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He hurried down the corridor and downstairs to the foyer, wondering what would happen next.
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Stood with his back leant against a wall in the foyer, Pious looked around at the small group of fellow 'newcomers' to the school and thought, this should be good fun, I can't wait to see this building. bet i can uncover the map in like thirty minutes. oh man, if only I were superspeedy. He glanced towards the staircase and noticed a brown-haird teen heading towards the group. this must be the 'head boy'.. hmm, i could be wrong.. better hear this one out. suddenly, the light around Pious bent inwards, swallowing him whole. *this* is what you call *superior* invisibily. [smirks] man, i'm itching to learn superspeed. Hopefully, this... Stretto maniac can teach me sometime this week.
(( 
i like him cocky, i'd think u would be if u can go invis... and impatient if you were a speedster-to-be, but honestly, he wont bite))
"Mum, get off...someone might see you," came the very English mousy voice from underneath an unkempt matt of brown hair. The older woman ignored her daughter's pleas and continued to brush strands of hair away from her eyes; fussing (with good cause) over her only child. This was an age old routine, and Lavender couldn't wait for the day it ended.
She was only fourteen, but a bright fourteen year old; surely she was old enough to take care of herself? Her mother didn't think so, every morning at eight-thirty on the dot, a rickety land rover pulled up in front of the school and let its two passengers out; and every morning, Lavender hoped it would be the last time.
"You've got everything you need? Books, money for lunch, your homework?" Fussed Mrs Pearce, "Good girl. Now don't forget, I'll pick you up after school; just wait for me here, I don't want you wandering home by yourself. Even with your "gift" this is a dangerous city." The young girl flushed, the red of her cheeks picking out every last freckle and blemish. She hated it when her mother did this, not just her inability to let her daughter grow up, but referring to her powers as a "gift" rather than the burden they were. More times than she cared to remember she had caused strange visions to appear amongst her classmates, drawing attention to the wisp of a girl who sat with her nose buried in a book. Lavender hated to be the centre of attention; it was all she could do to stop herself running away from crowds of gossiping students, for she was sure they were always gossiping and laughting about her.
Lavender's eyes darted around behind and to the sides of her, checking and hoping no one had noticed the scene. "Yes mum, I've got everything. And no, I won't walk home by myself...promise," she allowed her mother to kiss her forehead; but it was only after the car had turned the corner that she wandered into the school; keeping her head down and her eyes fixed on the floor as she went.
From the instant she opened the large doors, a deafening buzz of noise hit her hard. There were plenty of students milling around the foyer and many more invisible to her eye. One of Lavender's teachers had informed her that one day, she too, would be able to use this extraordinary gift of invisibility, but that she'd have to work hard to train for it. Only the best students managed it, and she was determined to be one of them. Until then she'd have to use mere human abilities to keep herself from being noticed.
Most of the students were standing in large groups, chattering and giggling at each other as if they hadn't seen one another in weeks. This wasn't likely though, she thought, most of them stayed in the dorms the school provided; in fact, the brunette wasn't sure if she'd ever met another student who commuted to and from home each day. They may as well have poked Lavender with a needle and called her a thumb...she'd probably stick out less then at least.
Oh no, first day of term, a couple of young kids with bags caught her eye...these must be new students, and new students always asked questions. Please ignore me, please ignore me, she was pleading so hard to an invisible entity that her nose had actually screwed up, giving a distinct impression of a person in intolerable pain. She relaxed at once when she noticed an older male student come charging down the stairs. Ah Tyler, Lavender knew him and secretly looked up to him; he was a good student, possibly one of the best, a place she aspired to hold one day. It was likely he would be able to answer any of the new students' questions, so the short, shy illusionist was safe to carry on with her wallflower attitude.
Jack watched the other student from over the top of his book, being ignored was hard when you 6ft tall at 14, nearly 15 he reminded him self, watched the arrival of the land rover through the window, and watched with symthay as the girl tryed to dissmiss her mother, as she approced the door he returned to his book, returning to the inaginary world of Auther in his own childhood "Sword in the stone" was comfort reading, this place was strange, not bad strange, but strange none the less.
He sighed, running his hands through his mop of starkly white hair, the apprently deep tan of his skin contrasting.
this was going to be a weird year, half a world away from home and family, in a "special" school, still if he could get through the first term with out getting in to a fight it would be somthing, techers and perants alike tended to get up set with breaking some one elses arms, even if you only ment to dislocate the shoulder.
Looking up once more, he saw a dark haired kid walking down the stairs. "wonder what this is about then" he murmured to himself.
"Come on Vincent, you're going to be late."
The words were barely comprehended by Vincent as he came out of a moment of deep thought. The 4x4 he was in parked up at the side of the kerb next to the school, and he clambered out of the door.
Vincent went to the rear doors, opened them, and pulled out a large black case, and a shoulder-bag which he donned, before closing the door, and walking towards the school without saying a word.
"Goodbye honey" came a voice after him. Vincent pushed his thick-rimmed spectacles back onto the bridge of his nose with one finger, and checked that his centre-parted black hair was still in shape, before heading into the main door of the school.
((OOC: Happy Birthday Pious))
Pious felt on top of the world because he couldn't be seen. He swept the entrance lobby with his eyes and noticed a tall girl appear seemingly from thin air. She was walking in his direction and he saw an opportunity to catch her eye... He too, would reveal himself.
"Heya Chloe" a dark-haired boy had sprung from the shadows.
"Kage!" She said, throwing her arms around him. "How was your holiday?"
Pious rolled his eyes and muttered cursed, he quickly lost interest in the couple and returned to scanning the room. He noticed a relatively large number of students appearing and disappearing without trace. So much for being 'special'. This place is crawling with invisble people. He felt a little disheartened, he'd had plans of showing off his new ability. Somehow, I dont think mine'll impress them any different.
He glanced towards the stairs, trying to make out who he assumed was 'head boy' behind the wall of noisy students. I'm off outside, get some fresh air.
((EDIT: oh my god, they've remembered my birthday... i got like, a Cake next to my poster ID.))
Laura was in trouble again.
The Policeman tapped his notebook and said sternly, "So, what you're trying to tell me is that this gentleman,", he pointed to a very angry Hellion," was engaged in criminal activity, and on your way to school, you just decided to apprehend him?"
"Yeth, ossifer.", Laura lisped, hanging her head in mock-shame.
"That [censored] broke my [censored] arm!", the Hellion yelled. Laura swung a death-stare on him, and he backed away.
"So, Ms. McMillan, were you going to pick your daughter up from school?"
Laura seethed inside. It wasn't just having to deal with this pompous fool, or him staring at her chest constantly, but the Hellion had said her make-up was crooked and she hadn't had time to check it this morning.
"No, Thir. I'm going to my first clath thith morning."
It took a while, but you could hear the penny drop.
The Policeman suddenly flushed with embarassment and turned away from her.
"Uhm, if you don't mind me asking Ms., how old ARE you?"
"Eleven and a half.", Laura said, folding her arms across her adult chest.
The Policeman looked up at Laura, now at her full height, straight into her eyes this time, and gulped.
"Heh,", he laughed nervously," well if you'd run along to school I'm sure I can deal with this nasty person."
Laura groaned inwardly again as she was turned from Glamour Puss to Little Angel in the space of a few short words. Occasionally she hated her mutation, but it did show that Hellion why NO-ONE called her 'Duracell' anymore, even if she did have a large sweep of Auburn hair. She could always repair that mail-box later.
Well, when in Rome..., she thought to herself.
"Fank you Ossifer, I wouldn't want to miss Double Maths.", she said, cuteness oozing out of her dimples.
She skipped off down the street, hating herself until she turned the corner, and then the Beauty Queen's walk came back as she strode into the School playground.
"Let's just hope he doesn't check I've gone to Maths.", she thought; and headed into the girl's toilets to fix her makeup.
stood out side the main gates stood a 15 year old boy with spikey blond hair and ciggaret in his mouth lookin around a the other kids going into the school muttering to him self.
"why did she send me here i dont to be here why cant she understand i hate school i thought she might of grasped that after 5 schools"
he looked up and saw his mother walking down the street,
"what the hell is she doing here"
"NATOE JAMES ADAMS WHAT IS THAT IN YOUR MOUTH"
throwing his smoke on the floor he anwsered
"nothing you must be seing things mum"
"dont you lie to me young man i have a good mind to tell your father"
"mum cant you just leave me alone"
"now i'm warning you right now if you get kicked out off this school you will be sorry"
"you know nexus wanted to come here so why send me here"
"because unlike you he doesnt have the habit of getting kicked out off school and this is the only shcool that would take you"
"you always did like the golden boy more than me"
after a few moments off scilence his mum shuck her head
"look natoe i just want the best for you and your brother now have you got every thing you need"
"yes mum"
walking away up the path to the main doors nateo stoped and saw his mother still stood there and gave a low wave to his mum
James approached the great doors.
"NATOE JAMES ADAMS WHAT IS THAT IN YOUR MOUTH?!" Pious mimiced, shaking under fitts of laughter. At the corner of his eyes he noticed James spin around in a panic, frantically searching for the voice.
The daylight shimmered in a strange distortion at the foot of the stairs, revealing a small boy about the age of fifteen. He wore an all-white dungaree, with a plain white T-shirt underneath, reminiscent of Denis the Menace.
"Dude, your mum gave you the telling of a lifetime. I'm Pious."
Natoe just stood and stared at pious then started laughing
"who do u think you are denis the bloody menice"
"any way if u call that a telling off a life time u should have seen the one i got for throwing my brother on the roof"
reaching in his pocket Natoe pulled out a pack off ****.
"so you probanly know that im Natoe"
taking a cig from the packet and sparked it up.
"how rude off me you want one"
Tyler walked thorugh the hussle and bussle of the newly arrived kids and picked out one he liked the looks of. Some guy reading what looked like king arthur, Tyler liked his books, he prayed they'd have something in common.
Passing two children who were smoking he couldnt help think to himself Idiots,they'll soon learn rebellion doesnt go unpunished.
Walking to the kid he smiled and waved apprehensively "pleased to meet you, I'm Tyler"
Jack looks over the top of his Book slowly, and strightens slightly "...hi, i'm Jack"
at least thats what he said, his thoughs where more along the lines of unmitigated panic, and a dozen or so swear words, as he spoke he though "just keep calm, it will all be cool"
Laura peered out of the girls dorms to make sure no-one was coming and then walked over to sinks. Grabbing hold of one of them, she pulled and her muscles tensed as the mirror slid away from the wall. Bringing it up to her height, she pushed the screws on the mirror into the wall with her thumb, and stood back to look at herself.
For a split second, there's a hair out of place, but soon it's back where it's supposed to be. A brief application of lip-gloss and perfume, and she's gonna turn some heads as she walked back out.
Start as you mean to go on, on top.
Tyler lifted his eyebrow and asked "you ok, you don't look so great?"
The kid in front of him looked like he might have a panic attack, which wouldn't look to great for Tyler.
Jack realxes as little as the look of slight concern crosses Tylers face "yeah, jsut a bit more nervous that i first thought, was trying for inconspicous" smiles breifly, his grey blue eyes slightly betraying his calm voice "i'm guessing i didn't manage it"
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Jack realxes as little as the look of slight concern crosses Tylers face "yeah, jsut a bit more nervous that i first thought, was trying for inconspicous" smiles breifly, his grey blue eyes slightly betraying his calm voice "i'm guessing i didn't manage it"
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Tyler chuckled and took a seat next to Jack "So jack,looks like you'll be up in the same dorm as me, I can give you a quick tour of the place if you like?"
Tyler gestured upwards and ccidentally threw out a handful of sparkling gold dust,which upon ipmact with a plant pot morphed it into rabbit,he cursed under his breath and laughed, biting his lip. This might be a long day.
"Well erm, I dunno. Those things aren't good for your 'health' and my mum says it affects 'stamina'. She's like, security level fifty, so you know..."
Pious glared admirably at Natoe, watching as he billowed clouds of smoke in a variety of patterns.
"Ah (censored) it. Gimme one o' those, let me try."
Without hesitation, Natoe sliped him a cigarette. Pious held it between two fingers, clamped it with teeth and attempted a cool grin.
"Wrong end stupid"
"Oh. Right."
Natoe yanks out the stick, spins it the right way round and plops it back into his mouth. A flick of the lighter and the two kids were puffing smoke.
"So your mum's level fifty, neat."
"Yeah, I got four other brothers, my mum, dad; we're all mutants except Ja-"
"I dont wanna hear your life story man"
"Okay, fair enough... I guess."
A few passing students scowled in their direction as they climbed the outside stairs, heading for the main doors.
"What'yu looking at?! Never seen a young hero smoking 'bacco?" Pious snarled.
"Hehe. Well said Denis; true menace."
"James, my name aint Denis"
"Yeah well James is my middle name, so quit calling me it."
"Well you're poking fun at my dungaree."
"Hey dont talk to me like that, you little spike" said Natoe, with a violent shove at Pious' shoulder.
"Oh no!" Pious caught a glimpse of Tyler through the great doors, he was seeing to the group of other newcomers, approaching one reading 'King Auther'. Pious knew he'd been spotted but ate the sunlight nevertheless.
"Hey stop doing that, it freaks me out when I can't see you"
"Yeah well that Head Boy or whoever he is, is looking straight at us."
"Oh (censored)! Where!"
"Inside, through the doors. Oh my god, I think he's coming." Pious noticed the cigarette was clearly visible, he pictured how others would see it; hovering in mid air. In a wild panic he swallowed the stick.
"Nah, I dont think he's coming to us. And anyway, I dont care. What's the worst that can happen, hey?"
Were Pious visible, Natoe would have noticed his cheeks glow bright orange.
"So er, whats on the programme? If this dude's gonna take us on some boring tour of this stupid school, I'm bunking."
By now Pious' fury silver hair was steaming, hot ash was dancing around in his throat. Suddenly, he collapsed to his knees, choking wildly. He lost control of his invisibility and all could see; now on all fours, Pious' eyes were bulging with trapped air.
Tyler didn't seem too concerned as the kid who had just being smoking began to choke. As he had expected Mrs Alexis teleported over to him and began to heal him.
He turned his attention to Jack and said "so....about that tour"
((Just as a reminder,when i was reading through Pious' last piece i saw him talking for both his and Natoes character,please leave any dialogue from characters other than your own to their player))
watches the boy choaking with slight alarm but seeing Tylers indiffrence "sure could we start with the place i dump my stuff, and move from there?"
Laura walked out, model-like and toughened her skin. Her hand reached up to steady her hair as she walked out into the corridor. Eleven years old and already she had a body that most eighteen year olds would kill for, one way or another, she walked down the corridor, radiating good looks.
Green daggers of jealousy and red ones of lust leapt at her, but her rock hard skin just let them bounce off; but it wasn't half of what she'd expected. Her beautiful forehead wrinkled as she realised that unlike in a normal school; people WEREN'T paying attention to her.
Inside she started to shake. Perhaps she actually wasn't beautiful anymore? Perhaps the mutation had already worn off and she was actually the scrawny ginger haired girl she once was. Panic set in more as she suddenly found herself enveloped in a cloud of smoke. Her skin could withstand most blows, but her delicate eyes couldn't stand this choking vapour. She wanted to choke, but she couldn't be seen to do that, so she walked forward in her red heels.
Straight into the prone body of Pious, still coughing.
A high pitched scream rocked the corridor as Laura was sent flying into the side of the lockers; the sheer force of which threw one or two on their side and she fell straight on her face.
It was all too much for her, and she burst into tears. And as she noticed her mascara running, the tears came more. And then her shoe was broken. And she had smoke in her hair. And she was in the middle of the corridor. And everyone was looking at her.
Floods of tears started to soak the floor. The only person who seemed to be making any moves towards her was the quiet little girl in the corner.
Her fists punched against the tiles in the floor and they cracked as much as her big debut.
Tyler opened his eyes wider in shock form the young girl being flung across the corridor, but once again shrugged it off and gestured for Jack to follow him up the stairs to the seocnd flor and their dorms
"Don't worry about that, its just newcomers,always looking for attention."
They came to a stop about hallfway down one long corridor and he used his keycard to open the metal door.
The room looked arachaic and occult,incense could be smelt in the air and candles lay burnt down all over the room..."Welcome home....heh"
Picking her way in and out of the milling students, Lavender made her way to the lockers. Her first class wasn't for another hour so she'd have time to collect the books she needed and store the ones she didn't. Though a good portion of her thoughts were directed towards keeping herself fairly inconspicuous, she really didn't need to. No one was paying the slightest bit of attention to her; just the way she liked it...though, sometimes it would've been nice for the occasional nod or smile.
Knowing she was safe from attention, she risked a sweeping glance around the foyer. The school certainly looked normal to the untrained eye: high ceilings, pannelled walls, large oaken doors. If she hadn't spent three years at the school already, Lavender would never have realised that behind almost every door, a student or two were practising skills that wouldn't aid them in writing their resumes, but instead, keep the city free from crime.
In the foyer it was even less obvious. One of the older students was actually smoking! As she passed the boy and his friend, Lavender choked a little on the smokey fog. She made a mental note to inform one of the teachers later in the day as to avoid suspicion.
Though, all thoughts of do-gooding were flung from her mind as another of the female students flung across the floor and smashed into the lockers.
Lavender hadn't seen what had happened, only that this girl - a tall, beautiful girl who she recognised vaguely as being at least three years younger, yet looking much, much older - burst into tears and punched the floor. It was rather a big clue that this school as out of the ordinary when the majority of the students hardly even flinched. They'd all seen similar in their time, and one girl causing marbled tiles to crack in two was no different to someone spontaneously combusting.
"Are you alright?" The brunnette had rushed over to the younger student, yet she kept her voice low; adopting a soothing tone, "You're not hurt are you?"
"you sure we shouldn't have stoped to help that girl? she look really upset..." Jack looked around the room ,seeing what he could through the haze.
Laura sniffed, her eyes stinging from the mascara running into them. Her hands stung from the smashed tiles and she absentmindedly picked a flake of marble from her fingernail.
Then she saw her bright red nail had broken.
Tears again.
There was a quiet voice from above her but she couldn't really make sense of it. A delicate little hand poked into her view and she took hold of it, smothering it in her much larger hands. The little girl tugged very hard, but it was finally Laura who pulled herself to her feet, unfurling to her full six foot tall. Everything had already gone back to normal with the guys talking about football and the girls giggling over their own little ideas.
"fank you.", she sniffed to the little girl beside her; the eleven year old far more in control now than the heavenly model. "My name's Laura."
"trust me,she'll manage, Mrs Alexis is a miracle worker....literally,right then, if you want put your bags over there, the bathrooms the scond door on the left and your half of the room is." He telekinetically moved a huge pile of used clothing onto his bed revelaing a blank little space with a bed and bedside cabinet.
"your part of the rooms here" he smiled.
(( As i'm sure a lot of you will have seen, i've been suggesting we start an open RP over here on the uk boards, the guidlines and general structure of thr school can be Found here
If any has any questions just post em here in double brackets or send me a PM ))
Tyler looked up from "to kill a mockingbird" which he'd actually being quite enjoying before Mr Isidor, magic teacher at the school, had teleported into his dorm.
As usual Mr Isidor talked in his low guttural tone which echoed around the room despite its volume being slightly more than a whisper.
"I need a favour Tyler, you've always excelled at your studies and many would class you as a paragon for the ideal student......" his voice trailed off on this note.
"And....." Tyler lifted his eyebrow and brushed his ebony fringe out of his eyes, revealing the rune that had been carved on his cheek when he was born, to protect him from evil.
"We'd like you to help out a new student, show them the ropes" replied Mr Isidor, smiling as a look of horror came over Tylers face.
Clearly Tyler didn't want to help, but as the school had taken him in, he couldn't help feel an obligation.
"Where are they then?," he asked, waving his hand and sending his book telekinetically into its place on his bookshelf. Mr Isidor looked suddenly giddy.
"In the foyer, waiting for you, than...." he was cut off by Tyler simply smiling and saying, "You owe me for this, sir, now then, lets get this party started"
He hurried down the corridor and downstairs to the foyer, wondering what would happen next.
((Right then,its all down to the next poster now folks, remeber to ask me if theres a problem and remember anyone can make upto one teacher themselves and anyone else they feel is needed in their additions))