New Generation Legacy, Issue 1: Back to School

"Why thank you Clover, it's nice to have someone appreciate my costume as much as I can appreciate yours. Though to be truthful, it does cover me well. I mean, how often can a girl like me get clothing that truly STRETCHES like this does?"

Clover blushed, she hadn't ever really had a serious girlfriend, or a serious boyfriend for that matter, though she'd snogged with Ben Davies pretty intensely out in the fields on off nights back at King's School. He hadn't paid her too many compliments being a teenage guy and all with the matching hormones, but either way, he certainly didn't look as good as Trilly did in that suit, not at all, actually she made him look a bit of a troll.

The british girl wondered if Trilly was really being flirty with her, or if this was just what mates did back on the other side of the pond, she certainly didn't want to throw the girl off since she looked like she'd be a bang up mate to have even without anything else. That and the school was soo small that if she kkept going like she had with John pretty soon nobody'd want to knock around with her and have fun and that'd be really lonely.

"Well you already know I fancy the lasses, so don't be too cross with me if you find me oogling you in that suit, since it really is a menace to everyone walking by. Already walked into a bloody door I did. In fact I think its way too dangerous, and you should take it off this instant." she jokes. "Nah, just funnin you, but seriously it really does make you look amazing."

"I am going to take a run first. Then a bit of weights, and then I'll b ready for my real work out with my practice blade. Its blunted and actually a bit heavier then a real sword so that you can go for longer with the real thing, not that the real things all that bloody light once you've been swinging it for a while."

"Oh, and check this wicked computer system they have set up. AMY can you tell us who Trilly's roomate is?" Clover says, as she leans the pair of practice swords against the wall. While she waits for a response, the girl starts to stretch so she can avoid having her legs cramp up.
 
Last edited:

log in or register to remove this ad

"I'm gay. I'd like to have sex with guys, not girls," Jerry smiled again. "And all the assorted desires and fantasies that go along with that."

"Right, you don't have to draw me a picture," Jimmy says, somewhat gruffly.

"Ohhh..." Kiyana says, looking disappointed. "Are you, uh, sure?" she says and then screwing her face up like she realized the dumb question.

"You can put your eyes back in your head there Speedy. I wear this so I don't have to worry about my power messing up my clothing." Trilly says as she stretches her arm out about five feet and then spirals it a bit before retracting it with no displacement of clothing. It stayed with her arm the whole time. She chuckled as first John, then Clover, come to 'save' her.

"I think I'm okay John, thanks for checking up on me though. It's kind of nice to see that politeness sometimes." She spots Clover's approach and smiles to the two boys. "There's my workout partner. See you later John. Yoshi, it's been..a moment." With that she walks over to join Clover.

"Seriously? Whatever, girl," Yoshi says, trying to hide his disappointment, but doing a poor job.

John says nothing but nods slightly and tips his hat, he gives the Asian boy one more glance before turning and heading off towards the weight room.

"Hello, John," the computer voice says again as he enters the weight room. "Please select the device you wish to use. The weight will be set for your strength level. Verbally state 'higher' or 'lower' to manually adjust weight level. Each device contains a foot-operated self-spotting device, should you not have a spotter and need assistance. Enjoy your training."

The weight machines in the room look somewhat familiar, but certainly more high-tech.

"Oh, and check this wicked computer system they have set up. AMY can you tell us who Trilly's roomate is?" Clover says, as she leans the pair of practice swords against the wall. Well she waits for a response, the girl starts to stretch so she can avoid having her legs cramp up.

"Trillian Gardiner is sharing a dorm room with Stacy Eminger," Amy replies from a speaker above the gym door, just as Stacy enters, wearing a white tank top over a sport bra with gym shorts.

"That freaky computer say my name again?" she asks. "Whoa, lookatchu girl...that is tight," she says to Trilly. "You, too, Clo, wow, I feel underdressed. Or is it overdressed?"

"Overdressed? Want some help with that?" Yoshi offers.

Stacy gives him a dirty look. "Pig, much? God..."
 

"Turns out we're roomies Stacy." Trilly says as she moves to where Clover is and starts her warm up stretches. Which given her abilities, was an impressive sight.
 

"Right, you don't have to draw me a picture," Jimmy says, somewhat gruffly.

"Sorry, didn't mean to get too graphic."

"Ohhh..." Kiyana says, looking disappointed. "Are you, uh, sure?" she says and then screwing her face up like she realized the dumb question.

Must've been interested. Nice for me to know but not great for her. Sorry, Kiyana but we can still be mates.

Jerry shrugged, "Yeah, pretty sure. No worries, though. I'm just a regular bloke." The conversation had changed a bit, not all for bad but Jerry thought he might have put Jimmy off. Probably not a good idea to press things having just met him. Jerry'd never had a bad experience -all his mates knew, parents were great- but he knew some people still had problems.

"Nice to meet everyone, but I'm going to go make sure my kit got in the right room and see if my roommate's about. Now that I found home, that is," with a self-deprecating smile, Jerry nodded at the water. "Talk to everyone later."

Jerry collected his clothes and went into the change room, where he used a convenient towel to dry off before skinning off his bathers and putting the rest of his clothes back on. The suit would dry soon enough, but he hardly wanted damp spots showing up in his trousers before it did. Dressed and with his bathers in hand, Jerry headed to the boys' dorms.
 

"Being a geek is a badge of honor, wear it with pride. The library sounds cool. After that, I would like like to see if this school possesses some manner of workshop or machine shop, and if it is up to the same standard as the laboratories."

"Sounds fine to me, anywhere you want to hit up Manjit?" Cody asks, already trying to locate the library from his information packet and heading that direction.

Manjit nods. "The library and workshop sound great. Lead away." Though she smiles and nods at the anecdotes and jokes, she adds none of her own, still shy even with her new friends.

Though the library isn't far away, the workshop is easily spotted on the way; large windows on the doors displaying the room inside. Though Amy had greeted the teens earlier, they had not yet been scanned into the system. They note that, though their whole body is scanned, the laser grid is more concentrated in the facial region, and even from its high perch and odd angle, the students are still recognized. "Bryant, Cody. Latton, Emmet. Badesha, Manjit. Welcome to the worklab. Many instruments in this room are very delicate, please handle with care," Amy instructs.

The lights brighten as they enter. The room is a nice size and has many electrical and digital instruments, as well as compter terminals and datapads, all organized along benches, on walls and atop tables. The lab looks like it is designed for more delicate work and programming as opposed to machine work.

"Oh, yes, this is brilliant," Manjit says, her eyes wide looking at all the toys.
 
Last edited:

"This should be fun," Emmet says, eyes lighting up like a child surveying the presents under the Christmas tree. "Inadequate for heavier construction, but then again, this is a school, not an industrial factory."

Adequate for construction of smaller devices though; I currently have the seeds of an idea for a neural disruptor that can incapacitate a target without harming them. I could also refine the construction of the photovoltaic cell, which might alleviate energy problems currently faced in many developed countries. And here I can study the bloodwork of different Elites and Raph, if she gives her consent. I wonder if Manjit's blood or saliva is deadly, even after separation from her body. It might be possible to temporarily suppress an Elite's abilities...with all of this to work on, I find it unlikely that I will ever even be in my dormitory. Having a roommate for the first will be scary.


"Amy, can you inform me of the identity of my roommate? If yes, who is my roommate?" While asking the artificial intelligence about his roommate, Emmet starts up one of the computers and scans the preloaded programs.
 

"Trillian Gardiner is sharing a dorm room with Stacy Eminger," Amy replies from a speaker above the gym door, just as Stacy enters, wearing a white tank top over a sport bra with gym shorts.

"That freaky computer say my name again?" she asks. "Whoa, lookatchu girl...that is tight," she says to Trilly. "You, too, Clo, wow, I feel underdressed. Or is it overdressed?"

"Overdressed? Want some help with that?" Yoshi offers.

Stacy gives him a dirty look. "Pig, much? God..."

"Hi Stacy, I was just showing Trilly how ace AMY is. I asked it to tell her who her roommate is, and that'd be you. I haven't...met...my roommate...yet." Clover says, the last bit coming between stretches. Once she was done stretching her legs and back, Clover rose "My roommate is a French girl, Josee Charbonneau, but I haven't had the chance to meet her yet."

"Yoshi, be good. I'd hate to have to give you frostbite of the dangly bits." the red head teases, grinning at the boy like she isn't really serious about it, just warning him off to stop making the other girl uncomfortable.
 
Last edited:

"Turns out we're roomies Stacy." Trilly says as she moves to where Clover is and starts her warm up stretches. Which given her abilities, was an impressive sight.

"Really?" Stacy says, doing some stretching of her own. "That is so totally wicked! The rooms need some touching up, for sure, they're, like pretty bland right now.
 

"Hello, John," the computer voice says again as he enters the weight room. "Please select the device you wish to use. The weight will be set for your strength level. Verbally state 'higher' or 'lower' to manually adjust weight level. Each device contains a foot-operated self-spotting device, should you not have a spotter and need assistance. Enjoy your training."

The weight machines in the room look somewhat familiar, but certainly more high-tech."

John looks around with a nod of approval, it certainly was bales of hay, that's for sure. Although he wasn't too happy about the computer voice that seemed to be everywhere but there wasn't much he could do about that.

With a shrug he started in on the machines, going light to start to just get used to them, before really getting into it.
 

Trilly nods as she listens the the chatter between the two girls, doing a long slow waist twist that turns into two full rotations of her torso before sliding back into a more normal shape. The moving to a leg spit that leaves her on the floor with appalling ease.

"Most of my warm up moves are to push one set of muscles against another. My body's skeletal structure seems.. bizarre. The boys at Duke tried to figure it out, but most of them stopped after getting migraines." She says as she starts doing various poses clearly intended on pushing her body's muscles against one another. "You can choose most of the decor in the room Stacey, just leave my wolfpack posters alone.
 

Remove ads

Top