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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 20, 2016 17:18:15 GMT
"Son of a politician. Graduated from Tokyo U. Powerless." Arthur told Martha. The guy clearly had a fairly comfortable life. But while gathering that data, Arthur noticed something unusual. It took too long for the data to appear. It did not appear to be a fault of data transmition due to a faulty wireless connection or something similar since it appeared quickly. Instead, it seemed to be a problem with encryption. The data itself appeared quickly, but it needed time to appear as legible symbols. High-level encryption on data of this nature wasn't strange, but the phone should have the key in its data and the machine itself seemed fairly high-end (despite what the machinery in the "club room" would indicate). It should be deciphered even before it appears on the screen.
"A bug in the software? Perhaps the software just wasn't optimized properly? Maybe the JHWAB computer itself isn't as super as Norio made it out to be. Or perhaps... Hm..." He muttered to himself, forgetting Martha was there.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 21, 2016 5:54:22 GMT
"I am your new, temporary colleague." Yuu gave Shiro a quick glare. Great, another person who looked at her from the chest down first. She thought about asking why he was banned from acquiring explosives, but she could probably guess and didn't want him to ask how she knew that. "Jun Li." She extended her hand. She didn't say she was pleased to meet him because she wasn't. She had been pleased to meet like one person here. Everybody else was the worst. "Pleased to meet you." She pleasantly smiled, eye twitching. She just couldn't be rude.
A smarter woman would suggest it was a simple matter of each file having encryption and them needing permission to access them. Martha just stared at her phone with wide eyes. "There are bugs in this?" She put it up to her ear, hoping to hear them. Technology was weird!
Jane cowered down a little when Chairo looked at her weird. What was the girl back there doing? Jane didn't like what her mind first went to. She backed away just a little but when the door opened she knew she had to enter. Less perky than earlier, she looked at the large group of students with a little bit of nervousness. "Ah, hello. I am Jane Arachne. I'm from Greece, actually, so..." Jane hadn't actually ever been to school. Was homeschooling a thing in Japan? She actually had no idea. If not it didn't seem like a good excuse for not having a name for a former school. "I look forward to being friends with all of you!" She wildly changed topics.
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Post by Kuma on Aug 24, 2016 5:39:19 GMT
Chairo didn’t even bother to glance at Shin’s direction only saying. –Yes whatever. - To his question. Seicho was looking at Shin quite interested, his eyes twinkling with curiosity, as he analyzed the Mizukara Teen with discerning eyes, hiding wisdom beyond his years. The Young Detective noticed small details that other didn’t noticing faint scars and the hands of a swordsman. Besides him Rian Seimei didn’t seem to care a lot about the newcomers, clearly she was busy writing something on her notebook. The Teacher pointed at the only empty desk, the one in the final row. –Arachne-kun please take that desk in the back. - He spoke gently, with his best and most charming smile. His face rapidly changed as he barked an order to the students in the last row, Aishi Kajin and Yasui Kenka. –You two slackers! Move your backpacks so Arachne-kun can sit there, chop-chop.-
Yasui stood up, his hands deep inside his wide pockets as he leaned forward, his mouth twisted in a disgusting smirk. –HUH!? What’cha gonna do if we don’tcha move them teach?- He placed his foot over his desk with surprising bravado. He took his hands out of his pockets and gestured with both of them taunting Chairo into getting closer. –Ya coming here to make us? Dat Ain’t Happening and ya know dat!- The Womanizing Teacher’s face turned red from rage, taking a single step forward as a warning for them, but before the situation escalated Aishi stood up and placed himself in front of Yasui, putting a hand on his shoulder. –Chill out dude, don’t need to get your cables crossed, I’ll move the stuff, better to do love than war.- He spoke in a very laid-back and relaxed manner, one could almost call him a hippie because of his affected mannerism and the strange almost sing-songish cadence of his voice, which contrasted a lot with his delinquent look.
Chairo recovered his composure as Aishi moved the backpacks and jackets from over the desk and even swept it with his hand to remove a bit of dust over it. His chivalrous attitude even reached to the pointed he pulled the chair so Jane wouldn’t have to do it. He playfully winked at Jane as he did it. –Here you go little lady, don’t let my high tension pal scare you, he is just angry because the horse he bet on lost today on the races.- Chairo’s charm was a painfully obvious fabrication, a tryhardy effort from the teacher to look cool, Aishi’s charming attitude was the real, not romantically charming, just charismatic and friendly. The rest of the class breathed easy as the whole tense atmosphere dispersed. Chairo then decided to start the class.
-Welcome to Literature 101, we will cover many fantastic books and some dreadful ones, but I didn’t pick those, they were imposed by the government, a bunch of fascist if you ask me.- With an affected sigh, while he covered his eyes dramatically.- How droll is to read Genji Monogatari when we could only dedicate ourselves to the works of the Bard, the genius plays of William Shakespeare.- He was clearly a fanatic of the greatest writer of the English language and he didn’t hide it. –To the hell with the “proper”- Chairo even did the air quotes. – ...Curriculum, we will start with one of my favorite works of the Bard.- He pointed at one of the bookshelves in the room. –Everybody grab a copy of Macbeth and start reading. We will analyze the first act today…-
Aoi face could tell everything, he was quite angry, but that wrath bubbled under the calm surface of his face, yet twitches on his eyes and the nervous clenching and opening of his fists was more than enough evidence of his current state of mind. He couldn’t believe how the Headmaster allowed that perverted buffoon to dictate classes in the school after everything he did. The not-so Collected Math Teacher couldn’t care less about actual teaching, but he had a very strongly rooted moral compass that stopped him from turning away from these scandalous cases of corruption. He basically stomped his way through the hallways until he reached Arthur and Martha. –You two, get inside.- He opened the door and stormed inside the room. The classroom was similar to the one Shin and Jane were, only that instead of bookshelves this one had measuring tools and some small laptops piled up in shelves. Trying to get his composure back Aoi inhaled and exhaled deeply a couple of times before saying to Arthur and Martha. –Please introduce yourselves to the class.-
There were 12 desk in the classroom. Hai Chairitsu, Tsubasa Shiroi and Genki Kasei were seated in the first row, with a desk right next to the windows open. The second row had Akire Sokudo, Fathiya Thompson, Tsume Midoriyama and an empty spot that seemed to be occupied by Ken Karakuri. The last row had Uwasa Samui, Kiba Akai and Angelique Virtuel, with the final empty desk for the new students to occupy. Still looking from up front there was something off about the classroom, the desk weren’t in the proper order, as if the middle row wasn’t properly aligned with the others. It was quite suprising to see such slant, considering how ordered, to the point of OCD, the school was. Most of the students looked at the newcomers with at least some interest, others, like Akire Sokudo and Uwasa Samui were a bit more attentive and finally Tsume Midoriyama was basically trying to eat Martha with his eyes.
Shiro noticed Yuu’s expression and quickly waved his hands trying to backtrack. –Sorry, sorry, I’m sure ya just meet Chairo, no need to throw salt into the open disgusting wound.- The School Doctor lazily stretched, popping his neck and shoulders as he did before dragging his feet towards the small kitchen on one of the corners of the Staff Room. –I ain’t like him, so ya don’t have to worry yer little head over it.- He picked the half empty coffee pot out of the machine and shook it, before he smelled it and turned away. He had a crooked smile, not sinister at all, more like childish. –I ain’t a coffee guy myself, but if I don’t drink it I’ll collapse midday.- With that said he chugged down the whole thing, surely cold coffee that had been there for at least an hour. He rudely cleaned his mouth with his lab coat sleeve and turned to face Yuu while putting the coffee pot down in the sink.
He extended his hand. –Nice to meetcha Ms. Li, I’m Shiro Yukiyama the resident doctor and I teach Biology, pleased to make yer acquaintance.- His Kansai Accent was really thick and he didn’t make the least effort to hide, something most people from Osaka usually did when they worked in the Kanto Area. –If ya have any questions about the school inner workings or yer workplace schedule just ask me, but not right now, let me wake up first.- He left the room dragging his slipper wearing feet, surely going to the bathroom to wash his face. Maybe it was time for Yuu to check her schedule.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 25, 2016 9:12:28 GMT
Arthur had to smile at Martha's ignorance, but he had no time to correct her. The teacher from before came back seemed incredibly angry, in stark contrast to the calm persona he showed before. Once he ushered them inside he calmed down, or at least he tried to.
Arthur observed the classroom. Noticing the empty seat in the front, he smiled. He knew where he wanted to sit. "I am Cromwell Arthur. I have many interests so I won't bother listing them. I come from Britain and I'm sure I'm going to love Japan. Nice to meet you all." He bowed.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Aug 26, 2016 20:20:35 GMT
Shin walks over to pick up the required text, all the while he was wondering who exactly is this William Shakespeare guy. As he searches through the books, he looks at the other students a bit as he tries to find anything supernatural about them. Though, everyone seem to be rather normal for the most part. "Well, guess I will try a more direct approach," he thought. Once he picks up Macbeth, he notices someone close by and gently asks Seicho, "Hey there! Sorry if this sounds a bit forward, but would you like to be friends?"
Outside, Shin's clone starts to feel a bit hungry and decides to go for a early lunch break. He returns to the base of operations, and begins to explore the kitchen to find anything to eat.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 27, 2016 4:13:59 GMT
Yuu's expression didn't change. "I'll be sure to ask if I need it." I'll ask Aoi. She thought. He was the only decent one around here. She looked through her materials until she found her schedule. Before reading it, she glanced at her phone. It looked like Chairo had been snapped and unfortunately wasn't the culprit. She put a finger to her chin and quickly scribbled down a note. When Shiro got back, she should ask him if any other students had moved in recently, especially under mysterious circumstances. And if there was incriminating evidence against Chairo. With that in mind, she began to read her schedule.
Jane quickly ran to the back of the classroom. She didn't even stop to ask where Shin would sit. She was just glad to be away from Chairo. "Thanks. What's your name?" Jane easily relaxed around Aishi. It was somebody her age and a simple conversation. Easy enough for her. She scrambled again when Chairo gave orders. If she was good, would he pay less attention to her? Was she in trouble? Was that why he was being weird with her?
She looked through the copies available until she found one in English. She could read some Japanese, but it didn't really feel like enough to handle something as complicated as Shakespeare. She grabbed one of the Japanese copies she had to search through and handed it to Aishi. "Here. You're the first person I've met here who's not weird." She gave him the book as a sort of thanks for being friendly.
Martha noticed Aoi's anger easily enough, although she wasn't able to place a source. Probably Chairo, she guessed. "Want me to go punch him? I can get out of class and you get him with a broken nose. Deal?" She smiled at her teacher. Well, she'd give him time to think about it. She had an introduction to make. "YO!" She yelled. These people were going to notice her and remember this. "Ore wa Martha Arachne! I hope to get along with all of you, but if I don't I'll break your fucking kneecaps!" She introduced herself loudly. "And that especially goes for you!" She pointed at Tsume. "Yeah, don't think I forgot you!" She glowered from the front of the classroom.
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Post by Kuma on Aug 29, 2016 3:43:29 GMT
The whole 3rd year class was silent after Martha’s introduction. Aoi face was a canvas painted with disgust, rage and legendary frustration. The awkward silence continued for a moment as slowly they reacted to such “boisterous” introduction. Hai was the only one who didn’t show any emotion, her face of almost perfect mechanic-like beauty motionless before the show. Tsubasa Shiroi gently smiled and weakly waved to her. Genki Kasei tried to look welcoming, but she was a bit too surprised and shocked to even keep a straight face. Akire Sokudo laughed out loud, not with Martha, but clearly at her. Fathiya Thompson wasn’t paying attention, looking through the window at the running track in the school grounds. Tsume Midoriyama was sweating as he nervously looked around. Uwasa Samui looked at him very interested while she also glanced Martha, taking notes on her tablet. Kiba Akai stood up and clapped with enthusiasm while besides him Angelique Virtuel had her eyes locked on her laptop screen.
Aoi Misaki was angry before, now he was furious. Everything today was going bad for him, first he had to deal with Chairo and now, even after emitting a formal complaint to the Headmaster about the sudden inclusion of exchange students that didn’t go through the appropriate screening process, he had to deal with a loud, obnoxious and seemingly violent teen apart from already having to deal with idiots like Midoriyama and Akai, who constantly jumped over their previous record in idiotic decisions and dumb questions. He couldn’t understand why they were allowed into his class, or why the headmaster didn’t do anything about it. Finally he exhaled, reminding himself that hitting students was a crime, one he could really pay taking in consideration that the resident school gossip girl was on his class and finally said. –Go and seat down, your teacher will arrive soon, your first period will be Psychology.-
Most of the students eyes were still on Martha and by that logic almost nobody was looking at Arthur, who in any normal situation, being a bishonen exchange student, would be the center of attention.
Yuu’s schedule was over her desk, indicating that her first class would be in the 3rd Year classroom were Martha and Arthur were located. Shiro lazily tidied up his desk before crossing the door with a fresh pot of coffee on his hand. –Well good luck in yer first day Li-san, I’ll be in the infirmary if ya need me, let’s hope ya don’t.-
-My name? - As the others searched for books Aishi stood tall, one feet over his seat. –I’m Aishi Kajin, a name that will soon be legendary in the world for my music, my art and my winning smile.- for a moment it almost seemed as if a ray of light was shining only for him, but quickly the illusion of it passed when with the minimum effort of turning around one could see that Kenka was using a flashlight to give Aishi that exalted shroud of light. Chairo chastised from the front. –Shut up and read. - The Poetic Teen scratched his head as he chuckled and crouched. –Sorry, seems my introduction must be cut short, as duty, as boring as it is to read a book by a dead dude from centuries, calls. - He stood up once again with a dramatic gesture and cooly sat down on his deck, crossing his legs as he did. –And this is my boy Kenka. - Aishi pointed at the mean looking teen besides him. –If anybody bothers you just tell Kenka and he will give them a beating they won’t forget. - The Delinquent Teen nodded and limited to say. –Yup.-
Seicho was looking at Shin with interest. His keen detective eye told him that the newcomer was peculiar, just the way he moved or how he talked, maybe Shin had a lot of mysteries behind him and that was the number 1 thing the Teen Detective loved to find. Slowly, trying to avoid making noise he moved closer to the Mizukara teen to have a better look. But as he did Shin turned around and asked him if he wanted to become his friend. This caught Seicho by surprise, but he quickly collected himself as he realized that to investigate somebody like Shin he would need an excuse to stay close and befriending him was one as good as he could get. –Eh, yeah, we can be friends. - He extended his hand towards Shin. –My name is Matsumoto by the way, Seicho Matsumoto.- He tried to pick any kind of ulterior motive from Shin’s eyes, but he seemed clean.
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Post by TimePuppy on Aug 29, 2016 13:45:05 GMT
The second Martha started speaking, Arthur had to bury his face in his palm. He couldn't believe it. "At least put your surname first..." He muttered so quietly, probably no one in the room could hear him. Peeking through his fingers, he could see the reaction of the room. As he expected, it wasn't great. On the other hand, everyone's attention was aimed at Martha. He could probably take photos of everyone and they wouldn't even notice. Unfortunately, he was too shaken to even think to do that anyway.
When the teacher told them to take their seats, he shuffled to the desk at the front, dragging his feet on the floor. This entire ordeal drained all of his enthusiasm already. But suddenly, a memory tore through the darkness and brought light into his soul. The hug Jane gave him before. That memory calmed him down and he exhaled. He can do it. Even if Martha and Shin embarrass him to hell and back, at least Jane seems sane. He'll survive this mission thanks to her.
Before Yuu arrived, Arthur took the opportunity to observe the person next to him.
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Post by HungryHunter on Aug 29, 2016 23:39:38 GMT
Yuu stood to go, but stopped when Shiro returned. "I have to get going, but before I do, have any students moved in recently? Besides the ones arriving today of course?" Yuu asked before leaving to find her classroom. Not long after there was a rapping at the door of Aoi's classroom and she stepped in. "Hello, class. I'm Jun Li." She noticed all the eyes in the class on Martha. Oh, what had she done?
Martha was oblivious in her seat. The eyes on her told her she got everybody's attention. Step one of the four part plan complete! The other steps she would make up later. She turned to the nearest person and scanned them. Kiba. Looked awfully big. Part oni? Only one way to find out! "Hey, are you part-" "Excuse me, I would like quiet when I'm introducing myself." Yuu gave Martha a glare that would give anybody less bold a heart attack. Martha just grumbled and looked at her desk. Dumb Yuu. She was solving the mystery better than they could. It took her a moment to realize that maybe that wasn't the best way. She was being stealthy. She'd have to try something else. "Want to fight after class?" She whispered to the giant student.
"Boring? Reading is exciting!" Jane spent most of her time reading at home, books, comics, it didn't matter. She couldn't imagine not finding reading for a class interesting. "You make music you say, so you should read a lot to learn how to write better. I read comics to learn-uh. Nevermind, let's just read." Jane shoved her nose into her book. She wasn't admitting that she wanted to make comics. She wasn't nearly good enough to do that.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Aug 30, 2016 2:57:26 GMT
"Awesome!" shouted Shin in excitement as he shakes the extended hand with a bit too much strength. "This is great!" he thought. "I made my first friend here already!" Though his plan was to make a friend to help with the mission, his true motive the whole time is to simply make friends. "So Seicho-kun, now that we are friends, could you do me a favor?" His face suddenly gets serious as if he is about to ask a vital question. "Can you tell me...," he started to ask with slight hesitation,"...who William Shakespeare is?"
Meanwhile, back at HQ...Shin's clone had successfully raided the kitchen as if he had been possessed by an appetite demon. As he picks his teeth with a toothpick and rubs his enormous and bloated stomach, he starts to feel sleepy. He shut his eyes, thinking that he would just relax a bit before heading back to his post. The doppelgänger releases a burp, which echoes beyond the borders of the kitchen, and almost immediately falls asleep while being surrounded by a massive mess of dirty plates, utensils, and various other cooking supplies, which are shattered throughout the room, but with the majority of the clutter concentrated around the sleeping swordsman.
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Post by Kuma on Sept 5, 2016 3:00:18 GMT
Arthur eyes meet the side of Hai Chairitsu, one of the few people who didn’t seem fazed by Martha’s introduction. There was something weird about her, she barely blinked, her eyes locked on forward, as if her sole role in life was looking at the whiteboard in front of her. She was a beautiful young woman, but her facial traits were too symetric, her hair too perfect almost as if she had a full team of make-up experts working on her face for 6 hours before getting to school, her face was too perfect. She didn’t seem to notice Arthur at first, but finally, without turning her head, just seeing him through her peripheral vision as Yuu entered the room. -You should focus your attention on the class Cromwell-san, school regulation dictates that students must always look at the teacher or the contents of the whiteboard.- She talked without any inflexion, as if she was speaking from memory rather than thought.
-Except for the newcomers that arrived today all the current students started at with the school, last year.- Shiro replied finally losing his Kansai accent, he finally was awake enough to suppress the “rude” style of speech not usually appreciated on the East side of Japan.
Kiba looked at Martha from above, bending his hulking body so his head got at least in the same height range as Martha’s. -I can’t fight.- He whispered. -I got in a fight before and I almost got expelled, I got kicked out the Rugby club.- He kept whispering covering his mouth with his massive hand, trying to block the sound going towards the rest of the class. -And Tsubasa and Tsume always tell me I shouldn’t fight and they are a bunch more smart than me.- He went back to sitting upright as soon as he could, he didn’t want to get expelled, it would make his friend and his mother sad.
Seicho looked at Shin with more curiosity than ever. -William Shakespeare is a British Writer who is very famous for his many theatre plays.- He made a pause, trying to see if Shin was actually fucking around, but everything he could detect pointed out that his newfound friend was honest to the point of recklessness. -I don’t particularly like his works, I prefer detective or crime novels.- He stopped talking as his brain finally reached the first hypothesis about Shin and he wanted to test it. -So Mizukara-kun, where are you from? Did you move from the countryside or from another city?-
-I don’t mind reading, but most of the western author are so dreadful for my tastes, you’re free to like them of course, everybody has their right to like or dislike anything they want.- He shuffled through his bag until he found a pile of papers neatly held together by a series of staples in the side mimicking a book. -I commend you for your appreciation of lecture, I’m a writer of sorts, I enjoy doing many artistic endeavors but lately I’ve been focusing my efforts on learning how to compose Haiku.- Aishi left the pages over Jane’s desk. -It would be a really cool if you read them.-
All the Haiku were, surprisingly, themed around Japanese Juvenile Delinquency, for example
The smell of the gas, The wheels kiss the wet road, The wild engine purrs,
-Tell me what you think after you read them.- He finished before opening the book and starting to read.
-Tell me how much is compromised Subaru?- Roshi asked with a weary expression on his face. The head of the JHWAB was still stunned after finding out how deep the tendrils of his enemy were inside his organization, for years the missions and the duties of the JHWAB were perverted by one outsider, an extremely resourceful one, who was using the talent and manpower of the Bureau for his own, still mysterious, plans. Subaru looked at his mentor with his inner conflict clearly reflected on his face, he didn’t want to cause more trouble to Roshi, since he felt this was his fault, leading the Intelligence Branch and not knowing about this, but he also knew that his adoptive father needed to know this to act. The Yuki-Otoko took a big breath and started explaining.
-Anything we had on a digital format or inside the Mahoreiko was accessible to this man and whoever works with him.- Subaru showed a screen which displayed every file Kuro-san might have seen. -Worse of all we don’t even know how he got in or if he is still using the network, whoever is the Hacker doing the dirty work in this situation goes beyond the best we know off, to a degree that we cannot comprehend.- The Head of the Intelligence Branch opened a new set of stats. -To our best estimate he had some kind of reduced access last year, but earlier this year around March he gained full access to our files and started altering information, we are still finding what he changed, but there is a worrying pattern.-
Subaru looked away, making a pause. -He altered every reading on Interdimensional Sensors, he has been playing us, we thought that the cracks to the Gainen Space were happening on a splash pattern surging from Sakurajima but maybe he cooked the data to make it seem that way. My best guess is that they are trying to hide the source point of another pattern originator… Meaning that they have a functioning Gainen Portal.- The sound of cracking wood stopped Subaru’s explanation, Roshi broke his cane with sheer force of grip. Still the leader of the JHWAB only manifested his anger on that hand his face was still calmed as if he was thinking about something.
Subaru was afraid to ask, slowly walking towards Roshi to help, but he stopped as Roshi stood up, picking both sides of his cane and giving them to him. -Please can you fix this up?- The Yuki-Otoko used his powers and fused both sides with ice, creating a coat of crystal like hardened ice to plaster them. -Call whichever agent is free or is it near, even if they are just BHA members, unless they are taking a Oni-level mission, this Fukushi individual is still here and I know what he is planning to get, tell them to meet me in the Magical Laboratory at the bottom level.- Roshi left the room in a rush with Subaru popping out the door of the room and asking. -What is he looking for?-
Roshi replied. -The altered Nexus Stone we helped them smuggle into the HQ.- The Head of the JHWAB knew that it wasn’t a coincidence that the time they took control of their network was around March, he knew that something was off with the Stone when they brought it and Norio’s debriefing was too vague, maybe his student was also affected by Kuro-san.
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Post by HungryHunter on Sept 5, 2016 18:53:45 GMT
Jane giggled at the poem. Oh, this was amazing. Like a Martha with a heart of a poet instead of one of punching. She put them away under her book to read later. Right now she had to pay attention to class and MacBeth. "I think they're very nice." She said before burying her button nose in the book.
Yuu readied herself at the front of class. This shouldn't be too hard. They looked a little strange, but no weirder than her children. They couldn't possibly be more troublesome than her own children. "Well, class, I'd like to take some time today to get to know you. Everybody get out a piece of paper and write something interesting about yourself. You have five minutes."
Martha frowned at Kiba. "Alright, that's okay. I don't wanna get you in trouble." She grouchily scrounged up a piece of paper and wrote quickly. "Martha Arachne. No leads yet but Kiba is super tall and I don't like Tsume." She quickly scribbled in Greek.
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Post by TimePuppy on Sept 5, 2016 21:25:56 GMT
Arthur shuddered. He was fairly sure the girl was a robot. If he had to finger a suspect for the cause of the shonen effect right now, he would point at her without a moment of hesitation. Such a realistic robot would certainly fall into the bounds of the hidden world. Or maybe the girl was just really socially stunted and loved make-up. He made a mental to snap a photo of her after class.
Regardless, now he focused his attention on Yuu. Write down something interesting about himself, huh? "I like both video games and sports, but not sport video games. I also listen to a lot of music." He paused to think about what else he could write. "I'm not good at befriending people who know how to act natural." Then he neatly folded the paper, wrote his name on one of the sides and put it at the edge of the table. Were they going to gather them all up so Yuu could read them, or were they going to read them themselves? Arthur had no idea, but he was content with what he wrote anyway.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Sept 5, 2016 22:00:12 GMT
As soon as he heard Seicho's question, Shin starts to scratch the top of his head as he tries to answer , "How do I put this..." In the modern world, his home would probably be considered part of the countryside, but for him it would feel weird referring to the whole island his clan lived on as part of the countryside. "Well, I lived close to the coast, but there were a lot of people around me. Yet, I wouldn't say there as many people back home as there are in the big cities on the main islands..." His new friend will mostly likely notice that the young swordsman is honestly uncertain how to define the place he lived as either part of the countryside or a city. "Maybe a small city?" he finally answered not sure if that is correct.
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Post by Kuma on Sept 9, 2016 3:25:17 GMT
The students followed Yuu’s instruction taking paper and pen to write some facts about them. Slowly they started taking folded pieces of paper to Yuu’s desk. Most of them looked at the new teacher with some degree of curiosity, the rest seemed to be on their own little world. Most of them didn't seem weird at all, just normal high school students. Some seemed like stereotypes, but not anymore than students from other schools, the social groups were clear, with jocks, nerds and all the other “tribes” inside a school. The only who didn't stood up was Angelique Virtuel, who simply kept working with her laptop.
Hai Chairitsu “I’m Hai Chairitsu, I want to complete my studies in this school and graduate”
Tsubasa Shiroi “I want to enjoy my school years, go to a good university and study law, I feel like I will need legal knowledge in the future”
Genki Kasei “I like helping other people, I might become a nurse or a doctor, all depends on what kind of job I get this summer to start getting money, maybe I’ll do some part-time work during the year to start saving”
Akire Sokudo “As a student-athlete my only desire is to bring the trophy to the school. I enjoying playing Rugby, but being as good as I am in everything I could basically do this in any sport”
Fathiya Thompson “I like running, I only feel alive when my feet are moving and the wind hits my face.”
Tsume Midoriyama “052-3666815 XXOO Call me”
Uwasa Samui “I’m very sociable, I like talking with people. I run the school newspaper, we just jumped to a digital format and I’m really proud of being part of this project”
Kiba Akai “I like eating, like a lot… I want to have fun with my boys… I like singing Karaoke.”
Angelique Virtuel “”
Aishi gave Jane a thumbs up and started reading, but clearly he wasn’t paying a lot of attention to the book, his legs over the desk and the book only in one hand. He looked more like an ancient statue of somebody reading in Rome, rather than a student. Besides him Kenka was trying to make it seem as if he was reading, but for starters the book was upside down and more importantly the magazine he was hiding inside was larger than the book itself, making it obvious that he was reading about motorcycles.
Seicho looked at Shin with even more interest than before, but the questions he was about to ask (Small city? How is it called?) had to wait as Chairo cleared his throat to get the attention of the class. -Today we’re reading one of the greatest plays in the world, a story about ambition and the consequences of it.- The Literature Teacher raised his hand with a dramatic gesture. -The themes of this play are focused around destiny, the right to rule and justice against the actions of those who commit sins.- Chairo took a deliberate breath pausing his speech. -Once we finish reading we will watch some of the adaptations of this magnificent play so we can pinpoint what elements change depending on the culture in which is being adapted, so we can grasp a better understanding of the universality of the topics covered by this fabulous text.- He always did this, he felt like rewarding the students with some movies to watch, plus turning off the lights of the classroom gave him much more liberty to do whatever he liked.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Sept 12, 2016 3:41:01 GMT
Shin went back to his desk after offering a small goodbye to his newest friend. Once he sits down, he looks at the book with little interest. "Maybe there are some good fight scenes in this book?" he thought and hoped as he begins to read the book. At first he is curious about the witches in the beginning and their prophecies to the man known as Macbeth. He continues to read the first act with growing interest, especially as the story reminds him of a similar tale back home.
While Shin reads, his clone continues to sleep peacefully in the kitchen.
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Post by HungryHunter on Sept 12, 2016 23:50:53 GMT
Jane mostly lost herself in the book, just occasionally looking up. She spotted Aishi's weird posture and the motorcycle magazine his weird looking friend was looking at. Motorcycles were horrifying to Jane, both the idea of riding them and their noise. She buried her nose in the book, but it wasn't much better. Witches were scary too. School sure was spooky.
Yuu looked through the papers. Some of them had something interesting for her, most were dull. Only one made her show a reaction. "Tsume Midoriyama, check yourself into the principal's office please." She didn't even look up from the desk, setting the notes aside. "The rest of you get your notebooks out. Today will just be an introduction, but I want you all to pay attention."
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Post by TimePuppy on Sept 14, 2016 12:15:20 GMT
Arthur giggled quietly and opened his notebook. He prepared his mechanical pencil and twirled it around a bit. He was ready to learn! Psychology was an interesting subject after all.
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Post by Kuma on Sept 17, 2016 21:38:26 GMT
Tsume was all smiles and attempted charm when he stood up and walked towards the door. Tsubasa shook his head with a gentle, yet kind of frustrated smile, while Kiba looked at the whole situation with surprise reflected on his face. Most of the class wasn’t surprised, as this wasn’t the first time or wouldn’t be the last time Tsume got sent to the headmaster’s office. Not that anything happened to him as he seemed to slip out of punishment like a fish out of the grasp of an unsuspecting fisherman. Nobody knew how he did it, but somehow he always escaped serious punishment. He stopped dramatically just under the door frame and he twirled around to face Yuu and the snapped both fingers pointing at her while winking before sliding outside with the impulse of his twirl.
A couple of moments later the sound of Uwasa Samui swiftly scribbling something on a journal she had broke the silence in the room and everybody remembered the instruction given to them by Yuu so they started taking out their notebooks. Yet some didn’t, Angeline was still working on her laptop, not noticing anything outside the blinking screen, it was clear she had been using it for a long time considering the size the dark bags under her eyes she must have pulled an allnighter. Fathiya Thompson was also oblivious to the whole situation, still looking at the track besides the school with an exasperated sigh. Finally there was one more student without his notebook out, but… he wasn’t there at the start of the class, was he?
A young man with short hair brown and timid eyes was sitting behind Martha and Kiba, as if he was already there.
-So you’re a foreigner, I've seen many in town lately.- Tsubasa started talking to Arthur as he pulled his notebook out of his bag. -You moved because your parent’s work? That happened to me quite a lot when I was younger.- There was a hint of sadness on his delicate factions, but he easily hid it with a calm smile. -I’m Shiroi by the way, Tsubasa Shiroi, pleased to meet Cromwell-san.- There was something on the tone of voice of Tsubasa that would surely seem off to Arthur. Maybe his words had some unknown purpose behind them.
-WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?- Shin Bushitora shouted when he found Shin’s clone in the floor of the kitchen, passed out surrounded by crumbs of food. -HE ASSAULTED THE PANTRY!- He realized jumping over the sleeping clone and frantically started opening the shelves and doors to find it empty. The Military Branch Agent grabbed his sword from the umbrella rack in the kitchen and unsheathed it, the bursting flames lighting up over the blade and filling the room with orange light. -Explain why’re you here or I’ll skewer you to replace the food you took!- He shouted enraged while pointing his sword at the surely now waking up clone.
The class for the 1st year kids progressed without any issues. Everybody was reading, some small points of chatter started appearing here and there. Some of the students were taking notes, one of those students was Uran Bakuhatsu. She seemed to be a very cute girl, with a radiant smile and twintails. Yet she had many band-aids, one over her nose, a couple on her fingers and some even on her knees and elbows. Anybody in class knew why, she was really clumsy, to a level that was almost legendary, she had been in many accidents during her lifetime and today wasn’t the exception.
-AY!- A scream of surprise woke up many students from the stupor of reading Macbeth and many looked in her direction without even bothering to check anywhere else. Her pen, one of the fancy ones with ink cartridges, had exploded. Well not an actual explosion, but she inadvertently placed the large book over it and the pressure ended up breaking the safety and the cartridge exploded in a black and wet burst over her jacket and shirt. -Teacher, can I go to clean up please?- Chairo, barely interested in the class actions, as he seemingly was browsing the net with his phone grunted and nodded, giving her permission.
A whole bunch of ink was spilled on the ground too, that cartridge must have been extra large, as a small black puddle formed under her desk, dripping from over it in small droplet waterfalls. She left the room with a sad smile holding her hands away from her body and opening the door with her hip and heel. After she left some giggles were heard from some of the students. Kenka Yasui and Kiko Karakuri were the most noticeable ones, but a stern look from Chairo made them shut up. The class resumed their reading.
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Post by TimePuppy on Sept 20, 2016 15:07:33 GMT
One of Arthur's classmates started talking to him. In the middle of class! Well, no one seemed to react so they probably didn't mind. And Yuu probably wouldn't react either. It was his job to get close to the other students after all.
"Nice to meet you, Shiroi-san. Yeah, I'm a foreigner so I don't know much about this place." Arthur said. "If I need information, you wouldn't mind helping me out, right?"
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