New Generation Legacy, Issue 1: Back to School

"Better love, you have to remember to put your hips into it, you need to wring as much strength out of the stroke as you can. Most of the fighters are guys, meaning they'll be stronger than us, and mostly stronger than us too, so your gonna want to deflect their attacks, not stop them. So practice that."
 

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Trilly smiles at that. It was fun to watch the so 'open and out' girl blushing. And she does as she is told, putting her hips into the swing and doing a full swing.

"Like that sweetie?"
 

Cody, Emmet, Jerry

Cody, Emmet and Manjit make it to the library. As one would expect, there are a lot of books lining shelves in the large two-floor room. Tables are dispersed throughout, as well as single seat cubicles for studying and privacy, and areas with more comfortable chairs for lounging. Tables with computer terminals line the entire east wall, about twenty terminals all told.

Near the entrance is a terminal used to sign out books and there isn't anyone else here at the moment. As the teens begin to have a look around, Jerry enters. Manjit looks up at the new arrival, but doesn't say anything.
 

Near the entrance is a terminal used to sign out books and there isn't anyone else here at the moment. As the teens begin to have a look around, Jerry enters. Manjit looks up at the new arrival, but doesn't say anything.

Oh, it's the cute one with the girlfriend, but no girlfriend. Recognizing the group from the gathering earlier, Jerry went right over.

"G'day, I'm Jerry," his eyes lingered for a moment over the cute one in his glasses. He liked freckles, but the glasses really did the job. Why were the cute ones all straight?
 

Nick smirks, Wow is this guy for real? I mean yeah he was funny but seriously too cool… how old are you 13? Oh well he may be amusing to have around at least, probably a poser wanting to feel cool. Better company then the Ice Queen and crew, man I miss my old friends, and I am surprised I even thought that. He nods with approval, “That is a sweet deal, you should get a deal with Nike or something, with that kind of speed. I could have used a receiver or tailback like you at my old school.”

"Yeah..." Yoshi says, nodding. "That would be wicked. Be in commercials and stuff, make some sweet bread? Gonna have to look into that..."

“Played quarterback for the team, wrestled in the winter, did baseball in the spring; track and field over the summer. Jujitsu all year round; took some Muay Thai when we lived in Thailand for a year before we moved back to Arkansas so my mom could be a professor or something. I wanted to get into MMA after High School/College depending on if I couldn’t ride out a sports scholarship and get into the pros… but yeah that isn’t exactly going to work now,” Nick shakes his head with frustration still smirking.

"Bummer, dude, but hey, don't kid yourself, this elite business is the best thing to happen to all of us, I guarantee," the Asian teens replies. "Fame, money, girls, it's gonna be the sweet life, man."

He glances to Yoshi, “I hope the rest of the students aren’t as stuck up as the Ice Queen, or that is going to make for some real dull parties. I wonder how old that one instructor was, I think her name was Jun Min… telling you man older chicks are where it’s at… College girls are the best girls, as long as you seem older yourself.”

"The chick that was yelling at the other chick outside? She sure doesn't hurt the eyes, but that's one helluva temper. Plus, if she is an instructor, good luck getting into those pants, more trouble than it's worth, you ask me," he says with a grin. "I've met a few of the other girls, there is a lot of potential here, dude."

The two enter the cafeteria. The well lit room has two tiers, tables and chairs dominate the upper tier, which is perhaps five feet higher than the lower tier, which also has tables and chairs, but also an order counter, a cold food and beverage display and some smorg tables containing a number of different foods of all styles.

There are a number of students and faculty members here. The ones that stand out are a guy that Nick spoke to in the courtyard, named Erik, a skinny German musician sitting at one table eating and talking to a girl. Neither of you has met the other, but you recognize her as the Arabic girl that Jin Min got mad at, she sits alone, poking at some food on her plate. There are quite a few open tables, as well.
 
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Emmet adjusts his glasses, then raises a hand in greeting. "Hi Jerry, I'm Emmet, as my name tag so purposefully states. From California, Santa Clara County, actually. Due to greeting and accent I assume you are from Australia?"

"Your Elite abilities must be quite fascinating to effect such a change in physical appearance. My own gifts are concentrated in mental enhancement, specifically hypercognition."

Emmet glances around the library, then back to Jerry. "Quite the place, hmm?"
 

Emmet adjusts his glasses, then raises a hand in greeting. "Hi Jerry, I'm Emmet, as my name tag so purposefully states. From California, Santa Clara County, actually. Due to greeting and accent I assume you are from Australia?"

"Guess it's hard to hide," Jerry shrugged. "Sydney specifically."

"Your Elite abilities must be quite fascinating to effect such a change in physical appearance. My own gifts are concentrated in mental enhancement, specifically hypercognition."

"They bleed into my clothes too, so everything goes black or white," Jerry's shadow rose up and swallowed him and he instantly reappeared about a foot to the side. "But it's handy, I can go anywhere I get a look at for a couple dozen k at leas. Not really sure how far's the limit. I can move things and turn the lights down too."

"So, uh, hypercognition? That lets you make shoes really fast with your mind? Could use some mental enhancement with my maths,"
Jerry smiled.

Emmet glances around the library, then back to Jerry. "Quite the place, hmm?"

"It's pretty good for a library," Jerry glanced around. "Wonder if they got a picture book on good surfing by the Red Sea. I see one of those I can go there on the weekends maybe."
 

"Just black and white, or different shades of grey? And does transformation limit itself to apparel, or any object in constant physical proximity, such as a watch or wallet?" Emmet asks, his eyes lighting up with the thrill of an unexplained phenomenon. "You look pretty cool though," he adds, a tad embarrassed.

"I actually have an interesting idea for a device that acts as a sort of teleporter, although it would require a preset beacon. Do you conserve velocity through your jumps? Sorry. "

"No, it speeds the processing speed of the neurons in my brain. No appreciative increase in nerve conduction velocities though; I'm still limited to conscious physical reactions of .22 seconds."

"You enjoy surfing," Emmet asks, feigning interest. California was inundated with the influence of the surfer culture, and Emmet was rather sick of it.
 

Trilly smiles at that. It was fun to watch the so 'open and out' girl blushing. And she does as she is told, putting her hips into the swing and doing a full swing.

"Like that sweetie?"

"Thats bang on. It'll take a while for the reflexes and the muscle memory to get built up, but yea, thats the general idea. Like I said though, it takes a lot of practice if you want to have a serious go at it, but for just funning around your dead on." Clover says, grinning at Trilly. Damned if the yank wasn't the perfect mate, fun, adventurous, wanting to try new things, and dead sexy. Though that last wasn't really good for a mate so much as a girlfriend, or boyfriend. That line of reasoning was not a good one to be on after she'd already run into problems with people being uncomfortable, with her, she definitely didn't want to screw her and Trilly as mates.

"Nick and Yoshi did have a point about food, the most substantial thing I've eaten today was a bit of an egg sandwhich. Are you hungry at all Trilly? Stacey? I figure we can finish the work out and then get cleaned up and go eat. How does that sound?"
 

That is true, I really hadn’t looked into what I could do with these powers; I think me and this dude can be friends. We think alike, well sort of alike, Nick chuckles, “You’re right, we got the sweet life ahead of us…”

Nick focuses on getting food, lots of fruit, chicken, steamed vegetables, and a couple plates of dessert. Nick continues speaking to Yoshi, “It’s all about the challenge Yoshi; my dad always told me, if you don’t have to work for it, then it won’t mean much to you after you get it. Plus I always dream big, I can’t be bothered with being content with what I have… there is always more man. Always.”

He scans the cafeteria, “Let’s say hello to the student body shall we?” The area around his body warps as he bends time and space, via gravity; he focuses on a chair next to the Arabic girl. Both points become one and he simply slides into the new position instantly.

Nick puts his plate down, “Sorry I hate to see a girl eat alone, my name’s Nick; so what do they have you in for?” He puts his duffel bag down behind his chair and starts eating through some grapes.
 

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