New Generation Legacy, Issue 1: Back to School

Cody plops his rump on the ground, sitting there Indian-style. He raises his hands up, "Alright, alright. Not going anywhere." he says, trying to defuse the situation.

"I know I've got it easy, my power's pretty simple. Raph's got it a lot harder. I'm not sure if she's like you, but she has to worry constantly about using the right amount of strength...you saw her with that microscope, it just plopped off with probably very little effort from her. She can also fire some pretty dangerous blasts of light and basically, all that power is in the hands of a teenage girl with only an inkling of morality right now." He lets that sink in for a second before continuing, "But that's why we're here, y'know? We feel like if we can understand our powers better, we can control them better...and hopefully, do the right thing with them. Whatever that is." he smiles, pausing, "The offer's are still on the table. We can talk what's up, talk about something else entirely, or go flying. Your choice." he says again, sounding cheerful.

Manjit looks down at Cody, frowning. "Raph? Is she even real? She said she's not even sure where she bloody well comes from!" She catches herself, sighs, and steps back to the wall, sliding down it into a sitting position. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean...I kill things. That's my power. Anything I touch, I suck the life right out of it.

"I appreciate you trying to be nice, but your ability got you a new friend, mine killed two of my friends and two other people and anyone else that tries to get close to me. That's not fair."
 

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"I actually have a work out regime that I was going to do, but I'd be glad for the company if you wanted to throw the ball at the hoop while I did... After that I'd be up for some baskteball if I'm not too knackered to shoot straight." Clover offers. "Feel free to join us in the gym if you want to Stacey love."

With that, Clover heads towards her room and her luggage with her work out clothes. She was glad she'd brought more luggage than just the trunk that she'd have brought to King's school, there she could at least it was just a 15 minute ride on the tube to get home if she had left something. No nipping back home for her here if she'd left something, and no Danielle to cadge a replacement from till she had a chance to go for it.

Now that was a scary thought. She and Dani weren't like those twins that you read about that are tied at the waist always doing things together, doing double dates, and sharing all their clothes. They were still twins though, and they spent a lot of time together, and now they'd be apart all year unless she went home during winter holiday. It was her fault too, she was the one who was different, it was her being an elite that had made her seperate from her sister for the first time in forever, and she wasn't sure how she felt about it. The red head knew she was excited to be at the academy, and sad to be seperated from her sister and her mates, but she was also mad at herself even though she knew she couldn't control it. She was royally twigged about how John had reacted to her, but also happy about Stacey, Trilly, Kiyana, Jerry, and had. It was like she was all discumbobulated threads of yarn knotted up into one giant shambolic ball, and just about the only way she knew to deal with the various emotions was to go and start hitting something until all the nots came loose.

Dani would have known what was bothering and said something smart and funny and wonderful to make her laugh at herself and then feel better, but with no Dani, it was just the old standby of slapping around and poking at things with her practice swords and beating up punching bags til she worked it out.

Clover's work out suit was really ace, and it'd cost her dad a fair few pounds, but they figured with the material it was okay if she grew a bit since it could stretch. It was a stretchy clingy shirt that was made out of some really resilient material, it was even suppoused to be as strong as the body armor that the SAS blokes wore, but much more flexible, and she felt alright in thinking she made it look a fair bit sexier than those SAS boys if they'd had it since it clung to her skin and emphasized, well, everything. The outfit was green and purple, with removable sleeves and trouser legs that would leave her in the equivalent of bikini bottoms, and a sleeveless top for even greater flexibility, though it was a pain in the arse to attach the sleeves and legs after taking them off.

Once Clover arrives at the girls dorms she tries to get in, "Wonder who my roommate even is for that matter. Hope she leans more to Trilly's way of thinking than John's as that'd be a right poke in the eye to be Bi and rooming with one of those ignorant country bumpkin homophobes. Maybe worse to be with a bean flicker purist though, guess there just isn't any pleasing princess Clover." the girl adds dryly, as she rambles aloud to herself.
 

Clover & Trilly:

"Yeah, I'm no Yank either, I'm from Vancouver. Wish I was still in Vancouver, but my idiot dad thinks I should be here. Whatever," Tina replies.

"Gym, sure, the flight over was so long, I totally need some exercise," Stacy states, nodding in agreement.

"Sure," Tina adds with as little enthusiasm as possible.

"Volleyball? Yeah, figures you'd be a jock, Stretch," Stacy laughs.
 

The Asian teen laughs. "Aussie Chinese then? Cool. I'm Jimmy, Jiong back home." His accent is a lot thicker than Yoshi's, but his English is pretty good and more American like Yoshi's."

"G'day Jiong. Aussie Chinese right enough, not that I look it," Jerry smiled good-naturedly. He continued in his Chinese, "Interested in swimming or surfing? Anything water, really?"

"It is good to meet you, I'm Amadi," the African boy says as he looks around at the pool area.

"Amadi," Jerry shook his hand. Noticing the examination of the pool, he pressed on, "You swim? Or surf?"

Yoshi starts laughing while Jimmy shakes his head and grins, "Wow, you weren't kidding."

"Nothing wrong with him," Jerry maintained firmly. "We're all 'round the twist somehow."
 

"See you there. I am going to go grab my gym bag from the the storage room. They hadn't picked out a room for me yet." Trilly hurried off to change into her own 'workout' outfit.

Slipping into a bathroom after picking up her gym bag, Trilly smiled as she slid it on. A very.. unique polymer she'd be outfitted with while being studied by the 'Elite Studies' division of the Duke Medical Center, it was the only clothing she'd been able to find that could stretch with her.

She grinned at the image in the mirror as she checked to make sure the suit was on properly. She might not be playing any games, but she knew she could at the very least do a work out and practice some of her combat tricks.

She wondered how Clover would react to this look. She knew most of the boys on campus would pop a few fuses. She chuckled to herself as she headed to the gym. First off, she'd work on the weights, then the extension and wrestling warm ups. Shame she didn't know anyone good enough to spar with she thought to herself as she stepped into the gym.
 

Clover:

The girls' dorm is also locked. A female voice announces itself. "Identities unknown. Please remain still during bioscan." Above, a device with a large lens beams a gridded green light over Clover, shifting left and right, forward and backward. After roughly 30 seconds, the light turns off, the device slides on a track to Stacy. As it scans her, the voice announces, "Hughes, Clover. Welcome, Clover. Enjoy your semester at the Mudaba Adin Institute for Young Elites."

The door opens once all three teens are scanned.

Tina, Stacy and Clover each find their dorm rooms, all three of them separate. The room doors open automatically for the occupant. There's no one in Clover's room, though there is luggage that was taken to the rooms for the students as they arrived.
 

"G'day Jiong. Aussie Chinese right enough, not that I look it," Jerry smiled good-naturedly. He continued in his Chinese, "Interested in swimming or surfing? Anything water, really?"

"More into basketball and football, but I can swim," Jimmy replies back in Chinese.

"Amadi," Jerry shook his hand. Noticing the examination of the pool, he pressed on, "You swim? Or surf?"
"Surf, no, swim, I was on my way to the Ghanaian national team before coming here, actually," the wiry teen tells him.

"Nothing wrong with him," Jerry maintained firmly. "We're all 'round the twist somehow."

James shrugs, "S'all right, I talk a lot, I know. Not the first time someone's pointed it out to me."

Yoshi grins, "See, dude's a good sport, I...holy ****!" Yoshi quickly changes subjects as he sees Trilly entering the gym through the glass doors of the pool area. "Check that out, guys!"

"Nice," Jimmy agrees.

Amadi nods in approval, while James stares dumbstruck.

"Boys..." Kiyana mutters in Russian, rolling her eyes.
 

"More into basketball and football, but I can swim," Jimmy replies back in Chinese.

"There's hope for you yet!" Jerry joked back in the same language.

"Surf, no, swim, I was on my way to the Ghanaian national team before coming here, actually," the wiry teen tells him.

Jerry's eyes widened and he gave Amadi an appreciative look, "I think you're my new hero, mate. Teach me everything you know!"

Yoshi grins, "See, dude's a good sport, I...holy ****!" Yoshi quickly changes subjects as he sees Trilly entering the gym through the glass doors of the pool area. "Check that out, guys!"

"Nice," Jimmy agrees.

Amadi nods in approval, while James stares dumbstruck.

Jerry glanced over. Oh, just a girl. Nice looking, but really? All the wrong bits. Suppose they're all straight if they're so interested, though. Shame, Amadi was good-looking enough and a swimmer too. This on top of the guy with the glasses going about with his girlfriend or whatever hanging all over him half the time.

"Boys..." Kiyana mutters in Russian, rolling her eyes.

"'fraid she's lost on me too," Jerry shrugged.
 

Once she is in her room, Clover rapidly strips down to a pair of panties. Folding her shirt, skirt, and bra she places them on her bed. Once thats done, the red-head moves to her trunk and pulls the work out suit from the top, and quickly shimmies her way into the bikini bottom and then the tight long sleeved top. After that the british girl slipped on her boots, and heads back out the door.

"Hey, uh? Can you hear me? I don't know if you can answer questions, but you seem to be able to tell people apart. Can you tell me who my bunkee is? Who is the room mate of Clover Hughes?" she asks the door that had scanned her on the way into the girls dorm, feeling kind of silly as she did.
 
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"Excuse me, Professor Lankowski, Doctor Stockov, but I must excuse myself. I think Manjit could probably use another friend." Turning away, he follows Cody and Manjit, catching sight of them down the hall.

"Manjit, are you okay? Would you like to continue exploring the school?"
 

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