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Post by Kasey Setsuna on Sept 29, 2018 22:16:55 GMT -4
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Post by Kasey Setsuna on Sept 29, 2018 22:49:02 GMT -4
| Giselle Shini "Tell me where it hurts!" She had questions, many may questions. She wasn't ready to lead students around, especially to a facility she knew nothing about. It was far beyond her job description. . . . Or well, was anything she was asked to do, part of her job description? The day started just hours into the afternoon. The sun had begun to set, but had not actually descended into the earth yet. Giselle was order to wait before the building, out front with nothing but her coat and clipboard. With it, the top of the page with the words "Don't Panic" written at the top, over and over, rather than in a single large, boldened shape. She traced over them, rewriting it over and over. All she had to do was take all of them into the building to the top floor to meet the doctor. It was all she had to do. She dropped the pen in her hand, the string that held the end of it allowing it to swing like a pendulum as she looked up at the building. It was some abandoned building, one that was not ruined, but simply vacated. Towards their stay they had moved inside of it, in a effort to be more effective than their set up in the tents. The building itself had several generators outside in front, the sounds of the fans and engines drowning out most of the outside sounds, preventing anyone from having silence outside of the front doors. It was seven stories tall, and seemed to be no more large inside than your typical supermarket. But it was a once quite possibly a former business, reduced to a temporary base of operations as the medical team tried to clean up the messes everyone else left behind. Dozens upon dozens of rooms would be inside, but all would be unknown to the children, that was, until they were shown in. The metal beams and structure seemed to be intact, but most of the building was plated, reinforced, most likely to prevent an accident from happening as they continued to work on whoever got injured during their practices. |
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Post by Kasey Setsuna on Oct 1, 2018 18:17:39 GMT -4
Oh no, this wasn't good at all. None of it was going to end well.
She ran down the empty halls of the building holding the papers in her hand. She was perhaps the least qualified to greet the arriving party, but still it was her job, just like Giselle. Opening the doors slowly, shyly she would smile with the glasses set upon her nose. Peeking out, the raven haired girl pushed back her braided ponytail to her back as she looked forward to the party. It seemed only a few researchers, civilians, a few other people she had seen before. Looking around, she could not see any students had arrived yet, or were perhaps hiding behind the crowd of the few dozen gathered.
"We will head up to meet with the Doctor and his presentation in just a few moments everyone!" she called out, her face nervously red as she tried to keep her cool for the both of the women. "There will also be some snacks and drinks for those that have skipped breakfast... or lunch, or brunch... or well are just hungry." She wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready to lead a party. She already had only begun to get over the sight of blood. She was booksmart on methods and theories, but to see a wound had begun to trigger something that-
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Post by Shimizu Haruto on Oct 1, 2018 22:15:17 GMT -4
Was this really the right place? Haruto looked up at the massive building, then down at his phone. Venus Boarding School, main entrance. What an eerie place, with the low rumbling of the generators outside. Apparently, it had been a convenient place for the military to set up, but... Apparently, this place had been abandoned ever since it shut down, and it looked it. Was that, metal plating over where the windows should be? And some windows had clearly been broken, never to be fixed. Between that and the white noise of the generators, it truly felt like the set of a horror film.
But then, the military was just working with what they had, and- Well, Haruto wasn't about to miss this presentation! Quirks and Their Effects on the Body, Both of Their Own and Others, by Doctor Shoru Norigami. A long title, to be sure, but... Everything about it drew Haruto in, from the moment Avril had suggested he check it out. Effects on his own body? His quirk produced mutant white blood cells, which multiplied rapidly when exposed to so called "impurities," substances which were harmful to the human body. The problem was, that to fuel this multiplication... Well, his own body was eaten alive from the inside.
As for effects on others, well, Haruto's dream was to be a doctor. Using the other side of his quirk's effect- That it drew 'impurities' from those he touched into himself- He wanted to help people. To heal them. And while there was a lot more to being a doctor than that... Haruto couldn't help but want to focus on how his quirk put him in a unique position to help! In short, this presentation was basically the summation of Haruto's hopes, dreams, and goals.
As the white-haired student approached the building, it soon became clear that he was not the only one here. Although he had tried to arrive well in advance for the presentation, there were already some men in lab coats- Doctors or scientists? waiting around outside. Intimidated by the adults, Haruto didn't speak with any of them- But from what he caught of their conversation over the roar of the generators, they were also here for the presentation, and were annoyed at the doors being locked. After all, why should they have to wait out here with these loud things, instead of in the presentation room?
Well, the important thing Haruto learned from that was that the doors were locked, so he didn't end up looking like a fool trying to open them. But, with some time yet remaining until they opened... Well, he stood to the side, and waited. Checked his phone- Nothing from Chise, to his disappointment. Shooting off a quick text, he closed his phone, and began checking his bag out of boredom. It wasn't all that exciting- There was his first aid kit, which he rarely went without despite it only rarely being useful... Such as at the Circus Kunshu. However, especially after that had happened, he wouldn't be caught dead without it! Laying at the bottom was a small bottle, filled with just enough rubbing alcohol to send his quirk into a frenzy- A trick he'd been using, in order to practice with it. Along with those lay a small notebook- Though whether or not he would take any notes, remained to be seen
And, carefully lain at the top, lest the contents were be damaged, was an unassuming box. Anyone who saw it would know that it was a bento, and it had been handmade for him by his girlfriend, Ishihara Chise. Just looking at it made Haruto smile- And he couldn't wait to open it up! But now was not the time for that! So he forced himself to close his bag once more. He checked his phone again, and if his face turned rather loose upon seeing he had gotten a response- Could anyone blame him?
But after wasting some more time, a nurse appeared and began to speak. Looked like the presentation would be soon! Of course, he had no need for the snacks... And just thinking about that made him salivate a little. But, today was about more than eating Chise's homemade bento! And while he was excited about it, he truly was looking forward to today's presentation!
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Oct 3, 2018 6:23:40 GMT -4
Was there really anything else they could teach her about her quirk and the explosive substance it produced?
Back in America, around the time she had been discovered by the man who get her into Yuuei in the first place, she had underwent a series of tests to determine what the hell was it in her body that made things explode so violently. The testing process had been one that could hardly be considered successful. The second she tried to release it for the scientists to test it would explode right in their faces, leaving enough equipment damaged Jasmine was pretty sure she couldn't pay for half of it after having worked a middle-class job her whole life. Now that was a depressing thought.
What the guys in lab coats managed to figure out is that the compound her body created had an uncanny similarity to C2N14 - or, if you wanted the more science-y name, Bis(diazidomethylene)-hydrazine. A mouthful, to be sure, but Jasmine remembered it quite fondly. And she remembered what made it tick. In a basic sense, it was all the nitrogen. Normally nitrogen was a diatomic molecule - N2, with a triple bond between nitrogen atoms, which turns out to be a very, very stable molecule. But then comes C2N14. It takes a lot of energy to put all those nitrogens into bonds that aren’t triple bonds with one other nitrogen. And when you have to put a lot of energy into formation of a molecule, it often wants to go back the other way. Quickly. Explosively fast.
So, when you form a C2N14 molecule, you’re basically just binding up a lot of would-be nitrogen gas into a form it doesn’t want to be in. And when you provide a tiny, tiny bit of energy to overcome the barrier to reaction, it’s all going to spontaneously shoot toward nitrogen gas, releasing all that energy all at once. BOOM.
That was basically the explanation the scientists had given her plus a little research of her own. They had aptly named the compound Jasmine produced as C2N14x on account of it not being created in a lab, but that didn't matter, really. The effects were the same.
So, with that being said, what was the blonde lioness doing here? Who knows, really. Looking at the abandoned building and the gathering crowd, she had begun doubting her decision of coming here. She really didn't think there was anything new this... Shoru Norigami could tell her and all of this looked way too shady to be at all helpful. She sighed; yeah, she'd go home after this. Despite the infamous fighter that she was, she was starting to miss her dorm room, her couch, her bed, her coffee, and her gaming console.
Dressed in a military issued outfit - black boots, loose green camo pants, a black tank and a white hoodie with the hood strewn over her head - Jasmine shoved her hands into the hoodie's front pockets and simply waited, examining the crowd.
Snacks, huh? She couldn't say she wasn't at all hungry.
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Oct 3, 2018 16:11:35 GMT -4
This military base had been one hell of a trip with all the crap that had happened since she’d been here. She’d ended up fighting with her girlfriend, and, arguably, beat her in said fight, though she was still adamant it was a draw at best given the circumstances, especially since she just flat out couldn’t admit she earned a win against someone she admired so much and was borderline intimidated by in the best way possible. Another day she’d had a firing contest using her gauntlet against the school’s sharpshooter. She’d seen one of Maxi’s new tricks, and somehow managed to sleep with the boy in the spare rooms of the med bay, which had been pretty damn fun all things considered. He was surprisingly good. No Jaz, but it had definitely been a fun experience.
She may have also distanced herself somewhat from her vice president mentally, it had been fun initially, going to the paintball events being held with him, but many sections of the military base allowed quirks, and when he so weirdly turned on her for using hers…yeah. It left a bad taste in her mouth, and worse yet he completely humiliated an untrained quirk user in a fight. It was typically easy for her to move on and forget, but this seemed to be a unique case where it still left an oddly bitter taste behind, one she couldn’t quite be rid of no matter how hard she tried to just mentally move on from it…ah well. Time was the best healer, and in time she’d at least forget. Still seeing the bad side of Alex’s nature was weird. He could be overly harsh to an opponent and curbstomp them, but seeing something close to the same behaviour in others and he got defensive, like he wanted to do anything he could to belittle success others found.
Ugh, she really needed to stop thinking about it…
Of course the main event of the military base in her mind was still the time she’d spent with Darren. The blonde tipped delinquent had been so amazingly fun to hang out with and god was she glad she’d gone along with some of the things she did…she regretted them on a lot of levels too, but overall she definitely enjoyed it. The diving had been one hell of a wild ride, plummtetting through the air, relying on the power of a quirk to save her life…in hindsight that was still very, very dumb, and the kickback of the adrenaline rush ensured she’d never ever do it again, but damn was it still a good and unique memory.
She maybe regretted what they did next a little more. Once Darren had recovered from the scare he’d given her, they’d tested out some guns, that was all fine, but the not so fine part was when she’d tried to be bold and use her quirk, which wasn’t even built to charge things from the get go, to try and charge the displayed railgun since they had set it up for a few test fires. The first time she’d failed, and with some exhaustion just laughed it off, but the second time she had…influence. Darren had been hiding bottles of the drug that had been in the school’s water and somehow she’d convinced herself to take some. It…hadn’t yielded many results, and now Yumi had also managed to convince herself she should be addicted. She wasn’t even sure how QED addiction worked, and was relying solely on a placebo effect of addiction. She was scratching herself whenever the idea of the QED popped into her head, just unconsciously imitating the actions addicts had performed on TV.
It didn’t help she’d been in Darren’s presence quite regularly, and today was meeting up with him at the entrance to the military base with a small leaflet for a display that was apparently going on today. The idea of attending some sort of lecture about the effects of quirkers existance on the medical world and procedures interested her on two levels. The first was more personal, as her own quirk had, in its own way, always had a medical effect. It wasn’t dangerous, but every second pulse her heart generated an electrical crackle, and her skin constantly had a low level static that could shock a doctor using a stephoscope if they weren’t careful. The other purpose was in actually using her quirk for a medical purpose, as she had wondered if one day, when she had far better control, she could use it like a defibrillator. It was a far off idea in her current state, but to use her quirk to heal, in any way? That was one hell of a dream.
As such, she’d eagerly managed to convince Darren to go to the lecture with her, teasing him briefly that he maaaay wanna learn how his own quirk may work in ‘medical’ situations. The reproductive process could become very dangerous with the capability to create momentum anytime anywhere you wanted. She’d also convinced him of ooooone other thing…
And so, Yumi had arrived on the scene sitting on Darren’s shoulders, her hands resting on his head as a point to hold onto if she slipped or lost balance, grinning wide to herself as she gently, safely swayed with every other step. She was wearing her cargo shorts, camo patter knee socks, and some loose laced boots. She seemed to me wearing fingerless, shoulder length gloves / arm warmers and a blue tank top under her casual orange hoodie, which wasn’t too usual for her but not out of the realm of her quirky personality. From her perch atop Darren’s head, she spotted Jaz and Haruto pretty swiftly, waving to them eagerly.
“Hey guys! You’re here too?” She carefully slipped herself off Darren and rounded around from his back, hands resting casually in her pockets. “How you dudes? Didn’t expect to see you here Jaz at the very least.~” She stepped over and gave her a big peck on the cheek with a ‘mwah’ sound before turning her energy to the woman addressing them. “Oh definitely! I even have a notepad in my back pocket!”
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Post by Daimon Darren on Oct 3, 2018 17:17:26 GMT -4
Darren looked into his sports bag before coming to the base this morning and noticed something. The water bottle he had been carrying there the other day with Yumi didn’t have a ripped label.
He dug in one of the many hiding places he had arranged in his dorm room and found it. The water bottle with the small rip on the label to differenciate it. In other words, his last bottle of QED. In more words, the water he gave Yumi the other day had been perfectly regular water.
Did that meant that was the maximum capacity of her quirk that she used the other day? If so, it was impressive.
The bus soon dropped him in front of the base and Yumi immediately assaulted him with a flier on some presentation about medical quirk saying she wanted to go and demanding she take him here. He read the flier, and his eyes opened a little wider. It was about the effects of quirk on the body.
The geasles from the dive the other day came to mind and he agreed. The redhead class president took advantage of the opportunity to ask a shoulder ride on top of it, and with a spin about how if he was so strong he should be able to carry her, she managed to convince him.
So he arrived to the demonstration grabbing the thighs of the redhead who was sitting on his shoulder, his head a rather comfortable position, all things considered. “Hey Blondie, hey support studies dude with the glass who is dating the ginger,” he greeted his schoolmates descriptively.
Yumi slid of his shoulders, and with a roll of the shoulders to relieve the tension he was good to go. He didn’t say anything to Yumi about the QED yet. A woman greeted them and asked if they had things to take note. Yumi said she had a notepad.
“I have nothing,” declared Darren enthusiastically.
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Post by Rin Kurama on Oct 3, 2018 18:31:21 GMT -4
WORD COUNT: TAGGED: TAGGED: Fluffy There was definite proof in the results. The tests had been run multiple times, on several different machinery, just to ensure that there couldn't have been anything out of place. To failsafe, to ensure that this information could be considered proper evidence. A week or so ago, the raven haired female had been approached by the combat quarters for a quirk demonstration. A demonstration that had resulted in Rin very much being endangered by the shark that had assaulted Darren and several civilians in a park. That, on it's own, had been cause for concern, naturally. Exactly why were these villains present at the military event in the first place? Who could've possibly given them clearance to utilize these villains as some sort of guinea pigs to study quirks? There were things which had been questionable. Things which had required answers. The charade however, had not even remotely stopped there. The shark had been a relatively easy opponent for Rin to combat. In an enclosed space, her ability to create walls of blood and box in opponents had made him an easy capture. Fortunately, his strength hadn't initially been enough to overpower the girl's quirk.... but mere moments after the military men's faces had twisted in dismay, the shark creature, who had been otherwise calmly surrendering, entered a raged frenzy. Breaking Rin's blood barriers, moving around at unprecedented speed, senses pushed far beyond their regular maximum. It was during this, that Rin had managed to wound the shark. Not through anything fatal or destructive, just enough to draw blood. Blood for samples. The rest of the fight had been... A troublesome affair. Rin had exhausted most of her energy......The following few days were spent in the medical area. Perhaps ironically, the devices that belonged to the military, were part of how Rin had uncovered the truth. The shark's system had been pumped full of some kind of drug. Structurally, it reminded Rin a lot of the QED incident at Yuuei. However, this drug in particular had organic partials to it. Like the whole thing had been synthesized from a living being. A quirk user, to be specific. Given how Rin had witnessed the military's treatment of the shark, and had heard from Eisenberg-san that Thundershock was also present elsewhere in the base, Rin had no doubts that the military would've taken advantage of a quirk user, to create drugs to bring the rest of the pack in check. Still, it remained a theory. There was definitely the possibility that, rather than the military as a whole, it was but a few individuals that stood behind the whole conspiracy. Rin needed more information, but it was the final day. Time was limited, and if she failed to act, who knew what the future could bring..?Rin had already asked Jasmine Noir to accompany her. Afterall, if the blonde knew what Rin might be walking straight into, the aftermath of shouting and blame would be incredible. Walking into danger head first and alone, you know I'm here to help you, right?! Dumbass. Rin could practically hear Jasmine lecturing in an alternative future. Groaning softly, the raven haired female began checking her items, making sure that she had everything she needed. Wearing a brown military cloak, Rin was hiding the fact that she was wearing her hero costume underneath. Around her waist, the girl had a utility belt, holding all the medical equipment that Maximillian once had gifted her. Whether he had later become a butthead or not, the tools were still appreciated. Scalpels, syringes, basic painkillers, gauze bandages, scissors, needles and other basic equipment. On Rin's right hand, she wore a ring gifted by Jasmine. By applying a slight bit of pressure through squeezing her hand, she could make a small blade appear at the top of the ring. This allowed Rin mostly to wound herself in an attempt to draw blood. A precaution after what had happened with Nick... Lastly, Rin carried a bag, containing all the files and evidence she had on the military's endeavors. Being that she was a rather smart girl, naturally, there were others at Yuuei in posession of this information, and should things go haywire, you could be damned sure the media would receive a little carepackage to spin a story.Arriving on scene, Rin was surprised to see a group of students already there. Naturally, she had expected Jasmine, but Yumi, Darren and Haruto-san were all unexpected additions. Biting her lip, Rin was not sure whether this was fortunate or unlucky. If things were to get sour, having someone to watch out for your back was a good thing - hence why she invited Jasmine. However, with this many students gathered, this risks associated with potential foul play also increased tenfold. Scratching her cheek, she decided to put on one of her kind smiles, trying not to stir up any unneccesary bad feelings. Not until she had a reason to, at least. "...Quite the gathering. Yumi-chan, Darren-san, Jasmine-chan, Haruto-san. Are you all here for the medical presentation?" Raising an eyebrow at the fact that Yumi was riding around on Darren's shoulders, Rin hadn't quite understood the whole idea of being in open relationships... Yumi was a strange enigma in that way. Though, given the nature of today, Rin wasn't sure she ought to give it any extra thought... When it came to the woman, Rin simply nodded twice, gesturing to her bag of stuff.
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Post by Kasey Setsuna on Oct 4, 2018 14:54:29 GMT -4
It had seemed as if everyone who was meant to be there, had already arrived. With no time to waste, she addressed them all before turning to Giselle to go ahead and open the doors for them to enter. The doors of the building would be swung open as both of the nurses took them in hand, allowing them all to enter. "Please head to the left once you get inside. We will be heading down that hallway!"
Nani instructed, trying to keep herself calm, rather than the others. It was nerve racking to say the least. Once the crowd had entered, she and Giselle would both release the doors behind them, allowing the hinges to them them shut. Giselle would stay behind the crowd, making sure no one had wandered off, as Nani would rush to the front to try and direct everyone.
The inside of the building would be barren, with mix matched flooring that was either a fake tile, or wood. The lights were all on, allowing everything to be seen. A few bulbs were out, a few flickering between the ones that were perfectly fine. As the would advance, Nani would open the door to a staircase to head further, deeper, under the building. "In order to preserve the specimens, Doctor Norigami had prepared our demonstration underground!" she spoke again, in a voice that would begin to grow more and more irritable as it went on. Something pitchy, squeaky. As they would be led down the steps, should they not ask any questions with substance, they would arrive in mostly silence, the rest of the halls just as lit as the main lobby. At the bottom of it, a wide open room, with none other than the doctor himself, as well as all of his other staff.
They would be gathered in the room, with the anatomy of a human drawn over glass, or whatever clear material it was. Various unorganized materials set around the room, as if he was continuing to work, even before his presentation began. Beside him, Pan Iti, whom he was speaking with in a manner that if overheard, seemed like he was scolding him. Beside the anatomy pieces was Bodak Manjiki. On either side of the doorway the group had entered to get into the room, both Mitsuki sisters would be on either side, with Sunday on their left, and Avril to their right. Various seats would be set, many of them folding chairs with woven cushions and padding. Each with their own scratches and imperfections. Tsuki Nosagi, would be waiting in front of the seats, waiting for all to be gathered, holding a clipboard just like anyone else. All of them. wearing their uniformed coats. It was time for business.
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Post by Shimizu Haruto on Oct 4, 2018 17:47:19 GMT -4
Soon after Haruto arrived, other students started to show up. Starting with Jaz, who he recognized from the Paintball tourney... Well, he liked to think that despite everything, they got along pretty well, so he gave a small wave in greeting. But other than having teamed up for a short time for Elise's game, they weren't particularly close, so he didn't walk over and start to chat. Still, it was nice to see a familiar face among all these suits and lab coats.
The next person to arrive- Well, next two people really, one riding the other's shoulders... For whatever reason. In any case, the carrier called out to Haruto- In an unmistakable, if unusual manner. Haruto's cheeks flushed bright red at being identified by his relationship with Chise. Speaking of which- "I'm sorry, but... Who were you again?" Haruto could not for the life of him recognize this spiky-haired student, nor the redhead on his shoulders- Whom he would give a polite nod to. For that matter, was his relationship with Chise such common knowledge that it was how people identified him? That was... A strange feeling! Not that, well, not that he hated it or anything... It was just, embarrassing!
The next arrival was a familiar face, the Class President of 1-A. Well, that was no surprise- She was also in the medical course at UA, and he had seen her around the military camp before. Specifically, when she had helped him out with learning the new sides of his quirk. As she had greeted him, well, it would only do to return in kind."Oh, Rin? Yeah, I wouldn't miss this for the world! Besides the stuff with my quirk... Well, if I want to use my quirk as a doctor, how could I not go to a seminar about the effect of quirks on the human body?"
Though it seemed some of the adults weren't too excited about having a group of students at the presentation. Or perhaps it was just the lingering frustration of the doors being locked- But, their were pointed glares at the newcomers, especially those with more brightly colored hair- The type which had long since been associated with hair dye and delinquency in Japan, no matter how natural the colors were. Clearly, they weren't enthused by the idea of having to see this presentation with a bunch of sightseeing brats.
But this would not last for long, as they had more important things to do, and the doors were opening. In the face of beautiful women, what annoyance could persist for long? As for Haruto, well, he was definitely more comfortable sticking with his fellow students- He stayed closer to them, than to the adults. Not for the first time, he had to wonder if it would be better to try and use his newfound control over his quirk to let his hair return to a normal color.
The inside of the building somehow managed to look even worse than the outside. Haruto couldn't help but shiver as the light flickered- It felt like a ghost could jump out at any second! Hopefully the lighting at the presentation would be more adequate. Even if they had set this up in a hurry, wasn't this a little bit too much!? Haruto's eyes glanced about nervously as he followed the two guides.
Specimens? Since this was quirk research, did that mean, human bodies? Haruto shivered again, even knowing that there was nothing unusual about that. After all, it was hard to research quirks without subjects, and a necropsy was often as useful as a living subject... But it was still an uncomfortable thought. However, if he wanted to become a doctor, he... Would have to be able to face death, and dead bodies, and dying ones... So he gulped, and continued to follow down the stairs.
As they entered the basement, Haruto's wandering eyes caught sight of a familiar face! Avril Mitsuki, the doctor who had helped him with his quirk- He flashed a smile and a wave at her, not wanting to interrupt anyone by speaking up- But, how could he ignore someone who had both helped him so much, and had been the one to suggest he come in the first place? But he kept walking, and took a seat near the middle. He had been looking forward to this presentation since he had heard about it, and wasn't afraid to let that enthusiasm show on his face!
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Oct 5, 2018 4:01:33 GMT -4
Standing a little ways away from the main crowd, Jasmine had been minding her own business when she had noticed Haruto waving at her. She offered him a small smile and a lazy salute as a greeting of her own, her memory darting back to the little paint-ball competition they had against Elise and that other guy who wasn't exactly... memorable. It had surprised her quite a bit to see how Elise had grown. From Support Studies, healing and 'I can't ever hurt another person!' to being this so-called 'gun-bunny' hefting around a sniper rifle twice her size. It was weird how life worked sometimes. Not that she was complaining, really.
The next few people who arrived had caught her attention quite quickly. Well, to be honest she wasn't really surprised to see Yumi there, and when the redhead gave her a peck on the cheek all Jaz did was offer a small wink and yet another smile. Yumi had kept saying how she wanted to learn more about her quirk, to figure out how to control it properly and to master its usage. Something like this probably wasn't a bad choice to attend, though she wondered how the doctors would be able to analyze her particular ability. Just guessing by the nature of her quirk alone, Yumi probably made it very difficult for whatever scientist to keep his equipment steady. She knew what that was like considering she got into the habit of blowing shit up whenever she was tested on, something Jaz kept insisting was accidental, though nobody could really confirm. And then there was Darren. Short answers, quick descriptions. It almost felt like the Aussie didn't even want to be here, which wasn't all that surprising. He did feel somewhat out of place here, then again it was probably Yumi who dragged him here.
The blonde had stayed relatively quiet when Rin approached and did her social butterfly thing. She wasn't much for social interactions and the reason for her being there was clear - she was to make sure shit didn't go south. And if it did, it was her job to beat it back into the Arctic Ocean. A simple enough objective. Also probably relatively easy considering it would've likely been only doctors standing in her way. Whichever the case was, Jasmine kept her wits about her as the students and the rest of the crowd were lead inside. Hands still in her pockets and hood draped over her head, she walked closely behind Rin, investigating the situation like a hawk yet showing little to no interest outwardly.
Something about this made her feel uneasy. Call it her natural paranoia or her simple refusal to trust things, but Jasmine was on high alert the second they entered the building. Honestly you could barely call this place a building - part of her questioned if this place was even structurally solid considering how it looked on the inside. People in lab coats very quickly greeted them, most undoubtedly viewing them as lab rats.
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Oct 5, 2018 15:34:07 GMT -4
Yumi stuck out her tongue, just peeking out between her lips as Jaz winked at her for that little kiss on the cheek. She maybe expected a slightly bigger reaction on running into her, but she supposed they were here for a pretty professional sounding lecture, so maybe Jaz was just trying to behave while also offering her usual cool girl cheek. Whatever it was Yumi wasn’t bothered in the slightest and continued to hold her usual energy around the crew that was forming waiting for the lecture, or presentation, or whatever. She smirked back at Darren and gave him a cheeky little “Thanks for the ride champ.” As she posed with a cock of her hips to one side, her eyes drifting to the last to approach, mildly surprised to see her, but she supposed Rin did have a rep as being pretty dedicated to her studies, what with her currently being the top ranked student in the school, so Yumi felt maybe she shouldn’t really be surprised. In fact, if anything, she’d been wanting to meet Rin for a while! She knew her well enough from reputation alone in class 1-C, and with the rather playful (in her eyes at least) rivalry between 1A and 1C, she was very eager to see what their president was actually like and strode over to her with a bright smile, though she stopped and turned as Haruto addressed her.
“I’m-“ She stopped as Rin addressed her as Yumi-chan, glad the other class prez knew her too, though she did wonder how on some light level. Did she have a reputation in the other classes too? Maybe, though all the same she pointed to Rin with both hands and a bright smile and used her answer as her own. “Yumi! That’s me!” She was feeling exceptionally energetic today, the military event having filled her with a lot of confidence in herself and it was definitely showing as she did nothing but exude energy. She turned back on her heels and opened her mouth to speak to Rin, wanting to suggest they sit close together during the presentation so they could get to know eachother, but the woman who was leading this little group into the building quickly caught their attention, Yumi’s head whirling about over her shoulder so fast her ponytail just narrowly missed whipping Rin in the face, and turning back just as quickly she held up a finger with a cheeky smirk. “I’ll hold that thought, we best get inside.~”
Skipping into the front of the group, Yumi moved past Darren on her way, tugging him by the wrist in both hands, briefly skipping backwards as she did before she flowed into the crowd with him as they all went inside, a little bop and skip to her motions as she gently sung a song that had been stuck insider her head. The lyrics were…weird, but the tune was so weirdly upbeat and delightful that Yumi had ended up focusing on that more than the actual words leaving her as she recited it.
“You don’t know what it’s like to get your head lumped iiiin…~ Cause you keep flappin those gums like you the boss till you shut your chin…~”
She certainly got a few odd looks from anyone else coming to see this presentation that was for sure, though she was oblivious to them and the looks of her classmates if there were any, her hips bopping left to right as they all shuffled their way inside, genuinely just focused on the tune and boppy atmosphere her song was generating inside her head, flashing light smiles back to the rest of her schoolmates as she continued inward, making sure they were all keeping up.
“Specimens?” Perking up and back to reality as they got close to the lab, she wondered what she meant. She’d heard very loose rumors that animals could sometimes develop quirks. Maybe they had a few lab frogs with quirks…? Possibly. Oh well, she was sure they’d find out soon enough, and as they were let out into the room. She didn’t see it as too scary, in fact it seemed weirdly thematic. In her head this was the kind of place real science took place, though maybe she watched too many old movies. It looked dark and dinghy if the lighting wasn’t so good, somewhere you could focus on science rather than just rely on up to date machines, but her perception on stuff like this, as ever, wasn’t exactly gonna be an experienced one. She did recognize a face from among the staff, though for the life of her a name escaped her, all she could remember was discussing the potential of using her quirk like a defibrelator with one of the women in the medbay. She’d have to wrack her brain for that quick or it’d be bothering her the entire presentation.
Her eyes dipping to the open seats, she pulled her notepad out of her cozy back pocket and rushed right up to the seats that seemed most centre and closest to the front, looking back to Jaz, Rin, and Darren and eagerly patting he empty seats around her with a bright smile as she tried to silently invite them. Haruto less so, since she very barely knew him, even if he was technically as much of a stranger as Rin.
“Come on guyyyys! Best seats in the house.~” She wouldn’t be too offended if they wanted to sit at the back or away from her, Darren seemed comfortable at the back of class, Rin didn’t know her, and Jaz, while she didn’t know personally, probably was the kind to like to sit at the back of a class too. Regardless, Yumi was eagerly awaiting this presentation, her eyes drifting all around the room and taking in all the equipment, wondering what this little show might provide her in terms of insights to her and other’s quirks.
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Post by Daimon Darren on Oct 6, 2018 16:07:14 GMT -4
The support studies dude with the glasses who was dating the ginger was utterly flustered by the rather long nickname he had given him. It made Darren laugh and almost forgive the fact that the spectacled boy had no idea who he was. “I’m Daimon Darren. That guy who was fighting the shark,” he said with pride, desperately clinging to the one story that made him look good. Somewhat.
Next up was the renowned evil overlord of 1-A, master manipulator acting in the shadows and evilest person this side of the Earth, according to Alex anyway. He threw the evil overlord thing as a joke once -- alright, maybe more than once -- as part of joke “class war” -- which was becoming less and less of a joke -- and Alex ran with it farther than he ever hoped to take it. Now it was like a spectacle, one that Darren eagerly watched.
He didn’t even know the girl, besides her name and her quirk from classes they shared. “Hey, evi-- Rin, I mean. Hi!” He smiled his biggest smile, which was also one of his dumbest. Which was the absolute dumbest was still subject to debate, as Darren was very experienced in the art of looking dumb.
It sounded like these two were the ones actually interested in the doctoring part of the event; Jaz, Yumi and him stuck out like sore thumbs. Blondie didn’t say a word, answering only with nods and gestures, whereas Yumi was eager to greet and make friends with everyone. In these moments, the asocial delinquent felt much closer to the blonde. He poked her ribs with his elbow and another contender for that title of dumbest Darren smile. “Got dragged here too?”
He had been dragged himself, but it didn’t require a lot of convicing. Exactly why he got red dots on his arms -- and blacked out if he went too hard -- had been a question that’d been bugging him for a while. He knew it had something to do with blood slushing around like when you shake a bottle, but he figured if he had a better idea why and how it happened, he might be able to find a solution.
And so here he was, walking through the hallways of the building with the makeshift group of students. Yumi sang a weird song. Darren whistled along with it, going off-key on purpose for two or three notes to throw her off the melody. It was really catchy, though.
The path took them downstairs, which was when the delinquent stopped whistling. “Why do we have to go downstairs for this?” he whispered to Jasmine. “You think they gonna put us in them machines that look inside us?” he asked. His tone was still light and playful. What could them doctor nerds do anyway?
They got to the room in which the presentation was held. There were nurses and doctors and orderlies and anatomical schemas and expensive looking medical equipment, and in the middle, contrasting with the rest, an assemblage of cheap steel chairs in front of a white board. Yumi, cheerful as ever, motionned for them to sit their asses on the “best seats in the house.” Darren sat next to her, stretching with no respect for her personal space and putting his hand in her face.
He found that today, teasing and annoying the class president was really funny, so he did just so, having fun with his classmates the way careless teenagers always did, quirks or not, whether they dreamed of being a doctor or getting paid to slap fools.
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Post by Rin Kurama on Oct 7, 2018 6:03:24 GMT -4
WORD COUNT: TAGGED: TAGGED: Fluffy There were fairly decent reasons as to why Rin knew exactly who Yumi and Darren were. For the former, the information had been readily available for all the planned inter-class meetings that the school had been encouraging. It just so happened that, with all the different events, happenings, incidents and what not, there hadn't been much time for the basic school interactions that Yuuei seemingly wanted to also impart to it's students. The delinquent, Darren, had been quite a thorn in Rin's side, in all honesty. At the music night, he had been responsible for getting the whole crowd in an uproar at the unfolding events. Enough that several had started booing. Then, the principal had had this great idea of getting Rin some self-defense practice. With none other than the male blonde delinquent. Raising an eyebrow at his greeting, she could've sworn Darren was but a miniscule second away from greeting her the way Alex usually did. "Uh, right..." The girl simply mentioned, shrugging to herself. On occasion, Rin wished she had the personality to sock him straight in the face. Be it Alex or Darren. Lord knew that they both needed some adjustments to their personalities, if they wanted to be viewed as anything but a pair of assholes. Haruto remained the same old, same old. As far as Rin was aware through their minor meetings, basically fit the description of nerd perfectly. Always thinking, always coming up with something new, often coming up with ideas that weren't the greatest, probably sharing only a tenth of the thoughts that went through his head. As a personality, Rin quite liked him. It was fairly easy to know where his thoughts were going next. Offering him yet another smile, the raven haired female still gravitated mostly towards Jasmine. Standing on her left side, almost sheltering herself from the other students by utilizing Jasmine as a line-of-sight breaker. The greetings must've been enough, right?...Following the group in a quiet tempo, the sapphire blue eyes were watching where they went with care. Watching the nurses taking them to their destination, one step at a time, always moving forwards, never looking back. Cautious, observant, they arrived at am emtramce leading downstairs. Sneaking her hand into her pocket, Rin snuck out her phone. Taking a look, there were a few unimportant new messages. The whole reason for pulling out the phone however, was a little different. Before coming to the Semper Fi event today, she had exchanged a couple of messages with other friends. Eisenberg-san and Ryuusei-kun. As far as Rin was aware, they were going to different areas of the event entirely. Thus, because she had no influence in those areas, Rin had chosen to give them both a small heads-up that things might not be as peaceful as they initially seemed. Stepping down the stairs, the sapphire blue eyes watched the reception carefully. There was reception, though it seemed to be very, very weak. Having a phonecall would be difficult, but sending messages ought to be fairly possible. The group slowly ventured underground, with Rin sticking closely to Jasmine's side.As they reached their destination, an area opened up in front of them, offering several positions for sitting down. Looking at Jasmine and shrugging, Rin led the blonde to one of the back row seats, closest to the door. Rin would've been lying if she'd claim this whole setting didn't make her feel somewhat claustrophobic. It really did feel like the ceiling could cave in on them at any moment. That, combined with the attitude of the researches, did make her feel expendable. Shuddering, this unease was unlikely to disappear. Especially with what followed. After a few moments of having sat in the underground, her phone vibrated with a message. Tilting her head to the side; It was from Ryuusei. "Something is definetely off. I'm following someone to confirm it. I'll talk to you later."What was that supposed to mean? Ryuusei had basically confirmed that something was going on with the military. Yet, there was no information as to what was going on. The message was short, essentially stating he wouldn't be able to reply again anytime soon. Looking around to the other students, Rin bit her lip. If a friend was in trouble, then she ought to go help... but if this incident was not unique to the combat area buttholes, then leaving behind the ones here without a word could endanger them. So, rin did the only thing she knew she could, without arising suspicion from the staff there. A message to the Yuuei chat-room. Yuuei's software was fairly well encrypted, though hackers like Susumu had managed to break past some of it before. Typing away, as soon as the message was sent, she gently nudged Jasmine with an elbow."Want to come for some fresh air? This place is making me a bit claustrophobic." From there, Rin rose from her seat, hoping to see the blonde lionness follow. In a somewhat casual, calm manner, her direction was towards the exit. This was everything she could do for the moment. They absolutely had to go assist, if Ryuusei was in trouble. Which, considering how things were quietly unfolding there, in an atmosphere that seemed anything but friendly towards quirk users, seemed more and more like a likely scenario.
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Post by Kasey Setsuna on Oct 8, 2018 12:59:12 GMT -4
Shoru Norigami "Why don't we just get started." The voice of the doctor was loud, his voice coming from all around the room from various speakers. It wasn't deafening, but it was more than attention grabbing. Had he the microphone with him at all times? His face was hidden behind a white gas mask, his identity hidden. The reason? There wasn't one. He wasn't one to provide any real reason for his actions.
The crowd that was entering his domain were led down the steps into the large and vast room. With it, seats to provide them easy listening as well as viewing. But it wasn't like they were actually going to be in the seats long. No, he had planned an interactive presentation for them all to enjoy. After all, not everyone learned with just words, or visuals, some had learned only from working with their hands, something he was sure to deliver.
"With us today, are three mutant cadavers." He spoke out, allowing the microphone to do it's job. He would extend his arm out to direct his staff to wheel in the carts with the bodies. The entire room growing just a few degrees colder. Something that had been going on, something that was meant to preserve the bodies.
"I hope none are squeamish at the sight of blood, as these subjects have all been enhanced for us to view."
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