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WHO: Anyone who wants in!
WHERE: The Xavier Institue
WHEN: During this school week
WARNINGS: Nope.
SUMMARY: First week of school! Isn't everyone pumped?
FORMAT: Any

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Homeroom!

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[Homeroom is pretty worthless, right? You can pretty much ignore everything the teachers and the announcements say. Best class!]

Random 8th Grade Home(stuck)room - Open!

[peanutblooder]

Tavros had come to school wearing his best new clothes. Shopping with Kanaya and Nepeta had actually been fun, once Tavros got used to so many people (two) paying so much attention to him. Also, his bookbag is his new favorite thing, so all in all he was starting the day out feeling pretty good about himself!

Where to...sit, though?

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Next to Jade, duh! She beams when she sees him and waves him over enthusiastically.

[peanutblooder]

OH GOOD! Yay! Tavros does not skip over, but it's a near thing, and takes a desk right next to hers.

"Hi Jade!"

Look, they could hang out without anything traumatic happening! How awesome was that? ...Granted they'd just started hanging out, but this was a school, surely nothing traumatic ever happened to a student here. :D!

Hallways!

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[Maaaaybe if you chill by the lockers long enough, the bell will never ring?]

[tooksteps]

[She's looking up. Because it's just her luck that the locker she has been assigned is on the top-level and she, of course, is much shorter than the average student.

She has only been here for half a day and she's already composed one letter (already sent technopahtically) to her therapist requesting a cessation to her schooling. She should be at work. It is her design to protect and watch, not learn.

The Red Queen is not amused.]

[lie_to_him]

[Hallways are not a place that brings back good memories. In fact this whole school offers up a lot of issues that he thought he had left behind, or more accurately pushed deep down inside. Still being that the halls are the only means with which to go from the teachers lounge to his class here Wesley is avoiding the pushing and loud voices as all teachers are able to do.

The sight of a student looking up at the top locker makes him pause because he once knew that feeling of being too short to reach anything despite what his current height may suggest. Mentally kicking himself he steps closer and clears his throat]

Do you require assistance?

[tooksteps]

I require a different locker. This one is too tall.

[She looks at the man, adding his face to her data base. Likely a teacher, although at a school dedicated to teaching those with no experience how to use the 'Porter's gifts it is often difficult to tell.

Best to ask.]

Are you a teacher?

Lunch!

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[The food is horrible, but at least it's a break from the monotony of teachers and homework and books.]

[xuffasch]

( School, Damian has decided, is an awkward and horrible place. Which is why he didn't show up for classes or anything, instead arriving at the Institute precisely at lunch time. He was rather proud of his ability to blend in--he'd been spending a lot of time in-costume lately, and the hoodie and sneakers felt more like a disguise--he wandered across the grounds, trying to get a feel for the place. )

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[Jade, on the other hand, is loving school. When she spots Damian, she bounds over, all grins and energy.]

Hi!

[xuffasch]

( Damian just blinks at her. Jade how are you always so enthusiastic. )

Hello.

After school!

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[FREEDOM. Unless you have detention. Oops.]

[broroona]

[Technically, he did get detention for trying to smoke in class but fuck if he knows what that is. Instead he's smoking his other pack (always have a spare in case of emergencies) outside like a lame-o cool kid.]

[molecularity]

[ sup baroona. have a gwen. ]

Those things will kill you, you know.

[broroona]

[If he's surprised, he doesn't show it. He does turn to acknowledge her though, the faintest smile ever on his face.]

Other things will too.

COMBAT

[spadassin]

[Oh, how she loves the first day of school. All of the weapons she'd had in piles before were now arranged neatly around the Institute's dojo, categorized by type. As students walked in the door, she repeated the same phrase:]

Choose a weapon and take a spot a distance away from other members of the class. Don't want any blood spilled on the first day, do we?

COMBAT

[ex_julianhe]

[ Julian spots her and grabs another polearm. Weapons are so not normally his thing. Who needs them when he's got powers that hit harder than your average sledgehammer? But he's been an Institute kid for a few years, so he's decent with hand to hand. He shoots Lyra a grin. ]

How about it, kid?

Re: COMBAT

[peanutblooder]

[OH. GOG.

Well..... Well, he was here. And he was a troll, alright, and he was going to be a cavalreaper even when he didn't have legs and he wasn't going to just stand here and let a bunch of humans who were probably raised to believe they shouldn't just hurt people for personal gain and profit scare him. At all. Because they were probably wimps.

...That sounded self-confident, right?

Right, Rufio?

...Well maybe he didn't have to hurt anyone. Maybe he could just scare them, before the hurting started, and then they'd leave him alone. That way he could be self-confident AND not have to fight his friends.]

...

[So it took him about half a minute of standing there looking like a small, terrified woodland creature, before Tavros shook his head a bit and put on a smile and a little strut, heading for-- she said she had lances-- YES! The most useful weapon of all, the lance! He makes a show of testing the balance as he finds a spot well away from the other students.

STAND BACK KIDS. THE CAVALREAPER NEEDS ROOM.

...Yeah.]