Detchitoyo High School: Freshmen Year, Q. 1

[Festy_Dog]

"I'd call it a day. Anyone going home my way? Thomas?" he asks as he puts down his skateboard.

Thomas nods, and falls in step beside J.K.'s skateboard.

"I believe Arestis and I, live in that direction, would you object to our company ? It feels strange to me being an outsider and I suppose you must have a better understanding of how to deal with that than I would. "

"I cannot think of any reasons to disagree with your presence," Thomas says, "Sounds like you would appreciate something explained."

I wonder how much Damien knows of the dark arts... How much would an elf know? They're usually tied in with magic. Hmm... irrelevant anyway. The crystal heart is my biggest concern of late.

As he leaves Thomas raises a hand in farewell to those who aren't walking the same way.

 

[Zack2216]

And so, the first day of school has ended.

Unless any of you want to do something, I'll assume everyone went home for the night.

*Beep-Beep-Beep*
Another day of school begins. Traffic is light, in the morning anyway.

 

[Imerak]

Tetsuya blinks as Ryouh exits. "Show off," he says lightly.

After waiting around for a while and saying goodbye to his friends, Tetsuya gets picked up and driven home. The night and early morning pass as expected, and he arrives at school somewhat early the next morning. "Hmm...what do I have first...history again.

 

[hafrogman]

Damien rose out of bed to the noise of his alarm.

"Wednesday. . .", he muttered to himself, shaking his head to clear the morning fog. In a daze he stumbled around his room getting all his stuff ready for the day. He went for his shower and then dragged a comb through his still damp hair before heading out the door, Skull in tow.

Once he reached the end of the street, he turned back to observe the skeleton following him. Sighing a little, he pulled out a small rag and gave a small polish to Skull's skull where he'd somehow managed to get a streak of dirt.

"C'mon slowpoke, we're going to be late."

Then he resumed his trip to school, reaching his first class a few minutes early.

 

[Drakknyte32]

Kryptonite doesn't get a wake up call from her alarm clock. Instead she gets it in the form of an annoyingly cheerful childish voice.

"Motheeeerrrrrrrr. It's time to get uuuuppppp. I made breakfast for you."

Then she is further awakened by the sound of a fire alarm going off.

P1 had followed Kryptonite home after school. He had spent the rest of the day exploring the house and checking out the neighborhood while invisible. Finally he had plugged himself into a socket in the hallway and went to sleep.

Now he is in the kitchen thouroughly dousing the bakon and eggs that had caught on fire. Obviously cooking was not one of the strange android's skills. He gives Kryptonite a sheepish grin when she comes in.

"Uuummm, do you want some cereal?"

 

[GnomeWorks]

"Tired..." Kryptonite moans quietly as she sits up on the bed. She sits on the bed for a few minutes, gathering her thoughts. Her dreams were always vivid, and sometimes they were dreams of the government finally finding her, taking her to prison... last night, though, it was not just that: it was also the Canadians, disassembling the robot that had followed her home before her eyes.

"Cereal would be fine." She says as she wanders into the kitchen, her eyes still half-closed from sleep. "And some coffee... can you do that without burning it?"

 

[Drakknyte32]

"Well there's only one way to find out."

With that P1 busies himself in the kitchen again. Pouring a bowl of cereal and milk with ridiculous care and attention before turning on the coffee pot. Thankfully he has more luck this time and the coffee is served unburnt.

"So are we going to go to school again today? I read about schools before but I'd never actually been in one before. It's so weird seeing so many different people in one place. But your friends are pretty nice."

 

[Kalanyr]

Lugh turns up to school early and does some investigation of the various clubs, looking for one that sounds interesting.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Thomas lies in bed and stares at the ceiling for half of the night. Nightmares had woken him again. Sleep wasn't exactly something he liked anyway.

What is Japanese television like at two in the morning?

His thumb changes the channels at a steady rythm, but he wasn't looking for anything. Right now his mind ticked over on the matter of who was behind the elemental incident. No leads, the only clue was the elemental's master's gender. A female, deceptive creatures that they were. Apparently there were two people who could summon such a creature, and one was ruled out because he was male. Which left the goth-ish senior as the prime suspect.

Unless it was from someone not enrolled here...

The one thing which could pin the goth was not present: a motive.

What did she hope to achieve with that elemental? Is there anyone I do not know of who can summon elementals? I hate unanswered questions...

 

[GnomeWorks]

As P1 busies itself in the kitchen, Kryptonite goes to her room and retrives the crystal. She brings it to the table, and sets it there, watching it as she sips her coffee.

"Yes, we're going to go to school today." Kryptonite says between sips. "It's a requirement."

"S'good." She says. Coffee never seemed to lose its awakening effect on her... no matter how many cups she had, each time was like the first, the caffiene jumpstarting her - but never to the jumpiness she saw others exhibit.

Draining the mug, she sets it on the table with a slam. She looks at the cereal, and ponders it for a moment.

When was the last time I had breakfast? A week? A month? A year?

Gradually, her gaze turns back to the crystal.

What are we going to do with this thing? Thomas mentioned something about using it... I wonder what it would take to replicate this material with my laptop...