The Dawn of a New Age

[Naga]

"Oh, hey! So, are we like neighbours or something? I mean, is that your room?"

I turn to see a male with red-brown hair referencing me as his 'neighbor'. Hmm.

"Neighbors? I don't think so... I'm in room five."

I blink a few times before connecting what he said, and which way he came from.

"You must be Raiden then."

I look through my memory, back to the list.

"Raiden Sage, correct?"

I offer a handshake, as apparently, that is the correct thing to do when met with a new person.

"I am Shayos Glacias."

“Hey,” Typha says, placing her hand on my shoulder. “Are you okay?”

"Yea, I'm fine~ You wanna go to our room now?"

I am I little anxious to see what the rooms are going to be like. I recall last year's rooming being separate.

[Cyborg]

DAMON

When, did I find out about my powers? Hmm.

" Well I found out at the age of 11. Haha, guess it's life's fun form of puberty, huh? But, anyways. I was walking down the street with my mom, when a guy tried to mug us. He grabbed my mom's purse and pushed me over. I got angry, lost control and all of a sudden a blast of shadows knocked the guy unconcious. It terrified my mom and I, but of course we both got used to it eventually."

I reach our room. I open the door and walk in with my arms stretched, my luggage being carried in afterme by shadow tendrils.

" Welcome to home, sweet home I guess. What about your powers?"



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RHYS

I listen to Ainsley quote Van Gogh was astonishing. I had never met anyone who could recite such quotes off by heart.

"Van Gogh? A passion for artists? And I know I wouldn't hurt someone intentionally, but others...they're afraid of me.

Wait, she won't run away? She wants to be my friend? Could she finally be someone who won't leave me alone? Someone who cares? She hasn't been outside much it seems from her short story.

"I'm not sure right now, maybe later though, do you want to talk about anything?"

[Bacon]

Maria asks if I want to see our room, my home away from homeless home for the next few months. No, I think I’d rather stick around and see if the Headmaster’s going to regale us with stories of the school’s founding years, I sarcastically think to myself.

“Sure, why not? Better than just standing here, right?” As we walk down the hall towards room two, I take notice of how many kids are in the hall. I’d have thought more of them would have gone into their rooms by now. But I guess any group of kids this age enjoys talking and wasting time, don’t they? We. ‘Don’t we’. I’m one of them, too.

As we pass by a small group gathered near our room, I notice one of them seems familiar. Where have I seen him before? Oh, that’s right, earlier today with Dom. He was the ice guy. Here’s hoping I don’t get the cold shoulder.

“Say, didn’t you jump off the roof earlier?” I ask him. It’s the kind of question that’s best asked directly, I figure, if only for comedy’s sake. Besides, it sounds better than ‘I saw you from across the schoolyard, remember me?’

[Mira]

Smiling and giggling at Rhys I did like Van Gogh’s work and his quotes just fit sometimes. “Well then they shouldn’t because they don’t see the whole picture! It’s like a painting that appears dark, at a glance all you see is gloom, a closer look you see light mixed in and placed… If that makes sense..?”

Hearing nose outside I turned to him with a wide smile, “Maybe we introduce ourselves and make friends? … Or at least attempt? Baby steps?”

I got up and headed out of the door, to see our neighbors? I turn to see Shayos still out with a few people around him talking. And then there was a familiar boy with short messy auburn hair. Raiden! The friendly boy I met earlier, what luck!

Smiling I cheerfully called out, “Raiden!” I walked up to him to give him a small hug, “Are we neighbors? I’m glad I ran into you earlier today then! I wonder if we’re sharing any classes to!”
I turned to see if Rhys came with, Raiden was nice I'm sure him and Rhys could be good friends too.

[Cyborg]

RHYS

"Yeah that makes sense I guess, but sadly not everyone views things the same as you do. If they did, than my life wouldn't be so crappy. " Ainsley has such an upbeat, optimistic personality. It's actually astounding. The idea of meeting more fellow students intrigues, but worries me. They might not have the same positive views as Ainsley. I could yet again face rejection in life.

Ultimately I decide to follow Ainsley outside where I see a boy with with short messy auburn hair. This must be the Raiden person Ainsley just greeted. I walk up and stand behind Ainsley awkwardly. Maybe if I keep my mouth shut and stay distant he will have no reason to fear me. I hope.

[Samichi]

Raiden:
“Oh! Roommates then!” I shake Shayos’ hand and chuckle. “Heh, sorry. Nice to meet ya, Shayos!”
So this is the guy that I’ll be living with for the year. He seems friendly enough.
“Well, I guess it’s time to check out our room...” I reach for the door handle when two more students walk up to us, apparently knowing Shayos. I hate feeling left out of the conversation. I get fidgety...I get fidgety a lot now that I think about it. Hmm, maybe later I’ll go out and find that metal ball and... I am pulled out of my thoughts as I see a familiar face walk out of the closest room. I hug her back, and casually put my hands in my pants’ pockets.
“Ainsley! Yep, I guess we are neighbours.” Good, someone I know at least a little. Oh right, classes.
“Yeah, me too.” I smile, and notice another boy behind Ainsley. I nod in his direction.
“Hey, I’m Raiden. You?”
I seem to be in the social mood today...probably because I haven’t been stuck in the shop with something to work on like usual...I need something to preoccupy my time with, even if it is making new friends that will probably eventually get fed up with me...they usually do. Why must they all insist on knowing everything about me? The past is the past, so get over it and move on....Am I just trying to convince myself? Ugh, I really need my shop back. I think too much...

[Cyborg]

RHYS

Dang! He noticed me, there goes my idea of staying silent. He didn't seem afraid yet, which I guess is a positive, but I must stress the word yet.

"Hi. I'm Rhys." I keep it short and sweet, being very cautious with my words.

[Naga]

So much is happening; I can't comprehend it all. So many people. First there is this girl saying she saw me jump off the roof. Oh! She must have been one of those pseudo-twins. And then Ainsley comes up to me and Raiden, and I notice a emo-like male poking his head out from a door way before following and hiding behind her. And then there is Raiden - my roommate - who replies to me. There is just so much going on...

Me and Typha are walking towards our room when we notice this massive group of people casually talking in the hall. The entire hall. I keep behind Typha, attempting to avoid a conversation, while she asks one of the people if he jumped off the roof. Oh, okay. Wait, wha-

Most of the conversations seem to go there own ways, but the girl seems to still be waiting for my reply. How kind.

"Oh, yes, I did. I figured it would be the fastest way down."

Jumped. Off the roof.

Okay, this is just getting stupid. I want to just get to our room, and watch a movie before class starts. I gently pull on Typha's arm, trying to get her to come with me.

"C-could we get going..?"

[Pippa]

(((OOC; Hey, so sorry for my little break, but I'm back! Miss me? I will assume yes for self esteems sake. So I'll only be posting as Bell for now and may add Amelia in again later, or a teacher instead...not sure yet.)))

The others just walked away, leaving me stranded and alone. I guess they just had issues with honesty. Oh well, not my ish.
I decided to check on my room and make sure it was up to my standards and specification. I brought Egyptian cotton sheets just in case, but it would be nice for maybe one school to get it right.
After heaving up my Prada purse I begin to hike up the rest of the way to the school, beginning to hate its enormity. Inside a large grouping of people are gathered around an announcement board jostling to see the single sheet tacked up on the wall. I assume they are finding their room numbers so I smirk at their backs and head up to my room, thankful I had Alan call ahead to get my room number and ensure in was a single pent house suit.
I’m alone all the way up to my room and find that it is the only student suit on the floor. The other room is one of the teachers or something. I shove the key and as soon as the door swings open I know my eyes are scorching red. There are two beds. If you could call them beds! Singles! With scratchy cotton sheets! This is a nightmare. None of my requests were met. Not a one. With the amount my father paid for this there will be hell to pay. I locate a hideous beige phone in the kitchenette and call the number marked ‘office’.
There is no reply, only a cheerful message about the office hours and encouraging me to wait until the end of the week to make roommate changes. If fact, they will not allow room changes till at least the 15th of September. There was no way I was waiting that long, I need my private space. But I guess there was nothing to do but wait for now. There was obviously know one in the office and I assume meeting my roommate before kicking her to the curb would be a decent thing to do.
I dump my bag on my neatly stacked suitcases – thanks to Alan – and pull out my phone, perching on the corner of the bed to wait.

[Bacon]

((Of course we missed you! Glad you're back, I was afraid you forgot about us or something.))

"C-could we get going..?" I turn and notice Mar’s pulling on my arm. I guess I don’t really want to stand here and talk either, really. I just asked the question because I thought it would be amusing to see his reaction. I guess it was, a little bit, but I’m not really invested in the conversation enough to continue to amuse myself like this.

“Yeah, sure.” I reply to Mar, and continue walking. I turn my head to say something witty to the ice guy, but immediately draw a blank. Try using the stairs next time? That just sounds stupid, and I’ve got nothing better. But I can’t not say something now or it will look like I’m looking over my shoulder at him to look at him. Not that he’s ugly or anything, but I don’t want to give him the wrong idea. “See ya later, roof-jumper.”

A short moment later and Maria and I are standing in front of our door. It is both mundane and somehow a little intimidating. A door, a symbol of change? Perhaps for some, but not for me. Gesturing to the door, I ask Maria, “Would you care to do the honors?”

[Samichi]

Yuuji:
I listened to Damon's story. There was no mention of his father, but I decided against bringing it up, just in case. That must have been a terrifying ordeal for an 11 year old. I follow him inside our new room. It is well furnished, with all the essentials, and a decent tv. I place my bags in a corner near the doorway.

"My powers? Well, mine came early, I guess you could say. At age 7, I believe. I was in no such heroic situation such as yours. I merely noticed something was different one day, while in my bedroom. I had always wanted my lamp shade to be blue, when it was a nasty green colour. One day I walked into my room, and it was blue. I had assumed that my mother had gotten me a new one, because I knew she had been shopping that day with my father. It didn't occur to me that my awakened abilities and willpower-- that I was the one doing it. I later found out about my powers while I was secretly reading in a corner of the household library. It was a very dark that day, and I had a hard time seeing the page. I guess I just wished there was light...and there was. There was a small, glowing ball of light above me. I was afraid at first, but knew it was my abilities. I do have 2 older brothers, so I already knew my time was coming...that and the fact that my lamp shade went back to its usual colour. I didn't tell anyone though, until I was asked, so I had a couple years at least to learn more about my new found powers on my own." I end my story and realise it could have been a lot shorter. But then again, it could have been a lot longer...

I notice that the room has a cold colour palette, with light blues, purples and beiges. I walk up to the window on the opposite wall and peek outside. I look down at a courtyard, one that resembles the garden earlier, with stone walkways and an array of flowers.

"I guess we now have to find a way to pass the time. Any suggestions?"

((I am proposing a time skip to when classes start. This may make it easier to get the story going more. We should all agree to this before it happens. After, we could just have a brief summary about what transpired in that time. What does everyone think?))

[Cyborg]

DOMINIQUE

I walk into my room and....great she's already here. Just my luck. No time to prepare or anything. Well...guess I'll get this over with.

I walk by here and roll my eyes.

"Look what the cat coughed up. And no. I wasn't talking about your trashy outfit. Guess we're roomies. Yay us. I'm so thrilled, can't you tell? This is how it's going to go. You stay out of my way. I stay out of yours." I go to my bedroom, it's not the largest of rooms, but it's cute. The walls are a light green, not too pale, but not too bright. The rest of the room has a mixture of the same green, white and chocolate brown accents. Very lovely. Only downside, I have to deal with the beast. But I will. And she will deal with it.


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DAMON

I tell my story and hear Yuuji's. It definitely sounds less...horrifying or stressful than mine, but that doesn't mean it wasn't stressful for him.

I look around the room. The colour scheme is very calming. The blue and purple aren't too offensive to the eyes, and I happen to love purple. That's a good question. What do we do now? There's still a lot of time until class. Did they honestly think it would take us hours to get to our rooms?

"Hmm, I don't know. We could unpack, talk, meet other students. You seem interested in the courtyard, we could go see that. "

I notice that my headache is still present...but much more tolerable. This is probably because I've spent more time around Yuuji and his light than just a few seconds. Hopefully this headache won't be a problem forever.


((I second that motion. lol Let's do the time skip agaiiiiin?))

[Pippa]

BELL
The door swings open and my new roommate walks in. I can feel dismay and annoyance radiating off of her pretty blue skin.
Wait!
Pretty? I meant hideous... hideously gorgeous.
I meet her eye roll with a menacing glare.
“Worry not, I thought your skin would clash with the colour scheme a little too much so I called down to the office and had them make you up another room. It’s the little janitor closet on the bottom floor. The cleaning chemicals may be able to get that dye of, if you scrubbed hard enough.”

[Naga]

Arriving at our room's door, Typha asks “Would you care to do the honors?” I draw a blank for a half second, trying to figure out why a door is such a big deal. I then shrug.

"As you wish~"

I open the door and walk into the room before Typha can; I mean, I was put through the immeasurable effort of having to open the door: the least I can get is first pick of the beds.

It seems that most of the conversations have died down. I turn to Raiden.

"Perhaps we should head to our room? I've already taken care of my things, but you have yet to unpack, I presume."

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Dec 8, 2011 22:44:20 GMT -5 Naga said:

...I arrived a day early. Headmaster D'Albert, in his haste per usual, asked for my help. This didn't surprise me too much, as the previous year as well as the one before that, I had been asked to help as well. It was mostly menial tasks, but I would have been bored otherwise. One of the last things I was asked to do was to place a small sort of ring box on the nightstand of each person.

These were standardized - on the outside of the boxes, at least - and all weighed the exact same. They were covered in soft black velvet, each with a small hexagonal jewel on the top. It seemed each person had a different jewel.

But the most curious thing to me was that I was asked to not open mine - or any other person's, for that matter - until Headmaster D'Albert asked for everyone to. I still wonder what was - no, is - in them.

I immediately notice that each side of the room is practically symmetrical - with a mid sized flat screen against the back wall in between - so I leap towards the bed on the right, tossing my bag on the bed and carefully placing my bass against the nightstand. As I do, I notice a black box with a sapphire embedded in the top. I stare at it for a moment, perplexed, before jumping onto my bed and quickly digging through my bag. I hold up my prize, and laugh a little.

"Heey~! Typhaa; wanna watch a movie?"


((OOC:) As for the TiMe WaRp... I suppose. Although there is a small planned thing that needs to happen... *points towards the past*)

[Bacon]

I see Mar put her stuff by one of the beds, and remember I still need to go back and get my stuff from my little hole in the wall. Mar asks if I want to watch a movie. I give her a polite smile. “Uh, you go ahead, I just remembered I need to go back home and grab some stuff that I forgot.” Namely, all my worldly possessions, but she doesn’t need to know that part. “I’ll be right back.”

I leave the room, squeeze past the crowds of students still filling the halls, and sprint back to the abandoned apartment complex. I use my powers to jump over the barbed-wire fence with the sign that says “Warning: Condemned” on it, then climb up the fire escape, and across the ledge to the room I made my home. The mice give me a welcoming squeak and run off, and I gather my things. Some five-year old textbooks, a few changes of shirts, my heavier jacket, a little stuffed polar bear, a half a box of soy bagels, and a mostly empty jar of peanut butter.

When I get back, Mar’s movie is playing, still somewhere near the beginning.