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

[Charlia]

"...I might be willing to try..." she said slowly.

"If it would make the nightmares stop."

Coilin smiled at her as he rolled by, shirtless, his arms and upper body rather muscular.

Due to having to pull himself around all the time, of course.

"Alright... tell me when your ready, and we'll start. I'd like to try blocking the memories first though, so it would have to be at night." he said, a pile of clothes in his lap.

"All right," she said calmly. "We'll try tonight, then..."

She made a point of not looking at him until he put a shirt on.

Bad memories...

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Coilin smiled at her as he rolled by, shirtless, his arms and upper body rather muscular.

Due to having to pull himself around all the time, of course.

"Alright... tell me when your ready, and we'll start. I'd like to try blocking the memories first though, so it would have to be at night." he said, a pile of clothes in his lap.

"All right," she said calmly. "We'll try tonight, then..."

She made a point of not looking at him until he put a shirt on.

Bad memories...

"Alright, I'm going to take a shower then." Coilin said, rolling to the door.

Before he left, though, he looked back. "Have you ever played chess, Raven?"

[Skyline United]

Honor forced herself to smile, even though her eyes betrayed how little sleep she had gotten. "I kinda had trouble sleeping but it's no big deal," she said, prompting the Idiot Squad to chime in. We're no big deal? I'm offended! said Two, and the other two voices laughed. Are you implying that we're the cause of your isomnia? asked Three, and Honor flinched in annoyance very briefly.

If you three don't shut up right this instant, I'm going to beat you all to a pulp and force you to commit Seppuku, she thought, all while keeping the smile on her face. That was the thing, she could fight back against them because they lived in her mind after all. But like her, they were unkillable, they kept coming back, again and again.

Violet stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her, pulling her into an embrace. "I'll join you next time. Maybe you'll sleep easier with me around." she suggested before giving her a light peck on the cheek. "So, what would you like for breakfast.

Meanwhile.... Lance was awake in his and Gabriel's room. Although there was most likely rules against it, he was painting on the wall. It was a large scene. It was his world. How it was in his final moments. Several demons were being mutilated by large, monsterous creatures. Any structures were in flames. In the center was Violet. She was lying in a puddle of blood. She fought well, but it wasn't enough.

[Kractero]

Nikolai groggily wakes up, careful to not make much noise as to not wake up Allison, who was sleeping on the other side of the room. His side of the room was very, very, very bland, with almost nothing set-up besides a poster over his alarm clock of Austria, which wasn't even there because of him, but Franz did. Stepping outside, the house was already bustling, with his summoned zombie maids and servants cleaning he house. One may ask why zombies were cleaning the house, since they should've theoretically made it as dirty, but these were special. Since joining the Academy and getting accustomed, Nikolai was able to modify the zombies he summoned, and these possessed limited intelligence and were especially hygienic.

He remembered his parents when he first told them that he finally got a roommate, and that it was a girl. He didn't think it was all that special, but clearly his parents did. "What, my son, with a girl!" His dad exclaimed over the phone. "Good job boy! Honey, come here, your son has a girlfriend!" He must've been in Kiev. "Really, Niko? Great job!" His dad takes the phone. "We did good with you! My boy has a girl!" He couldn't deny that he was somewhat attracted to Allison. Franz was clearly unsatisfied with her, but she was clever, smart, pretty, had great eyes, and really helped him become a bit more social. She may have been the reason that he wanted to strengthen his powers or at least a minor influence somewhat, but he wouldn't admit to anybody, not even Franz Ferdinand.

He went out to the "living quarters", turning on the TV to catch-up on some East European News.

[Charlia]

"All right," she said calmly. "We'll try tonight, then..."

She made a point of not looking at him until he put a shirt on.

Bad memories...

"Alright, I'm going to take a shower then." Coilin said, rolling to the door.

Before he left, though, he looked back. "Have you ever played chess, Raven?"

"No, I never had the chance," she said sadly.

"Which is a pity... It sounds interesting."

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Alright, I'm going to take a shower then." Coilin said, rolling to the door.

Before he left, though, he looked back. "Have you ever played chess, Raven?"

"No, I never had the chance," she said sadly.

"Which is a pity... It sounds interesting."

He raised an eyebrow. "Want me to teach you?"

[Arstotzkas]

James, now getting bored of the view decides to walk around the ship and perhaps find somehow to hone his social skills on, maybe even Marissa would show up today.. He briefly waves to Zayne, their looking spots were pretty close by each other and he often saw him looking out into the distance just like him. James casually strolls around the airship, hoping that something interesting would happen today. For although the ship was cool, it was also boring, especially considering the existing events of last month. He also had nothing to test his powers on unfortunately, his fruit and object supply had quickly been depleted of everything, even including apples. Regardless, he rather enjoyed living on the massive ship anyway.

[Charlia]

"No, I never had the chance," she said sadly.

"Which is a pity... It sounds interesting."

He raised an eyebrow. "Want me to teach you?"

She looked up in surprise.

"Would you? Oh--please! Thank you!"

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

He raised an eyebrow. "Want me to teach you?"

She looked up in surprise.

"Would you? Oh--please! Thank you!"

"Oh, no problem. I do need someone else to play anyway... Salazar and I have been starting to get into... stalemates." Coilin said. "Anyway... see you on the deck for breakfast?"

Why am I prolonging this? I should have left ten minutes ago. Why am I do this...?

I guess... it's because I like talking to her.

[Charlia]

She looked up in surprise.

"Would you? Oh--please! Thank you!"

"Oh, no problem. I do need someone else to play anyway... Salazar and I have been starting to get into... stalemates." Coilin said. "Anyway... see you on the deck for breakfast?"

Why am I prolonging this? I should have left ten minutes ago. Why am I do this...?

I guess... it's because I like talking to her.

"Of course," she said, smiling.

That was one of the things that still surprised her... he could make her smile.

No one had been able to make her smile, not since...

Dimitri...

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

"Oh, no problem. I do need someone else to play anyway... Salazar and I have been starting to get into... stalemates." Coilin said. "Anyway... see you on the deck for breakfast?"

Why am I prolonging this? I should have left ten minutes ago. Why am I do this...?

I guess... it's because I like talking to her.

"Of course," she said, smiling.

That was one of the things that still surprised her... he could make her smile.

No one had been able to make her smile, not since...

Dimitri...

Dimitri... Coilin thought, picking that name out of her head. He hadn't been reading her mind now for weeks, but...

He saw her smile.

And then it turned down a little.

For some reason, that just made him... A little worried. So he instinctively read her mind.

I'm going to have to deal with that one... He sounds important...

And then he rolled out of the room, after smiling back at her.

[Charlia]

She felt sick now.

Why had she thought about Dimitri?

He had been her best friend, with Tolya coming in a close second. But Dimitri... for a glorious while, she had thought there might even have been something more... She had shared her darkest secret with him, and he had comforted her and reassured her that she wasn't alone.

She had been happy.

And then, the next night...

Everything had gone horribly wrong.

He had been trying to get the gear that all three of them would need to escape. He had more chance of successfully escaping on his own, but he was going to come back and take her and Tolya with him.

But he had been caught.

And in horrified silence, she and Tolya had watched...

Anastasia had shot Dimitri.

And then she took Natalya's chin in her hand and whispered, "What a terrible waste...

Of a bullet."

Something in Natalya had broken, then. She let out a scream that had turned all faces pale but Anastasia's, and tried to kill her with nothing but her bare hands. She had been, of course, quickly restrained.

When she was released from her imprisonment, she discovered Tolya had been killed.

She was alone.

When she looked at others, she saw only weak points.

She was being turned into a weapon.

And the dreams had come, dreams of Dimitri.

"It wasn't your fault."

"Leave me alone, Dimitri. I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"You have to talk to someone. It might as well be me."

"I'm going to kill her, Dimitri. I'm going to kill her for you."

"It won't make it better. It won't bring anyone back."

"I don't care! I just want to be the last thing she ever sees."

"Natalya, this isn't you. You're not a killer. Don't let them turn you into one."

"Go away, Dimitri. I said I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Why not?"

"Because you died! And so did I!"


..."What's going on?"

"Go back to sleep. It's just Natalya acting all crazy again."

That was when she had jumped on the boy and started choking him, collapsing his windpipe and screaming at him.

"My name is not Natalya!" she had screamed.

"My name is Raven!"

[United Kingdom of Poland]

Allison woke up soon after Nikolai. Unsurprisingly he had tried to let her sleep a little longer, to bad his zombie minion cleaners hadn't been as good at being quiet as he had. She found it funny that he was thinking of her as some kind of girlfriend.

No she hadn't broken the promise she made to him on their first day of class, his body language was just that telling. She hadn't needed to break it yet either, and in all honesty she hadn't even thought of using her powers on him, which was weird. Normally she thought of others as playthings, objects to help her succeed in life and nothing else. Nikolai however, he was different. He treated her as his equal without prompting, respected her, almost seemed to trust her in a way. It didn't hurt that he was also cute and funny n that sort of awkward, dorky kind of way. No he wasn't a boyfriend yet, but there was possibilities

After dressing in a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt. She then went looking for Zayne. So far their master plan seemed to have hit a snag, with the surprise attack raising more questions then answers. Who knew, maybe he found something she hadn't. Now if only she could find him.

[Galnius]

One month, for an entire month Salazar had been fiddling around on this ship, making a few connections but none that he believed would help him reach his end goal. Tapping his fingers on a desk, he waited impatiently. The sick, dying world. The plague, a species that could save it. The dilemma, how to change their actions. He knew how, and he would do it, taking down everyone and everything that stood against. Was he a villain? He truly believed he was, as only a villain could accomplish what he aimed to do. This school was right in recruiting him, but was he right to taking it? The odds stated yes, but did he really want to listen to it? If fate was for him to succeed, there was no need to come here. Regardless, he had. What was past was past, and he would make this venture guarantee his rule. Seeing James, his roommate, he paused and raised a hand. "'Ello again James. Penny for your thoughts?"

[Free Empire of the Low Isles]

Coilin sat in his wheelchair, in front of the shower. He stared at it, the hot water running from the head, falling from the sky, and hitting the ground with a simple hiss.

A perfect analogy for human life.

At least, a normal human life.

You're born, you live, and you die without much of an impact. The flight to the bottom, unremarkable. Boring, even.

Coilin rolled himself forward into the water, feeling nothing as his legs made it first. As the water hit his head though, he hissed himself, finding it too hot. He reached out for the faucet, trying to turn it down, and nearly fell out of his chair due to the slippery nature of the ground. He growled, and righted himself, the nearly boiling liquid still hitting his skin.

At this point, though, he didn't care.

He started washing himself. As he did so, he thought back to this morning. A short morning, really... Or at least, that's what Raven should have thought.

Coilin had been awake for an hour, at least, watching her dream. Suffering with her. Feeling each punch and kick and word and kill as if it was his own. He felt as if he bled with her... Even though he had just been laying next to her quietly.

This brought him to the memories of the past month. Every other night or morning filled with experiencing Raven's dreams, mostly inconsistent pain and hatred, the thing most reoccurring being the night she was raped.

He felt those nights as if he was her as well.

She was a victim.

She was a killer.

She was...

Well, he put it perfectly the first time he saw her running with her reckless determination.

She was his Morrigan. A messenger of death and pain, only qualified through her own suffering. He wanted to use her, to make her his, the nights making him forget Sabrina and her untouchable ways.

Because his Morrigan was untouchable in a sense of her own.

She was so broken, yet so together, like a masterwork beauty of glass has been broken and fixed by the same maker, but after the maker had experienced a tragic accident. Coilin didn't want to break her more. She seemed so fragile, like she might shatter at any moment, even though the repairs, the glasswork, were stronger than ever before.

Yet, he wanted to fix her. To help her. To remake the mistake, to right it, and show the perfect work to it's original creator and have him say she was his now, that she was more perfect than before.

He wanted to see her smile. Truly smile. Not in a way that was tinged from the past.

"But that's impossible..." Coilin muttered to himself, the steam almost choking the young cripple.

I could never fix her. She doesn't want to be fixed... Or at least, not by me. Not by the cripple.

The uncaring bastard.

The one Irene made him into.

The thought of Irene made him physically cringe, more than the boiling water did.

To distract himself, he thought of the past month.

The days after the intruders were hectic. Very, very hectic. They had to leave Nepal fast, due to the military coming after the nuke site. And combing that to the shock of finding Honor half destroyed in the snow yet still alive just added to the typhoon of movement and thoughts that ran through the base. Everyone was moving things, deleting things, destroying things, copying things. Everyone was thinking[/]

Coilin's days were not much better than his nights, during that time. Of course, it just meant he got more practice with his telepathy. And due to the wild environment, his clairvoyance got better...

After they boarded the [i]Jupiter, though, things started to get easier. He met Salazar, and the rest of the students more properly. Sabrina seemed to keep her distance, thought she and Coilin talked sometimes. He never did get around to asking her about her... Non-presence.

Salazar, though, seemed like the only other person on the ship with a brain. They played chess constantly through the month. Sal won some, Coilin won others, but as Coilin said to Raven earlier, they seemed to be getting into stalemates more often.

It didn't really matter much to Coilin. He mainly played Salazar for the decent conversation.

It was also on the ship that he realized that he needed to work on his telekinetics. The ship was very well-built, to be sure, but the hallways were like that of a, well, a ship. The doors had little bits at the bottom that made it almost impossible for Coilin to maneuver without picking himself up.

So, along with the exercise of lifting himself and his chair through the halls constantly, Coilin started lifting weights with his mind, hoping that that will improve his capacity and endurance.

The suds ran down the drain slowly as Coilin turned off the water with his mind, rolling back out of the shower and starting to dry himself. That was... Pleasant.... In a way. he thought, putting on deodorant and messing with his hair.

He finally pulled on clothes, and as he made his way for the deck for breakfast, he tossed his Dr. Doom pyjama pants on his bed.

He really did like those old villains. Have him something refreshingly simple to today's complex ones.

[Arstotzkas]

One month, for an entire month Salazar had been fiddling around on this ship, making a few connections but none that he believed would help him reach his end goal. Tapping his fingers on a desk, he waited impatiently. The sick, dying world. The plague, a species that could save it. The dilemma, how to change their actions. He knew how, and he would do it, taking down everyone and everything that stood against. Was he a villain? He truly believed he was, as only a villain could accomplish what he aimed to do. This school was right in recruiting him, but was he right to taking it? The odds stated yes, but did he really want to listen to it? If fate was for him to succeed, there was no need to come here. Regardless, he had. What was past was past, and he would make this venture guarantee his rule. Seeing James, his roommate, he paused and raised a hand. "'Ello again James. Penny for your thoughts?"

"Same old, same old Sal" James says, looking deeply in thought "Contemplating life as usual, it's pretty much most of what I do these days. I ran out of apples, so I guess I have to sit here and do nothing. But unlike you, I don't have the same negattive worldview, nor do I want to take over the world just yet. Currently, I'm trying to figure out how to make connections with all these other students, as it seems like I know everything about social interaction and nothing at the same How about you Salazar? What kind of world conquering, cynical things have you thought of this time?"

[Galnius]

One month, for an entire month Salazar had been fiddling around on this ship, making a few connections but none that he believed would help him reach his end goal. Tapping his fingers on a desk, he waited impatiently. The sick, dying world. The plague, a species that could save it. The dilemma, how to change their actions. He knew how, and he would do it, taking down everyone and everything that stood against. Was he a villain? He truly believed he was, as only a villain could accomplish what he aimed to do. This school was right in recruiting him, but was he right to taking it? The odds stated yes, but did he really want to listen to it? If fate was for him to succeed, there was no need to come here. Regardless, he had. What was past was past, and he would make this venture guarantee his rule. Seeing James, his roommate, he paused and raised a hand. "'Ello again James. Penny for your thoughts?"

"Same old, same old Sal" James says, looking deeply in thought "Contemplating life as usual, it's pretty much most of what I do these days. But unlike gou, I don't have the same negattive worldview, nor do I want to take over the world just yet. Currently, I'm trying to figure out how to make connections with all these other students, as it seems like I know everything about social interaction and nothing at the same time. How about you Salazar?"

"As usual...most of these people are a waste" Salazar said frankly. He had never believed in sugarcoating his thoughts. "However, I would like to get to learn more about this Coilin fellow. I have data from him from my time in Cardiff. Furthermore, I've heard he may have mind reading capabilities....as well as a new weakness. I am not positive on the matter, of course, and have very little details, so don't take my word for it. Then of course we have the necromancer...raising the dead is worrisome. If people can't handle themselves in life, how could they hope to in death? I need to find out more about his methods. There also seems to be a team already within the school. A trio, to be exact. Of course, these are all rumours, hearsay. Do with them what will will. On the other hand.....I have had a question for you for a while. Have you ever been shot? If so, why did you not stop it?"

[Arstotzkas]

"Same old, same old Sal" James says, looking deeply in thought "Contemplating life as usual, it's pretty much most of what I do these days. But unlike gou, I don't have the same negattive worldview, nor do I want to take over the world just yet. Currently, I'm trying to figure out how to make connections with all these other students, as it seems like I know everything about social interaction and nothing at the same time. How about you Salazar?"

"As usual...most of these people are a waste" Salazar said frankly. He had never believed in sugarcoating his thoughts. "However, I would like to get to learn more about this Coilin fellow. I have data from him from my time in Cardiff. Furthermore, I've heard he may have mind reading capabilities....as well as a new weakness. I am not positive on the matter, of course, and have very little details, so don't take my word for it. Then of course we have the necromancer...raising the dead is worrisome. If people can't handle themselves in life, how could they hope to in death? I need to find out more about his methods. There also seems to be a team already within the school. A trio, to be exact. Of course, these are all rumours, hearsay. Do with them what will will. On the other hand.....I have had a question for you for a while. Have you ever been shot? If so, why did you not stop it?"

He nods in agreement but says " I don't think these people are a waste, just they haven't reached their full potential yet and are instead squandering their innate talent. But they're still good people. We disagree on most things if seems. All these people that Sal had mentioned he was curious about, but slightly wary as well. James had also noticied that most of them were in some kind of relationship, which he thought was fairly interesting given it had only been one month.

James ponders his question and finally says "Yes. It's a long story, but simply put the last time I was shots I was surprised and not in full control of myself or my powers. My ability to stop time, irnoixally depends on my ability to know it. And if I do not focus hard enough to maintain the time field, generally the whole thing falls apart. Still, they generally work well enough"

[The Great Korean Empire]

Lee dressed in formal wear had sat himself down quietly onto the deck of the airship, simply enjoying the scenery and peace, enjoying the view really, as the breeze gently grazed his face. He thought back on the past month that had flown by. He'd hadn't been able to meet the intruders a month go, which had been a disappointment, but he supposed it was for the better in the end. Regarding his fellow students, he'd kept to himself for the most part, only making acquaintances, and even then only when needed. He kept his real name unknown, introducing himself as Azrael, the name he had received during his service. In his spare time he had simply continued to train himself, engulf himself in literature, observe others; silently gaining intelligence, or clean the small stockpile of weapons he had built up. But today, he felt like do something different. "Ah, what exactly should I do today....." he thought.

[Seventh Oblivion]

Austin had the memories of their first day together burned into his mind, in the best way possible. He awoke with Zuri led beside him, one of her legs spread across his stomach. They'd been together for a month now, and he didn't have a single regret. Her body rested so perfectly against his, as he lay there in complete silence, thinking about what the day had in store for him.

A few minutes later, Zuri woke up as well, but she wasn't fully awake yet, so he decided to make her some breakfast. He grabbed a slice of bread and placed it in the toaster. When the toast popped out, he already had a glass of orange juice and some butter ready to spread onto it. Once all that was done, all he had to do was wait for Zuri to fully wake up. For an entire month after the accident, he had been training in the gym, trying to get himself stronger for the missions on the airship.

"Want some breakfast, Zuri?" he asked, his voice low to almost a whisper. No doubt other students would either still be asleep or getting ready, and he knew for a fact that some students were probably already roaming around the ship.

[Jaladristan]

Austin had the memories of their first day together burned into his mind, in the best way possible. He awoke with Zuri led beside him, one of her legs spread across his stomach. They'd been together for a month now, and he didn't have a single regret. Her body rested so perfectly against his, as he lay there in complete silence, thinking about what the day had in store for him.

A few minutes later, Zuri woke up as well, but she wasn't fully awake yet, so he decided to make her some breakfast. He grabbed a slice of bread and placed it in the toaster. When the toast popped out, he already had a glass of orange juice and some butter ready to spread onto it. Once all that was done, all he had to do was wait for Zuri to fully wake up. For an entire month after the accident, he had been training in the gym, trying to get himself stronger for the missions on the airship.

"Want some breakfast, Zuri?" he asked, his voice low to almost a whisper. No doubt other students would either still be asleep or getting ready, and he knew for a fact that some students were probably already roaming around the ship.

Zuri woke up to Austin leaving the bed. Not really awake her mind went back to what she and Austin were doing last night. The thought made her smile. By the time she was really awake Austin was standing in front of the bed, a tablet with breakfast in his hands. "Oh, that is so cute of you." She said before drawing him closer and kissing him passionately. She then took the tablet out of his hands and started eating. "I could get used to waking up like that." When she was done eating she put the tablet aside and looked at Austin. "And now its time for some dessert." She said grinning before she threw herself at Austin and started kissing him. She went on for a few minutes, her still naked body pressed against his. It took her all of her willpower to stop kissing him. "No Zuri" she lectured herself "if you don't stop now you won't get anything done today." She stood up and used her telekinetic powers to dress herself. She grabbed her belt and looked at the walls of the room. A few days after the the attack on the academy her entire collection of swords arrived. And since the rooms were not the largest she put every one of her blades on the walls. She decided to take two curved sabers of the wall and attached them to her belt. Over the last month she mostly trained her telekinetic abilitys. And since this form of training didn't required her to physically do something she mostly spent her time watching Austin train and motivating him from time to time. "So... any plans for today?"

[ButterCatx]

Machina woke up feeling tired, he never got a good night's sleep, but it is getting better. It was a full month since the intruders took over the academy and the school was on it's way to somewhere else. Machina rolled off his bed and began to walk to the mess hall, he didn't get dressed as he didn't exactly have anything to cover up. During his walk to the mess hall he saw many classmates, though not yet friends, in the halls and thought about the past month. He had helped his roommate, Karl, create many cool electronic gadgets that utilized his electric abilities. Machina sat down at the mess hall and pulled out a box of his favorite cereal, AA batteries. He poured some into his bowl and began to eat them with a spoon. He saw Salazar playing chess with James again, and generally the same bustle throughout the airship.

[CoraSpia]

A good nights sleep wasn't something that Karl struggled with. Unlike a lot of the rest of the students with their myriad psychological problems, Karl praised himself on being pretty normal, though he'd always made a point of gently comforting Machina when his own past came back to haunt him: if he had worked out that Karlwas playing with his head, he hadn't said anything yet.

He woke up refreshed, and checked the time on one of the computers positioned next to him. Though the rooms on the airship were not hotel quality (or house purchased with a lot of stolen money quality) like he was used to, he'd made up for it with little (and a few large) technological gadgets seemingly taking up most surfaces. Their was even something with legs and one blue eye at the foot of his bed. Noticing Machina had already gone, he got in the shower and allowed the scalding hot water to wash out any rregrets he had: right now their were very few. After pestering people enough, he'd gotten a good look at the schools encryption system, and had became immensely glad he hadn't attempted to hack it. The thing was like nothing he'd seen before: and so consequently he'd been using the thing for the last month as something of a training ground, getting a little stronger and more skilful each time. His one regret recently, he thought with embarrassment, was not asking Marissa a question he lacked confidence to ask, scared of the possible answer.

After getting dressed in a simple jeans and t-shirt combination, he went onto the deck to wear students were variously eating or making breakfast. Getting out breakfast supplies, he sighed.
"Can a morning ever be really good when we're flat out of black pudding?" he asked by way of a greeting.

[Unified Free Lands]

Honor hugged Violet tightly, the voices in her head giving her a deserved moment of peace. "I guess I could borrow some stuff from the cafeteria and try making Japanese food," she suggested. Although stealing food would be harder now, because when the voices appeared in her head, her powers relating to electronics had faded. She couldn't black out security cameras any more, or blow electronic locks. But she was the only one who knew, everyone else assumed she was the same. "But then again... I can't just steal food whenever I want now..." she started, tears welling in her eyes. "My ability to connect with electronics and machinery... It... It faded since I stopped X and Milo. I can't black cameras out anymore."

Benson noticed Marissa eating breakfast and decided that now was the time to talk to her about the project that he had been considering for much of this month. "Hey, can I get your help with something?" he asked, deciding to ask straight up with no small talk. "It's about the computer systems here. The armor I have isn't connected to anything but there's apparently a option to connect it to an AI called System. I'm trying to figure out what that is and what it does exactly, I snuck into the control room one time and checked which processes were running and it looks like a fairly large program, but I can't find any more about it than that."

"That's the kind of painting that gets you sent home at a regular school," chuckled Gabriel, who was lying in bed and had been meditating in an attempt to get a vision that would give her some insight on her past. She was in her human form for now, not wearing anything except for the blankets wrapped around her body. I can't believe how much I've fallen since coming to earth. I went from an angel to just a shill for this school, trying not to get locked up again...

[Kractero]

Honor hugged Violet tightly, the voices in her head giving her a deserved moment of peace. "I guess I could borrow some stuff from the cafeteria and try making Japanese food," she suggested. Although stealing food would be harder now, because when the voices appeared in her head, her powers relating to electronics had faded. She couldn't black out security cameras any more, or blow electronic locks. But she was the only one who knew, everyone else assumed she was the same. "But then again... I can't just steal food whenever I want now..." she started, tears welling in her eyes. "My ability to connect with electronics and machinery... It... It fadTed since I stopped X and Milo. I can't black cameras out anymore."

Benson noticed Marissa eating breakfast and decided that now was the time to talk to her about the project that he had been considering for much of this month. "Hey, can I get your help with something?" he asked, deciding to ask straight up with no small talk. "It's about the computer systems here. The armor I have isn't connected to anything but there's apparently a option to connect it to an AI called System. I'm trying to figure out what that is and what it does exactly, I snuck into the control room one time and checked which processes were running and it looks like a fairly large program, but I can't find any more about it than that."

"That's the kind of painting that gets you sent home at a regular school," chuckled Gabriel, who was lying in bed and had been meditating in an attempt to get a vision that would give her some insight on her past. She was in her human form for now, not wearing anything except for the blankets wrapped around her body. I can't believe how much I've fallen since coming to earth. I went from an angel to just a shill for this school, trying not to get locked up again...

Marissa looks up at Benson as he details his question and plan. "Seems interesting enough," she replies, finishing her food. Brushing her blonde hair out of her face, she continues. "I might have information on this system when I was in the school files due to a hole I found in their encryption when I was younger. I don't know if I could do it myself, I've done some snooping around in their security lately and the encryption looks very new. I might need help. Could I bring in the other hacker, Ben? He goes by Karl.."

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"The corpse of the Archduke Franz Ferdinand, the man behind World War One, is missing. HIs body was buried in a castle in Austria, and wasn't there when tour guide inspectors received a tip that the corpse had been missing for four years now. Austrian authorities are searching for information of who may have stolen the man's corpse, but there is only one piece of evidence: A note written in the same style as the Archduke's writing, saying Nobody locks up a legend. Evidence points to the supernatural, although numerous people have been arrested."

Nikolai promptly turns off the TV, and dozes off on the couch. What has the news been doing with their funds?