Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

[Calinon]

"Ummmmm... Ireland?" Hoshiko says.

"Mr. Bell said I could get a full scholarship because of ummmm..." she said pausing and looking at the television. "You know... stuff. Mr. Bell is the recruiter for the school and he said they would even arrange for me to go there for the orientation. A full scholarship, father! I wouldn't even get to attend medical school here, maybe not even college at all, but I could study medicine for free at Greenwood!" she says, excitedly, ignoring the further crashing coming from the kitchen.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

It does not take long for James’ wounds to heal; the blood on his clothes are soon the only indication that he had been injured. A quick search of himself and his sister yields nothing in way of a tracking device, but James does notice that Amelia is bleeding from her left forearm and her right hand… perhaps from hastily removed IVs.

Finally, James searches through the papers that he received, and finds the business card the Mr. Bell had given him. Looking out onto the street, James saw a pay phone. However, he also noticed that the street seemed oddly devoid of people.



-Watching Cloud Rice
Madison, Wisconsin
Aug. 3, 2003

The woman sat back upon her heels and tilted her head back, letting the sun shine upon her face. “Thank you. No, I am not an instructor as such…” she said with a faint smile. “Just a gardener. Tell me, how did you get past the outer gates?” As she spoke, Cloud noticed that the woman never once looked her way.



-Marcus Stevens & Jonn Birkey
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

The brown haired gentleman led Marcus, Jonn, Robbie and Shannon back to the door that they had come in through, and swiped a keycard to open it. He paused long enough to pick up a briefcase that had been sitting beside the door, before proceeding down the stairs and into one of the empty classrooms on the first floor. Once there, he gestured for them to take seats at a table in the front row, as he reached into his briefcase and began retrieving papers.

“Now,” the man said with a smile. “I apologize for not introducing myself sooner. My name is Christopher Bell, and I am the recruiter for Greenwood Academy. It is a pleasure to meet all of you.”



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan
“Stuff…” her father repeated thoughtfully. He flipped through the papers for a moment more, before setting them down upon the table. “Hoshiko-chan, are you certain that you are ready for this? Medical school is a big responsibility, and studying for it will consume a considerable portion of your time. Do you think you will be able to juggle your studies and your other responsibilities?”

 

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 0/5, Status: Uninjured and paranoid.

-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

It does not take long for James’ wounds to heal; the blood on his clothes are soon the only indication that he had been injured. A quick search of himself and his sister yields nothing in way of a tracking device, but James does notice that Amelia is bleeding from her left forearm and her right hand… perhaps from hastily removed IVs.

Finally, James searches through the papers that he received, and finds the business card the Mr. Bell had given him. Looking out onto the street, James saw a pay phone. However, he also noticed that the street seemed oddly devoid of people.

'What the..? There is something *really* odd going on here. Firstly, that guy breaks into the hospital and kidnaps Amelia - and he knows who she is, and who I am! Secondly, he beats me up and *doesn't* kill or capture me, but lets me escape; with the person he went to the trouble of kidnapping, no less! Thirdly, it seems awfully convenient that I see a vision or whatever the heck it was of Amelia just in time to learn she's being kidnapped! Someone's playing with me, and I don't like it. And this whole setup seems too convenient; empty street, public phone, number...but it's not like I have another choice. If it is a trap, I'm going to have to spring it and hope for the best.'

James gently places Amelia down behind some boxes, hiding her from the street. He glances up and around, scanning the alley, street and rooftops for any observers, straining his senses to their limit. Finally, James stands and brushes himself down. He lets go of his 'battle mind' for a moment, and supports himself against the wall until the stabbing head pains subside. Then, he narrows his eyes, and slips into his combat state again. James pops his neck and jogs out of the alley, headed for the payphone. Bell's card is clenched tight in one hand, and there is an expression of intense concentration on James's face as he scans his surroundings intently, trying to keep an eye on all directions at once...

(OOC: Super-Dexterity is on; Dodge is declared vs. everyone; James is trying to keep alert using his All-Around Sight, Listen +10, Spot +10. He's going to jog to the phone and then call Bell, paying attention half to the call and half to his surroundings. If something goes really wrong, he's going to dodge back into the alley so that he can protect Amelia...)

 

[Calinon]

"I managed school and gymnastics," Hoshiko says. "My marks were always in the top of the class. I think I can handle it. Besides, I've always wanted to be a doctor, and you know we couldn't afford it," she adds. "You don't want me to miss a chance like this, do you?" she says, giving her father her best puppy dog eyes look.

 

[Keia]

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

“Now,” the man said with a smile. “I apologize for not introducing myself sooner. My name is Christopher Bell, and I am the recruiter for Greenwood Academy. It is a pleasure to meet all of you.”

"Greenwood Academy . . . never heard of it," Marcus replied. "I guess it's not in the local tri-state area?"

 

[Rybaer]

The woman sat back upon her heels and tilted her head back, letting the sun shine upon her face. “Thank you. No, I am not an instructor as such…” she said with a faint smile. “Just a gardener. Tell me, how did you get past the outer gates?” As she spoke, Cloud noticed that the woman never once looked her way.

Cloud has the good grace to look embarrassed. As it's obvious this woman is a metahuman, Cloud decides there's no point in concealing the truth.

"Actually, I hardly even noticed that there were gates," she says. "And for that matter, I'm not really here, either. This is just a projection of my spirit. I hope I'm not breaking any major rule by being here..."

 

[Nuke261]

Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Jonn followed the group to the meeting room and sat down. He looked over at Shannon, wondering briefly why she was still with them. He let that though go as he listened to Mr. Bell explain things to them.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

As James makes his way closer to the alley entrance, he sees why the street is so deserted. The police had set up a barricade several feet to the left of the entrance, clearing the block in front of the hospital main entrance. There are a few officers standing at the blockade, and a large crowd of onlookers behind it, including the press. It appears that no one had spotted him yet. Looking around, James could not see anyone on the rooftops.



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

Mai-san raised an eyebrow at her expression. “Your mother and I are worried about you. You have much going on in your life. This… is different than gymnastics. Gymnastics you could stop if you wanted to; this appears to be much more difficult.” He sighed wearily. “But I do not see a problem in going to see this school of yours. I will speak with your mother.”



-Marcus Stevens & Jonn Birkey
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Mr. Bell smiled wryly. “I am afraid not. Greenwood Academy is actually a small private college in Ireland.” As he speaks, he pulls a few color-booklets out of his briefcase and gives one to Robbie, Marcus and Jonn. He does not offer one to Shannon, and she does not ask for one. “The school has been in operation for only about a century, and we recently decided to expand our curriculum to include metahuman studies… that is, teaching young metahumans how to control their powers. Are there any questions?”



-Watching Cloud Rice
Madison, Wisconsin
Aug. 3, 2003

The woman nods slightly with a thoughtful expression on her face. “The gates keep out who they are meant to keep out. I doubt we would be having this conversation if you had noticed them,” she said at last. “No, my dear, you are not breaking any rules by being here. In fact, you are not the first to come here to explore. Tell me, have you found what you are looking for? Will you be returning in a few weeks?”

 

[Rybaer]

The woman nods slightly with a thoughtful expression on her face. “The gates keep out who they are meant to keep out. I doubt we would be having this conversation if you had noticed them,” she said at last. “No, my dear, you are not breaking any rules by being here. In fact, you are not the first to come here to explore. Tell me, have you found what you are looking for? Will you be returning in a few weeks?”

"Well, I only looked around the grounds," she says telepathically. "Despite my nosiness, I decided to draw the line at actually going inside the buildings. It looks really nice, though. I'll be back soon with my family for the open house, when I'll make my final decision. Somehow, I expect that I'll probably find my way here for the next term.

"What can you tell me about life as a student here? I'll assume your answer is somewhat biased, but would you recommend it?" She says this last with a bit of playful humor.

 

[Calinon]

"Better do it quick," Hoshiko says as another crash eminates from the kitchen. "While there's still a kitchen around."

Hoshiko hops up and bounds upstairs to get away from her mother and to phone Kenji and tell her all about the school.

OOC: In case you forgot, Hoshimoro Kenji is her best friend from her background