Metahuman College-Issue one: College bound [IC]

[Dark Nemesis]

"Oh, that would be Alexandra," Hoshiko tells her mother in their native tongue. "I hadn't realized we'd be having roommates. I am not very comfortable around her. She is very... vain." She tries to avoid elaborating any, not wanting to particularly badmouth anyone.

“Vain, hah. I met her mother in the hallway after saying goodnight to you. The woman asked me if I thought her daughter would be getting diversity credit for sharing a room with a Chinese girl. Chinese! Can you believe that!” Hoshiko’s mother shook her head in amazement.

Her father merely laughed, before turning his attention to the food upon the table. “Breakfast looks good. Come, let us get a table, and some food. I try not to allow myself to be upset by fools before breakfast.”

With that said, he chose a table near the front of the room. There were two other people already sitting at the table. The first was a slight girl, with long dark hair. Perhaps it was the lighting, but her hair appeared to be dark green in color. The other was a muscular boy, with sandy brown hair and a face that was dotted with freckles. The introduced themselves in English as Julie Powell and Jake Andrews.

 

[Rybaer]

Cloud was slightly taken aback by the innocent sincerity that Rinea displayed when speaking of her concerns about Lucky the Leprechaun. "Well, I'll keep an eye out for him," she said with a polite smile as they walked toward the dining hall.

Rinea returned Mrs. Rice’s greeting when it was O.K. to talk. Then rather unexpectedly, she gave Mr. Rice a quick hug before walking on to breakfast.

In the dining hall, Rinea told Cloud “Perhaps I should give you some time with your parents, yes?” and then moved off into the crowd.

"Okay," Cloud says. "I'm sure I'll catch up with you later, Rinea."

When the girl was out of earshot, she turns to her parents. "I think she's gonna be my roomie," she says. "Seems nice enough, though perhaps a bit eccentric. Jury's still out on it."

Cloud takes a seat at a table with her parents and digs in to the breakfast spread. She glances around at the other students and faculty, eager to get a feel for what her classmates might be like. So far, she was feeling fairly positive about the prospects for the upcoming school year.

"So, dad," Cloud says casually, "I hope that phone call wasn't work related. Can't they give you a couple days to yourself? And I don't even want to think what god-awful hour of the morning it must be in the States right now."

 

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 5/5

She sits closer than would be normal for stranger at an empty table, and starts talking and eating. “Hello, James. I am named Rinea. What is your strategy, this morning? Oh, this yellow substance tastes good!”

James gave Rinea a suspicious and slightly puzzled stare as she spoke, wondering what she was doing. '"This yellow substance?" She doesn't know what it is? What's her game?' Tense, James shifted a little uncomfortably at Rinea's unusual proximity and wondered what to say. Eventually, he settled on the thing that had most unnerved him about her words. "Why do you say strategy? Rather than 'plan' or..something similar?" 'What do you know? Did you use that word deliberately, or am I just being paranoid?' Watching Rinea carefully, James had abandoned all pretense of concentrating on his food.

 

[Keia]

Marcus Stevens (Proton)

“That sucks, man. My roommate, he’s okay. Some Japanese kid, but he’s got a sense of humor. He’s got powers too, made the room look like it was filled with a bunch of fine honeys,” Robbie said with a grin.

"I am so hanging out in your room later, man," Mrcus said, happy that Robbie was getting along with his roommate.

“Hey, guys. How was your trip?”

"Great, some turbulance . . . but that really didn't bother me 'case, well, you know," Marcus explained, sort of. "Didn't know you'd be here, too. <pause> So, what happened with the dudes at the Science building back home?"

 

[Amulet]

"Why do you say strategy? Rather than 'plan' or..something similar?"

"Is strategy is wrong word? I apologize, if so. I am still growing accustomed to the nuances of this method of communication. Would you like to try some yellow substance? Oooh! I like this song!" Suddenly Rinea starts bobbing her head to some non-existent music.

 

[Synchronicity]

James Dunbar, HP 5/5

"Is strategy is wrong word? I apologize, if so. I am still growing accustomed to the nuances of this method of communication. Would you like to try some yellow substance? Oooh! I like this song!" Suddenly Rinea starts bobbing her head to some non-existent music.

James just stares at Rinea in utter bewilderment for a moment. 'What is up with this girl? Is she on drugs or something? Or..maybe just plain crazy?' Totally at a loss as to what he can say in response to Rinea, James contents himself by returning to his food, though his frown remains. He watches Rinea carefully, despite his apparent disinterest, having no idea what to make of her. 'Is she normal for this place? What the heck have I let myself in for? Can I really do this? And is Amelia really safe here?'

For a second, James seems to shrink slightly, looking tired, unhappy, nervous and scared. However, he quickly quashes his moment of weakness, embarassment and anger at his lapse making him pretend to concentrate even harder on the food. 'That was stupid, James. You don't have the luxury of being able to feel sorry for yourself.'

Again, that cold voice spoke in his head - his voice, yet apart from him, the voice James thought of as the representation of himself after Maxwell's experiments. The survivor. The killer. Always on edge, always paranoid, utterly unforgiving of any human weakness. The thing Maxwell had made him into. Tried to make him into, he swiftly amended. Tried to. The crazed professor had failed in the end. Hadn't he?

The frown on James's face only deepened as he thought about it. 'Damn. That dream must have affected me worse than I thought. I don't have time for this.'

 

[Calinon]

"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Alexandra called me Chinese as well," Hoshiko replies to her mother as they sit at the table. "My name is Mai Hoshiko, and these are my parents," Hoshiko introduces to the two other teens. "We fly in from Japan yesterday."

Hoshiko tries not to stare at the strange color of the girls hair. She herself looks very odd in her alternate form, and that makes her uncomfortable enough. Green hair isn't so strange anyway, she supposed, the way some of her generation get their hair done.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Cloud takes a seat at a table with her parents and digs in to the breakfast spread. She glances around at the other students and faculty, eager to get a feel for what her classmates might be like. So far, she was feeling fairly positive about the prospects for the upcoming school year.

"So, dad," Cloud says casually, "I hope that phone call wasn't work related. Can't they give you a couple days to yourself? And I don't even want to think what god-awful hour of the morning it must be in the States right now."

“She seems like a sweetheart,” Mrs. Rice replied with a smile. He father was too busy staring at a young man who had just walked past them, wearing what appeared to be full plate armor.

“I wish I could say it wasn’t work related, princess,” her father replied with a sheepish smile. “You know how it is, I cannot go on vacation without the whole office falling apart. That was the last call I’ll take, thought, I promise.”

He ate a few bites of breakfast, before asking, “What do you think of this place so far, princess?”

 

[Dark Nemesis]

"Great, some turbulance . . . but that really didn't bother me 'case, well, you know," Marcus explained, sort of. "Didn't know you'd be here, too. <pause> So, what happened with the dudes at the Science building back home?"

“Yeah, my dad works here, so I figured I might as well attend,” Shannon replied as she closed her book. “I can’t wait for you guys to see the training facilities he put in!”

Shannon stared at Marcus blankly a moment when he mentioned the Science building. Then, a look of realization crossed her face. “Oh, that! I don’t know, I had an early flight to catch the following day. I guess they were planning on rebuilding again.”

 

[Dark Nemesis]

"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Alexandra called me Chinese as well," Hoshiko replies to her mother as they sit at the table. "My name is Mai Hoshiko, and these are my parents," Hoshiko introduces to the two other teens. "We fly in from Japan yesterday."

Hoshiko tries not to stare at the strange color of the girls hair. She herself looks very odd in her alternate form, and that makes her uncomfortable enough. Green hair isn't so strange anyway, she supposed, the way some of her generation get their hair done.

Her mother tsked disapprovingly, before saying in Japanese. “Terrible. Will she be attending medical school as well? I certainly hope not.”

“It is very nice to meet you, Mai” Julie replied with a grin. If she noticed that Hoshiko was staring at her hair color, she does not let on. “Isn’t this exciting?”