of her breathing. He wondered why she did that, whether it was to help her appear human or if it actually served a more specific function.

After a moment, he decided to speak. "So," he asked in a joking manner, "Is it my turn to say something, or yours?"

[Arstotzkas]

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?

Zamiel sensed how Oliver started using caution to his approach, it made Zamiel chuckle inside as he knew not much on this ship could stop him when he went on a full rampage. Of course he couldn't do that as long as Dagon had the detonator that activated the silver bomb in Zamiel's head that would immobilize him for 24 hours.

"I'll have you know that I've stayed healthy for my entire life. Also, I'm a new teacher here and I'll be instructing all of you on how to combat interdimensional threats. You may call me Mr. Vlad."

A thousand thoughts run through Oliver's head, most of them suspicious as to who this person really was. He had his suspicions of course, but there was no way to prove them, at least for now.

"Mr. Vlad? Like, the vampire Dracula? What an odd name to have. If I was crazy I would think you were a vampire or something especially with the pale skin and all" Oliver says cautiously, scratching his head "Also, you're an expert in interdimensional threats huh? That must mean you've been to a few of them Mr. Vlad."

[Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena]

"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.

Iscalis doesn't see the joke. "They're... me. Sort of. I control them? I don't know... I wanted to make sure that they'll stay with me. I'm... weak without them." Iscalis rubs her neck, disturbing some of the birds. "I just don't like groups of people. I fall asleep occasionally, and it would be bad if I did that with someone who wanted to steal from me."

[Taigawa]

"This person attacked you first, so you were within your rights to kill him. Self defense is honorable, and it proves you're no pushover. When I was younger, school took me away from the Temple where I had lived. Once I revealed what I really was, I was tormented by a group of boys. One night, I lured them into the forest, where I trapped them with magic. Then I ate them one by one. It was this event that made me realize Man was no place for me. It's hard to prey on the weak nowadays when it is so easy for others to track you."

"Your course of action was smart lady. Despite the fact that I don't understand why they were so uneducated to the point of tormenting a lady like you, Ms. Engawa. And you also acted in self defense, I would say. Premeditated, of course: But doesn't change the fact that this shows signs of intelligence and a result if being pushed around more than any being could accept. But sorry if I may sound intrusive with my question, but how do you prey these days?"

"Well I haven't eaten anyone since the rebellion, though I have an idea on how I might do so in a city. Man have many sexual vices, and I need only exploit them. I can, abet at the cost of my ability to fly and use magic, attain the shape of a woman. While in that form, I need only lure someone to follow me somewhere and then I can eat them. I don't just target men, though they are much easier to get. Few are stong enough to fight my embrace in this form or my false one."

[Kractero]

"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.

Iscalis doesn't see the joke. "They're... me. Sort of. I control them? I don't know... I wanted to make sure that they'll stay with me. I'm... weak without them." Iscalis rubs her neck, disturbing some of the birds. "I just don't like groups of people. I fall asleep occasionally, and it would be bad if I did that with someone who wanted to steal from me."

"Steal from you? Why would someone steal from you?" He asked, before realizing what he said. "Right, we"re villains. I'm forgetting and messing up a bit today. What are your powers?"

[Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena]

Iscalis doesn't see the joke. "They're... me. Sort of. I control them? I don't know... I wanted to make sure that they'll stay with me. I'm... weak without them." Iscalis rubs her neck, disturbing some of the birds. "I just don't like groups of people. I fall asleep occasionally, and it would be bad if I did that with someone who wanted to steal from me."

"Steal from you? Why would someone steal from you?" He asked, before realizing what he said. "Right, we"re villains. I'm forgetting and messing up a bit today. What are your powers?"

"I can dreamwalk, and sort of predict the future. And I can control animals and humans and stuff. And I can shapeshift or partial shapeshift into anything I've killed. It helps if I'm near the body for a while." She takes a step and trips, bruising and scratching her face and arms. "And I have bad balance, apparently. If that counts as a power."

[Kingdom of Irhk]

"Your course of action was smart lady. Despite the fact that I don't understand why they were so uneducated to the point of tormenting a lady like you, Ms. Engawa. And you also acted in self defense, I would say. Premeditated, of course: But doesn't change the fact that this shows signs of intelligence and a result if being pushed around more than any being could accept. But sorry if I may sound intrusive with my question, but how do you prey these days?"

"Well I haven't eaten anyone since the rebellion, though I have an idea on how I might do so in a city. Man have many sexual vices, and I need only exploit them. I can, abet at the cost of my ability to fly and use magic, attain the shape of a woman. While in that form, I need only lure someone to follow me somewhere and then I can eat them. I don't just target men, though they are much easier to get. Few are stong enough to fight my embrace in this form or my false one."

Shadow must admit: She was smarter than he presumed. She also made him remember that the rebellion was the pretext of the entrance of his "team" in this Academy.

"I see that you possess a series of interesting traits, Ms. Engawa. Your method is rather sophisticated. Exploiting a weakness seems an obvious choice at first, but the execution requires great perception to find the said weakness. If you don't mind me saying, there are easier ways of doing it.

The outcasts of the society pass unnoticed through the crowded streets. They also die unnoticed. And I don't doubt that your embrace is strong, specially when you have a... exotic beauty, if you don't mind me saying it."

[Taigawa]

"Well I haven't eaten anyone since the rebellion, though I have an idea on how I might do so in a city. Man have many sexual vices, and I need only exploit them. I can, abet at the cost of my ability to fly and use magic, attain the shape of a woman. While in that form, I need only lure someone to follow me somewhere and then I can eat them. I don't just target men, though they are much easier to get. Few are stong enough to fight my embrace in this form or my false one."

Shadow must admit: She was smarter than he presumed. She also made him remember that the rebellion was the pretext of the entrance of his "team" in this Academy.

"I see that you possess a series of interesting traits, Ms. Engawa. Your method is rather sophisticated. Exploiting a weakness seems an obvious choice at first, but the execution requires great perception to find the said weakness. If you don't mind me saying, there are easier ways of doing it.

The outcasts of the society pass unnoticed through the crowded streets. They also die unnoticed. And I don't doubt that your embrace is strong, specially when you have a... exotic beauty, if you don't mind me saying it."

"I'm sure there are. My plan is based on what I've seen, it is easier when doing so where your presance will likely go unnoticed. My haritage does not come without a weakness: Churches and Temples will stop me using magic...at all. If I so much as step on ground near said structures, I can't use it. I think we'll get along fine, barring any major incidents. Being a part cat lends to alure in this form, and I am glad you appreciate it."

[Skyline United]

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.

Anton Greaves, Before Timeskip
In response to his explanation, Pierce responded by tightening her grip. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it certainly was a bit of a bear hug. He hugged back, as much as his one free arm could manage, trying his best to comfort her. She said nothing, letting the lab fill the silence with the dripping of pipets and the hum of machinery. She moved not an inch, save for rhythmic motion of her breathing. He wondered why she did that, whether it was to help her appear human or if it actually served a more specific function.

After a moment, he decided to speak. "So," he asked in a joking manner, "Is it my turn to say something, or yours?"

"I...don't want to go..." she whispered. It was quite an effort to say that to someone. She trusted no one, yet she felt she could trust him. It would take a while until she could come to, but there is always a starting point. "I-I don't want to leave you... I want to help you in the lab any way that I can..."

[Kractero]

"Steal from you? Why would someone steal from you?" He asked, before realizing what he said. "Right, we"re villains. I'm forgetting and messing up a bit today. What are your powers?"

"I can dreamwalk, and sort of predict the future. And I can control animals and humans and stuff. And I can shapeshift or partial shapeshift into anything I've killed. It helps if I'm near the body for a while." She takes a step and trips, bruising and scratching her face and arms. "And I have bad balance, apparently. If that counts as a power."

He helps her up, subconsciously brushing some dirt off of her hair. He had a fondness for clumsy people, he had to introduce one...Katherine, and a few others. "Your powers are pretty cool, huh? Makes up for having bad balance, which isn't all that bad."

[Galnius]

Albert

Justice


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?"

Albert nodded to her statement about not needing food. " I can understand that, I just didn't know if you wished to consume anything. My apologies. " He sat next to her on his bed, leaning back on his arms. Her next statement and question brought a smile to his face. "My dear, I have been working all day, secluded from the world within my abode. I usually enjoy being solitary, but everyone needs some companionship at times. With you, I don't even need another human to fill the social void."

"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.

Tanya

Taken aback by their outspoken talk of superhuman abilities, Tanya found it quite difficult to recover when asked her name. "Oh! It's, er, Tanya..." She talked off, looking at the springing people quizzically. "You... You people don't ACTUALLY think you have superpowers right? I know a few psychiatrists."

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?"

Melanie
Taken aback by her continued cheerful demeanor, Melanie was quickly reminded of stories she had heard from others about a certain student. Is this week I was warned about...? Wait, no, her name is Rachel. This one is just peculiar... Nonetheless, Melanie stepped back just in case she needed to defend herself. " I'm... Melanie", she said cautiously.

[Kingdom of Irhk]

Shadow must admit: She was smarter than he presumed. She also made him remember that the rebellion was the pretext of the entrance of his "team" in this Academy.

"I see that you possess a series of interesting traits, Ms. Engawa. Your method is rather sophisticated. Exploiting a weakness seems an obvious choice at first, but the execution requires great perception to find the said weakness. If you don't mind me saying, there are easier ways of doing it.

The outcasts of the society pass unnoticed through the crowded streets. They also die unnoticed. And I don't doubt that your embrace is strong, specially when you have a... exotic beauty, if you don't mind me saying it."

"I'm sure there are. My plan is based on what I've seen, it is easier when doing so where your presance will likely go unnoticed. My haritage does not come without a weakness: Churches and Temples will stop me using magic...at all. If I so much as step on ground near said structures, I can't use it. I think we'll get along fine, barring any major incidents. Being a part cat lends to alure in this form, and I am glad you appreciate it."

"Well, I also think that we will get along fine, Ms. Engawa. But I sense that I must leave you to your personal space now. So, I think that I'll be leaving you now, unless you want me to stay around. Anyway, it's been a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Engawa."

Shadow held his helmet in his hand, waiting to put it or not according to her answer.

[Galnius]

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.

Ananias
Ananias watched with interest as red light filled the air, absorbing the look of every scar on this persons face. I'm seeing something he doesn't want seen it looks like. Smiling, he addressed Sorrow as if nothing was happening. "Avoiding people? Well, that's no good. You must live your life, Sorrow. How else would you find a pretty girl to dance with, or perhaps a new hobby to enjoy? If you are lucky, maybe even both."

[Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena]

"I can dreamwalk, and sort of predict the future. And I can control animals and humans and stuff. And I can shapeshift or partial shapeshift into anything I've killed. It helps if I'm near the body for a while." She takes a step and trips, bruising and scratching her face and arms. "And I have bad balance, apparently. If that counts as a power."

He helps her up, subconsciously brushing some dirt off of her hair. He had a fondness for clumsy people, he had to introduce one...Katherine, and a few others. "Your powers are pretty cool, huh? Makes up for having bad balance, which isn't all that bad."

Iscalis pulls away quickly, making sure she isn't bleeding much. A shadow drop lands on the ground, and she sighs. "Sorry... it would just... not be good for anyone to touch my blood. Too much risk. Thank you, though."

[Sunken Island of Rhinomuraena]

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.

Ananias
Ananias watched with interest as red light filled the air, absorbing the look of every scar on this persons face. I'm seeing something he doesn't want seen it looks like. Smiling, he addressed Sorrow as if nothing was happening. "Avoiding people? Well, that's no good. You must live your life, Sorrow. How else would you find a pretty girl to dance with, or perhaps a new hobby to enjoy? If you are lucky, maybe even both."

Sorrow forces himself to sit up, scared that something will happen. He stops the light show, still in pain. "I... like boys, not girls... And reading is a hobby enough." He cringes suddenly, as if expecting a blow. "S-sorry." He throws up blood, then tries pitifully to clean it up. "Sorry. Sorry."

[Charlia]

"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.

"Eat," Poppy snarled. "Eat, and die!"

"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!"

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

"That's what she says!" Poppy growled. "But her blood says otherwise! You stupid redblood," she hissed at Mercury, "you can't even control your own face. And you lied to Saira... I want you to die."

---

Mad suddenly felt a sharp pain in her skull.

"Mine... Oh dear. Mine's upset again," she muttered. "I get headaches when she's upset. And occasionally worse. She made me jump off a roof once. She was pretty depressed that time..."

"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.

"Do not interfere, redblood," Poppy spat, "with events you do not understand."

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.

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

"If she's all right with the risk of having the blood drained from her body," Aurora said nonchalantly.

[Doughertania]

Anton Greaves, Before Timeskip
In response to his explanation, Pierce responded by tightening her grip. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it certainly was a bit of a bear hug. He hugged back, as much as his one free arm could manage, trying his best to comfort her. She said nothing, letting the lab fill the silence with the dripping of pipets and the hum of machinery. She moved not an inch, save for rhythmic motion of her breathing. He wondered why she did that, whether it was to help her appear human or if it actually served a more specific function.

After a moment, he decided to speak. "So," he asked in a joking manner, "Is it my turn to say something, or yours?"

"I...don't want to go..." she whispered. It was quite an effort to say that to someone. She trusted no one, yet she felt she could trust him. It would take a while until she could come to, but there is always a starting point. "I-I don't want to leave you... I want to help you in the lab any way that I can..."

Anton Greaves, Before Timeskip
Anton smiled at the news. Although he would have been fine with her decision either way, he would have been sad to see her go. She had grown on him a lot in the week and a half they'd know each other. Had it really only been ten days? He swore it felt like longer. Maybe it was a side effect of having her memories which made it feel longer than it really was. He looked into her crimson eyes, the fire in them no longer burning with a bright rage. "I'm glad to hear it Pierce."

He wondered what he'd have her do. Before Pierce hadn't had too many functions. She mostly acted as maid, disposing of waste and cleaning laboratory stations and equipment. When that was done, he'd tell her about Earth, answering questions while he worked. "What did you have in mind? With your mind personality restored, do you know what you would like to do here in the lab? I don't really care what you do, so long as it helps me or my work."

[Kractero]

He helps her up, subconsciously brushing some dirt off of her hair. He had a fondness for clumsy people, he had to introduce one...Katherine, and a few others. "Your powers are pretty cool, huh? Makes up for having bad balance, which isn't all that bad."

Iscalis pulls away quickly, making sure she isn't bleeding much. A shadow drop lands on the ground, and she sighs. "Sorry... it would just... not be good for anyone to touch my blood. Too much risk. Thank you, though."

"So you saw me without my mask, and I know you're blood isn't red," he reaffirms. "Mine isn't either, but I haven't known you enough to tell you that much. And I'm not good at following rules, that's why I'm a villain. How ironic I'm working in the position that makes me follow others."

[Unified Free Lands]

Mercury

Mercury was surprised but thankful for this new stranger stepping in. She took this as a chance to hide behind Saira, and she took some deep breaths to get herself together. "I'm sorry, alright? We didn't do anything. I just went to call her to the hangar for a mission and it was faster for me to carry her and fly there... You're right in that I can't control my body, and that's because half of my DNA isn't my own and apparently the person that gave me the other half always blushes around attractive girls... I'm sorry."

Xavier

"Go ahead, and find out for yourself what the side effects of that are," Xavier said nonchalantly, before turning to Malik and looking disappointed. "Are you going to allow her to threaten me like that?"

[Taigawa]

"I'm sure there are. My plan is based on what I've seen, it is easier when doing so where your presance will likely go unnoticed. My haritage does not come without a weakness: Churches and Temples will stop me using magic...at all. If I so much as step on ground near said structures, I can't use it. I think we'll get along fine, barring any major incidents. Being a part cat lends to alure in this form, and I am glad you appreciate it."

"Well, I also think that we will get along fine, Ms. Engawa. But I sense that I must leave you to your personal space now. So, I think that I'll be leaving you now, unless you want me to stay around. Anyway, it's been a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Engawa."

Shadow held his helmet in his hand, waiting to put it or not according to her answer.

"You may stay if you wish. It is worth discussing stradegy with you, even if it is only so I may sate my predatory urges. This, and perhaps your presance will stop any uninvited guests waltzing in here like they own the place. I'd prefer the death-kami didn't show up, for one." She stated, before laying back on a recliner, spreading her wings and moving her tail as she settled into it.

[The Klausians]

"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.

Millosm raised an eyebrow. "I'm afraid you misunderstood. The adjective "super" is dumb. Not your abilities. I prefer the term "special" rather than "super." He then looked to Tanya with a sly smile after hearing her response.

Tanya

Taken aback by their outspoken talk of superhuman abilities, Tanya found it quite difficult to recover when asked her name. "Oh! It's, er, Tanya..." She talked off, looking at the springing people quizzically. "You... You people don't ACTUALLY think you have superpowers right? I know a few psychiatrists."

"Psychiatrists are so eager to jump to conclusions.. Saying things such as "You have acute schizophrenia" or "It's all in your head" and even "No no put that knife down." He laughed reminiscently at the last bit. "Now as for the superpower part.." He lifted his wrist into Tanya's field of vision. He pulled a small pocket knife out from his jeans and flipped the blade out. With a swift move, he slid the blade against his wrist. He winced very slightly as his blood began to flow from the wound. Seconds later, however, the blood ceased to flow and the cut began to slowly heal itself. After about ten seconds passing, not even a scar remained. He brought his wrist away from Tanya and took a look at it for himself. "Of course, a deeper cut would have taken longer to seal up, but most of the time the blood stops bleeding at the same rate despite the wound." He shrugged and said in a very sarcastic voice, "How super." He then looked to the two as Zalae mentioned his ironic situation. He walked up to them slowly as he placed the knife back into his pocket. "Now if you are done, may I introduce myself to the lady?" He paused before quietly mumbling "Shut up, you were the one that wanted me to be polite."

[Bycrest]

Zamiel sensed how Oliver started using caution to his approach, it made Zamiel chuckle inside as he knew not much on this ship could stop him when he went on a full rampage. Of course he couldn't do that as long as Dagon had the detonator that activated the silver bomb in Zamiel's head that would immobilize him for 24 hours.

"I'll have you know that I've stayed healthy for my entire life. Also, I'm a new teacher here and I'll be instructing all of you on how to combat interdimensional threats. You may call me Mr. Vlad."

A thousand thoughts run through Oliver's head, most of them suspicious as to who this person really was. He had his suspicions of course, but there was no way to prove them, at least for now.

"Mr. Vlad? Like, the vampire Dracula? What an odd name to have. If I was crazy I would think you were a vampire or something especially with the pale skin and all" Oliver says cautiously, scratching his head "Also, you're an expert in interdimensional threats huh? That must mean you've been to a few of them Mr. Vlad."

"What can I say, it's a family name held for a good many generations, and if I were a vampire would I be able to stand out in the sun like this without burning up or sparkling." Zamiel slightly shudders as he recalled something he promised never to think of again after killing every last member involved... maliciously. He put his attention back towards Oliver as he thought on how to word his next answer.

"I can certainly say that I've been a threat to a great many things and my life has lead me many places. The multi-verse is a fascinating place fill to the brim with unknown knowledge and threats." Hopefully this would be enough to make Zamiel sound like an expert on dimension so he could keep his disguise up. This kid is getting way to suspicious, I might have to drain him after all.