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Dr. Archon looked up as Calypso entered his office, flashing her a small smile. Ah, the lovely Calypso. Yes, I am awake. Sleep is for the dead, and to die is but to sleep. He said with a chuckle, standing slowly, setting aside the nuclear physics book he had been casually browsing. He considered it slightly. There are some grammatical errors in the book, and several biased statements, but it's an acceptable textbook. Perhaps I'll use it for our advanced lessons. Can't get the Feds to allow me to build a miniature nuclear reactor of course, so experiments will be severely limited... He muttered, tapping his fingers absentmindedly before snapping to the present. But that's not important. Was there reasoning behind you coming? My services and mind are yours to use. He said, returning to his seat, shrugging off the light suit coat he work and running his finger through his dark hair. Trouble with science or mathematics? Emotional stress? Feeling trapped an unable to escape? Getting strange visions of the future? He suggested lightly, his eyes intently watching her, gauging her usefulness to his potential rebellion. Meanwhile, in another part of the building, senior student Dante Fero strode quickly down a hall. He missed the days when he could simply blink into existence wherever he desired. But the damn Scholl had rid him of that right. That ability. Recently he had been approached by Dr. Archon, his favorite teacher, and informed of the school's graduation policy. They agreed to assemble a group of trustworthy students and work together to overthrow the guards of the school. To do this, however, they would need power. Archon, so Dante believed, needed the students because he had no power of his own. The good Doctor, though his skills at chemistry limited, had devoted such brainpower to developing an anti-serum for the power-suppressant that he was nearly at the breakthrough point. Then the rebellion's plans could begin.
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Marcos strode the halls with a slight apprehension, no one had been in his dorm room although he thought that their was someone else living there. Being new he had been blindly looking for his class, unsure of where to go exactly only halfheartedly following where others were walking. He didn't like this place, every time he looked up he saw almost the exact same ceiling, it bothered him not being able to see the sky. It felt like a prison walking within these walls with all the surveillance being around, it was the complete opposite of what he was used to. His ability was taken straight away as he got to this place and he didn't know exactly how to feel about that. On the one hand, he had only discovered it close to a month ago and was disappointed that he couldn't explore this power more in depth. However he was relieved as well, not knowing what he could do and possibly being a threat to everyone around him. His thoughts were interrupted as he bumped into another body and almost falling backwards. Not paying attention to where he was going, Marcos went to apologize to the person. Looking up to the student he saw another male around his age with pale skin and bright white hair, to Marcos he looked extremely unusual. I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. Marcos apologized to the other special human.
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Dante was shaken out of his own thoughts by the collision, though years of martial arts training kept him steady and on his feet. The other male, who appeared a bit lost and confused, did not fair so well, stumbling backwards and nearly falling. Not a problem, it was probably partially my fault. And if my powers weren't being suppressed, we wouldn't have this problem. He scowled slightly. That's not important. You don't look familiar, you new? I'm Dante. He introduced himself with a smirk and a slight bow. Senior, so i know my way around the place. You look lost. You wouldn't happen to have Dr. Archon first slot today, would you? Dante continued, a small smile on his face.
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With her head resting on one fist, Reem's eyes remained locked at the smart phone's screen in her hand. She didn't have access to many websites which was disappointing but then again, she knew how to entertain herself. When her phone's clock suggested that it was time for class, she raised her sight to the board and then an eyebrow when she failed to spot an instructor. That wasn't usual. Their instructors were scientists, and worked for the government. This wasn't a normal school where people can slack off, to get a job here one needs to be fully diligent and loyal. Having a teacher late, even for a few seconds, was something new to her. Reem sighed when a man came into view and introduced himself as the class T.A. This was the closest she had been to a cancelled class ever since she got thrown in this prison of a school. Oh well Reem sighed as she rolled her eyes and pulled out her notebook. She wasn't going to take notes, it was just for cover so that she can continue playing with her phone. Who cared about their degree? It's not as if she will benefit from whatever they teach in this school. Her eyes roamed the class, many poor souls listened to James introduce himself and talk about the class in utmost attention. She knew better. Looking back at her phone, she bit her bottom lip and rubbed her chin as she contemplated at the list of games she had installed on her phone. After staring for a few seconds, her fingertip reached for the left side of the screen and tapped the 'Poker' application's icon. Starting up a new game, she stared closely as she awaited her cards to be dealt. Anyone looked at her eyes from a far can tell that her hand was as bad as it can be, she folded and awaited the CPU to process the other player's moves. There was no real money involved in these games. However, money held no value to her and most of the students because she didn't have to worry about buying anything. Everything is handed to her by the government in exchange for her freedom, suppressing her power, and running tests on her like a lab animal. On the list of students hating that, Reem's name was the first. Very few teachers would notice her playing with her phone in class. Most of those who spot her turn a blind eye because they do want her to fail and not graduate. She didn't know which type James is, but she took the gamble.
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Dr. Archon? He questioned as he pulled out his transcript from his jacket. Taking a quick look at his first class, he was surprised to see he did in fact have Archon. He wasn't quite sure how classes worked but he didn't question it. Yeah I do have him, could you take me there please? This Dante guy seemed nice enough and Marcos felt it would be better living in this place with at least one person as a friend. Forgetting his manners he quickly introduced himself, Oh sorry, my name is Marcos.
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Occasionally, Reem's eyes would sway away from her well-concealed smart phone and roam the space around her. It was a way of relaxing her eyes, checking how the class was going to make sure she wasn't missing anything that was too important, and continue pretending to be paying attention to class. Truth was, even though her eyes saw James, all that went through her mind was on how much to bet on her current hand. Seeing that she had the king of spades in her hand and that the king of hearts was on the digital table shown in her screen, she upped the stakes and raised the bets while she hoped for another pair. Biting her lips in excitement, she raised her eyes again and this time and for a second she tuned in James and listened to his point of view regarding multitasking. No Reem, no need to argue.. let it go her inner self begged to calm her down. Her eyes narrowed and heartbeat escalated as she raised her hand high in a request to speak up. Stupid . She imagined her inner self as a mini version of herself slamming her head against the table in frustration of Reem's decisions. The girl didn't agree with Jame's assessment of the human's ability to multitask. After all, before she came into his lousy school, she was able to cook, dance, read, sleep and shop all in the same time. Who's James to tell her that humans aren't capable of doing that? First abduct her, then silence her power, then deny that she was once able to multitask? Reem took that as an insult, even if James didn't mean it that way. Her enthusiasm to speak up got the best of her and she even forgot to hide her phone in her pocket or behind her notebook. I was able to multitask once, before I took the ' cure ' they gave us Reem said as soon as James would notice her hand in the air, but not necessarily after he would grant her permission to speak up. Does that make me not human? she asked sarcastically. Her tone carried hints of disapproval manifested in intentionally fake innocence and confusion in her tone. She turned her head to the right and darted her eyes at the camera that monitored the class aware that more protest would get her in trouble especially that she had voiced it before a crowd of students. Her eyes then shifted back to James, eagerly awaiting for his explanation. All students in the classroom forgot about Jame's request to name what they had read or been taught before, and turned their heads to direct their eyes at Reem as she spoke up. Why in blazes did you have to speak up? her consciousness reprimanded her. She could have easily remained focused on her smart phone and avoided any incident with the higher ups. Last time she had voiced her dissatisfaction with the school's policy, she got a severe penalty in her grades and barely passed that semester. She hoped her curiosity wouldn't get her in trouble, surely James would understand how she felt. After all, he was a student after all.
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Dante smiled slightly. Dr. Archon it is then. Come along, Marcos. He said, starting off at a light jog for one of the buildings, leading the younger boy down several hallways and up a flight of stairs. Then, with a sudden stop, they arrived at a door labeled Professor Nero Archon, PhD, Professor of Physics, Advanced Physics, Nuclear Physics, Biology, Advanced Biology, Chemistry, Advanced Chemistry, and Genetics. Under this rather large metal sign, someone had tacked a piece of paper that simply read, AKA The Scientific Genius. Dante pushed open the door, breathing easily even after that light jog. Dr. Archon? New student here for your first class! Archon heard the door open and heard Dante's voice, and called back, Okay, give me a bit. Busy! He wanted to talk with Calypso, get a feel for her, and wondered if she would be part of his rebellion. Dante only nodded, gesturing for Marcos to take a seat at one of the many lab tables facing the front of the room. Have a seat. He'll be around soon enough, and your classmates should be arriving any time now. Some have early morning classes they'll be getting out in the next ten minutes. I have to be off to my Advance Calculus class. he said, moving back to the door. Oh- don't question the Doctor's math. He doesn't make mistakes.
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Calypso smiled softly and giggled at the doctor. Everything but visions, and math. I'm great at math. She shrugged. A lot of us feel trapped. We were allowed to practice our powers and abilities without bothering anyone befor- she shut her mouth and her eyes dimmed. -I suppose there's a point to us being here. Learn something. Move on. She sighed and glanced up at Archeon again. I'm a problem child. I always have been, always will be. No need to waste your time trying to help me feel better. I'll just turn around and mess up all your good work in one foul swoop, one day. What everyone else seems to think. What with my history. She smirked and rolled her eyes. Sorry to have bothered you doc. I'll be looking forward to your class. Still the only teach in here who can put a smile on anyone's face. She pushed off the wall she found herself leaning on, and back out into the halls. It was time for the cafe to open and she needed some food, her stomach screaming at her. Once she got to the cafe, she walked down the line picking up fruit and a bagel. Then a carton of milk. She asked the women behind the glass for eggs and bacon- then she went to sit in a back corner. Most kids had class starting now. A lot of the older kids would start class in the next hour like her. At least from what she'd observed being here. Calypso coughed, picking up her milk and drinking it. It was a good half hour before she was done with breakfast, then on her way down the hall to her first class of the day.
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She sighed and began to follow the boy again, You really should at least put boxers on or wrap a towel about you! It doesn't need to be a full outfit. There are women who live down here also, obviously. She'd passed the point of being embarrassed. Or at least let me know when you'll be walking naked down the halls since we seem to be the only two earlier birds in this place. She shivered then. It felt so empty in the mornings, like they were the only two. A yawn hit her before she noticed and- she stopped in her tracks. Stretching. Ugh. I'm always so tired here! She complained, waving him off now. Bored. The young woman turned on her heels and went back to her room.
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Yeah, yeah he says as she waved him off. Not like it mattered, it wasn't like he was planning to turn this into a habit. Next chance he got, he would complain to maintenance, nothing was more demoralizing than having a rough night of sweating or shivering because the centralized heating and cooling in this place was as shit as ever. He continued down the hallway to the end of another intersection, before hooking right and out of sight from the girl. Content to be alone once more he tossed his clothes onto one of the many free benches that were left unoccupied, not even bothering to use a locker at this time of hour. Walking across the room, he made his way from the changing room to the segregated showers sticking to the side that was designated for his gender. Cold water, colder than one would want to take in the morning, ran down the length of his hair, beading and running off in torrents that continued down his strong set jawline. Yawning, he leaned against the shower, placing arm and head against the sterile tiles of the shower wall, allowing the water to run down the length of his spine, tense muscles soothed by the feeling of coolness. Refreshed, and dressed once more in the clothes of a civilized man, Mithos was much more human than he had felt in the morning. Finishing the last button on a simple dress shirt as he walked from the changing room back towards the main hall, he cut a stunning image. He was clean shaven, save but a strip of facial hair that cut a sharp goatee along his chin. His hair was once more clean, the vibrant sheen of the dark brown hair catching the light of the sterile hallways as he walked past the room of the girl again.
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Faria had walked back to the small common area and was playing music from the small speaker set she had, lounging on the couch. Classical instruments harmonizing together pushing her off into a half-conscious state. There wasn't much to do here, still. This wasn't a full life. A bland boring life at most. She sighed as she drifted on the edge of consciousness. What was she going to do with her day? Not that she could think of much more that she hadn't done within her limits aside from what she was doing now. The young woman rolled off the small couch and rose to her feet from the floor walking back to her tiny room to grab her own showering things. Faria walked out into the halls shortly, carrying a purple bag under one arm, and her clothes and towel under the other. With her amazing luck- she ran right back into Mithos. Oh, sorry. She said as she fell on her butt. The girl collected her things again, and looked up to see him. Oh, you. You look nice with clothes on. Not to say you didn't look nice before... Uh. Yeah. I'm just going to go. She shook her head as she pushed herself off of the floor and stood up.
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The Doctor quirked an eyebrow at Calypso as she spoke on and on about feeling trapped and how she wanted her powers back. He leaned back in his chair, his computerized mind linking to the network and hacking past the firewalls again, making a secure line with Calypso's cell phone. He then mentally typed in a command begin SMS message subject Join us. from The Shadow message Did you mean what you said to Archon? And are you willing to do something about it? Are you ready for the truth? end SMS message He used a secure channel and detoured the security protocols to ignore the message, then deleted the message from her phone logs. The only way to read it now was to be the first person to open it. After she replied and closed the message, it would be gone. Dr. Archon stood, moving into his classroom and starting to write on the chalkboard, his letters clean and precise as he wrote out a series of questions designed to test one's knowledge of physics. They ranged from the first being relatively easy, to the last being impossible. He turned and observed his class before realizing that there was only one person in the room. Well. You are here early. You must be the one Dante brought around. He said, perching on the edge of his desk. So, tell me, what's your power? He said, considering the young man.
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Quickly after taking his seat, he watched his teacher write questions on the board. He understood a few of them but quickly dismissed it as they got more complex. This Dr. Archon seemed a bit young to be a teacher, but obviously he was incredibly smart or at least that's what it seemed to Marcos. When the the doctor told him he was early and asked him about his power, Marcos immediately got uncomfortable. Why is he asking about my power? Isn't this a physics class? he thought to himself, but decided to answer him anyway. Well, I can control fire...I-I mean I can manipulate any open flame, I think some scientist called it pyrokinesis or something, but I can't create it only control any existing one. Despite stumbling over his words he hoped that would be a sufficient answer for Archon.
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Flattery wasn't uncommon in the area known as detention, for all they really had to do was sit around and kill time. Every now and then, there was a task or a seminar by the people that ran the institute, but it had nothing to do with what they wanted. Naturally, this led to many people flirting, and the silly high-school-like dating continued. Already he was getting that vibe from the woman that looked up from the floor after having been knocked flat on her ass by bumping into him. He extended a hand to her, trying to keep a cool composure at her open flirting. He helped her up from the ground, giving her a stark contrast in their heights as she was pulled up and off the ground towards him, where their height difference was much more evident. You wouldn't be surprised to hear how often I hear that. Like how some flirted, he exercised, not wanting to give in to the boredom of this place, nor sacrificing his quality of life by gaining fat. It also gave him a sense of routine that he alone had control over, unlike the rest of the things the Detention facility did for them. He noticed the purple bag, the clothes, and the towel, before putting three and three together and realizing she was showering. You too heh? he said, a small smirk appearing at the corner of his mouth before disappearing just as fast. Nothing beats getting the first shower of the day.
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Faria accepted his hand, and quietly thanked him when she was back on her feet. The young woman picked her things back up, tucking them under her arms. No, everyone whose seen you probably gives you the same compliments. She sighed softy, looking back up at him. Fully clothed now. It was true he looked nice, on both ends of the spectrum. Maybe he just wasn't a person who liked being complimented? Girls loved that crap. It's how she stayed out of the awful drama that could sometimes happen between females down here. Stay out of the way, and shower them with compliments. She wouldn't have to do any of that- if she still had her powers. But she didn't. Mn, yeah. a smile pulled at the corner of her lips, Gave you time, so I hopefully didn't run into you again... But... Seems I have horrid luck. she shrugged, and blinked away the yawn that wanted to escape her lips. It's relaxing when its quiet. Just you. She smiled and turned on her heels, back on her merry way. Have a good day- or at least... As good of a day as you can.
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Calypso jumped as her phone vibrated in her lap. No one here had her number, except the office. What am I being blamed for this time? she wondered to herself, only to open the message and be very surprised. The girl looked over her shoulders to see if anyone were watching, then hurried down the hall to her first class. It was no wonder that Archon was her first slot this year, she entered the room with her nose in her phone. Trying to think. What if this was a trap? What if this was their way to spot problem children who'd they set back a year? Another year of crazy to deal with wasn't an option in her mind. What if this is real though? The girl typed out a quick reply, Eavesdropping isn't polite. You have my attenion. She nervously hit the send button and tucked her phone into her pocket. And paused in her tracks again. A new face? She shook her head, I'm sorry, I'm a bit late. she said, taking a seat in front. A space between herself and the other student.
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Reem's attention was directed at James' lecture so much so that she forgot the hand she had been dealt a few seconds ago in the Poker application she was playing. She had actually felt targeted when he tried to refute the possibility that people can multitask, but that feeling faded when Jame's showed some appreciation to these special abilities everyone in the room had by acknowledging them as abilities and gifts, rather than afflictions and illnesses. Her facial expressions changed to show a smile, then replied softly Reem. She didn't feel like sharing her last name, having a foreign first name was enough to easily identify her out of the tens of students in the school. Reem stopped herself from arguing even more, she had the urge to argue that since these abilities are both desirable and appreciated, they should be enhanced and carried over to future genes instead of being detained and suppressed. Her consciousness alerted her that she had picked up enough heat from the class cameras already, so she opted to drop the matter. Her eyes shifted back to her smart phone, and continued her game peacefully until class would end.
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Archon was pleased by her response, as he received it the instant she hit send. You're not too late, we're still missing several people. He said. He quickly prepared a response in his mind. Who said I was eavesdropping? Wait after class. That should give her enough of a hint at who was sending the messages. He crossed the room, tapping lightly on the board. Begin these questions. Do as many as you understand. I simply want to get a feel for how much you know. He said. Then he returned to Marcos. Pyrokinetics, hm? Fascinating. I wonder.... Is your entire body heat resistant? Or... Hm. The Doctor seemed suitably fascinated with the boy's powers. Dante slid into his seat in the Mathematics room as the bell rang for class to begin. He easily lounged in his desk, doing the beginning problems he had been assigned rather quickly. The help and extra lessons he had with Archon before planning their rebellion had helped his mental abilities greatly.
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Since it's probably a good idea to have only one OOC thread for our game, is it ok to post OOC chatter here so we don't clutterspam the interest threads area anymore? Edit Shall wait to switch to an OOC thing once DM oks it.