My Superhero University

Saint University, Training Room — August 26th, 2019

It had been months since the death of the Saint. Since then, the world he had built had slowly started to crumble. While the collapse of Gaea helped repair inter-species relations, the death of the Saint led to those same relations steadily starting to backslide once again, if at a slower rate. More and more supervillains were coming out of the woodwork, eager to paint the town red in the Saint's absence. And in their wake, some heroes were wondering if the Saint's more peaceful ways were going to cut it. Even some of the Protectors were starting to have doubts. For the moment they had managed to mostly keep such doubts to themselves in honor of his memory, but that was only going to last for so long. The world was at a crossroads, and the slightest push could either strengthen the foundations Saint built or send it all topping into the abyss. And the *actual* Abyss as well as other such realms were sure to take notice.

Still, for now the world was managing to keep itself together, even if it was only a matter of time before things truly went downhill. In the meantime, life went on, and it was time once again for a brand new semester at Saint Academy. Or rather Saint University. In the days following the Saint's death, the school staff decided to respect his wishes, keeping the school going and turning it into a place where heroes could further continue their education and be the best they could be. Rather than simply shutting their doors as many feared. And today was the first day of Saint University. Specifically Combat Training. Most of the former Class 1 had signed up for it along with a few newcomers, and while it was still a few minutes early, much of the class would no doubt start trickling in soon enough.

Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around

Zach

So. Saint University. There it was.

And there he was.

Zachariah Hirschbaum looked around his Alma Matter with pride and a wide smile on his face. So many good memories. So many amazing adventures. Joys, laughs, tears...some of them happening at the same time. Time he wouldn't change for the world here.

Where he became a hero. Where he met his friends, his second family...it was enough to bring a tear to his eye!

Of course the absolute biggest change he had with the new year was absolutely the dire need to find a babysitter/nanny for a good chunk of the year.

Two tendrils stretching out behind him held two small bundles, one in each, gently rocking almost mechanically as a result. The two figures, bundled up in blankets, were sleeping soundly, and the sight made his heart just...melt.

Little Saori and Mikoto Hirschbaum. Oh, how the time flies and changes set in.

...Seriously though, he'd need to ask someone to watch the kids...maybe Eiju if he wasn't busy when he saw him. Either way! Being the fact he was likely one of the first people in the class, he stood respectfully off to the side and wondered which of his friends he'd see first.

God, he missed his secondary family...even if it'd only been a few months! Texts just weren't enough!

Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?

Evelyn – Training Room (Squad 4)

Well, summer break was over. This was it, apparently. Saint University. Like Saint Academy, but more... universal. It sounded accurate at least. Didn't help Evelyn's butterflies any though. Her heightened self-esteem meant little for her natural anxiety, apparently. But she soldiered on nonetheless.

Her changes were notable outwardly, too. She'd gotten a little more meat on her bones. She had a healthy flush. Her skin looked clearer. Her hair wasn't so tangled, and even looked to be a little trimmed down. Her eyes (while still blinded and coated in blood beneath the cornea) looked tidied, and even had a slight amount of makeup put on them to help disguise the unsettling effect it made.

Yes, even her Eye looked different. Instead of crimson with a solid black pupil, it was inversed—a pitch black sclera with pulsating red veins that congealed into a glowing crimson pupil in the centre. It twitched every now and then and receded periodically back into her head, shifted back into its older variant and then back again in an instant as Evelyn kept up her process of getting used to it.

It hurt leagues more than the other one to keep up, but her powers had been enhanced whenever she used it. Her field of vision overlapped with itself. She could see further. Clearer. In colour. Muted colour, but still colour. Her sightjacking incorporated sounds, and her psionic projection skills seemed to be greater. She hadn't had much chance to test it yet—she'd been training on just keeping it open this entire time—but she now felt like it was her chance to show it off a little.

A small smile graced her features, and she didn't fight it back. She was growing, and it felt good. The world was on the brink, but she felt closer to discovering herself and what she truly stood for. Then after that, maybe she could address that elephant in the room.

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Yoko – Training Room (Squad 1)

“Finally quietened them down, huh?”

The celestial kitsune smiled softly to herself as she entered the training room and made a beeline for her little ones; looking a little exhausted for a multitude of reasons but happy nonetheless. She gently kissed Zach on the cheek as she reached him before turning her attention to the twins—grinning a vulpine grin as she tickled their stomachs.

They grinned a little vulpine grin back.

“I just got done chatting with Mika-chan. She said she'll look after them if we need her to. She's had experience, so she'll be fine. She's... intense, but she's fine.”

Heaven had been a novelty. It still was, even. Despite her having to go to and fro almost nonstop over the entire previous summer. It was simply beautiful. But that probably went without saying. Still, her fatigue had caught up with her, and so she elected to take breaks every once in a while. There were other equally capable celestials willing to take shifts on the whole thing. Which she was happy for. More time for her family.

“What's the class today? Sorry, I... didn't get the memo,” she queried with a somewhat sheepish expression. “Kami, already. Saint University. Feels like yesterday when we first heard of it.”

Well, new opportunities. New experiences. And probably new headaches. She ready for it. Tired, but ready. All she needed was to make sure not to overwork herself and she'd be able to–

Her nose twitched, and she looked to the side curiously.

“Why do I smell sulphur?”

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Wren – Training Room (Squad 1)

Snuffle snuffle.

Clink.

The sound of claws against a hard surface.

A muted ‘puff.’

More claws, this time from a different location.

Snuffle, snuffle.

A lithe, dark figure suddenly dropped down from the wall above. Covered in iridescent black feathers, its build seemed feminine yet oddly powerful; an animalistic musculature attached to an almost entirely humanoid creature. Reflective, glassy eyes of an orangish-red in colouration, and a birdlike side-blink of a translucent membrane as it cocked its head and stared up at them. It warbled, chirped, and kekkered as it stalked around them upon all four of its limbs like a weary beast; sniffing the air and letting a soft growl issue from its throat.

The feral girl stood there in a position ready to pounce, evidently waiting for an approach. A small sheet of paper (naturally coated in a thin film of spittle) was clutched firmly between its lips. Something it didn't look comfortable with and probably wanted to be relieved of, but the tension in its stance indicated it wasn't too trusting right now even for it to be removed.

A slow approach would probably be advisable. The thing had claws, and it looked to be gouging into the floor of the training room under its feet.

But perhaps most troubling of all; the creature as a whole was unidentifiable. Traits of demons, traits of Earth animals, an air of something alien, and an air of something that dreadfully resembled Mahvash. It was quite literally like nothing they would have ever seen before.

It also looked oddly huggable.

Edited by Enirboreh on Apr 6th 2019 at 12:08:45 PM

bork

Training Room - Mikael and Ellie - Squad 1 + Squad 3

"Hellooooo Saint University!" Ellie crackled into existence like a bolt out of the blue, appearing (in full demonic form) by Zach to hover over the infants. "And hi there, little babies. Oh, you're getting so big, aren't you?"

She spent a few seconds making funny faces at the babies before her attention suddenly shifted. Something faintly demonic tingled at the back of her mind, and in an instant she was standing in front of the wild girl, crouching down to look less threatening (the girl looked like she'd be three feet shorter than Ellie when standing up, so Ellie towered over her while she was on all fours.

"Heeeey~ Are you a demon too?" She asked.

At that moment, a second 'crack' echoed, this one more akin to a soft gunshot than to lightning, and Mikael appeared, also in demonic form. He observed the strange feathered girl, with a paper in her mouth and red, gleaming eyes.

"Some kind of hybrid, I'd guess. And she almost looks feral, like Perry was." Mikael noted.

"Or she just walks like that. No need to be rude, Mi-Mi." Ellie chastised. She turned back to Wren. "Sorry about Mikael. He's very... blunt. Anyway, my name's Ellie. What's yours?"

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Shane Calston Arrival

Hunk. Hero. Hard-Partying Lad.

In the aftermath of the Nazi Invasion, Shane had wound up one of the more public heroes - after all, he'd snapped the Nazi Control Rod that let their ships keep coming, and he'd put their tanks on ice. While he didn't do more of the flashy stuff, he did do some downright vital stuff. So who could blame the ladies of the city?

As Shane drove to Saint University, he looked down at his phone, attached to the car on a connector stick and equipped with voice recognition software. "SIRA, display hookup numbers."

You're a popular boy, Mr. Calston.

Shane eyed the long list of numbers, whistling in appreciation. Of course Shane Calston would use the increased prominence from fighting off a Nazi invasion to engage in the things most relevant to him - getting laid, throwing huge parties, and engaging with his social media crowd.

Sure people now knew that he was more than just a handsome face, but it seemed few really raised a stink about it now.

The other effect of his prominence?

"SIRA, display Shane Vs. Dipshit on Youtube." He parked closeby the college and retrieved his phone as the video finished buffering;

"Mr. Calston, you must know that we can't just accept the facts as they're presented by these mainstream media shills. They shill so hard for Saint Academy! I mean, either they really are that careless, or they're actively for metahuman domination of the Earth."

"Listen, Benny..." Shane started on the video, "I think we both know your just asking questions bullshit is a horse so old to ride on its dead by this point. You asked me to come on your youtube show because you thought I was a dumb jock who'd nod along or never really see what you're doing..."

The host got up and angrily stated, "You're on my show, I'll have you know. Its fully in my power to give you the boot and keep showing honest programming, the type which gets me my many hundreds of thousands of loyal subscribers."

Shane in the vid promptly responded, "Loyal subscribers who are probably all duplicate accounts."

"OUT!!!"

Shane in the vid started to leave past the host, but then turned and said, "By the way Benny?"

"What? You want to apologize and salvage some of your credibility?"

"Pfft, no. I wanna do this!" Shane in the video promptly reached down, grabbed the host's briefs sticking out of his pants, and hoisted. It was admittedly not entirely mature, but it was also in his mind exactly what creatures like Benny deserved for continuing to hawk Gaea propaganda BS.

The host let out a loud, very high pitched squeal on the air, and Shane promptly dropped him and quickly headed out.

Once the video finished playing, Shane turned it off and started to head into the University—-

And as he approached he saw a dear old friend, apparently carrying some neat little bundles of joy and late night rude awakenings. Shane promptly strode over, today wearing a blue and gold letterman jacket, a white stringer shirt underneath, tight jeans, and sneakers.

"YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ZACH!" He strode over and grinned at the kids, "Wow, babbehs formed, nice! You must've been smashing Yoko pretty hard man!"

Edited by NickTheSwing on Apr 6th 2019 at 5:34:59 AM

Sign on for this After The End Fantasy RP.

Wren – Training Room (Squad 1)

“Deeeemoh. Noh demoh. Ah.”

-ptooey-

“Wren not deeemon. Wren Wren,” the creature insisted, shifting its weight to its back legs momentarily and pointing a claw towards itself to enforce this statement. “Wren name Wren. You puff? Wren puff.”

A muffled ‘puff’ (as expected) and a sudden burst of plumage and sulphurous smoke distracted her abrupt appearance behind them, the thing looking intensely focused as it furiously scratched itself with its back leg. It stopped after a short while, and yawned—staring blankly up at the demonic pair before she shifted her gaze elsewhere. Eye contact while speaking didn't seem to be a concept she grasped all too well.

“You big. Wren no big. Wren small. Wren still kill you. Big means big meat. Big mean hard, though. Could kill Wren. Wren not want killed.”

The creature called Wren seemed to make pause for a moment, and looked towards the soggy paper laying discarded a short distance away. A couple of consecutive puffs and it was back in her mouth (she seemed to favour it over her arms for some reason) and offered it up to them.

“Dok-tor want giff. Wren has note. Taste 'ad. Take please. Or Wren kill. Slowly. Ffery difficult. Wren small.”

Another pause, and a ruffle of the feathers.

“Wren confused,” she finally admitted.

Edited by Enirboreh on Apr 6th 2019 at 12:57:36 PM

bork

Sally walked to the training room to meet up with everyone. She was doing her best to be upbeat and ready "Here it is. The first day of university. I'm both nervous and excited. It's a lot more work and pressure given...all that has happened. However, most of us are all still together and I know we can do it. I can't wait to see everyone again." She made it to the room and entered the room.

"Hello everyone! Did you all have a nice break?" She quickly noticed a few things. The first was the babies.

"Awwwwww,they're adorable. Congratulations." She says to Zach and Yoko. The second was the girl who seems to be the new student. At first, she was little perplexed upon seeing her but, snapped out of it.

"Hello, you must be new here. Nice to meet you."

"Confidence is key, confidence is key, confidence is key..." This was the main thought that Finn repeated to himself as he made it to the training room door. His summer break was whole lot training and also trying to improve his behavior. It seems the training payed off in that he was slimmer and but more toned in terms of muscle. Also his fatigue problem had gone down. Sure it was still there though less of a pain in the ass now. He had been rather quiet on his end when it came to talking over break.

"You can do this. I hope I can prove myself this go round. I want to be a better hero, classmate and friend for everyone. I won't be useless or an annoyance. Just as long as I go in confident and aware, I should be good." Taking a deep breath, he opened the door. He stood there before responding:

"Guess who's back, guys!" He says, trying be as confident and upbeat as he could.

Just an adorable fan girl and cosplayer ヾ(*・ω・)ノ💝💟

Vivian-A Brand New Day

Vivian ambled in just behind Finn, bumping into him with her shoulder in a friendly way. She looked different from the last year-thinner, paler, and wirier as opposed to muscular, with dark circles under her eyes, but she smiled readily enough when she saw the others (though Viv did spare an eye-roll and exasperated glance for Shane as she overheard his remarks). She was wearing a mechanic's jumpsuit and engineer boots.

She approached Evelyn. "Hey, you. What's shaking? And did you and the cowboy ever get that date?" She waggled her eyebrows.

Edited by Booky on Apr 6th 2019 at 10:38:04 AM

Training Room - Mikael and Ellie - Squad 1 + Squad 3

Mikael merely quirked an eyebrow at the girl's antics, slightly amused by her 'threats', before taking the note from her mouth to read it. At the same time, he offered a casual nod to Sally.

Definitely feral. He thought, studying this 'Wren'. Eyes and teleportation suggest demonic heritage, but I'm not really sensing it. Minor demonic influence? She's obviously partially avian, or possibly reptilian, but I don't see wings. Odd to have feathers, then. Aesthetic choice maybe, but that would mean she was artificially created or modified.

Ellie, on the other hand, giggled and moved to wrap the feathery girl in a wide hug. "Aw, you're adorable. Don't worry, Wren, I'm not gonna hurt ya."

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Squad 1

Sam walked into the class feeling a bit... restless. Trying to mostly recover of all that happened since he walked in the Academy. But the sheer chaos of the last few months made things confusing. With trying to get his head back together, dealing with more fame than he ever considered getting, doing hero stuff and somehow ending up as a model for a friend (this is seriously the last time, puppy eyes be damned), it's hard to keep track of things.

Hell, those photos. If anyone in the U. sees them, he'll have a hard time even getting out of his room.

But for now, he slipped some sunglasses, and stepped in, giving a wave to the class, and slipping a small present to Zach and Yoko. Just something that would be nice to the twins.

He didn't know if he should really be too near the babies. With him being a walking ice cube, it might not be safe for them.

But that's something for another day. Congratulating the parents and trying to keep away from the madness.

Squad 2

Ryuu hit his face somewhere in the way to class, as he tried running in.

The summer was something crazy. He trained really hard and felt readier than ever, and now he did bring something to make things easier on him.

"Heya, guys!" He said, walking in, giving Sally a peck on the cheek "How was everything?"

Bringing a smile to the face of others should be enough for now.

Wake me up at your own risk.

Squad 3

The summer hadn't exactly been a relaxing time for Martin, as he had spent most of it in talks with large companies and various other corporate entities trying to procure funding for his future endeavors, along with keeping up his work and various interviews. Unlike the first time he had entered through the gates of the Academy his eyes were ringed with lack of sleep. Despite that he couldn't keep the smile from his face, because he got to see them again.

The people who had become his first real friends, those who he could put his life in the hands of without thinking twice about it. "Guys its great to see you!" while it was true everyone had attempted to make time for each other over the summer the world had been a chaotic place as of late and chances were few and in between for Martin to escape responsibility. Speaking of he should probably greet Mahvash at some point, but no doubt she was being mobbed by her own squad. Besides he felt comfortable that they didn't need to be attached at the hip by this point. "Hope you guys haven't fallen too far behind, next time we go running together I don't want to have to hold back too much." he gave a wink to his squad and went for a hug from the various members, backing off if it looked like they wouldn't want the contact.

Be better, because what is the harm in trying?

Iridium Wonders – Training Room

Dante was pretty upbeat. During the summer, he returned to Venice. His family and friends congratulated him for his graduation. He also visited the City Priest in his house. He was a kind old man! He thanked the Priest for his devotion to the safety of Venice. Overall, the visit, was pretty good. But now...

...the time has come...this is Saint University. He entered it.

Dante was pretty happy that most of his classmates decided to signup for the University. It wouldn't be the same if they didn't...

   Long time no see, my wondrous classmates!   , Dante greeted the others with a simile and a fancy salute.

He also received a hug from Martin. It's good they finally reconciled...

   Hello there, Sally...   , he approached her,    Glad to see you again...   , he kissed her hand politely.

After that, he noticed Yoko and Zach's offsprings. Wow...already?! Couldn't they wait a bit? Or Zach desperately needed to shove his pha— Oh, what's that?, he noticed the feathered humanoid,    Oh..hi there, chère...   , he said as he greeted the dark harpy girl,    I see that you are a newcomer, aren't you?   , he looked curious. He then put a hand on his chest in flamboyant way,    I am Dante Precossini, your Carnival Prince?   , he introduced himself to Wren,    And you are...?   

Squad 4 – Training Room

Iuvem seems okay from the inside, but, inwardly, he was exhausted (he has some slight bags under his eyes). Since the day he met Teroras and Zalah in his mind, everything stopped being the same. When he would sleep, he would enter this mindscape of his and constantly be harassed and annoyed by these damn daeva kids...they made it hard for him to sleep. And he thinks this wouldn't be the only time he would be a bit sleep-deprived...anyway, he still graduated. Mrs. Glove was really happy. Her bubbly and kind aura was really calming, especially after those brats came into the scene. But anyway...he entered the University. They said they needed to meet up at the training room, right?

   Greetings, classmates...   , he said, exhausted. He made a big yawn. He didn't even bother covering his mouth as he did that. He slowly went where his squadmates were...

   Hi Viv...Hi Evs...   , he drawled as he waved at them,    I see...that you decided to change...   , he slowly commented as he noticed Evelyn's And Vivian's changes in physique. He might be tired, but his brain was still sharp...he thinks...

??? – Training Room

Saint University. The place where its students of today shape up to become the heroes of tomorrow.

I wonder...what will unfold when I will enter the University...

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If someone was pretty aware of their sorroundings, they would see a rat sneaking out of a vent in the training room. It lacked eyes, it had a bad stench, and it was sorrounded by flies of different species. It darted quickly around the training room, occasionally disappearing in someone's shadow and appearing in someone else's.

Edited by Theyja on Apr 30th 2019 at 8:45:23 PM

You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?

Squad 4

"Now I know y'all weren't going to start a pow wow without me were yah?" Clay walked toward his squad with his usual swagger, but seemed a bit sheepish around most of them. Over the summer break he had been busy spending, investing, and just general using the sizable fortune that had been left to him by himself to get the foothold needed for the 'Bigger Picture'. Or at least that was the name of the idea that Martin had approached him with an idea for how to make the world better outside of being able to beat down the bigger threats in the world with their various assortments of powers. Of course, that didn't quite apply to everyone.

"Oh you didn't hear," he walked over to Evelyn and smirked. "That there is now a Mrs. Cole?" he paused for a moment to let shock set in before laughing and putting his arm around the healthier looking girl. "Nah just pull on your tails, that being said we might have met up once or twice for a private pow wow," a lot of that was trying to help him figure out the whole new eye he had tucked away under his hat at the moment, but he always made the time fun. "You all look, well probably a lot better then I do," he became quite aware of the scruff growing on his own face and decided that a barber would be worth seeing some time soon.

Be better, because what is the harm in trying?

Evelyn – Training Room (Squad 4)

“Hey Viv. Hey Iuvem,” the seer greeted with a small smile, nodding in agreement with the latter's observation. “I wasn't gonna quit... after you-know-what. So I've been... I've been working on getting better.”

She looked happier for it, at least. Until Vivian's question knocked off her guard.

“U-um...” she stammered in a small voice, wringing her hands together a little. “Y... yes? A little while ago... he's... he was very sweet–”

She was cut off from talking further by the one in question pulling her into a hug, and his teasing proclamation caused her to immediately splutter out a string of incoherent denials and squeaked-out “no”s. As her embarrassment dwindled, though, she cleared her throat—seeming to fight the urge to cover her reddened face with her hands.

“...um... I-I thought we were gonna keep that... between us...”

The poor girl looked ready to burst.

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Yoko – Training Room (Squad 1)

“Thanks, Sam. Looking good,” Yoko whispered as the cryokinetic approached, grinning at him broadly and passing his gift over to Zach in order to give their friend a short hug of greeting. “Don't worry, Sam. They won't bite. And they're half yōkai. They may be small, but they can protect themselves~!”

As if on cue, Mikoto sneezed—a puff of spiritual energy emanating from his bundle of blankets. Yoko giggled at this, and leant over to fawn over them some more.

With the thought of their future selves, she was determined to raise them right this time.

“Uh, yeah. We can't, Shane. At least, not anymore. I mean, we could try, but I don't know if it'd work... anyway, the point is that I was pregnant with Mikoto and Saori before Zach's demon was exorcised. Now that he's made of ink, I don't think I could...”

She shook it off, and smiled. “But that doesn't matter. They're here now. For god's sakes Shane, don't corrupt them. They're yōkai enough as it is.”

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Wren – Training Room (Squad 1)

Wren seemed to freeze up under Ellie's embrace, fidgeted, then squeezed herself out—tucking herself up into a ball enough to slip out of the demoness' grasp. Dropping to the floor in a crouch, she ruffled her feathers again; dark plumage shifting into a rainbow of colours as she did so.

“Wren feel lots. Wren hug, but tickle Wren. Can hurt Wren,” she attempted to explain, before tilting her head towards the others as they took notice of her and moving into a sitting stance.

Her throat seemed to stiffen, and soon after an uncannily accurate replication of Dante's voice emanated out from it; the strange creature apparently testing the new word in as accurate a manner as possible.

   “Chère. Chèeeeere.    Cherry? Wren not cherry. Wren Wren. Lots pee-pull. How much?”

She already looked to be slinking away to the nearby wall. Evidently the prospect of being around a crowd didn't appeal to her. Something she also didn't seem to be willing to admit anytime soon.

On the matter of the note, it read as follows:

“Dok-tor nice. Dok-tor feed Wren. Wren protect Dok-tor,” the creature in question piped up. “Dok-tor teach Wren mouth-flapping. Mouth-flapping gets Wren food— smell.”

She'd frozen in an instant, feathers stuck out like hackles as she sniffed the air experimentally. She looked around cautiously, attempting to find the source of the sudden scent—before spotting the rat, shifting on her haunches and licking her lips in anticipation.

“Food. Wren eat?” she purred.

Edited by Enirboreh on Apr 7th 2019 at 11:00:16 AM

bork

Progress Report Briefly over the Interlude

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She hardly found The Secret Movers to be the most stellar name, but it won the vote among the ordained. Not that they did more than train up the first few and grease palms and set up a few international and a state-side NGOs and a supply chain, so Martin could use the funding for his team and tax-free. And, after this recent experience, taking the steps to have the 'main', world-scope organization domiciled in Germany. Still, twas a paper trail and some accounts and a few waiting contracts at the moment. In between that bit of rodeo with men in stuffed shirts were her tasks at the mission, but there was nothing to tell about that.

Mahvash had never leveraged any 'fame' from the attack on Super City and usually vanished before cameras caught up with the class. She had the mission for a public face to make connections and shake hands and all that,and, in the class, Martin proved himself adept at handling media.

As for the earthly homestead...slow going but steady progress. And sustainable progress. The Gaea morons were the latest in a long line of counterexamples trying to grab it all at once and failing miserably.

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Saint University, Training Room Iridium Wonders

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She'd spent more time unfolded and loose. And for a long time, she kept reaching for the wrong limb to move resulting in millipede-like pieces, tendrils, and floating eyes wondering off her skin. She had them both down now, or at least, nothing had broken her suit.

Mahvash made a quick line to Martin, taking his hand before wrapping it around a thermos of hot tea. "Told you to go to bed early. First day and first impressions all that. I shouldn't complain though."

When she got to her own Wonders, she gave them a deep curtsy. Formality for the occasion, though she'd made a point of visiting over the summer. Not like she had a terrible commute time. "Well, welcome. Good to have all of you again. And you owe me stories about the parts of your summers that I missed."

Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives

Squad 4 – Training Room

Uuuugh...he was really tired. He couldn't really care less about the romantic aura between Evelyn and Clay...wait!

Pow wow? Man, he's already thinking about...uh...smashing her. Maybe Iuvem should also get a girlfriend to smash. The media usually says that Superheroes Stay Single, but seriously, this class already has five dang couples, one of which has already got babies. Now he feels like a "romantic/sexual noob" here, with these couples being the pro gamers (maybe he played too much video games during the summer break). The other virgins(?) are: Dante (who tried to hook up with that damn daeva, but failed hard), Sam (He doesn't seem to be romantically interested), Shane (who claims to be a sex god but doesn't have a girlfriend. Maybe he's just fucks them...), Aaron (he's a newbie...so he doesn't really have an established relationship yet) and Van (same as Dante, expect the girl he was interested in just left)

To put it shortly, all of those couples flourishing in a really bad pace make him feel very bad about being single. Like, props to them, but...it's like it's forcing him to hook up with someone....

   Do...you really think that?   , he slowly drawled before yawning again.

   ...I feel terrible...   , he drawled, frowning.

Iridium Wonders – Training Room

Dante's eyes widened as Wren made a perfect impression of his voice. But he also grinned when he heard Wren's actual voice.    So your name is Wren, huh? You can't really speak English, can you?   , he commented as she backed away.

He turned to Mahvash.    Welcome back, Mavvie!   , Dante cheerily said with a wave.

He then noticed that Mikael was holding a note. He went next to him, and tried to read the note from his left shoulder in a tiptoed stance.

Was that blood?, he thought as looked at the words chaotically written in red.

   Oh. So she's a new species of animal, hm?   , he muttered to himself. A lot of questions came into his mind.    Why shouldn't we feed her dried durian fruits? Does she shift into an "angry beast" mode or something? Or these dried fruits are poisonous to her?   , he asked.

   Maybe it's the for— RAT!   , he loudly shouted, terrified at the hellish pest.

??? – Training Room

The strange, followed by flies, eyeless rat noticed that Wren was eyeing it hungrily. But it then was alerted by Dante's scream and quickly jumped into Wren, trying to hide in her dark plumage.

Edited by Theyja on Apr 7th 2019 at 4:09:45 PM

You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?

Squad 1 - Zach

Watching everyone filter in, brought such a smile to his face that he refused to hide it. Yoko seemed exhausted, something he was going to need to take into consideration after the class of making her rest (It was difficult being a mom, guardian of the earth and teleporting to and from Heaven countless times over the course of the 3 month Summer period, of course!), just another bullet point on the list of things that needed to happen.

The Twins didn't mind some of the eccentricities of the classmates around them, be they the demons' demonic presence, Mahvash's mere existence or the new girl's...well, everything, they took it for what they were. A Nd thank goodness for it, if they ended up crying at everything single odd thing that this class had to offer, it would have been a very, very long school year.

Smiling at Sally and nodding at her appreciatively for her kind words, he winced a little bit at the loud YOOOOOOOOOO that Shane boomed as he entered, looking...well, more Shane-like than he had a right to.

Zach had a lot of time to think about Shane, and Shane's...Shane-ness and came to the conclusion that Shane...was an idiot. He was two faced and loud and obnoxious but he was here to be a hero, so some slight fragment of him was at least here to do good for the sake of good, he convinced himself. Besides, he couldn't exactly fault him for the whole "secret assassin, double life" thing. Not since last year with Gaea, when he had his own deep seated anger problems to work out that let to very, very casual murder he had nightmares of.

Long story short? Arm's length tolerance. Shane's entire attitude was something that still didn't sit right for Zach, even if it was the typical "Bro' culture he breathed.

Thankfully, Yoko took the explanation to Shane as Saori began to whimper in his little bundle, which he brought into his arms and held close to his chest as he gently rocked her back to silence and comfortably snoring. Normally, Zach would have blushed about the mere concept of having done said baby making deed, but New Zach had changed over the Summer...for better or worse, he wasn't sure what.

Does not mean, however, I'm not adverse to trying it. He teased lightly as he wrapped Saori back into the tendrils of ink and held her in the air again. Summer's just been busy, after all. Now that we have some time to breath, we'll just need to see how it goes.

It clicked he was holding something in his hand and he glanced down at it, looking off to the side and grinning excitedly. He was hoping that Sam would show up again. Again, text-contact just wasn't enough in the long run, gesturing for him to approach and giving the "struggling to talk" creature a decent space, not wanting to startle it.

It looked like it got violent when it startled.

How was your guys' summers? The Melanokinetic asked with a grin. From what I've seen, pretty busy for you guys...

Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?

Training Room - Mikael and Ellie - Squad 1 + Squad 3

Ellie loosened her grip as Wren wriggled out. "Oh, sorry. I didn't know you were... sensitive like that. Super touch is a neat power, though."

"Even you don't really know what you are, do you Wren?" Mikael mused upon finishing the letter. Sending an unidentified creature to be a hero seemed odd, but he supposed it made sense - keep her around people with heroic values in the hope that she'd pick up said values herself.

Then the rat skittered down, and Ellie wrinkled her nose. "Careful Wren, sweetie, I think it might be diseased. Let me cook it first." Ellie's hand crackled with electricity, and she raised it to fry the thing with a bolt, only for it to be startled by Dante and jump away.

Onto Wren.

Mikael suppressed a snort, realizing the rat was probably dead. Terrible survival instinct on the rat's- wait.

"That rat might be a shapeshifter." He told Ellie, taking a step forward and tensing. "Get ready to pull them apart if we have to."

It was a shot in the dark, but it explained the rat's unusual behavior.

Edited by kagescorpionakki on Apr 7th 2019 at 11:25:49 AM

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Wren – Training Room (Squad 1)

“Wren is Wren,” the creature insisted—and that was the end of that. There was a hint of defiance in her tone and her eyes, but other than that it wasn't very clear if she truly didn't know or was just reluctant to tell for whatever reason. Regardless, it was an unanswer at the end of the day, and she seemed more focused on her potential next meal than bothering to concoct a better excuse.

“Cook mean hot, yes? Wren not like hot. Hot hurt Wren. Like food– hello.”

The rat had jumped into her plumage. A rather terrifying, apelike grin crept across her face, and she licked her lips again. Her tongue was a deep purple. And strangely long.

Along with her fangs, it turned the usually nonthreatening being into something predatory.

Then she squeaked like a rat.

Repeatedly.

It was quite an impressive mimicry, all things considered. Her throat bulged in rhythm as she carefully lowered her head down to the rodent, apparently trying to catch it off-guard before going in for the kill. Her feathers ruffled in anticipation, and her jaw opened wide—her aforementioned tongue unfurling and weaving its way towards it like a serpent.

Edited by Enirboreh on Apr 7th 2019 at 4:49:26 PM

bork

??? – Training Room

The peculiar rat squeaked in fear as it saw that Wren was trying to eat it.

But then, it surprisingly "grinned".

"My my, what a big mouth you've got...", the rat commented, in a polite voice (and a slight West-Afican accent), "The sharp teeth, the long, lizard-like tongue, the glowing, red eyes, the bestial grin, the dark purple plumage, the mimicry...", it listed, "Overall, you're a strange and interesting beast, I am looking forward to work with you...", it said, in a polite and positive way to Wren. "The same could be said for you...", it eerily turned its head towards the others, "...Class One!", the rat made an uncanny and freakish grin (that a rat wouldn't be normally able to do).

The rat then exploded into a enormous swarm of locusts.

"That one class that was Gaea's prey...", the swarm eerily said, "...the class they used to spread metahuman hate amongst the powerless populace...but this class retaliated...and after seeing this retaliation, Gaea decided to bite back, with chopping the neck of the man many people have clung onto like baby ducklets...even after their defeat, the bittersweet taste the death of Saint left on the entire globe's mouth is still present, and more and more supervillains are trying to spread chaos on this city and, possibly, the whole world...", it dramatically spoke. It remained silent for a bit.

"...it's certainly worse than what happened in my past life, that's for sure....", it casually commented as it descended.

"Oh. And...I did scare you?", the swarm casually said as it started to condense into something else.

"Sorry if I did. I was simply trying to recap your history, hehe...", Bones and grayish-blue rotting skin, "You sure are a varied group...", a dark, patchworked warlock attire, "And I'll get to be a part of it...", an hooded visage and a stiched grin.

The newly-formed humanoid then made a quick bow. "I am Chibuzo Kariuki, but you also can address me as 'Chibi' if you really, really, but really want to...", the newly-named Chibuzo introduced himself to Class One.

Edited by Theyja on Apr 7th 2019 at 7:17:35 PM

You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?

Sally was more than happy to see Ryuu again and blushed a little when he kissed her.

"I've been doing good. It's great to see you again. I've missed you." She gave a him a peck on the cheek back. When Dante came in and gave his hello, Sally smiled upon seeing her friend again.

"Hello, Dante. You seem to be doing well." She was happy that Dante seemed doing better since last year. She was also happy to see Mahvash.

"Hello Mahvash, it's nice to see you again. You will be happy to know I made some improvements to myself over break." She nodded. As everyone got reacquainted, she too got freaked out by the rat before he changed forms. He was another new student as well as he introduced himself as Chibuzo.

"It's nice to meet you, Chibuzo. I am Sally Martel."

Finn was happy to see whichever classmates that were here as he stepped more in the room. When Martin gave his hello, Finn accepted it.

"It's great to see you again, man." Finn says. Finn noticed that there was a new girl in class who Ellie already seems taken with. He also noticed Zach and Yoko had their kids.

"Hey, congrats on being parents!" He said, trying to be concious of not waking up the children by accident.

However, he tensed up a bit when Dante showed up. Finn still felt bad for the hallway incident. Finn kinda avoided him and didn't know what to say. He saw Wren and the rat interact before the rat turned into a skeleton/corpse. Finn was little freaked out before composing himself since that came off as kind of rude as Chibuzo introduced himself. Before Finn introduced himself to Chibuzo, he decided to look over to Dante. Finn knew the best thing he could do was apologize now.

"Hey Dante, I'm sorry what happened a while back. I should have been more considerate of what you were going through and I flew off the handle because I thought I helping my friend. Still, I could have handled that betted. I want you to know that." Looking over to Chibuzo, he said:

"Hello Chibi, name's Finn Acker or if you want go by hero names, Other-Sider."

Edited by LovelyMagicianSavvy on Apr 7th 2019 at 11:51:00 AM

Just an adorable fan girl and cosplayer ヾ(*・ω・)ノ💝💟

Wren – Training Room (Squad 1)

Wren blinked, before pointing at the newcomer with a taloned finger.

“Chibi smell funny. Not like Wren. Wren smell like... Wren. You smell like kill. Wren not like.”

She shuffled a bit, looking disappointed that her potential meal was a talker before 'porting her way back over to the demons. She looked up at Ellie in scrutiny for a moment, clicking her tongue—before slowly moving into an upright position; wrapping the demoness in a careful hug similar to that of a baby chimp to its mother.

“Big one smell like Mama. Are Mama? Mama big too, yes? Not pretty. This Mama pretty. Will you Wren be Mama?”

She'd mangled that sentence, but the inquisitive look she gave her with it spoke what she actually meant. Naturally accompanied by a yawn that showed off her fangs, but whether or not that was a purposeful attempt to act cute was another matter entirely. Ellie had offered to cook the thing, after all—and even if the feathered creature has expressed dislike at the concept of heated food it was still food nonetheless.

Wren ran on basic principles, it seemed.

bork

Chibuzo – Training Room

"It's very nice to meet you, Sally and Finn", he replied back to them. If he recalls correctly, Sally is the cyborg, an half-robot (a robot is like some kind of construct "brought to life" with electricity or something?), and Finn is the one who can transform into an energy being.

Wren's reaction, though, made him amused.

"What a smart little girl you are...", he said with a stitched smile, "I am indeed dead, but don't worry, I won't eat your brains...", he jockingly tried to reassure the others, in a polite tone.

You might know everything I'm going to do...but that's not going to help you, since I KNOW EVERYTHING YOU'RE GOING TO DO! STRANGE, ISN'T IT?

Training Room - Mikael and Ellie - Squad 1 + Squad 3

Ellie contemplated frying the rat anyway, even as he spoke, but he probably was a student, so zapping him would be bad.

She didn't have much time to ruminate on it, however, as Wren clung to her and called her Mama.

Mama.

A small, joyful squeal made its way out of Ellie's throat as she scooped up Wren and gently pressed the feathery girl against her bosom. "Yes, I'm your Mama. Mama Ellie. And Mikael can be your Papa."

Mikael, who had been almost ready to summon a weapon and aim it at the suddenly appearing undead, did a double take. "What."

"Please, Mi-mi?" Ellie gave him puppy-eyes. "Caspar could have a big sister."

"Hmph." Mikael sighed. "This is about me saying I didn't want kids yet, isn't it?" He smiled. "Well, if it makes you this happy... okay."

Ellie squealed again and twirled Wren around. Mikael then turned to the new arrival, and his smile turned dry and tired.

"So, you're Chibuzo. I read your file. For future reference, trying to startle a demon is probably not a good idea, given our fear response is 'kill it'. Nice entrance though. We ever need a distraction, I'm sure you'll prove useful." He held out a clawed hand to shake. "Mikael Freisch. Or Memento, in hero guise. And this is Ellie."

"Hiya." Ellie smiled at him, still holding Wren like a baby. "I picked Dynami for my hero name. Nice to meet'cha."

What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?

Perry (4)

Perry careened around a corner on all fours and cheerfully greeted everyone with "Hi, friends! Hi, new friends! How you doing?"

She looked at everyone, smiled welcomingly at Chibuzo, apparently not bothered by his undead condition, and finally settled her sights on Wren.

"I Perry. Who you?" she asked, and then slowly leaned forward to try and lick Wren's face in a most friendly and sanitary manner.

Edited by JumpingFruit on Apr 7th 2019 at 12:30:46 PM

I wear the skin of the Elder Things, having come unto my own.