Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003


Mr. Bell said:
Mr. Bell smiled wryly. “I am afraid not. Greenwood Academy is actually a small private college in Ireland. 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?”

"Sure, I have one or two," Marcus asked. "You said you expanded your curriculum . . . what did you originally teach or specialize in? How much is this gonna cost? And, why us?"
 

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Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Jonn watched Marcus as he spoke. He realized he was nodding his head in agreement with Marcus's questions. He thumbed through the brochures while Mr. Bell answered everything. He looked over at Shannon and realized she had not literature on the school. And this Bell-guy already knew her...

"I have a question. How exactly did you find me? I don't keep a very high profile in either identity."
 

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

“I am happy to hear that. I will look forward to seeing you during the term,” the woman replied. She then paused, giving thought to Cloud’s next question. “The students here seem rather happy. The campus is really much larger than it looks, and there is plenty to keep one busy.” She smiled faintly, before adding,” I have been here but a short time, but the faculty seems very kinds. I rather like it here.”



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

Her father nodded, a pained expression upon his face. He watched as Hoshiko raced up the stairs, before reluctantly putting his papers aside and getting up to go into the kitchen. A moment later, Hoshiko could hear her mother’s shouting.

She picked up her phone, and dialed Kenji’s number. It rang once, before she heard her friend’s voice on the other end. “So, how did it go?” Kenji asked, without even bothering to say hello. Somehow, her friend always knew when Hoshiko was calling.



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

“We occasionally specialized in a number of degrees, including liberal arts, medicine, education, and engineering. However, the school has come under new leadership. The new dean, William Pike, is interested in helping those with special abilities to learn more their powers in a safe environment. As for the cost, we are willing to offer each of you a full scholarship.”

At Jonn’s question, Mr. Bell paused a moment, considering his words before answering. “Mr. Pike and I have worked closely with the governments of several countries in order to locate promising students. Forgive me for sounding cryptic, but you would be surprised how much the government knows about you already.”
 

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

Mr. Bell said:
“We occasionally specialized in a number of degrees, including liberal arts, medicine, education, and engineering. However, the school has come under new leadership. The new dean, William Pike, is interested in helping those with special abilities to learn more their powers in a safe environment. As for the cost, we are willing to offer each of you a full scholarship.”

"Free sounds good to me," Marcus replied. "It's amazing how little pay there is in being a hero."
 

"Psychic much?" Hoshiko jokes in reply.

"Mom's mad as usual after today's little show," Hoshiko sighs. "But at least father is willing to let me go to the school to see it. If mother doesn't kill him with a pot or something. It sounds pretty cool though! They want to do something or other with metahumans; prolly study them or something. But the school would be free! I can actually go to medical school! A few private testing sessions will be worth it!" Hoshiko says excitedly, forgetting her troubles with mother for the moment as she rambles on about the school, where it is, what it looks like and the guy with the illusionary powers that was at the meeting with her.

"Sounds pretty cool, huh?"
 

Jonn Birkey (Rumble)

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

The Government knows about me and has a file on me? That's kinda creepy. I wonder if I could see it. Nah, this probably isn't the time and place to ask. Maybe later.

Making an effort to sit up straiter and appear professional, Jonn agreed. "I can't ever afford a real costume. Yeah, I'm in. I mean, Yes, I would be happy to accept your offer. How soon would we be leaving?"
 
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James Dunbar, HP 0/5, Status: Uninjured.

Dark Nemesis said:
-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.

James sighed and drew back into the alley, crouching by the still form of Amelia. He spoke aloud, to no-one in particular, his voice low and rueful."You know...once, just once, I'd like to catch a break. I knew I shouldn't have got out of bed today. Oh well...looks like I'm running out of options." James glanced around the alley, seeking a fire escape or other method by which he could reach the rooftops whilst still taking Amelia with him. 'I figure I've got a little time before the cops start moving...hopefully I can skirt them via the rooftops, and then...well, find a phone while making sure to keep Amelia safe. I'm sure that's going to be nothing but fun. Dammit!'
 
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Marcus Stevens & Jonn Birkey
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
August 2, 2003

“Yeah, this school looks pretty good,” Robbie added as he flipped through his brochure.

“I am happy to hear that you are interested, gentlemen,” Mr. Bell said with a smile. He handed each of them a packet of papers, including passport applications, the college application, and information regarding the open house. “We will be having an open house in a few weeks, for those students who are undecided about attending. Students may begin moving onto the campus then, and classes will begin a week afterward. Are there any other questions?”



-Mai Hoshiko
Aug. 2, 2003
Tokyo, Japan

“Yeah, I guess so,” Kenji replied hesitantly. “What do you mean, study metahumans? They’re not going to be performing weird tests or anything like that, are they? And the school is all the way out in Ireland? That sounds pretty cool!”


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

There is indeed a fire escape that leads up to the rooftop, about three stories up. Though the ladder is several feet off of the ground, James could probably reach it by climbing atop one of the dumpsters in the alley. But, on the bright side, James had not seen any helicopters, and there was nothing to indicate that there were police on the rooftops.
 

"Well, thanks for your time," Cloud says. "The more I see of this place, the more I like it. Perhaps I'll get a chance to see you again when I'm here for the open house. So long!"

Cloud waves at the woman, then dissolves into nothingness as her spirit snaps abruptly back to her body. She sits up, taking a moment to get used to the feel of solid flesh again. She sneaks back out of the attic and heads downstairs, curious to see if her father is still working in the office or if he finally decided to get some sleep.
 

James Dunbar,HP 0/5

Dark Nemesis said:
-James Dunbar
New York, New York
August 2, 2003

There is indeed a fire escape that leads up to the rooftop, about three stories up. Though the ladder is several feet off of the ground, James could probably reach it by climbing atop one of the dumpsters in the alley. But, on the bright side, James had not seen any helicopters, and there was nothing to indicate that there were police on the rooftops.

James grunted slightly as he hoisted Amelia in a fireman's lift and moved up onto one of the dumpsters. He began climbing the ladder, surprised at how little Amelia weighed. 'It's like she's barely there. How much longer can she survive like this?' As he reached the top of the ladder, James cautiously poked his head up, scanning the rooftops for any signs of trouble.
 

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