NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)
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				Title: <strong>NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 00:19:41</strong>
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				HALL OF ORACLES:&nbsp; This hall is vast, holding the library as well as a full sized auditorium, where plays can be put on as well as assemblies held.&nbsp; Drama class is held in the "Little Theater" to the north.&nbsp; The library holds many books, including a section of restricted books that rumor has it includes magical tomes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 00:45:29</strong>
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				The first day of school heralds a new wave of the superheroes of the future!&nbsp; There is an assembly called on the morning of September 4th, 2012... the principal wants to give a speech and allow the new students to mingle beforehand.&nbsp; As the students gather in the seats, they have a unique opportunity to meet their fellow superhumans and potentially make bonds to last throughout their Nebula High School career... and maybe even beyond!
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miss Lilly</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 03:09:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00659/news-graphics-2008-_659765a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe Masters<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;One of the front rows, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;No one<br><hr>Walking into the Hall of Oracles, Chloe had to force herself to not just stare at the floor beneath her feet.&nbsp; One might think that starting at a new school was old hat for the young brunette.&nbsp; With the way her father liked to move the family around when she was a kid, she'd averaged a new school every year.&nbsp; But this was different.&nbsp; At home, in Australia, she knew what she was in for every time she started somewhere new.&nbsp; But here...well, she just didn't know what to expect.&nbsp; To be honest, she wasn't even sure that she deserved to be here.&nbsp; Sure, she could move instaneously from one place to another.&nbsp; But c'mon...was that really enough for her to be considered hero material?&nbsp; She sure as hell didn't think so.<br><br>Her heels echoed off the stone walls as she walked, and Chloe noticed that she was the one of the first to arrive.&nbsp; Vaguely relieved that she had been saved the humilation of making an entrance in front of all the other students, she chose a seat close to the front of the hall.&nbsp; Sure...that would just cement her as a goody two shoes - a tag she often found herself stuck with - but she didn't want to risk missing anything.&nbsp; She felt completely out of her depth here, and didn't want to make a complete fool of herself on her first day, if she could help it.<br><br>Once seated, she folded her hands demurely in her lap, and let her gaze wander around the Hall.&nbsp; The walls were adorned with portraits and pictures, some of which looked familiar to Chloe.&nbsp; She longed to wander around the vast room and inspect each one in turn, but now wasn't the time to do it.&nbsp; Glancing at her watch, she wondered if everyone else was late, or if she was just early.&nbsp; Punctuality was something the young adult took seriously.&nbsp; She would rather be half an hour early, than five minutes late.<br><br>Taking a deep breath, Chloe tried to calm her nerves.&nbsp; Surely everyone else would be feeling equally as tense...right?&nbsp; Or perhaps they had all grown up in superhero familes, and knew each other already.&nbsp; And, once again, she would be the new kid on the block.&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe sighed.&nbsp; Well...at least that was a role she was familiar with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 03:43:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Donel “Hector” Thompson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: The Engineer<br><strong>Position</strong>: Instructor of Super Science and Technology<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: No one<br><br>The voices that filled the auditorium were a cacophony of noise. Incomprehensible speech gathered into a sound similar to ocean waves, but not as pleasant. Hector had been seated in one of the chairs reserved for the staff. He was sitting in the third chair to the left of the Vice Principal and the Guidance Counselor with the other chairs to his right. His right leg was crossed like a four overtop of his left, his white lab coat parted about them in roomy convenience. His arms were crossed before his chest, his gloved-hands resting against his biceps. Every now and then, the contraptions would flare with bluish-white ropes of electricity before fizzling out. The black goggles about his head moved every time he blinked constantly adjusting to his focus with a quiet, electronic buzz as they rotated, extended a few inches, and then retracted. His gadgets had caught the fascinations of a few students sitting closest to the stage, and although they couldn’t tell from his head gear, he was watching them, trying to figure out what they were thinking, and he knew exactly what!<br><br>The brown-haired boy’s lips opened and closed in a puckered O shape, his eyes were wide in awe, brows lifted, and pupils dilated. He then proceeded to turn to the sandy-haired young lady next to him, directing her eyes to glance his way. Her pink lips twisted in an amused grin before she raised the back of her hand to her mouth, apparently whispering some sort of jest about him that got the two laughing. From what he could conclude, the boy thought that he was cool, while the girl thought that he was intimidating and perhaps even a strict teacher. Well, he did have high expectations, but they were reachable for ones of such inferior intelligence. Hector was convinced that he could train a monkey to pass his class. Preferably, the <em>pan troglodytes</em>.<br><br>The sooner the principal took to the podium, the sooner he could leave to test that theory.
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				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 04:05:33</strong>
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				Alexi came in with a small group of people he knew, smiling and laughing as he checked his watch. He knew he still had a few minutes to spare, but the habit has been with him since he was a child. <em>Being on time shows others that you value them and their time</em>, as his father had told him many, many times. One of the many bits of homespun wisdom he had been given over the years, and one of the few that really stuck with him.<br><br>He stopped just inside the entrance, looking over the auditorium. The thought of another year at school put a smile on Alexi's face, in spite of his setbacks the previous year. Well, not exactly setbacks, but his lack of progress in controlling his abilities. He still couldn't alter his size by any amount other than the maximum and minimum sizes, and he still had to return to normal size between changes. Still, he knew the potential was there, he just had to work harder to unlock it.<br><br>He bid farewell to the group as he started down the aisle. They wanted to sit in the back and play on their game systems, but Alexi was curious as to what the principal had to say. He began to take a seat in a middle section when he saw an unfamiliar young woman sitting in the front. Her shoulders were nearly rigid, and he instantly felt bad for her. He wasn't sure if she was new, or just having a hard time dealing with something, but his urge to look after others kicked in immediately. He walked the rest of the way up to the front and sat down near the strange girl, leaving a chair between them (he didn't want to come off like he was hitting on her). "Hi," he said as he took his seat, "I'm Alexi."
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miss Lilly</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 04:33:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.bbsize.com/images/profile/chloe-marshall-233x300.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe Masters<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;One of the front rows, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Alexi<br><hr><br><br>Out of the corner of her eye Chloe had been watching the strange looking man on the stage at the front of the hall.&nbsp; She assumed that the people sitting there were teachers, but he was the oddest teacher she'd ever seen.&nbsp; The glasses he wore expanded and contracted seemingly at will, making his eyes look either large and buldging, or small and beady.&nbsp; The constant changing was making her own eyes water in sympathy.<br><br>Focused as she was on the mad scientist, Chloe didn't notice the fellow student approaching her until he spoke.&nbsp; She nearly jumped out of her skin when he said hi, and she shuddered to think how he may have interpreted the look on her face.&nbsp; Trying to slow her pounding heart and compose herself, the dark haired girl smiled shyly.<br><br>"Hi, Alexi," she extended her hand for shaking.&nbsp; "Nice to meet you.&nbsp; I'm Chloe."&nbsp; He looked far more comfortable in these surrounds than she, and it was obvious that he was not a first timer.&nbsp; "I'm new," she stated, inwardly groaning as Captain Obvious struck again.&nbsp; She blushed self concsiously, having just noticed how handsome the stranger was.&nbsp; She was a sucker for blonde hair and blue eyes.&nbsp; Determined not to stare, she forced her gaze back to the teachers on the stage, shuffling her feet awkwardly and wishing the floor would open up and swallow her.&nbsp; Seriously...what had she been thinking in coming here?
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 17:03:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/DanielJefferson.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nathaniel Jackson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Black Flag<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alexi &amp; Chloe, notices “Hector”<br><hr><br>Nathaniel is actually quite happy to be back at school and as he heads to The Hall of Oracles for the traditional first day assembly there is a smile on his face and bounce in his step. The reason he is so happy is quite simple. When he had arrived home after his sophomore year ended he got home just in time to help his family pack up everything so they could be in their new home by June 30th. So if he had still been living with his parents and younger brother he would have once again been starting out at a new school. From the end of June to the beginning of September he was in a new town and didn’t know anybody there and being shy and insecure about meeting new people he had not met anyone during those few months. But this is the start of his third year at Nebula High and while he still is not very popular or even well known he does know several people and even calls one or two friends. It certainly does not hurt that the curriculum here is so much better than any high school he has even heard of and the technology classes really appeal to his inner geek.<br><br>Once in the auditorium Nathan pauses to look to where the staff usually sits and is pleased to see that his favorite instructor is still with the school and most likely still teaching science and technology. If any class or teacher is going to appeal to Nathan’s inner geek it would be the science and tech classes with “The Engineer” teaching them. Nathaniel is quite proud to be considered a geek does not hide his fascination for technology. To be able to use his telekinesis to help Professor Thompson in his lab is like being a kid working for a toy company to play test all of his favorite toys. So for “The Engineer” to be back for another year is just one more reason for Nathan to be glad to be back at Nebula High.<br><br>Nathan then looks around the rapidly filling auditorium first for a good place to set as close to the front as possible and secondly for the faces of those few fellow students he calls friends. At the back he notices a group of guys already laughing and starting to play games on their phones or hand held game systems. He rolls his eyes and promptly looks away from them, however he focuses his ability to feel the world around him on those boys, more specifically on the devices they are playing with. It is a simple thing to use his telekinesis to slightly modify each device so that it shorts out sending the equivalent to a strong static shock into the hand of the person holding the device and completely drain the battery. When this occurs a small private smile plays across Nathan’s face and he returns each device back to its original condition, they will work just as before after the batteries are recharged. They will however be useless for the remainder of the assembly.<br><br>With that done Nathan moves on towards the front rows. The best seat he can see is an empty seat between a young man he believes is a senior by the name of Alex or Alexi or something like that and a girl he has never seen before. He stops in mid step as he gets a better look at the girl. Her long hair is shiny and looks ever so soft and her face is like that of an angel. From what he can see of her figure from behind and with her sitting he thinks is about as close to perfection as any girl could possibly be. He may be a virgin and not sure what he likes sexually but he does know what he likes in a woman’s appearance. Which is a woman with curves like she has, and a woman with a little meat on her bones which she appears to have just the right amount of. Oh God, can he actually walk up and set next to a girl as beautiful as she is without making a complete fool of himself. He takes a deep breath and decides that regardless that is the seat he wants both to be near her and possibly get to know her, but more importantly to be close to the stage.<br><br>As Nathan moves closer to his target seat his hands start to sweat and the butterflies in his stomach seem like they are trying to batter their way out through his belly. He wipes his hands on his jeans as he gets closer. When he sees her extend a hand to the tall blonde guy he almost stops and turns to find a different seat. She will likely only want to talk to the other guy, there is just no way a girl like her would be interested in him. He does not stop though and moves on to the open seat anyway. When he gets to seat he makes eye contact with the older male and simply says, ”Hello.” He then turns to look at the girl making eye contact but it ends a bit early as his cheeks heat up and become red and he looks down to the ground. ”Hel…erm…Hi.” He half sets and half just kind of falls into the vacant seat and promptly turns his attention to the stage.<br><br>After a moment of setting there silently the nerves get the better of him and Nathan can no longer simply set still. So he produces a large paper clip from his pocket just to occupy his mind while waiting for things to start. The paper clip starts out just resting on his open palm then it stands up on its own and begins to twist and reshape itself. After just a few seconds it has become the outline of a three dimensional horse which then trots around his hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 19:18:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Tommy Nakamura<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Windfall<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> No one in particular, unless you think Tommy would be lucky to meet you<br><hr><br>Being back at school was good.&nbsp; It was harder to stay in fighting shape without Captain Indestructible getting on his case or the Wolf kicking his ass, and not having to pretend to have no powers was an even easier thing.&nbsp; Not that the power he could actually control was the greatest thing since sliced bread (although it did make the greatest sliced bread).<br><br>Tommy had found the perfect seat.&nbsp; He'd gotten there early-ish (nodding to a few people he knew) and passed up the aisle seats anyway, since he was still pretty scared to look like a slacker in front of the staff, but of course it was the perfect seat.&nbsp; Or at least a pretty good one.&nbsp; No one taller than him would sit right in front of him, and there was little doubt someone interesting would sit down nearby.&nbsp; He hoped.&nbsp; It didn't always work how he wanted.&nbsp; (Some of the teachers said he'd learn to control it someday.&nbsp; Tommy had his doubts.)<br><br>In the meantime, he amused himself by glancing around to see who was eager for assembly to be over because they were hungry.&nbsp; <em>Chicago dog, extra sport peppers.&nbsp; Ulster fry, hold the kidney.&nbsp; Tom yam kung nam khon just like his mom used to make.&nbsp; Poutine with the cheese curds deep-fried.&nbsp; Cantonese-style roast goose with thousand-year egg on the side.</em>&nbsp; Well then.&nbsp; He glanced to the stage -- it was always hilarious to learn the tastes of his instructors.&nbsp; The actual telepathic kids would probably never dare mess with the staff, but it wasn't like a strong will could protect you from an appetite-reader.
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				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 20:26:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii28/ambrosia_kisses/Sets/20100619_kitagawakeiko.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zhang Yue Zhilan<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Whisper<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> School Guidance Counselor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hector<br><hr><br>Watching with curious dark brown eyes was the oriental female adult who decided to seat herself down upon the reserved seats meant for the staff. At least from the stage, she could spot a few familiar faces at the front rows — mostly just the seniors who had came for her counseling sessions and then seeing some interesting new faces, who looked pretty excited and yet nervous all the same. It was all understandable emotions as she had felt the same way when she first arrived after taking the job offer here. Even then, Yue was glad to see how some of the senior students trying to mingle with the newer ones from where she was sitting.<br><br>Her curiosity perked up though when her brown eyes spotted a bunch of newer students, seating themselves at the middle rows and she lifted a slender hand to adjust her glasses over the bridge of her nose as she had noticed how their eyes kept peeled upon her form, for some reason. Adjusting her dark brown pencil skirt over her crossed legs, she then looked upon her off-white blouse to neaten any wrinkles after she felt a bit conscious of her clothes all the sudden. It seemed it was not her clothes, as their eyes remained upon her. Only then she decided to delve into their minds for a moment to see what was going through their head.<br><br>"<em>Oh man! That Asian chick at the stage is so hot! Wonder if she's teaching one of my classes..</em>" She raised her eyebrows at this and almost chuckled out of slight mirth at this. Yue knew of her looks being appealing to the male students and such but still, it was interesting to read the thoughts of the newer students when they first arrived to the school. Though she allowed herself to be slightly carried away, only when she then read further upon the mind of the supposed friend beside the first one and then her eyes widened slightly, and her cheeks noticeably flushed and she then fumbled with her skirt, making sure the skirt laid over her legs demurely. Even more was she threw a glance, directing at that student and then him suddenly jolted up, standing straight at his seat all the sudden as if somebody had splashed cold water on the poor fellow and a confused look was etched upon his face as he looked at his friends before being able to settle down.<br><br>Somehow satisfied with herself for that, she then glanced to the person to her left and watching the odd man she would know as Hector, though she always felt slightly interested to know more about the man behind those peculiar goggles. "So, Hector?" She then finally spoke to him, other than the morning greeting she gave when she arrived to take her seat. "Looking forward to this year? I'm all excited and pumped up to meet with our new students this year."
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 20:53:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Ruby-Rose-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Karter Dean<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Tryx<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles: Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alexi, Chloe, Nathaniel, Tommy<br><hr><br>Karter came strolling into the auditorium, a bright smile on her face and earbuds blasting in her ears. Her head nodded to the sounds of Linkin Park, the many studs in her ears winking in the light as her booted feet carried her down the aisle, toward the front of the room. Normally she would have sat in the back as she had done in previous years but that tended to get her singled out pretty quickly. Sitting in the front might possibly help her pay attention for longer than five seconds... maybe—she wasn't counting on it, but she was gonna try. <br><br>This year she was supposed to be turning over a new leaf, or so her mother had demanded because <em>they</em> were watching. She seriously could care less about impressing <em>them</em> but the disappointment on her dad's face killed her. She hated letting him down. He never yelled at her, or even really got on her case, but she knew he expected the best from her. So for him, she'd agreed to give it some real effort this year and that apparently started with this assembly. <br><br>Slipping into an unoccupied seat, she pulled her earbud from her ear and turned off her mp3 player. Tucking it all away she pushed her hair out of her eyes and took a good look around. There were a few new faces but mostly it looked like the same old crowd. Not knowing exactly where her usual crowd had taken up, Karter simply slouched down in her seat and prepared to wait. Course, patience wasn't something she had in abundance, and it became clear immediately when her ripped denim clad leg began bouncing restlessly and she lifted her hand to inspect her multicolored nail polish. That lasted all of thirty seconds before she started glancing around again, spotting a blond senior she knew of talking to a new girl, and some curly haired guy she'd seen before who was really interested in his palm or something. Curious as to what the boy was looking at, she got up and quickly switched seats, flopping down a couple seats away from Tommy while trying to get a better look.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 22:28:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Alexi Reynolds</strong><br><strong>Nom de Guerre: Titan</strong><br><strong>Position/Grade: Student/Senior</strong><br><strong>Location: Hall of Oracles: Auditorium</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Chloe, Nathan, Karter, Tommy</strong><br>_________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br>Alexi's handshake is warm and firm as he takes her hand, seeing that she is clearly quite nervous about the new environment. "I'm Alexi," he adds almost belatedly. He continues to smile at her as he releases his grip, even as her eyes quickly shift back to the stage and the faculty starting to gather there. "It's a huge adjustment, isn't it? Not only being somewhere new, but somewhere like this? On my first day I got completely lost and ended up missing the welcome entirely. Heck, I think I was lucky to find my way to my room before morning!"<br><br>He chuckles a bit at the memory, just as another unfamiliar face settles down into the seat between Chloe and him. He's taken aback for a moment, mostly because he was distracted with Chloe and hadn't noticed anyone approaching. But he recovers quickly as the man gives his greetings, though he quickly notices that Chloe seems to be having quite an effect on the newcomer. He knows better than to comment on that sort of thing, certainly. Instead, he looks at the outstretched hand as the paperclip begins to reshape itself and move about. "That's very impressive," he says quietly as he watches, "You seem to have quite a bit of precision, to control something so small." He vaguely notices another student, a dark haired girl he had seen around campus before, settle in nearby.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 22:57:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Donel “Hector” Thompson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: The Engineer<br><strong>Position</strong>: Instructor of Super Science and Technology<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Zhang<br><br>Hector’s attention had been on the sea of specimens that kept pouring in. He was sweeping the room for any external mutations that he hadn’t studied or beings that were in the crowd, showing off their abilities. The voice of the Guidance Counselor had filtered into his ear, and from its volume, he could tell that she was looking his way.<br><br>“Aye,” he replied. “More samples for my research.”<br><br>The Guidance Counselor may have seen the students as students, but Hector saw them as opportunity. Ms. Zhilan was one of the psychics he had desired to study, Mr. Jackson was another. He never understood how humans with psychic ability could manipulate, intrude, and affect the emotions of others. As he sat in his chair, he knew that he was building potential energy so that if he desired to stand or even switch lounging positions, it would be possible to do so. Chemical and electrical energies exuding from the neurons in a being’s brain were what would make the action possible, but if the neurons underwent a mutation that altered the amount of electrical and chemical energies being produced, then what sort of energy was branching outwards that allowed psychic users to affect others? It may also not even be a direct mutation of the neurons, but the increase in neurons brought by neurogenesis from the birth of the child to adulthood and onward.<br><br>Hector had been studying the work of Frederick Myers and William Crookes’s brainwaves theory. It hadn’t been just any form of electrical and chemical energy, but the brain harnessed electromagnetic energy. There were numerous devices he could think of that used this energy, one of them that instantly came to thought was his gloves, and then there were radio waves. Using electromagnetic energy, the brain could produce brainwaves that could afflict the minds of others, and therefore create interference to the sensory and motor functions by affecting the alpha, beta, theta, and delta waves of the brain.<br><br>The Engineer was frowning hard in his meditation. Brain waves and radio waves…reaching into his coat, he produced a notepad and pen and began scribbling down a design for an antennae and tuner. He might have been able to create a device that could pick up the brainwaves being used, and perhaps even tune into a mental conversation. If the antennae was able to sense the brainwaves, then he might also been able to build a device that counteracts the frequency the psychics use to manipulate others and objects. Now he was really anxious for the meeting to end. Not only did he need to find a chimpanzee, but he needed to get to work on that antennae.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 05:59:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q15/doogieporker/Tyler-Hoechlin-7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Carter Neville<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Nitro (formerly Dasher)<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Everyone!<br><hr><br>It started as a low hum, barely audible and easily mistaken for the undercurrent of murmurs and half-hushed voices within the auditorium.&nbsp; But as the seconds ticked by, the students and faculty gathered within minding their own business, the hum began to grow louder.&nbsp; It was like the approach of a freight train, growing louder and louder, and soon after, the very windows of the auditorium began to shake, rattling in their frames.&nbsp; Then, without warning, the double doors of the front entrance flew open, burst open by a tremendous build up of energy, scattering loose papers and billowing the curtains that lined the tall, long windows of the auditorium.<br><br>Seconds later, Carter entered, hands at his sides.&nbsp; His dark eyes glanced about at the students, new and old, that were waiting for the assembly to begin, before he turned his attention to the few faculty that had arrived.&nbsp; He said nothing, and spoke to no one, though he did nod to the other Karter and let his gaze linger briefly on Chloe.&nbsp; <br><br>He was dressed in a pair of form-fitting black jeans, a black t-shirt emblazoned with the three-lettered logo of the band Nine Inch Nails, and his dark leather jacket.&nbsp; His short, dark hair was that stylized mess that was popular among the more notorious teenagers, and the carefully trimmed stubble that lined his jaw helped to frame his angular features and give an almost-nefarious gleam to his eyes.<br><br>He stalked to a seat in the back, and sat down heavily, propping one leg up on the chair before him and waiting for the festivities to begin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 07:08:46</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Tommy Nakamura<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Windfall<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Karter, and anyone else close enough to observe<br><hr><br>Tommy turned his head and smiled faintly.&nbsp; "Hey, Karter," he greeted her with a nod.&nbsp; "How've you been?&nbsp; Good lately--"<br><br>BOOM.&nbsp; The doors came flying open.&nbsp; One small piece of paper hurled by the slipstream from somewhere outside came flying through the door and nearly smacked Tommy right in the face as he turned to look, realizing a second too late that he didn't need to look because he knew exactly who was coming.<br><br>He realized a second after that, as he snagged the paper out of the air, that if he'd been unlucky enough <em>not</em> to look, someone else might have snagged the $20 bill.&nbsp; Tommy folded it into a shirt pocket quickly; he doubted Carter would be pleased to be the bearer of good news.&nbsp; Didn't want to rain on the awesome day that guy was obviously having.&nbsp; No use complaining anyway, his own hair had already fallen back into place how he wanted it.&nbsp; Tommy glanced back at Karter.<br><br>"Um, sorry.&nbsp; I was saying --" he caught himself, and smiled sheepishly.&nbsp; "Sorry.&nbsp; I was about to ask 'How's tricks?' but I'm guessing you're not in the mood for shitty unintentional puns."
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miss Lilly</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 09:19:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.racecar.co.uk/uploads/rcnewsimages/chloe2010.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe Masters<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;One of the front rows, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Alexi, Nathan, Carter<br><hr><br><em>"It's a huge adjustment, isn't it? Not only being somewhere new, but somewhere like this? On my first day I got completely lost and ended up missing the welcome entirely. Heck, I think I was lucky to find my way to my room before morning!"</em><br><br>Pleasantly surprised that Alexi seemed friendly enough to try to put her at ease, Chloe giggled softly at his brief description of his first day.&nbsp; Given how confident he appeared now, it was hard to imagine that he had ever felt even remotely like she did at the moment.&nbsp; But, everyone was the new kid at some point, right?&nbsp; Chloe suspected that she would still be nervous as hell today, even if she'd had a friend here.&nbsp; <br><br>About to answer Alexi's question with a witty remark of her own, their conversation was interupted by a curly headed boy, who looked to Chloe to be a little younger than her, stammering a hello and plopping down between them.&nbsp; Vaguely annoyed, despite realising she had no right to feel that way - the seat was there to be used, afterall - she tried to mask the emotion as he fidgeted under her gaze.&nbsp; It was obvious that she wasn't the only one who was feeling out of place here, and when she noticed the adorable blush of his cheeks her irritation at him evaporated immediately. <br><br>"Hi," she smiled warmly.&nbsp; "I'm Chloe."&nbsp; It was then that she noticed he'd fished something out of his pocket, and she sat, fascinated, watching the small paper clip turn itself into a horse and trot around his palm.<br><br><em>"That's very impressive. You seem to have quite a bit of precision, to control something so small." </em> <br><br>Chloe looked up to see that Alexi was almost as awestruck as she at the sight of the paperclip prancing around on the boy's palm.&nbsp; It seemed that that small feat was still somewhat astonishing, even in a place like Nebula High.<br><br>Opening her mouth to ask how he did that, the pretty brunette was distracted by a low rumbling sound.&nbsp; It didn't seem to be coming <em><strong>from</strong></em> anywhere specific.&nbsp; In fact, was it even a noise?&nbsp; It seemed to reverberate through her, more like the vibrations you felt when standing on the platform as a speeding train went by, than an actual sound.&nbsp; She suddenly had an overwhelming urge to look back, just as the doors to the Auditorium burst open and the most impressive looking man she'd ever seen walked nonchalantly through them, settling into a chair in the back row.&nbsp; He was tall.&nbsp; <em>Very tall,</em> Chloe thought when she mentally compared herself to him.&nbsp; And there was something about him that made her heart skip a beat. It wasn't that he was tall, dark and handsome - Chloe had always found herself more attracted to blonde boys with dreamy blue eyes.&nbsp; Maybe it was his obvious broodiness, or the overwhelming sense of bad boy-ness that he gave off.&nbsp; She wasn't entirely sure.&nbsp; But it did take all her will power to drag her eyes away from him and face the front of the Auditorium again.<br><br>"Who is <strong>that</strong>," she asked no one in particular, hoping that someone would be able to identify him for her.&nbsp; She certainly didn't have the courage to ask him herself!&nbsp; <em>Cut it out, Chloe,</em> she chided herself.&nbsp; <em>Day One is not the time to develop a crush...and as if he'd ever be interested in you anyway!</em>&nbsp; She mentally rolled her eyes at herself and tried, completely unsuccessfully, to put him out of her mind.&nbsp; At least for the duration of the Assembly.&nbsp; She had to focus, dammit!&nbsp; Did she really want to risk missing something important and looking like a complete imbecile on her first day?
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 18:18:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/3867/claudialynxnovember2011.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Lara Avery<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Tempest well if you ask her some students have other names for her<br><strong>Position</strong>: Student<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:Anyone<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: first day (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=44342316)<br><br>Lara pushed open the door to the auditorium slowly, the wind from the outside whipped around her as she stepped into the large room. She quickly closed her eyes and took a breath. She had to remember what Jack said and keep her nerves under control. her backpack hung from her shoulder, her hand coming up to push back the hood of her jacket. Her fingers running through her long hair, she worked around the people that filed in and headed to the back row. Instead of walking down the row past people she just hopped over the back seat and slid into the seat. Dropping her bag to the floor in front of her. Kicking her legs up and using the arm rest of the off set seat in front of her as a foot rest. <br><br>Lara arched her back, popping it lightly as she watched people file in. It wasn't that she was trying to be anti social, if she saw anyone she knew the Lara would say hi. But it was early yet and she hadn't had any coffee, Lara spent a good bit of the summer traveling and staying up all night long. So changing back to days was proving more difficult then she remembered from last year. <br><br>Lara sat and waited for what ever announcements that were going to be done to begin. Truth be told she hated sitting still and just wanted to get this year started already. But she sat and waited none the less, pulling a lolli pop from her pocket unwrapping it and slipping it into her mouth.&nbsp; Lara already saw some of the clicks getting back together, one or two gave her an odd look. She laughed not surprised that there were some that were still put off by her. Shrugging and sitting back, some where just afraid to play with a Storm. Smiling lightly, they just didn't know what they were missing out on. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 19:29:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone<br><br>Opening the doors to the large room, some people could have felt a small increase in the temperature around them as Cristina entered the large audutorium.&nbsp; She was very nervous to say the least and she knew that one slip up of her powers could cause another accident that could turn very deadly.&nbsp; She sighed as she remembered her father and how shameful it was that it was herself that killed him.&nbsp; She still could not help but to feel sad that she did not have any control over her blasts at the time.&nbsp; Letting out another loud sigh, she sat near the back about two rows down and ahead from the dark haired girl that she had passed by a little earlier.<br><br>Though Cristina had been here before, this was her very first start of the school year.&nbsp; She had been here for less than a semester already and was still getting used to the school and its surroundings.&nbsp; With her own shyness, she did not have any friends that she could really bond with but deep down inside, she was hoping to make some new ones this school year. <em>This school year... this is the year Ah finally get out there an' make myself known.&nbsp; Ah can feel it.</em>&nbsp; She thought to herself as she sat down onto the chair and waited for the inevitable announcements to begin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 19:52:10</strong>
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				(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br><br>Name: Molly Barker<br>Nom De Guerre: None<br>Position/Grade: junior<br>Location: well at the back<br>Tagging: No one<br><br>Molly moved into the room she was a rather slight yet attractive half Pakistani young woman, she was carrying various items, having been in and out of foster care and care homes it was important to keep things close, because people stole things. Though the lady that had found her explained but that didn’t happen in this place, it was hard to trust. So if anyone touched her things …well actually Molly would likely let them have whatever they wanted.<br><br>She remembered the hand me downs and the scent that they had, the scent that she had to carry to school, was this going to be the same. She sniffed her rather unfashionable clothes and was sure that the care home kid stench still clung to them even though it didn’t.<br><br>The shadows were so tempting and there were so many people here already, perhaps she could just disappear, but the lady had said that it was worth a would be there, and thus that long back hair was pulled over her dark eyes and Molly started to fade. Of course she would hear that which was needed surely no one would notice her.<br><br>More and more Molly moved to the back of the room to the shadows and to places she might be able to hide. Her chess board fell to the floor with what felt to her like a massive clatter in her ears, a thunderstorm.<br><br><em>&nbsp; Damn …</em> Molly thought she was going to be sick, and hoped no one would see her. Though the chess pieces scattered making a pattern over the floor of course she was there but one could certainly overlook this slight young lady, hidden behind her long black hair.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 20:35:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Molly<br><br>Cristina's thoughts of the future were interrupted by the loud crash to the back of her towards the wall that sent shock waves all through her body.&nbsp; Looking back, she was so&nbsp; startled by this sudden crash that she had no idea that she had shot a small blast of microwaves through the chair in front of her.&nbsp; If anyone would notice it, it probably would look like a clean hole with all of the stuffing of the chair cleanly cut and held in place.&nbsp; "Crikey!&nbsp; What was that?"&nbsp; She asked herself as she had seen a small white chess piece laying down on the floor over by the door's entrance.<br><br>Moving towards the chess piece, she started to pick it up but slowly, she barely noticed a form of a person hiding in the shadows down the row of chairs towards the east side.&nbsp; If not for the humps in the chairs, She probably would have overlooked the figure but the strange smell that was going through her nose certainly gave the figure away as some sort of person.&nbsp; Sympathetically, she leaned down towards the figure while hoping for the best.&nbsp; "Are ye all right, Mate?&nbsp; Can Ah help ya in any way?"&nbsp; She asked with her thick eastern Australian accent being heard very vividly and in full bloom.&nbsp; She had a feeling that it was a person, that much she knew about but with the thick black hair covering the entire figure, she was not sure who or what this person is or what he or she would look like.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 21:03:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/DanielJefferson.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nathaniel Jackson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Black Flag<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alexi, Chloe, Karter, &amp; notices Carter<br><hr><br>Nathan glances up from his paperclip when the beauty at his side returns his greeting and gives him her name. This helps him to somewhat overcome his nerves and shyness. He gives her a shy smile and replies in a voice barely loud enough to carry past the seats adjacent to his own his. ”I’m Nathaniel.” Seeing her smile causes two reactions in him. The first is pleasure that she is actually presenting that pretty smile to him. The second is causing his deep shyness to kick in again bring another blush to his cheeks and sending his eyes back down to the paperclip in his hand.<br><br>Using the distraction of playing with the paper clip to try and calm his nerves at being so close to a girl he finds so incredibly attracted to is working a little. He becomes aware that both people on either side of him are watching the tiny figure move about, but then he gets the indescribable sensation of being watched. He looks up from his hand but the horse does not falter in its trotting as with his extra sense he does not need to keep his eyes on it to continue to manipulate the steel. Looking around to see who is watching him he finally spots the slender girl with shorter black hair. He knows she is also a junior and has been here from the start just as he has but beyond that he really does not know her other than her name is Kat or Kate or something like that. He smiles at her and even as the blonde guy next to him is commenting on how impressive his little display is raises his hand so she can see the tiny horse.<br><br>When Nathan’s hand is high enough for the other junior to see from her seat the horse stops trotting. It rises up on its hind legs and paws at the air while shaking its tiny head. He blushes slightly at the other guys complement and is about to reply saying the precision control is his main gift while broader use of his power is more difficult for him, but does not say anything as he hears, feels the rumbling noise building. He immediately knows what it means and looks up towards the ceiling with a mild sigh. ”Wait for it.” He pauses and waits as the noise continues to build, then just an instant before the door blows open gestures with the hand not holding his tiny horse figure. ”Bam! There it is.”<br><br>When Carter enters seconds later Nathan still has not turned around. Suddenly all of his concerns and worries about the gorgeous girl next him just disappear as he can quite literally her breath catch and her heart rate go up as she turns back to see the cause of the noise enter the auditorium. He knows in that instant that he just is not her type and he had been correct she just would never be interested in. It does kind of hurt but it is something he is used to know and thus makes it kind of a relief to not have to wonder any more. He leans back in his seat dropping his hand with paperclip in it down taking it away from Karter’s view as his hand closes around the now motionless wire figure. ”That would be Carter.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 22:10:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Rayve13/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Alexi Reynolds</strong><br><strong>Nom de Guerre: Titan</strong><br><strong>Position/Grade: Student/Senior</strong><br><strong>Location: Hall of Oracles: Auditorium</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Chloe, Nathan, Karter, Carter</strong><br>___________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br>Alexi watches the young man, <em>Nathaniel</em>, he corrects in his mind, demonstrate his talents, sending his creation through more complex action, when the hairs on the back of his neck prick up. He wonders for a moment if someone with electrical manipulation abilities has entered, as there's an almost static energy in the air. <em>Though that could simply be an interaction of powers</em> he thinks, considering all of the auras and energy patterns the students bring in with them when they come together. He looks around, trying to pinpoint the source. He fails, but he notices someone else watching Nathaniel's power display, a lovely girl who shined with metal. He gave her a smile, wondering if he'd seen her around before.<br><br>But all of those thoughts are driven from his mind by the thunderous crack of the doors hitting the walls as though struck by a hurricane. His first instinct is to grow, but he stops himself before he over-reacts (and shreds his clothing in the process) as he recognizes the person entering the building. He sighs, once more going to face the front as he hears Nathaniel give Chloe Carter's name. He knows the man by reputation, and most of what he's heard makes him alternate between feeling bad for the guy and wishing someone would fit him with a power inhibitor so his temper tantrums didn't end up bringing misery to anyone else. He glances at the stage for a moment, half expecting someone to come down and put Carter on probation already.<br><br>"Da," he says, using the Russian affirmation to express a certain annoyance, "Someone who could use a bit of your control, Nathaniel."<br><br>The hall continued to fill, with the student's bringing all manner of strange effects with them. At one point, Alexi brought his hand up to wipe away a sudden bead of sweat as the temperature climbed a bit suddenly...or was that simply a symptom of the growing crush of people. "I wonder what Neutron will have to say this year," he muses briefly before turning back to Chloe, noticing her momentary flush and rigid posture, eyes focused on the front. "You can relax here," he says, hoping to help her settle a bit, "they don't start using the cattle prods until tomorrow."<br><br>He chuckles a bit at his attempt at humor, such as it was, meanwhile wondering if it's just her nerves getting the best of her, or if Carter's little display hasn't set her wondering if she's really in the right place at all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>25-02-2012, 22:37:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii28/ambrosia_kisses/Sets/20100619_kitagawakeiko.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zhang Yue Zhilan<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Whisper<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> School Guidance Counselor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hector<br><hr><br>She was not surprised to receive a rather short response by male teacher but still, he was indeed a curious person to her. How his mind seemed to be always working; breaking down the theories which he would had studied previously and then conjuring new ideas in his head. She would have to admit that she had peeked into his mind at times, though just mostly out of strange curiosity to know what was going on within that head of his and she could not help but be slightly fascinated with what she had managed to read.<br><br>Before she could say anything further, her attention was drawn away as she heard the unmistakable sound of a soft humming which only turned louder, and then the rattling of the windows begun. And yet, the Asian female remained calm as the other older staff would had reacted the same, already knowing who was the cause of it. And then the doors of the auditorium opened with such force, she then expelled an audible sigh and moved her dark brown eyes to watch the brooding young adult as he went to move to the back seat. Perhaps a small chat with him was in order, and to bring him to counseling sessions with her this year.<br><br>Dismissing that for now, she turned her head to the Hector beside her and then she voiced out to him, cracking a slight joke to him, "I do not think they would allow pets inside the school, Hector." Flashing a friendly smile to him, she then continued, "Sorry. I just had to see what made you so excited all of the sudden. Though I would love to see how you would come up with that device of yours. It would be interesting to see whether it would work. Also, I would not mind offering my assistance in a way if it does."<br><br>She then turned her head away as she watched the midst of students, though noticing some familiar faces of some students she had intended to approach for this year. For some reason, she felt more driven than ever and she was even more compelled to do a better job for her second year here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 01:13:28</strong>
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				(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br><br>Name: Molly Barker<br>Nom De Guerre: None<br>Position/Grade: junior<br>Location: well at the back<br>Tagging: Christina.<br><br><em> Oh shit, oh fuck</em> the words rang through her mind, she realised she had been spotted as this rambunctious but friendly seeming girl approached. However poor Molly really did not like meeting people in made her very nervous and extremely jumpy, thus another couple of chess pieces hit the floor. Molly scrabbled for them, not wanting them to be stolen, even if they were worth nothing at all. She shoved her bags behind her almost protectively. <br><br>It was then Molly looked up, and Cristina, and the red haired girl was able to see her face, the olive skin, the near black eyes, and the nervous look that lingered there. “Look its my stuff.” She said, her accent was certainly British, likely from up north though not Scottish. She appeared genuinely afraid, even more so that someone had spotted her, it had been some time since someone had at school. Of course Molly had been aware things might be different here but had hoped to remain for the most unseen and left alone.<br><br>“You wont take my stuff will you…” She backed further into the wall managing to half trip on one of her bags finding her self sitting on it. Her olive skin blushed a little, it was then Molly found herself becoming more uncomfortable, after all she was really not the most social of individuals, in fact as was obvious to Cristina she shied away from it.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 01:54:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium - Well in the back<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Molly<br><br>Cristina looked as Molly turned towards her, seeming to be genuinely afraid.&nbsp; She could never recall having someone being afraid of her at all in her days back home on the outskirts of Sydney as this worried Cristina very much.&nbsp; She was sure that something had happened to the girl in her past but now was not the time to ask about such things.&nbsp; now was the time for reassurance and hope.&nbsp; She heard the British accent in Molly's voice and suspected that she was definitely not from London.&nbsp; Those were things that she hoped to find out later but right now, first things were first.<br><br>"Nahh, mate.&nbsp; Ah'm not one of those crooks that'll swindle all yer stuff an' run off to tha outback with it."&nbsp; She explained just as she reached out with her hand in a friendly way but the girl started to move back and almost fall down before catching herself once again.&nbsp; Cristina seemed very concerned and worried about the new girl as she tried to give a little more reassurance to Molly.&nbsp; "No need ta get yer knickers in a knot, lass.&nbsp; Ah'm not gonna hurt ya.&nbsp; Cross my heart."&nbsp; She assured to the other girl, hoping that Molly would get the hint and get a little more comfortable around Cristina.&nbsp; "If it makes ya feel better, how bout we both hide from the teachers out here in the back, would that be fine with ya?"&nbsp; She asked with a small smile, hoping that would help things a little more with the girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 02:35:44</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/RobertHeadshot.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Robert Strauss<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Ultimate<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student / Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Assembly Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> No One<br><br><hr><br>The senior student of Nebula High School known as Robert Strauss had been moving toward the Hall of Oracles for the assembly when he felt the wind whip about him as something incredibly fast zipped past.&nbsp; He shook his head.&nbsp; That had to be Carter, Nebula High's resident 'bad boy' showing off his powers again.&nbsp; He looked up and saw Carter stop at the doors just as they were blown open and rolled his eyes a bit, watching him enter the building as dramatically as he could.&nbsp; <em>Geez, ever hear of subtlety?&nbsp; Not everyone has flashy powers...</em>&nbsp; <br><br>He reached the front door just after a pretty girl that he knew as Lara or Tempest made her way inside.&nbsp; He moved into the room and noted how many people were there.&nbsp; <em>Fairly big class this year</em>, he thought to himself.&nbsp; <em>Let's make my last year memorable.</em>&nbsp; He smiled to various people that he knew and made his way to sit in the front, where there were a few empty seats left.&nbsp; He noted a couple faces on that row that he wasn't familiar with, but for now kept mostly to himself.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 03:17:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Donel “Hector” Thompson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: The Engineer<br><strong>Position</strong>: Instructor of Super Science and Technology<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Carter (mentioned), Zhang<br><br><br>Hector’s brows knitted over top of his goggles as he heard the roar of accelerated air being forced over a travelling object, the sound energy that was building could only be the result of a shockwave, and he hadn’t been expecting an F-16 or any aircraft of the like to be flying through the auditorium. There was a vacuum at the double doors and sound vibrations were not only resonating through the walls, but through the stage as well. The entrance burst open, following a rush of twisting papers that rocked to the floor like confetti, celebrating the entrance of one of Nebula High’s troublemakers—if you asked him. The scientist breathed a sigh almost at the same time Ms. Zhilan had. Carter…one student he could hardly wait for to graduate. He was a rule-breaker for surely he had known that there was no running in the school hallways, especially at speeds—if not exactly but nearing—his optimum. He had been the one to record it, and if he hadn’t been behind a wind shield he could have been swept away or even ripped apart by the negative wave. If Principal Neutron didn’t act on it, Hector would have to educate him on the dangers of Speedsters running through the school at such speeds. A Power Point presentation would be in order.<br><br><strong>I do not think they would allow pets inside the school, Hector.</strong><br><br>It was Ms. Zhilan again. What was she talking about now?<br><br><strong>Sorry. I just had to see what made you so excited all of the sudden. Though I would love to see how you would come up with that device of yours. It would be interesting to see whether it would work. Also, I would not mind offering my assistance in a way if it does.</strong><br><br>It was then Hector assumed that she had intruded upon his genius without his permission. What was he to expect from such a nosy woman? She was a guidance counselor and had the power of telepathy. No wonder the students didn’t visit her. She made it her business to get into their business. Well, she was getting paid for it. Her methods were perhaps logical. It was her <em>job</em>. Quieting his musings, he hadn’t expected a person like <em>her</em> to be interested in any invention he could create.<br><br>Hector finally turned his head to regard the Asian woman, his goggles emitting an adjustable buzz.<br><br>“What does a guidance counselor know about radiology? I hadn’t expected a pupil of the social sciences to be interested in…I’ll put it simply, ‘things she wouldn’t understand.’ However, I will take you up on your offer to be my guinea pig when the device is finished. I assure you that it will be a success. With my intellect, failure is a mistake comparable to forgetting how to sleep.”<br><br>He turned his attention back to his notepad, continuing his doodle that had a border of several formulas and calculations that to one that hadn’t understood may have looked like Greek.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 03:19:05</strong>
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				(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br><br>Name: Molly Barker<br>Nom De Guerre: None<br>Position/Grade: junior<br>Location: well at the back<br>Tagging: No one<br><br>Molly studied this woman in front of her trying to follow her accent, not that it was too difficult, she had come in contact with a few dialects in her time and even a number of languages. Always being unsure of people, and guarded against them, the slight slim girl very cautiously nodded to the far more lively and confident student in front of her. “At the b…back yes…yes at the back.” Her eyes continued to flick towards her bags. Well as much of them that could be seen from behind that beautiful long black hair. She seemed to stammer slightly but that was more than likely nerves.<br><br>Again as she moved right to the back with her rather tatty bags Molly appeared to fade a little again, or rather just be almost forgettable, someone unimportant and so easily over looked. “They t…take your things you know.” Molly whispered, “They think its funny, all the good st…st uff. “ Clutching her chess board her back was soon at the wall.<br><br>Perhaps this girl had never had the joys of care homes and the term care was used loosely.&nbsp; As it was Molly was likely very much institutionalised, it was easy to see if one knew the signs. The more poeple arrived the more nervous she became.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 03:35:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone<br><br>Cristina could not really understand the events that were happening in front of her.&nbsp; It was as if the black haired girl seemed to go away and out of existance and this puzzled her very intently.&nbsp; Looking around, she did not hear the whispers that Molly spoke.&nbsp; Cristina did not have any super hearing at all but it seemed to her that forgetting about the black haired girl caused the depression inside of her to sink in once again.&nbsp; It felt like a link had been broken and the nervous, shy girl that was Cristina just when she arrived inside of the auditoriom returned to the forefront.&nbsp; Looking around very nervously, she started to look for a place to sit while hoping that she could recognize someone inside of this vast auditorium.&nbsp; Someone, anyone... that was what she was hoping to find and get that reconnection of a link that she had no idea about.<br><br>The link that she had with someone seemed to help her to feel more confident and more open to conversation.&nbsp; That much of the link she knew about and it seemed that even though she was shy at the moment, someone eventually would come in and make things better.&nbsp; This she was very certain of but who... who did she know?&nbsp; Not anyone in particular at this very moment as her search began to find some student that she could feel comfortable around.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miss Lilly</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 03:58:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.bbsize.com/images/profile/chloe-marshall-233x300.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe Masters<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;One of the front rows, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Alexi, Nathan, Carter<br><hr><br><em>Carter</em>.&nbsp; Chloe rolled the name around in her head, imagining it linked with hers.&nbsp; She liked the way that sounded.&nbsp; <em>ENOUGH!</em> her inner voice screamed at her.&nbsp; <em>He'd never be interested, so don't go getting your hopes up.&nbsp; Boys like that like girls who look like supermodels, and that's not you, sweetheart.</em>&nbsp; She knew she was prone to crushing on boys who were waaaay out of her league, and she was determined not to start that shit here at Nebula High.&nbsp; The last thing she needed was another broken heart.<br><br><em>"You can relax here. They don't start using the cattle prods until tomorrow."</em><br><br>Alexi's teasing cut through her reverie, bringing Chloe back to the here and now.&nbsp; She noticed that Nathaniel had closed his hand over the small horse, and wondered if she'd missed something while she'd been daydreaming.<br><br>"Cattle prods, huh?&nbsp; I guess being able to teleport will come in handy then?"&nbsp; She grinned at the boys beside her, wondering if it was considered rude to ask them what their powers where.<br><br>A clatter at the back of the hall gave Chloe a reason to look over her shoulder again.&nbsp; She wasn't searching for the source of the noise, instead using the ruckus as cover to catch another glimpse of Carter. Turning back quickly, lest he notice her staring, she tried to keep her thoughts clean.<br><br>"So, boys...when do you think this show will get on the road?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 04:15:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q15/doogieporker/Tyler-Hoechlin-7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Carter Neville<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Nitro <br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe, Nathan, Alexi<br><hr><br>Well, it didn't seem like things were going to start for a few more minutes, and the repeated glances that were coming his way from the buxom brunette in the front row were helping to lighten his dark mood.&nbsp; At her last glance, he winked at her, a slight smirk curling the corner of his lip, and he stood, making his way out of the row he was in and around to the front of the auditorium.&nbsp; He entered the row behind the one where Chloe, Nathan, and Alexi sat chatting, and came up behind them.<br><br>His large hands came to rest on the backs of the chairs that Alexi and Nathan sat in, and he shook them roughly.&nbsp; He grinned, fixing them both with that dark look of his, the one typical of the troublesome teenage ne'er-do-well.&nbsp; He didn't give them a chance to answer Chloe's question, instead nodding to the side for them both to beat it.<br><br>"The show starts whenever you want, sweetheart..." he said, fixing her with his dark eyes and a charming grin.&nbsp; "And I guarantee it's gonna be a helluva lot hotter than the one the principal is gonna put on.&nbsp; What's your name, honey?&nbsp; I'm sure these two have already told you mine."<br><br>He smiled again, a charming smile that spoke of mischief and playfulness, one that he reserved specifically for the ladies.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 05:33:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Ruby-Rose-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Karter Dean<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Tryx<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles: Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nathaniel, Tommy, Carter<br><hr><br>Karter had been trying to see what was going on in curly guy's palm and lo and behold, her turned and caught sight of her. She didn't bother to look away as though she hadn't been doing anything and returned his smile, leaning forward some as he lifted his palm for her to get a decent look. It took a second but she was able to make out the dancing, prancing paper-clip horse and her smile turned into an amused grin. It was certainly a neat trick, though not one she could duplicate due to its nature. <br><br>A few seats over, Tommy had apparently noticed her early seat hopping and decided to speak, <em>"Hey, Karter.”</em><br><br>She turned, her attention from the paper-clip horse for a brief second to glance at Tommy. <strong>“Hiya, handsome!”</strong> Her grin remained in place as she greeted him, though her eyes were soon sliding back toward Nathaniel's display. She wasn't trying to ignore him or be rude, and indeed she heard him ask how she'd been, but before she could even think to reply the doors to the auditorium burst open with unnecessarily force, the accompanying sound making her jump some and rub at her ears. Somehow she didn't even have to wonder what the cause of the disturbance was. A quick look back confirmed it, and she returned Carter's nod with a cheeky grin. In her opinion, he was quite fun, and it was always good to have someone about who drew more adult attention than she did.<br><br><em>"Um, sorry.&nbsp; I was saying --"</em> Karter turned back to Tommy, still clearly amused as she took in his sheepish smile. <em>"Sorry.&nbsp; I was about to ask 'How's tricks?' but I'm guessing you're not in the mood for shitty unintentional puns."</em><br><br>Snorting in a rather unladylike manner—no one would generally accuse Karter of being one of those in the first place—she shook her head, sending her cropped locks sliding into her face again. <strong>“Nice try tho. I'm doin' just fine and dandy. Pretty much not looking forward to anything school related and more than ready to plot an escape. You know, the usual.”</strong> Her tone might have given the impression she was joking but she was actually serious. While she didn't hate Nebula High in and of itself, she hated that she'd been ordered here and was poked at regularly like some lab rat all because her mother had signed up for some mad scientist guinea pig job. <br><br>Slipping free of the negative thoughts before they could take hold and ruin her mood, Karter pushed her hair from her eyes and grinned. <strong>“But how about you? How was your summer? Anything exciting happen? I don't have any clever puns to offer you, sorry.”</strong> Her tongue poked out some as she teased him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 17:26:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/DanielJefferson.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nathaniel Jackson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Black Flag<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alexi, Chloe, &amp; Carter<br><hr><br>Slouching in his seat between Alexi and Chloe Nathan is not nearly as excited about being back at school as he was when he had first entered the auditorium. Knowing that the most beautiful girl in the place is instantly attracted to somebody else will do that to anybody especially one who sees himself as never being anybody’s first choice. <em>It’s just not fair a girl has never looked at me like that and probably never will.</em> He is even very tempted to excuse himself and find a different seat. He does kind of snicker at Alexi’s joke about cattle prods thouigh. When Chloe mentions that it is good that she can teleport though he gives her a curious look, he would really like to see her do that. The thought has peeked his own interest in further developing his own power maybe if he can observe how she does it he can figure out how to use his telekinesis to duplicate it. He begins to contemplate the possibilities as he knows that electrons in atoms can change their orbits around the nucleus without passing through the space between. He would really like to see if he can somehow force that to work on a much larger scale like Chloe can do according to what she has said.<br><br>At Chloe’s last question Nathan is still thinking about her ability to teleport and figures that Alexi could answer that question. Suddenly his thoughts are interrupted by his seat being shaken roughly from behind. He turns to look and groans when his eyes fall on Carter. He sees the look on the taller boys face and notes the nod of his head. Nathan is clearly being told to get lost. He may be shy and insecure but he is not a coward or easily intimidated and a sure way of getting him to not do something is to order him to do it. So in response to the clear attempt at bullying he sets up straighter and makes a show of snuggling tighter into the seat. ”Why don’t you just go back to your seat in the back, Carter. One would think that with speed like yours if you wanted to set up front you could have gotten here sooner and not try to take somebody else’s seat.” Nathan turns back towards the front and apparently ignores Carter further. However he focuses his attention to the molecules of the metal frame of his and Alexi’s seats where Carter’s hands are. It is very easy to cause the natural movement of the molecules to speed up which of course results in the metal heating up rapidly.<br><br>Nathan looks over to Chloe giving her a questioning look silently asking her if Carter really is the kind of guy she wants. He then turns to face Alexi and goes back to one of his comments. ”Control of power is not the issue, but rather control of emotions and selfish impulses. Something I still struggle with sometimes myself.” Although he is trying to be polite and pleasant with the blonde guy next to him there is more than a hint of anger in his voice and to the expression on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 18:24:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii28/ambrosia_kisses/Sets/20100619_kitagawakeiko.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zhang Yue Zhilan<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Whisper<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> School Guidance Counselor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hector<br><hr><br>"<em>Ah ha</em>", she told herself mentally, "<em>He finally turned!</em>" And for some reason, that felt like a small accomplishment, especially when today was just the first day. Perhaps she was getting through him in a way, but she knew she should not keep her hopes too high. And she was almost right.<br><br>"<strong><em>What does a guidance counselor know about radiology?</em></strong>"<br><br>That first sentence of his made her left eyebrow twitch slightly as she felt herself slightly annoyed and then her smile slipped a notch. She may not know much about the the field he so indulge himself into, but she may at least would know some things. Well, he was trying to make a contraption that would almost mimic her super ability, after all.<br><br>"<em><strong>I hadn’t expected a pupil of the social sciences to be interested in…I’ll put it simply, ‘things she wouldn’t understand.’ However, I will take you up on your offer to be my guinea pig when the device is finished. I assure you that it will be a success. With my intellect, failure is a mistake comparable to forgetting how to sleep.</strong></em>"<br><br>Yue then heaved out a gentle sigh as he continued to speak and tilted her head gently at him. "Despite of what I had studied in my field? It does not mean that I do not have any other interest, especially when it comes to what you study. I find it rather fascinating, and also, especially when we are surrounded by what you would call as 'specimens' in that manner. One would have to wonder on the cause and then the granting of the abilities that we have," she answered to him casually, despite his attentions had move to his notepad again. Adjusting her glasses over the bridge of her nose again, she watched him as she continued with his doodling and writing equations.<br><br>"Also, it would be best that you refer to people who actually are willing to help you as 'volunteers' rather than 'guinea pigs'. It does not really sound reassuring when you mention that way, you know?" With that, she then turned her head away to focus on the students who were now filling up the auditorium.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 19:00:25</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Donel “Hector” Thompson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: The Engineer<br><strong>Position</strong>: Instructor of Super Science and Technology<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Zhang<br><br><br>Hector may have been no longer gazing at Ms. Zhilan, but he listened as she reiterated her interest in his work. For her to go as far as to try and argue with him, he was convinced that she wasn’t trying pull his leg. He flipped the page over to continue writing his thoughts in silence. Volunteer may have been the clinical psychologist and politically correct term for it, but being a scientist, he felt that she was either a sample; guinea pig; or independent variable. He had no further words for Ms. Zhilan as he began wandering how long the principal was going to take. He had more important matters to attend to in his schedule (such as his antennae and ape).
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 19:17:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Yvette Halls<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Ion<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone?<br><hr><br>Standing outside the large doors of the auditorium, she knew this would be the right place. With the unmistakable sounds of students chattering behind the door and such, she concluded that quickly. Pushing one of the double doors open to let herself in, a petite figure entered into the halls and even how she tried to hide her light hair and even partially her face beneath a large hood of her white hoodie. With her light blue eyes, she looked at the great ocean of students and even the teaching staff seated at the stage. She did spotted some interesting faces, though one particular bad-boy student hitting on a girl, who she perceived as totally gullible if she was interested in such a guy. The girl rolled her eyes as she then proceeded to the middle rows, seeing that the back rows were filling up and even the front rows for that matter.<br><br>As she moved to an empty seat though making sure that no other students were sitting at range of her chosen seat, she had noticed a group of students at the back rows as they fiddled with their game consoles. Arching an eyebrow at this, she figured it could be that the battery inside the consoles had died out. Feeling slight empathy for those guys, she then snapped her thumb and middle finger together softly. Static electricity soon was generated in her hands and she somehow manipulate for the energy to be sent to their direction, and she watched with slight smirk on her lips as the gadgets within their hands suddenly flare into life, and was playable again.<br><br>Feeling sort of proud of herself, she plopped herself into the the seat and brought out her own portable game console from one of the large pockets of her khaki pants. Turning it on and turning the volume down to the lowest, she then proceeded to play the game she was so absorbed into on the console; her light blue eyes transfixed onto the screen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 19:21:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/3867/claudialynxnovember2011.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Lara Avery<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Tempest well if you ask her some students have other names for her<br><strong>Position</strong>: Student<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:Anyone, Cristina, Molly<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: first day (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=44342316)<br><br>Lara looked up from her seat, all the people around her bustling and being all to busy and excited about the new year. The truth was part of her was too, she was ready to start learning to control the storm that whirled around inside of her. She could summon a storm that could take out this building, but in the end she'd probably loss control of it. Plus the fact that her emotions played such a big part in her powers. Lara knew she still had a long way to go, but she also had a lot of people back her up. Jack for one, he was a pain in the ass but he was her Uncle and had raised her. Hell she was practically raised by Sentinels, all the ones close to her mother visiting and watching the small child grew. Though part of her felt like she was always being watched as well, like they were worried part of her was darker then the would like to admit. <br><br>Shaking her head clearing it of what ever worries she had at the moment. Lara wasn't one to linger on the bad in life, she hated the woe is me game. And tried to embrace what life gave her, even if there were times where it royally SUCKED. As she looked around Lara spotted two rather nervous looking girls talk for a moment and then part ways. Then again neither looked rather happy about what was happening. more like lost lambs. Taking a breath Lara rubbed her eyes, she leaned up and stood enough to call out to Cristina"hey Red..." she called out to Cristina before she got to far away, remembering she had called her that when she had seen her last year. When the girl looked over to her Lara waved her back, "Cristina right...come here." she smiled lightly and turned to the girl Cristina had been talking to. "Hey mouse..." she teased lightly, the girl looked a shaking mouse ready to scamper off at any moment. Hoping she wouldn't be mad at lara for calling her that. It was a habit she had picked up from Jack. He gave everyone a damned nick name, "Come have a seat, bring your stuff. It's ok....promise. Names Lara, yours is?" she asked Molly not knowing her name currently. Looking back briefly smiling at Cristina as she walked back up towards her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 19:35:04</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Austin “Oz” Darcy<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Brute<br><strong>Position/Grade</strong>: Returning Student/Junior<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Student Body<br><br><br>No one had noticed the white cockatiel waddling across the podium toward the microphone. He had a yellow crest and orange circular cheeks. His black, bead-like eyes were upon the microphone as he stretched his neck and parted his pink beak.<br><br><strong>All right, settle down students,</strong> the bird was doing its best impersonation of Principal Neutron’s voice. <br><br>It seemed the students had actually fallen quiet for a few seconds until they noticed the bird on the podium and began snickering.<br><br><strong>I’ve taken up a lot of your time, but not enough. I still must go over my reiteration of last year’s speech. I spilt coffee on it this morning.</strong><br><br>The cockatiel raised its talon, uttering a cough as it supposedly cleared its throat.<br><br><em>I’ve paid my dues…time after time…I’ve done my sentence…but committed no crime…and bad mistakes…I’ve made a few…I’ve had my share of sand kicked in my face, but I’ve come throu~gh~! And we meant to go on and on and on and on! Everybody!</em><br><br>A good portion of the student body joined in with amused grins on their faces, knowing the song.<br><br><span style="font-family: arial black;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">We are the champions, my friends…</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 19:55:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lara, Molly, Anyone else<br><br>Cristina was still feeling very depressed and nervous as she was just starting to walk down the aisle.&nbsp; She just had a feeling that someone would recognize her and remember her from somewhere.&nbsp; She was not sure who it would be but now, she finally heard a very familiar voice calling out to her in a nickname that she could not ever forget.<br><br>"hey Red..." <br><br>The voice made her jump for a second with a startling glee.&nbsp; The happiness swarmed over her body so much that she inadvertantly let out a small microwave blast onto the floor and yet again, she did not realize that she did just that.&nbsp; If anyone would have looked down later on, it would be a black burn mark on the rug that had a circle of around six inches and go downwards for another two inches like a crater.&nbsp; Turning back around, she seen the familiar face of Lara and a wide smile came across her face.&nbsp; She was about to respond when she heard Lara speaking once again.<br><br>"Cristina right...come here."<br><br>The smile that Lara showed was proof that things were starting to get better after all.&nbsp; She started to gleefully walk up towards Lara when she heard a mention of a mouse of some sort and not harming her.&nbsp; <em>Mouse?&nbsp; Nad haa'ming her... oh bloody hell!&nbsp; Now Ah 'ememba!</em>&nbsp; She thought to herself as she looked back towards the black haired figure that she was talking to just a couple of minutes ago for just a slight second before turning back towards Lara.&nbsp; <strong>"G'Day, Lara!&nbsp; Ids so good ta see ya agaain!&nbsp; Ya have nad changed one bit!&nbsp; How was tha summa?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked happily as she sat down next to Lara.&nbsp; <strong>"Hope thad tha wo'ld been treatin' ya kindly... has it, mate?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked as she looked back at Molly once again.<br><br><strong>"Come on ova an join tha pardy, mate.&nbsp; Ah said ta ya before and Ah'll say it agaain, we aw na going ta haa'm ya.&nbsp; Cwoss me heart and throw me on tha barbie if Ah don't."</strong>&nbsp; She said, genuinely smiling for the first time in a very long time while hoping that the skittsh Molly just might have the courage to come on over towards the two girls who (Cristina hoped) were reconnecting once again.&nbsp; To Cristina, it was feeling like a bond was reforming and to her, that was more than she could ever want at this very moment in time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 21:24:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Rayve13/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Alexi Reynolds</strong><br><strong>Nom de Guerre: Titan</strong><br><strong>Position/Grade: Student/Senior</strong><br><strong>Location: Hall of Oracles: Auditorium</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Chloe, Nathan, Karter, Tommy</strong><br>_________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>Chloe's more relaxed attitude, even if it's only partial, brings yet another smile to Alexi's face. It's always nice to help someone feel better about their situation...there were so many other people and things trying to tear everyone down, after all. He's about to answer her question when the chair moves suddenly behind him, rattled as though by a passing train. He moves a bit, already sure of who it is without bothering to look. <em>Some people just can't help themselves.</em> he thinks to himself. The rattling didn't really affect him particularly, but the feeling he got from Nathan, the waves of irritation coming from him, set him off more than anything. Of course Carter couldn't simply use his powers to be impressive. Now he had to try and bring someone else down to make himself look better.<br>He scowls for a moment, but Nathaniel is already speaking up, settling into his chair with a look of focus that already looked familiar. He holds off on commenting, not wanting to steal Nathan's thunder. His body language makes it clear that he's not planning on leaving any time soon.<br><br>He chooses instead to respond to the other man's comments, leaving Chloe to decide for herself about continuing with Carter or not. "I would have to think emotional balance would have an effect on things like that...," he begins, but the principal's voice cuts him off. He looks to the stage, wondering when Neutron had arrived, only to see a small bird there instead, speaking in an almost flawless reproduction of the principal's voice. His smile comes back, along with a quick gasp of laughter, as the bird begins to sing. Like so many of the others he joins in, though his voice isn't going to win him any prizes any time soon. Still, this is a much more entertaining start to the year than a speech, he had to admit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 00:47:23</strong>
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				(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br><br>Name: Molly Barker<br>Nom De Guerre: None<br>Position/Grade: junior<br>Location: well at the back<br>Tagging: Cristina and Lara anyone<br><br>Molly had remained sitting on her tattered case, and clutching her plastic bag of ‘things and clothes’ and the all too precious chess set. Some how the girl was almost reminiscent of a war time evacuee and likely the fear she had was not so different from the fear that they had felt at the time. She almost curled up upon the case trying to make herself smaller, the more people that came in the smaller the girl tried to appear. At one point she even inadvertently moved to another shadow with her things not even meaning too.<br><br>Watching Cristina get greeted by another student almost made Molly feel jealous not vindictively so but because it so rarely happened if ever to her. The fact she was so quiet and now ‘forgettable’ did not really help matters.<br><br>She briefly turned her eyes upward when the two girls invited her towards them. The term ‘mouse’ was really no insult she had been called far worse before now. Taking a breath and stilling herself by checking the shadows as a just in case mode should they decide to play an o’ so funny prank. However Molly did approach still hiding behind her long hair.<br><br>“Molly…Molly B…barker.” The girl quietly offered her name. Her eyes looked towards the back it had felt so much safer there.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miss Lilly</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 02:34:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.racecar.co.uk/uploads/rcnewsimages/chloe2010.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe Masters<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;One of the front rows, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Alexi, Nathan, Carter<br><hr><br>Before either boy had a chance to answer her question, both their chairs began to shake, seemingly of their own accord.&nbsp; Chloe jumped in surprise, not realising straight away that they weren't being manipulated by someone exercising their power, but instead by Carter, in what she could only assume was his idea of a joke.&nbsp; Looking up at him just in time to catch the sidewise flick of his head, she blushed.&nbsp; He didn't really want to sit with her, did he?&nbsp; Things like that just didn't happen!&nbsp; Not to her, anyway.&nbsp; Oh, wait...he could probably read her mind, or sense her emotions, or something similar, and decided to mess with her because of what she had just been thinking.<br><br><em>"The show starts whenever you want, sweetheart.&nbsp; And I guarantee it's gonna be a helluva lot hotter than the one the principal is gonna put on.&nbsp; What's your name, honey?&nbsp; I'm sure these two have already told you mine."</em><br><br>Despite blushing deeper, Chloe was vaguely incensed.&nbsp; Who the hell did he think he was, coming over here and trying to terrorise students who were obviously younger than him?&nbsp; And the arrogance to assume that they'd been talking about him!&nbsp; And did he really think that cutesy grin was going to work on her?&nbsp; Puhlease!&nbsp; Ignoring the fact that his smile was indeed having an affect on her body, she was about to give him a piece of her mind when Nathan beat her to it.<br><br><em>”Why don’t you just go back to your seat in the back, Carter. One would think that with speed like yours if you wanted to set up front you could have gotten here sooner and not try to take somebody else’s seat.”</em><br><br><em>Nice comeback, Nathan,</em> Chloe thought to herself.&nbsp; She had fully expected the younger, shier boy to scurry away at Carter's intimidation, and was pleased for him that he didn't.&nbsp; Fairly sure that he had said all he was going to say, Chloe stood and turned her full attention to Carter.&nbsp; Lordy, he was good looking, but where did he get off acting like a jerk?<br><br>"Actually," she began, her voice dripping with contempt.&nbsp; "I have no idea <strong>who</strong> you are, <em>sweetheart</em>."&nbsp; She almost spat the term of endearment back at him.&nbsp; "And where do you get off thinking you can come over here, interupt our conversation, and try to intimidate people into giving up their seats, just because you've decided that you're bored silly sitting at the back?&nbsp; You're nothing but a bully!"<br><br>The unfamiliar, yet obviously authoritative voice suddenly booming out of the speakers gave Chloe pause.&nbsp; She whipped her head back towards the stage, not wanting the Principal to catch her not paying attention to his first speech of the year.&nbsp; She scanned the podium for him, wondering if perhaps he had the ability to throw his voice from somewhere else.&nbsp; Going to a school where almost anything was possible was turning into a challenge...and strictly speaking, school hadn't even started yet!&nbsp; It wasn't until the voice began cracking jokes that she noticed the sulfur-crested cockatoo speaking into the microphone.&nbsp; Despite her flash of anger at Carter, she couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else.<br><br>When most of the auditorium burst into a bad rendition of Queen's <em>We Are The Champions</em>, Chloe turned back towards the dark headed Senior.&nbsp; "I'm Chloe, if you really must know," she said in a somewhat softer tone, before turning her back on him and resuming her seat.&nbsp; As far as she was concerned, the conversation was over.&nbsp; Not caring if he was still there, she leaned closer to Nathan and Alexi.<br><br>"What a jerk!"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 03:23:50</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/CaptainIndestructible.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jake Stansz<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Captain Indestructible<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Gym Teacher / Football Coach<br><strong>Location:</strong> Assembly Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Carter, Hector, Zhang, Austin<br><hr><br>Captain Indestructible had been standing leaned against the far wall behind the tables that the staff sat at, watching the proceedings in his civilian clothing.&nbsp; There certainly were quite a few more students this year than there had been in the past from what he had been told.&nbsp; A lot of new faces were rounding out the student population.&nbsp; He watched as students began to mingle as they waited for the Principal to arrive.&nbsp; He knew it would be another few minutes before Neutron came out and gave his rousing speech.&nbsp; In the meantime, he would be vigilant for- he stopped, cocking his head as the windows shook and glancing at the door.&nbsp; Sure enough it burst dramatically open a moment later and trouble walked in... trouble with the name of Carter.&nbsp; He sighed a touch and shook his head, pushing off from the wall and walking to stand beside the podium as he looked to Carter with a stern look on his face.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Carter!&nbsp; I've told you before... slow down on campus!&nbsp; You want to run, that's what the woods or the track is for."</strong><br><br>He turned to note the seated teacher and councilor nearby with a nod.&nbsp; Hector he had never really gotten on with too well.&nbsp; He reminded him a lot of one of those creepy nerds who brought a gun to school one day and killed a dozen people.&nbsp; He had tried talking to him in the past, but it usually ended with Hector talking down to him and brushing him off, all the while making the Captain feel dumb on some level.&nbsp; He wasn't the most personable person, that was for certain.&nbsp; Now Zhang on the other hand, she was the opposite&nbsp; She was always a pleasure to talk to and look at.&nbsp; He offered a polite nod to Hector and a slightly flirty smile to Zhang.&nbsp; <br><br>He was about to walk over and talk to her when the sound of Albert's voice was heard from the podium.&nbsp; He turned, expecting to see the Principal and instead saw a bird... looked like a parrot to him.&nbsp; He blinked, not really sure what was going on until the bird continued to speak and started to sing.&nbsp; He knew who it was at that point.&nbsp; He smirked and as the other students started to sing along, he shook his head and moved to the podium.<br><br><strong>"That's quite enough of that, Polly.&nbsp; Go on, take your seat.&nbsp; The real Principal will be out in a minute."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 04:35:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q15/doogieporker/Tyler-Hoechlin-7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Carter Neville<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Nitro<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe, Alexi, Nathan<br><hr><br>Carter had glanced briefly at Captain Indestructable at his words, and briefly thought to put the man's name to the test.&nbsp; He let it go though, and had approached Chloe instead, where he'd made his presence known.&nbsp; At Nathan's words, Carter couldn't help but laugh, and he gave Alexi a look at his sarcastic remark.&nbsp; It was easy to feel the metal begin to heat, the tiny, nearly imperceptible vibrations as obvious to the speedster as thick smoke on the wind.&nbsp; It would've been child's play to reverse the vibrations, or to increase them even faster than Nathan could possibly hope to do.<br><br>But instead, he merely laughed and ran a super-speed hand over the top of Nathan's already mussed hair.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'll pay more attention to what you have to say, paperclip boy, when you can start throwing cars around.&nbsp; Until then, you just worry about your emo impulses in quiet.&nbsp; Nobody wants to hear you whining."<br><br>He straightened, meeting Chloe's gaze, and he smirked again.&nbsp; At her condemning words, he grinned, and moved a hand out, his fingertips brushing her cheek briefly before his hand went back to his side.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're cute when you're angry, Chloe..." he said, turning to move back to his seat.&nbsp; "Too bad I can't see you smile when you're mad."
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 04:42:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/3867/claudialynxnovember2011.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Lara Avery<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Tempest well if you ask her some students have other names for her<br><strong>Position</strong>: Student<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:Anyone, Cristina, Molly<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: first day (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=44342316)<br><br>Lara looked to both girls and sat back in her seat patting the chairs on either side of her. "Come girls have a seat, looks like something is about to start." she said with a soft smile. Pulling out a couple of lolli pops and holding one out to each of them. "Come on, who turns down a cute stranger with candy?" she teased lightly nodding when she heard the nervous girls name. "Well as said this is Cristina, and I'm Lara. Come have a seat, promise I wont let anyone mess with you. It's a pleasure to meet you Molly Barker." she said looking to the mousy girl waiting for her to sit. <br><br>Smiling to Cristina she nodded, "Summer was good, busy but good. Hung out traveled a bit, hit some interesting sites. Bugged Alexi and spent time with my Uncle. So all in all it was a good time. And yeah....good to see you too. Hope your summer was good too." she said with a genuine smile. About to speak again but stopped as the bird came up, Lara raised an eyebrow and laughed lightly. 'Ah hell the birds running the joint now." she thought for a moment as the student body sang with him. "On second thought this could be fun." she spoke loud enough for them to hear but not to bother anyone around them. <br><br>"Aww, I though we were gonna have a fun principal this year." lara mused lightly as the bird was shooed off the podium. Laughing lightly as she sat back in her seat waiting for the real announcements to start. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 04:57:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lara, Molly<br><br>Cristina took her seat away from the aisle while letting Molly take the seat that was right next to the aisle.&nbsp; There was one thing that she figured out, that it was Molly would have wanted some sort of escape if she needed to... in other words, Cristina was starting to learn what Molly would feel comfortable with.&nbsp; She sensed that the need to escape was sort of a comfort zone for her new friend and if molly wanted to escape, she was not going to stop her from leaving.&nbsp; Sure she would feel a little depressed with losing a link that she had no idea about but she was considerate to say the least.<br><br>Hearing lara's explanation about the summer and about Alexi made her giggle just a bit.&nbsp; She was just about to say something when she noticed the bird on the perch.&nbsp; At first, she was thinking that this was actually the principal but when she heard Queen's "We Are The Champions" and most of the student body singing up front, she could not help but to laugh.&nbsp; <strong>"That mate is so daft!&nbsp; Only he could pull off such a crazy stun' like that.&nbsp; Don' ya think, mates?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked, still laughing while waiting for the major announcement from the Principal yet to come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 05:35:23</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Austin “Oz” Darcy (went from Cockatiel to Bloodhound)<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Chimera<br><strong>Position/Grade</strong>: Returning Student/Junior<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: All player’s characters (mentioned) Cristina, Lara, and Molly.<br><br>The cockatiel stopped singing to gaze back at Captain Indestructible. His yellow crest went erect like a spring onion and he stuck his tongue out at the instructor before he turned to spread his white wings. What a party-pooper! The bird fluttered into the air, sailing over the heads of the students and out the gaping doors Carter had left open. He had to go change—literally!<br><br>Outside, there was a black bag tucked into the corner behind the door. The cockatiel landed gracefully upon the floor before it swelled in a brown, furry, wrinkly hound dog. The bloodhound sniffed the bag, tucking one forepaw between the straps, and then the other before the bag was against his chest. He wasn’t sure how much time he’d have to run to the Boy’s room, so he instead walked into the auditorium, tail wagging and jowls hanging. He began scoping out some of the new meat that had joined the school and faces he hadn’t recognized—girl faces.<br><br>The dog was on the hunt, hoping his sweet and touching face would have him wrapped in the embraces of sexy women. The bloodhound had noticed a new girl (Chloe) sitting among Alexi, and that shy kid Nathan. He had never met Nathan, but he sure learned about him quick. He was one of the kids negatively talked about. Carter was hanging around them too, trying to hit up the new girl, but it looked like he had taken rejection to the face. Ouch!<br><br>With tongue lolling, the bloodhound gazed at Carter as he walked back to his seat. His brown-sugar eyes twinkled sweetly until his jowls rolled back, revealing an insensitive and amused grin—BURN! Nothing like seeing a bully getting what he deserves. Rejection from a fine woman seemed worse than a furry foot up his ass.<br><br>His lovable face glanced to a girl with short-hair talking with that lucky kid, Tommy. She was pretty and had a unique style he could respect. So far his search has been: cockfest, not so much a cockfest, and…Ah ha! There, three, beautiful ladies all alone with no cockblockers to ruin his game. It was time for Beauty to meet Beast.<br><br>The bloodhound turned and started between the seats, causing a few students to lift their legs as he charged through without so much as an “Excuse me.” Once he reached: Lara, Molly, and Cristina, Austin secretly lowered his back and pushed it with his paw beneath Molly’s seat before he put on his cutest act: the curious puppy. He set his heart-warming gaze (http://a-z-animals.com/media/animals/images/470x370/bloodhound2.jpg) upon Cristina, then Molly and Lara. All he needed was one invitation. One of the girls to fall for his adorableness before they all came down like dominos. Then he would be engrossed in affection.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 12:25:21</strong>
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				(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br><br>Name: Molly Barker<br>Nom De Guerre: None<br>Position/Grade: junior<br>Location: in a chair and then in a shadow at the back.<br>Tagging: Cristina Lara and the ‘scary’ dog.<br><br>Molly continued to hide behind her hair, which was quite a shame really as she was indeed a rather attractive girl. She was pleased that these two girls were being so accepting and friendly. She mumbled a little trying to keep her ‘things’ close by, wondering at the present time if these girls were just being nice to go in for the kill later. She did think that they were genuine and certainly hoped so as they seemed nice, however Molly did wonder why they might want to speak to her, and she remained guarded at least for now.<br><br>It was kind though of Cristina to find an aisle seat for her though, very kind indeed, too many people did certainly rather upset Molly and set her more on edge. <br><br>Then just to add more to her discomfort the dog turned up.<br><br>Unfortunately with that bloodhound nose he could get that scent of old clothes, most likely of the second hand and charity shop variety. However that was not really the shock, if one indeed could be shocked in a place like this. The dog though cute, though lovely actually rather frightened her, even with those lovely brown eyes caused a reation.<br><br>Suddenly Molly was gone, and her chair fell clattering to the floor almost mirroring the incident with the chess board earlier. She found herself in the shadows leaving only a white pawn and a black king behind. This was so embarrassing…she knew that likely this could only spoil any chance she had at school, and making any sort of relationship.<br><br>As quietly as possible Molly tried to make her way back to her chair, her face was burning red with humiliation and shame.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 13:25:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/3867/claudialynxnovember2011.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Lara Avery<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Tempest well if you ask her some students have other names for her<br><strong>Position</strong>: Student<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:Anyone, Cristina, Molly, cute dog<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: first day (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=44342316)<br><br>Lara leaned back in her seat putting her feet back up on the chair in front of her. She laughed lightly as Cristina spoke about the bird having a bit of fun. "Yeah, guess we know who the class clown is going to be this year." she said just as a hound dog show up. But then Molly reacted to him showing up and jumped up before Lara could say a word. She sighed lightly but let the girl run, when she was ready Molly would talk more. Lara would try and talk to her again later. "guess you shocked her Hun." &nbsp;<br><br>Looking down at him she raised an eyebrow and smiled, "A backpack, hmmm" she licked on her lolli pop and shook her head, "Well hello cutey, guess you've come to distract us after that little show?" she asked with a short smirk. Reaching down one of her hands she pet the dog behind the ears, "You know I don't know if I should be ok with this or call you a cheeky bugger." Lara figured that there was something up with the mutt, after all when did you see a dog wearing a backpack? Either way he was kind of cute so she pet him none the less.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 14:28:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lara, Molly, the cute dog<br><br>Seeing the dog showing up Cristina's eyes were filled with happiness but just at the same time, she noticed Molly vanishing out of her chair like the shadows had grabbed her&nbsp; and hid her away once again.&nbsp; She was a little miffed at the dog but how could she resist him?&nbsp; She looked back at Lara when she noticed her comments and slightly giggled.<br><br><strong>"Ah'd say he's a cute but cheeky bugga."</strong>&nbsp; She mentioned to Lara as she then reached down and petted the dog on his back very gently.&nbsp; <strong>"Very playful this mate is, ain' ya, bugga."</strong>&nbsp; She mentioned to the dog, having no idea that this dog could probably understand every word that he was hearing from both of the girls. <strong>"Ya know, mate?&nbsp; He may be los' and can' find his way home.&nbsp; Should we take him to tha shelder and ge' him looked at?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked Lara playfully while winking at her, having an idea that this was not an ordinary dog at all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 15:27:14</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Yvette Halls<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Ion<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone, mentioned Austin, Carter, Chloe<br><hr><br>Despite her being immersed with the game she was playing, she did perked her head up and paused the game for a moment when she heard an elderly voice speaking through the microphone at the podium. Raising her head and pushing back a lock of her light hair from her blue eyes, she looked at the podium and narrowed her eyes slightly. Was that a bird she was seeing, and even more a cockatiel, was it? Arching a slender eyebrow, she then spoke out softly with a ".. the hell?"<br><br>The bird then started to sing a familiar song, and then a good number of the students present then begin to sing along. She already could figure that it must be one of the older students who had a special ability to morph into animals at this point. Yvette rolled her eyes slightly at this but could not hold back a slight smirk, even when the bird was shooed away gently by one of the staff and she watched curiously as the bird flown away through the door. One thing was for sure; this academy seemed to be quite fun and she felt she could probably get used to the life here.<br><br>Though at the corner of her eyes, she had noticed the bad-boy student moving to the seat at the back when he was obviously rejected by the girl he saw earlier. For that, she had to give a sort of respect to the girl for not complying to him. Her attention was then deviated when her blue eyes spotted a dog making its way through the seats and tilted her head slightly at this, wondering whether it was the same student who transformed into that bird earlier. <br><br>"... Heh, using that puppy look to lure in girls. Classic, I guess." She muttered to herself, though with slight sarcasm within her voice and once again, let herself be immersed in her game as she unpaused the console.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 20:42:30</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Austin “Oz” Darcy (bloodhound to crocodile)<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Chimera<br><strong>Position/Grade</strong>: Returning Student/Junior<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Cristina, Lara, Molly (if she returned in time), and Robert.<br><br><br>Austin hadn’t expected to scare Molly. She had leapt out of her chair so quick that he feared she had a dog phobia. Gazing at the chess pieces she left behind in her chair, he then turned his attention to Cristina and Lara, having turned his head quickly to get his jowls and floppy ears swaying.<br><br><strong>A backpack, hmmm…</strong> (<em>Lara</em>)<br><br>Damn that girl was observant and he thought that he had hid it pretty well. Because Molly had fled, it was no longer obscured. The dark-haired beauty still decided to pat him. He felt her nails raking behind his ears and he rested his big head in her lap, closing his eyes as she scratched him. Next was the red-head’s hand gliding along his back. They had been reeled in. With Molly having run, he could estimate that the cute puppy act worked 95% of the time.<br><br><strong>Ya know, mate?&nbsp; He may be los' and can' find his way home.&nbsp; Should we take him to tha shelder and ge' him looked at?</strong> (<em>Cristina</em>)<br><br>The bloodhound raised his head, his ears lifting a little in surprise when Cristina made that frightful suggestion. Next they’d want to do is get him neutered. It was all fun. His tail was wagging all over the place, slapping against the back of chairs. Dogs couldn’t control it, and it didn’t seem like he could either.<br><br>“Woah, hey now, ah can assure you that ah’m one of the healthiest dogs ‘round these parts,” the bloodhound spoke. “Only thang you’d catch from me is…<em>love</em>.” He lowered his voice when emphasizing the word, trying to play on a Barry White.<br><br>“‘Guess this cheeky bugger need ta’ go and introduce himself. Mah names Austin or Oz if you don’t feel like sayin’ the whole thang. Yeap, mah power is shapeshiftin’ inta’ big critters and little critters. That cockatiel that was up there was yours truleh. Gotta make these things interestin’. ‘Kinda exasperatin’ listenin’ to ‘em every year. Ah unfortunately haven’t seen you ladies ‘round here. This is a big school, but if ya'll ever need any sort of help with anythin’ you jus’ call Oz.”<br><br>The bloodhound lowered his head to his book bag and all they’d hear was a zip and shuffle before his head rose producing three calling cards. He set the red card with the black three-headed Cerberus on the seat Molly had vacated for when she would return. Overtop of the pictorial was a cell phone number written in gold ink. He then set the other two cards on Lara’s and Cristina’s knees.<br><br>“Don’t be ‘fraid ‘bout callin’ me. Ah assure you ah don’t bite…much. Now if you’ll excuse me, ah needa’ go and find me a seat. Maybe ah’ll see ya’ll ‘round lunch?”<br><br>The dog snagged his back pack between his teeth and went moving through the aisle to search the auditorium for a spot. This always happened when one showed up last.<br><br>The long head of a crocodile (http://ozmagic.homestead.com/AustralianSalwaterCrocodileAttacks/Aust_Crocodile_Attacks_BGRD.jpg) emerged from beneath the chair of one of the teens in the first row (Robert). There had been too many students this year, but Austin didn’t mind kicking back, especially when he could get a good laugh. He always liked seeing how many students he could startle with his powers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 23:19:49</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/RobertHeadshot.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Robert Strauss<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Ultimate<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student / Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Assembly Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> One Big Freaking Lizard (Austin)<br><hr><br>Robert had been kicking back, just chilling for a bit in his seat as he waited for the assembly to begin.&nbsp; He cocked his head a bit as the parrot started singing an old song that he sort of remembered hearing his dad listen to at one point.&nbsp; Regardless, he didn't know the words... and as many of the other students began singing it, he felt a bit embarrassed.&nbsp; Was that a popular song that he should know?&nbsp; It sounded like dinosaur music to him.&nbsp; Ah well.&nbsp; He noted the coach telling Carter to slow down and shooing the bird off the stage.&nbsp; When a hound dog trotted in not long after the bird had flown out the door, he knew that had to be Austin, ever the prankster.&nbsp; Robert chuckled and shook his head... taking out his cell phone, he checked the time.&nbsp; He hoped the Principal was going to be here soon.<br><br>Then suddenly he felt something brush his leg and as he looked down he saw a crocodile... or was it an alligator emerging from under his seat.&nbsp; His eyes widened and he exclaimed.<br><br><strong>"Holy Hell!"</strong><br><br>It took a moment for him to realize that it wasn't a real animal and when he did he felt a bit embarrassed by his reaction.&nbsp; He smirked, his heart slowing back down to normal levels as he shook his head.<br><br><strong>"Austin!&nbsp; Geez, gimme a damn heart attack, why don't you?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 23:44:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Austin “Oz” Darcy (Crocodile)<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Chimera<br><strong>Position/Grade</strong>: Returning Student/Junior<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Robert<br><br><br>The crocodile gave a slow blink of his eyes before he parted his maw and roared with laughter.<br><br>“Dude, yer reaction was the best one yet!” Austin laughed.<br><br>Getting down to business, the corners of the crocodile’s mouth curled with amusement. “Yer sittin’ down here missin’ all the funny. You jus’ missed Carter gettin’ rejected by the new girl sittin’ between Alexi and that Nathan kid. He was so confident he’d score with the pretty missy too.” He swooned. “I jus’ love seein’ justice served. Ah think ah want that girl’s autograph.”<br><br>“Ah was meetin’ some gals in the back—a red head and two dark-haired girls. Ah was usin’ mah cute puppy technique. ‘Gets’em every time except for that one girl. She’s rather skiddish. But any who, ‘nough ‘bout me. Yer a senior now. After this year, yer gonna be a full-fledged super hero fightin’ villains and shit! You scared?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 23:50:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/PrincipalNeutron.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Albert Neutron<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Principal Neutron<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Principal of Nebula High<br><strong>Location:</strong> Assembly Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>The students around Robert had started to freak out... especially the first students who weren't familiar with Austin or his powers.&nbsp; A couple of the girls screamed and shouted 'alligator!', followed by multitudes of students scrambling to get away from that section of the auditorium.&nbsp; It was quickly becoming complete chaos.&nbsp; Then all of the sudden, the panicking students found themselves unable to move, gently prodded to sit down by waves of gravitational force as a voice echoed from the speakers throughout the chamber.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"That is enough.&nbsp; There is no need for alarm.&nbsp; That is not an alligator.&nbsp; That is a student.&nbsp; Mr Darcy, please assume your human form and have a seat."&nbsp; </strong><br><br>A figure stood at the podium, now.&nbsp; An older man, yet obviously possessing a strong force of personality.&nbsp; He wore a grey suit and a black tie, along with glasses.&nbsp; His hair was greying and as he adjusted his glasses, he spoke again... the gravitational force that had gently stopped the panic ceasing.&nbsp; The students could move again and they did... quickly taking their seats again at the command of the man at the podium.<br><br><strong>"I am Principal Neutron.&nbsp; On behalf of myself and the rest of the staff at this fine institute, I would like to welcome you all to Nebula High."</strong><br><br>He paused for effect before continuing.<br><strong><br>"Many of you are new to the school this year.. to you I say you are most welcome here and I hope your school career with us will be productive and fruitful.&nbsp; There are a few things that first year students should know about our school.&nbsp; Nebula High is located at an undisclosed location in Antarctica, kept warm by a massive dome that regulates the environment and allows the sunny sky that you see above you to be seen and felt."</strong><br><br>He motioned to Hector.<br><strong><br>"The dome, as well as most of the school's high technology was made possible by the impressive genius of our own Super Science teacher... 'The Engineer'."</strong><br><br>He offered a smile and a nod to the science teacher before continuing to address the students.<br><strong><br>"Flyers, you are cautioned to stay no more than a couple hundred feet off the ground so that no unfortunate collisions with the roof of the dome occur.&nbsp; You will receive notification if you get within 20 feet of any part of the dome itself.&nbsp; Students are not to get any closer than that if it can be helped."</strong><br><br>He paused and continued after a moment.<br><br><strong>"The town of Nebula is what I am told is the best 'hangout' for students in the area... it has just about everything a town in the outside world would have:&nbsp; A movie theater, mall and various places to get some food, including a McDonalds."</strong><br><br>A lot of the students seemed to like that idea, murmuring amongst themselves for a moment.<br><br><strong>"There will be field trips for students who have earned that privilege several times during the school year.&nbsp; Last year the students got to visit New York City and Seattle for a day, for example."</strong><br><br>He adjusted his glasses again.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Standard high school rules apply on campus.&nbsp; In addition, fighting with one's powers is strictly punished.&nbsp; Three such incidents will result in suspension of no less than one year, depending on the severity of the offense.&nbsp; Other than that... have fun and pay attention to your courses."</strong><br><br>He paused, glancing over to Zhang.<br><br><strong>"Now I believe Miss Zhilan had wished to say a word or two to everyone.&nbsp; After that, we'll call this assembly and send you on your way to your next class.&nbsp; Remember... my door is always open."</strong><br><br>He stepped aside to allow Zhang to step up to the podium.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 01:10:58</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Donel “Hector” Thompson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: The Engineer<br><strong>Position</strong>: Instructor of Super Science and Technology<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Zhang, Principal Neutron, and Austin (mentioned)<br><br><br>Hector paused in his scribbling when he heard the principal’s voice and he glanced in the direction of the podium to see a white cockatiel. The scientist proceeded to frown not at the idea that he had been fooled, but at the realization that it hadn’t been Principal Neutron as he had hoped. He returned to his notepad, but paused when the whole auditorium began singing. The noise was making it difficult for him to concentrate, and if the disturbance caused him to forget his ideas, then someone was going to pay. Captain Indestructible arrived to save the day, by telling the annoying bird to scram. The name of the student who had shape-shifting powers was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t remember. Dismissing the thought for now as the auditorium settled to a more bearable volume, The Engineer returned to his draft.<br><br><strong>Alligator!</strong><br><br>Several shrieks emitted from the audience at the front of the stage and Hector raised his head, his goggles zooming in on the beast under the Strauss boy’s seat. He was silent in his observation, and seconds after he sighed at the stupidity of it all. It wasn’t an alligator. It was a crocodile. Could they not tell the difference?<br><br><strong>That is enough.&nbsp; There is no need for alarm.&nbsp; That is not an alligator.&nbsp; That is a student.&nbsp; Mr Darcy, please assume your human form and have a seat.</strong><br><br>Hector’s goggles retracted as he gazed upon THE Principal Neutron, and he had reminded him that it was indeed Mr. Darcy with the shape-shifting power. He recalled designing a suit made out of millions of nanites that could sense the alteration in his composition and thus expand and contract, orbiting around the boy until he resumed his human shape. There had been complaints about him being caught naked around the school perimeter and that suit had fixed the problem. But besides that, thank God Albert knew the difference between an alligator and a crocodile…<em>that is a student</em>—right? Surely he knew the difference? How could he regulate a school full of neds (Scottish slang for morons) if he couldn’t tell the difference between species? If he couldn’t tell the difference between species, then he couldn’t tell the difference between ethnicities.<br><br>The difference was simple: crocodiles had a narrower and longer snout, while the alligator’s was wide with the upper jaw being larger than its lower. The upper rows of teeth on an alligator were the only teeth visible when its jaws were together, while the crocodile’s interlocking teeth were clearly visible. The crocodile has special limbs that allow it to high-walk unlike its belly-dragging cousin; the high-walk being a characteristic of the order Crocodylia that only those special species of crocs and certain alligators have.<br><br><strong>The dome, as well as most of the school's high technology was made possible by the impressive genius of our own Super Science teacher... 'The Engineer'.</strong><br><br>It was nice to hear Albert give credit where it was due. The man did it every year and Hector did appreciate it. It was a troublesome feat with the weather outside the dome being so hellish. He tucked his notepad away and felt the anxious urge to leave when it sounded as though the principal was drawing to a conclusion that was until he said:<br><br><strong>Now I believe Miss Zhilan had wished to say a word or two to everyone.&nbsp; After that, we'll call this assembly and send you on your way to your next class.&nbsp; Remember... my door is always open.</strong><br><br>Hector mentally sighed long and hard. Not like the ceremony hadn’t already been long enough…Christ.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 01:47:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/DanielJefferson.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nathaniel Jackson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Black Flag<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alexi, Chloe, Austin, &amp; Carter<br><hr><br>Nathan cannot help but smile at hearing Chloe’s response to Carter and he also cannot stop liking her even more as she proves to have some intelligence as well as good looks. Alexi starts to reply to his comment about control but is interrupted by what sounds an awful look Principle Neutron. Nathan looks up to the podium and takes a moment to notice the bird. Even before the song starts Nathan is already smiling and shaking his wishing he had the kind of self confidence to pull off stunts like. He has never met the shape shifter but is well aware of his reputation. It is a very good distraction and helps to alleviate his anger at Carter. Unlike many of the other students he does not join in singing the classic rock song. He knows the words and loves the music he just cannot sing and knows it and will not force others to endure him ruining a great song.<br><br>Nathan is doing is best to simply ignore Carter but his last comment about being able to throw cars around requires a retort. ”Yeah well when you can catch said thrown cars than I just might give a damn what you think but until then why don’t you take you bad attitude back to the back of the room where it belongs.” At Chloe’s comment about him being a jerk he smiles at her clearly more relaxed in her company now that he knows he simply does not have chance and therefore no longer has to worry about what she thinks of him. ”That’s putting it mildly.”<br><br>Dealing with Chloe and Carter Nathan misses the bird being shooed off the stage and flying out of the room. He does not notice the shifter again until he hears students screaming about an alligator which only amuses him as he is fairly certain that it is the shifter again. What’s his name again? Oz, yeah that’s what he goes by. When he feels the sudden strong gravitational pull and cannot move he immediately turns his attention back to the stage so he can listen to what the principle has to say this year. Unlike the previous year the principle keeps his speech short and sweet and does not add anything new to his announcements. He is very surprised to hear that Ms. Zhilan wants to speak. Not really wanting to hear what the counselor has to say he sighs and slouches in seat again now rather anxious to end the assembly and get on with the normal classes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 04:36:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Rayve13/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Alexi Reynolds</strong><br><strong>Nom de Guerre: Titan</strong><br><strong>Position/Grade: Student/Senior</strong><br><strong>Location: Hall of Oracles: Auditorium</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Chloe, Nathan, Carter, Lara (mentioned), any</strong><br>_________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br>Alexi sighs as Oz is shooed off stage, amused as usual by the pranksters work. As he settles in and hears Chloe and Nathan respond to Carter's aggressiveness, he feels a bit better about the current situation. Carter has a knack for finding people he can rattle, and this wouldn't be the first time he's tried to make himself big at the expense of "easy prey". While words wouldn't make Carter change his ways, judging by the thousands of words that he must have heard at assorted disciplinary reviews, but they were at least showing that these two wouldn't simply let him have his way based on force of will or "charm," if it could be called that. And, he admitted, it was good to see that Chloe wasn't entirely taken in with the bad-boy image Carter oozed.&nbsp; He's about to add to Nathan's statement when the principal starts dealing with the new situation Oz has started. Alexis shakes his head and sighs with a wry look. Austin sometimes just doesn't know when to leave well enough alone. Still, at least he means no real harm. Before Neutron really gets started, Alexi turns to Nathan for a moment and says "Throwing cars isn't the end all and be all of power, that's for sure."<br><br>Before he can say any more, the principal begins the yearly warnings and promises. It's all important for the newcomers, but for him it's just the usual. Still, he doesn't try to talk during the speech, knowing that at least Chloe needs to hear this information. Instead, he looks around the auditorium, looking for familiar faces. <em>Been a bit too caught up in the drama to find the friends</em> he thinks to himself. He spots Lara in the crowd and gives her a wave, not sure if she notices but hopeful. <em>I'll have to find her after we get out of here in a few minutes...</em> he starts thinking when he hears Neutron turn the floor over to the guidance councilor. He's surprised, first by the fact that the speech is already over, and second that Ms. Zhilan wants to speak. Still, he knows he won't have long to wait to find out what she wants.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jefepato</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 08:59:03</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Tommy Nakamura<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Windfall<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles: Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Karter; possibly others if the scene is opening up soon?<br><hr><br>"Nothing all <em>that</em> exciting."&nbsp; Tommy shifted a bit awkwardly, trying not to blush as he returned her smile.&nbsp; "Well, actually.&nbsp; My family went on vacation to the east coast, and I sorta accidentally unearthed a buried treasure chest when I was building a sandcastle.&nbsp; No joke."&nbsp; He rolled his eyes.&nbsp; "But the government's gonna probably take years figuring out if anyone still owns it, and even if they can't my dad would kick my ass if I tried to keep something that big.&nbsp; I don't really get why it happened at all."<br><br>He blinked as the cockatiel's rousing song kicked in, but...couldn't quite bring himself to sing along.&nbsp; Sometimes, Tommy just couldn't tell if his life was supposed to be one big joke on him.&nbsp; He waited patiently for the lull after the Principal was done speaking.<br><br>"Sucks that we still barely ever get to leave, though."&nbsp; He looked back at Karter -- Tommy felt bad for her, but somehow he doubted she'd appreciate him going heavy on the personal sympathy.&nbsp; "I don't mind it as much as some of us, but damn -- two or three months in and I swear everyone goes stir crazy."<br><br>He got quiet once Yue actually stood up to the podium, though.&nbsp; Tommy had nothing but respect for the guidance counselor.&nbsp; (Well, respect and a few other thoughts, but it would have been awfully unlucky for her to be listening in when those happened to surface!)
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 14:40:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lara, Molly, Austin (mentioning), Zhang (in thoughts)<br><br>Cristina's suspicions were right when she heard the dog talking and trying to win his way to her heart and feeling the card being set onto her lap.&nbsp; She was just about to respond when she seen the dog leave and then causing more chaos as a crocadile.&nbsp; <strong>"That bugga's a wild one, ain' he?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked Lara in a soft giggle.&nbsp; She was a little lost in the moment when she looked around and did not see Molly coming back yet.&nbsp; <strong>"Molly?&nbsp; Where are ye, mate?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked, feeling concerned for her new friend as she turned back towards Lara once again.&nbsp; <strong>"Ah hope that Molly comes back soon.&nbsp; She's a skittish one and... she needs someone ta lean on."</strong>&nbsp; She was about to say more when a boy across the way waving towards them.&nbsp; She was sure that this wave was meant for Lara since she had no clue who this boy was.&nbsp; <strong>"Someone tha ye know, mate?&nbsp; He looks kinda cute...&nbsp; if ya like the surfer types."</strong>&nbsp; She giggled softly.<br><br>Principal Neutron than came out, settled the crowd down and gave his "inspirational" speech.<br><br>After the speech was over, Cristina let out a soft 'humph" and leaned back in her chair.&nbsp; <strong>"Authority's all tha same.&nbsp; They say things and neve' act out on it."</strong>&nbsp; She let out a soft sigh, waiting for Zhang to come out and make her speech while thinking to herself, <em>Lara's a good girl.&nbsp; Ah think that Ah should come out of me shell more and get ta know her.&nbsp; Molly needs tha too.&nbsp; Ah hope tha she comes back soon.</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;If the Counselor's mind reading range was great, Zhang would definitely hear that thought from Cristina for sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 18:27:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/3867/claudialynxnovember2011.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Lara Avery<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Tempest well if you ask her some students have other names for her<br><strong>Position</strong>: Student<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:Anyone, Cristina, Molly, Alexi<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: first day (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=44342316)<br><br>Lara did a quick look around, "Yeah I think Molly just kind of poofed. I guess I was more intimating then I thought. I know I can be grumpy in the morning," she smiled lightly still wishing she had gotten up early enough to get a much needed coffee. She was trying but in truth she wanted to go curl back up until the sun was a little further down. Hopefully this year she wouldn't have a room that had it blaring in her eyes every morning. Evil day glow ball. She huffed lightly, "It takes time to trust people, for some it takes longer. We will just have to make sure to let her know it's ok when we see her again." &nbsp;As Cristina mentioned someone waving lara looked up. <br><br>Blinking and then a large smile came to her full lips, and she waved back. Alexi figured he make it here before her, HA he had missed his chance to wake the sleeping bear. Or so he called her sometimes, she couldn't help that there were days she would only grumble before her morning coffee. She leaned forward and pulled a notebook from her bag and a pen. Quickly she sketched something out and ripped the page out. "Yeah they like to put some limits. But that just means we have to be sneaker." she winked lightly at Cristina as her hand folded the paper into a paper airplane. " And yeah that would be Alexi, he is a good friend of mine."<br><br>Tossing it into the air she watched it, a small breeze came up and guided it. Her finger tracing the path she helped it take in the air. As the plane got to Alexi she let it sale right into his hair. Laughing to herself as she watched his reaction. She had drawn two stick figures, one nomming on the others head. A thought bubble above the one nomming,<strong> "COOOOFFFFEEEEE...nomnomnom."</strong> When he would turn to look at her she'd give him the sweetest look she could muster this early in the morning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 18:54:30</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Austin “Oz” Darcy (Crocodile to human)<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Chimera<br><strong>Position/Grade</strong>: Returning Student/Junior<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Robert<br><br><br><strong>That is enough.&nbsp; There is no need for alarm.&nbsp; That is not an alligator.&nbsp; That is a student.&nbsp; Mr Darcy, please assume your human form and have a seat.</strong><br><br>Austin was grinning, he wasn’t expecting his crocodile form to generate that big of a scare.<br><br>“Ah well, we’ll talk later, Rob,” Austin told him.<br><br>The crocodile wiggle-waggled out from beneath Robert’s chair into the space before the auditorium stage. Pushing off its reptilian hands, the crocodile morphed into a young man, wearing a black, form-fitting suit that bore a metallic luster beneath the auditorium lights. The dirty-blonde teenager grinned playfully at the students that were returning to their seats, and he went to find a folding chair in the back. The auditorium visit hadn’t been as bad as he had feared. There was a sing-a-long, he met some nice girls, and he got to scare people.<br><br>With his hands grasping the straps of his back pack, Austin made the trek to the back and once there, grasped a folding chair and straightened it out for him to sit on. He removed his bag and set it in his lap as he unzipped it and began fishing around inside it for some clothes rather than just walking around in his shape-shifter suit—it felt like long-johns. He pulled out a red shirt with the sleeves torn off that bore some artistic splattering on the front. Sliding that on, he pulled out some loose, dark-blue denim jeans with a brown leather belt, socks, and some plain-old white and black Nike’s. He didn’t mind dressing in the back. It wasn’t like he was naked—though he would have been if it wasn’t for his suit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 19:30:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii28/ambrosia_kisses/Sets/Keiko-Kitagawa-3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zhang Yue Zhilan<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Whisper<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> School Guidance Counselor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>Her attention wandered from the mingling students as she turned her head to the podium after hearing the voice of Principal Neutron's voice on the microphone. Though the sight of a bird greeted her and she slightly narrowed her eyes. When the bird, which she then recognized to be a cockatiel began to sing a familiar song, Yue chuckled at this; already aware that it was the usual prankster. The woman was about to move, to shoo the bird away though Captain Indestructible had reacted before her and she gave a smile towards him, despite she felt warmth went to her cheeks at the sight of him. But then again, other females would not blame her anyways.<br><br>When screams and shouts were heard from the front rows of the auditorium, even Yue was slightly surprised then shook her head gently, finding the student might had taken this one a bit too far. Fortunately, seemed like the Principal had came just in time and calmed the situation down; thus allowing the female counselor to finally relax on her seat and listened to his speech. When he was almost done with his speech, the Asian female thought it would then be time for the students to then move to their respective classes, when..<br><br>"<em><strong>Now I believe Miss Zhilan had wished to say a word or two to everyone.</strong></em>"<br><br>Her body stiffened and she looked towards Albert, and then to the audience. She only then recalled what she had discussed with the principal though she was as surprised as the students and perhaps the staff as she did not expect herself to actually speak at the podium for the matter. Gathering her courage, she then stood up and went over to the podium as calmly as she could. Shen then stood behind the podium, making sure to bend herself slightly so that her mouth was just close enough to the microphone as she spoke.<br><br>"Good morning, students. I know you all are looking forward to start your year, especially the new students so I would try not to take much of your time. But firstly? We should give a round of applause for Principal Neutron for his wonderful speech, don't you think?" She paused for a moment and gave a smile towards Albert, allowing the student body to applaud and then continued to speak when the clapping died down.<br><br>"Alright! So, as Principal Neutron had mentioned, you can refer to me as Miss Zhilan, and for the new students who just joined us today, I'm the Guidance Counselor for this school. So it means that, if you have any problems, any matters.. even perhaps you need more insight of your abilities and such; just like Principal Neutron, my door is always open and you can always come to see me. Really. If you are not certain, my office is in the Astro Hall. You would not be able to miss it, I assure you." Her voice trailed off, and she took a few seconds to draw out her work schedule pad from her pocket and she flipped it open.<br><br>"Now.. for the returning students? Welcome back to Nebula High and I hope you all would have an extraordinary year like the previous. But anyways? I had been discussing with Principal Neutron and I have his agreement that some students would need to come over to my office. We can discuss about the scheduling and everything, but I would like to see you as soon as possible. But let me say firstly that this is not meant to be a sort of punishment whatsoever. This is to help you. So.. without further adieu, I would be calling out the names, and I really do hope to see you in my office when you can spare some time." She then begin to say each names carefully, though obviously, some frustrated groans and sighs could be heard among the audience.<br><br>"... Lara Avery... Cristina McAuley... Nathaniel Jackson.. and... last but not least." She looked over to Carter, and then emphasized his name, "Carter Neville.. Especially you. I <em>really</em> hope you would come to my office this year, <em>no excuses</em>." She then moved her attention to the audience and gave her best smile as she then said, "That would be all. So thank you for bearing with me! Now you can proceed to your classes, so once again, enjoy your stay at Nebula High!" With that, the Asian female finally moved away from the podium and thus allowing the students to stand up from their seats to move out of the auditorium.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 00:01:44</strong>
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				(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br><br>Name: Molly Barker<br>Nom De Guerre: None<br>Position/Grade: junior<br>Location: filing out<br>Tagging: Lara and Cristina<br><br>&nbsp;Molly remained in the shadows at the back of the hall as the various speeches were made. She tried to focus but was still feeling nervous. This was just like another ‘home’ only this time with people that could do things. Of course she knew she could too, though sometimes it was a little sporadic and uncontrollable. The dog had seriously made her jump. At least the female had not called her out which was something perhaps she could get through this place mostly unnoticed. <br><br>The truth was Molly was not a trouble maker in the slightest and in fact rather an over achiever in most of the schools she had been to thus it was unlikely she would be. <br><br>Once everyone started filing out Molly sliped in behind Cristina and Lara, whispering quietly, so really only they could hear. “Sorry, it just gave me a shock…s…ome….t…times …sometimes …it jus…st happens. “th…the shadow thing.”<br><br>That was likely the most she would have said to anyone in quite a while. “D…di you pick up my chess…pieces?”&nbsp; They were two things that she really would hate to loose. Still she clung to her things like they were some sort of armour. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 03:54:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Rayve13/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Alexi Reynolds</strong><br><strong>Nom de Guerre: Titan</strong><br><strong>Position/Grade: Student/Senior</strong><br><strong>Location: Hall of Oracles: Auditorium</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Chloe, Nathan, Lara</strong><br>_________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br>He's already looked back to the front, waiting for Ms. Zhilan to take the podium when he feels a gust of wind, followed by the semi-solid thud of something hitting his head. He'd suspect Carter if it hadn't been for the gust of wind (and the fact that it wasn't particularly hard), but he recognizes Lara's game pretty quickly. He reaches up and pulls the plane out of his hair, giving her a pseudo-scowl that melts instantly as she tries to look casual. He's glad to see her hanging out with some new people, as she could be somewhat insular at times. He's also a bit surprised to see she'd made it at all, considering how early in the day it is.<br><br>He turns back to the speech at hand, considering her words. <em>She might be able to recommend something to help me with my powers</em> he thinks, but he's not ready to commit to that yet. After all, if it was just in his head, what would that say about him? He misses the rest of her speech almost completely, snapping back to reality as he sees other people standing up. He gets up too, stretching for a moment before addressing Chloe and Nathan.<br><br>"Do either of you need help finding anything?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 05:43:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Filing Out of the Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Molly, Lara<br><br>As the counselor finished her speech, Cristina let out a soft sigh as she heard her name being brought out to the entire world to hear.&nbsp; It was not as if she wanted her name to be brought out.... though maybe it was?&nbsp; She could not be sure as she loved the attention but there were times that she did not want to be the center of it.&nbsp; <strong>"Ughh, anothe' counseling session.&nbsp; Ah've had enough of them but...they don't bring back..."</strong>&nbsp; She was about to finish her sentence towards Lara, almost letting her soul out when a whisper came from behind her ear.<br><br>“Sorry, it just gave me a shock…s…ome….t…times …sometimes …it jus…st happens. “th…the shadow thing.”<br><br>She looked behind her for just a second and remembered the familiar face of Molly.&nbsp; She was just about to welcome her back when she heard the question that would put the pieces back together for her, so to speak.<br><br>“D…di you pick up my chess…pieces?”<br><br>Molly seemed to be genuinely concerned about them as Cristina remembered that Molly treasured them almost to the point of losing a loved one.&nbsp; That one sort of connection she knew all too well as somehow, her confidence started to build up once again.&nbsp; She could not explain it but with this connection between herself and Molly, it was like Cristina was opening up a little more and it gave her more of a purpose. <strong>"Oh blimey!&nbsp; Ah'm so sorry, mate.&nbsp; Ah did not see them falling on tha floor.&nbsp; Le' me see if Ah can find them."</strong> She turned back towards Lara almost intently.&nbsp; <strong>"Lara?&nbsp; Can ye help me find these pieces?&nbsp; They are really impo'tand ta Molly here... an' Ah mean... really impo'tand."</strong>&nbsp; She asked in her hopes that Lara would help her find those pieces.<br><br>She started to go down on her knees, feeling the paper that was left on her lap that had Austin's phone number fall quietly on the floor.&nbsp; Right now, a saving a boy's phone was the very least of her worries.&nbsp; She looked back up at Molly, still with the worried but intent look in her face and eyes while hoping to get some more information about the pieces.&nbsp; <strong>"Wha chess pieces are ye missing, mate?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked while waving her hands under many chairs hoping to find them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 11:11:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/3867/claudialynxnovember2011.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Lara Avery<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Tempest well if you ask her some students have other names for her<br><strong>Position</strong>: Student<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:Anyone, Cristina, Molly, Alexi<br><strong>Wearing</strong>: first day (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=44342316)<br><br>Lara smiled and looked to Alexi as he looked back to her. His scowl made her nearly giggle, sticking out her tongue as his scowl fades. She smiled then and sat back. Alexi was her best friend and she knew he couldn't really be mad at her. He was used to her silly nature, even there were times he was the only one that saw it. <br><br>Looking back to Cristina as she spoke and Molly reappear. "Chess pieces?" Lara said looking about her. She sat up and looked where Molly was sitting. It took a few moments but she did find them. Holding them up Lara held them out so Molly could grab them, "Here you go, and no worries about the poofing thing. Trust me when it comes to control I understand when you don't have it." she shrugged lightly. And looked about when she heard her named called, "Aww hell I haven't even had a chance to get into trouble yet." she huffed and sat back in her chair. She didn't want to talk to some guidance counselor, and if she had any say she wouldn't. Lara knew she had trouble with her powers, but she also knew what other worries the people around her had. And she was in no mood, hell she was never in the mood to hear it. She felt her mood shift and suddenly just wanted outside. She took a breath and kept the power that wanted to slip free under control. She wasn't happy, but it didn't mean she needed to cause a scene. <br><br>Standing she looked to the doors, "I'm so out of her, you girls coming with?" she wanted to talk with Alexi, but he was busy talking with some other students. It was really good he was getting to know other people. Lara knew she was pain in the ass sometimes, there even times she figured he be better off with out her. But she was stubborn and a bit selfish and wanted to keep him her friend. But Lara didn't want to be the thing that kept him from meeting knew people. She knew what some people thought about her. Cussing in her own mind she scooped up her bag. And hopped over the seat she was sitting in, coming to a standing position. "I so need coffee." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 14:28:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Filing Out of the Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Molly, Lara<br><br>Cristina let out a very huge sigh of relief when the chess pieces were found and handed off to Molly.&nbsp; Standing back up, she was happy in a way that she was stubborn in her own right but stubborn enough to keep her friends close while letting them do their own thing if they wanted to.&nbsp; <strong>"There.&nbsp; Tha's one major life threating crisis thrown ovaboa'd."</strong>&nbsp; She giggled softly after the remark in a happy tone.<br><br>Her problem with her powers was that she didn't have control over them at all, especially when she was very startled.&nbsp; She was afraid that the same thing that happened to her father might happen to someone else if they were not careful.&nbsp; She had a feeling what kind of powers that Lara had but she knew that her own powers were much deadlier and much more focused, as evidenced by the burn spot on the floor of the aisle where people were walking out of the auditorium.<br><br>Her thoughts were changed though when she heard Lara's voice chiming in wanting to get out.&nbsp; "I'm so out of her, you girls coming with?" &nbsp;Came the voice that looked at the doors.&nbsp; Cristina first looked at the doors and smiled.&nbsp; <strong>"Sure, mate. Ah'll be right behind ya."</strong>&nbsp; She had just one person to try to coax along as she hoped to try to get Molly to at least see the outside world without vanishing into thin air once again.<br><br><strong>"Why don' ya come along with us, mate.&nbsp; Ah promise ya tha if anyone scares ya, Ah'll make sure they get a good hot cinge nearby them."</strong>&nbsp; She paused for just a second to let Molly think about things before she added some more hopeful inspiration.&nbsp; <strong>"Ah have a ve'y good feeling tha Lara would do the same thing and p'odect ya as well... so wha' do ya say, mate?"</strong>&nbsp; She asked Molly as she knew that she would not take no for an answer but she also hoped for the best.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 18:15:12</strong>
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				(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br><br>Name: Molly Barker<br>Nom De Guerre: None<br>Position/Grade: junior<br>Location: filing out<br>Tagging: Lara and Cristina<br><br>“Thank you…” Molly still kept her head down but took the pawn and the queen and stuffed then into her chess box. The girl remained close to the other two girls and appeared most appreciative of them both. This was not something of a norm. “…I…. d..dont think I…have…to see anyone … I do…don’t like social workers...thats the…the same yes?”<br><br>The girl picked at her nails and then started to chew them nervously.&nbsp; “Th…Thank you Christina…you…well thank you…” then turning to Lara she said basically the same.&nbsp; Everything was said from behind that curtain of hair. “So…where do we…we have to go……” Molly swallowed hard normally she was overlooked. “Do…d…do we have to…to share rooms?”<br><br>Chewing again on her nails Molly continued to follow. Once her nails were bitten to nothing she started to bite on the skin about them. “You have been here alrea….already?” the question was directed at both girls with her. "You ...you can stop people, saying horrible things and taking my stuff...?" Molly did seem obsessed with her things&nbsp; however worthless they might seem to anyone else.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 18:49:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/3867/claudialynxnovember2011.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Lara Avery<br><strong>Nom De Guerre</strong>: Tempest well if you ask her some students have other names for her<br><strong>Position</strong>: Student<br><strong>Location</strong>: Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagged</strong>:Anyone, Cristina, Molly, <br><strong>Wearing</strong>: first day (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=44342316)<br><br>Lara watched the nervous girl as she ate at her own nails and then skin. Sighing Lara grabbed a lolli pop from her bag and unwrapped it. Pulling the girls hands from her lips she held the lolli pop out. "Here this tastes better trust me." she said and let her take the Lolli pop. "As for rooms, sometimes you have to share depending on the number of students but I'm sure we will be well enough to get our own rooms. Besides they wouldn't want to stick someone with." she half smiles and runs her fingers through her hair. "I tend to make messes." she left it at that not explaining the mess she was speaking of was when she lost control of her powers. <br><br>"And as for the guidance counselor I imagine she will try to see each of us at some point. Apparently I already need to, not gonna....but yeah." she winked, "I figure I will get into trouble soon enough and see her or the principal then. And as for people messing with you taking your stuff. If you hang with me most people will stay clear, I think i scare the locals." she smiled slyly, "Well not all of them." she indicated to Molly and Cristina and glanced of to Alexi. "But yeah for the most part you should be good. Honestly most everyone even if they try to start something are nothing more then talk. So just ignore the stupid and keep walking." she shrugged and unwrapped her own lolli pop. "No....coffee...yes....coffee." she said in a lower voice eying the door. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 20:10:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/DanielJefferson.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Nathaniel Jackson<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Black Flag<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles - Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alexi, Chloe, Lara, &amp; Ms. Zhilan<br><hr><br>Even though he really does not care to hear what the counselor might say Nathaniel listens to every word of her speech as he slouches in his seat not really looking the stage. When she says that she would like several students to come to her office to arrange a schedule of meetings he starts to zone her out as she reads of the names on her list. When his name is called out though his eyes snap up to look at her mostly in shock but there is a hint of anger there as well. <em>Gee thanks, Ms. Zhilan. Like I don’t have enough problems relating to the other students, now you call me out in front of the whole damn school. Guess I can just forget completely about getting a girlfriend while I’m at this school.</em> He thinks to himself forgetting that she is telepathic and he may well have just broadcast that message to her.<br><br>When she finishes and dismisses the students Nathan is slow in rising. He opens his hand that had earlier closed around his paperclip horse and after looking at the completely restored to normal paperclip for a moment drops it back into his shirt pocket. Without really looking at either Alexi or Chloe he bids them a good day. He does say that it was nice to meet them both and apologizes for getting between them interrupting their conversation by setting between them. He thanks Alexi for the suggestion of helping him find something but says that this is his third year at the school and is pretty sure he knows his way around. He notices the paper airplane and remembers its arrival and even though he had not looked with his eyes he was fully aware of the exchange between Alexi and the girl at the back.<br><br>A sigh escapes from his lips as Nathan pauses in his slow retreat from his seat and he looks out over the auditorium. He looks out at all the people moving to greet old friends and knows there is not a single person out there that would have thrown such an airplane at him and nobody is looking for him. There may be a few that would greet him if their paths cross but nobody that will call across the crowd to get his attention. There are a few that he might want to call to but he will not do it as he is sure at this moment it will only end up embarrassing both of them. The other person for being called out by him and him because they will probably resent it. In that instant he remembers the person he called to greet happily at last year’s assembly and the eye roll the other person did before half heartedly returning his greeting. It may just be his imagination but he can swear that he can already hear people laughing at him for being called out as one that needs to see the counselor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miss Lilly</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 09:18:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.bbsize.com/images/profile/chloe-marshall-233x300.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe Masters<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;One of the front rows, Hall of Oracles, trying to focus on the important things and not think about Carter.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Alexi, Nathan, Carter, Principal Neutron (mentioned)<br><hr><br>Shrugging away his hand, Chloe refused to acknowledge the little shiver of delight that passed through her as Carter's fingers gently stroked her face. "I'll give you smile," she muttered under her breath, wishing he'd leave and stop making her feel so damn flustered on her first day.&nbsp; Nathan's voiced agreement made her smile, and bolstered her conviction that she should give the school bully a wide berth.&nbsp; But really...did he have to be so bloody attractive?<br><br>The disturbance in front of them drew her attention, and Chloe sat taller in her seat, stretching to see what was causing the ruckus.&nbsp; Whatever it was was causing the younger students to scramble away from it, looks of terror on their faces.&nbsp; About to ask Nathan and Alexi if they knew what was going on, the mystery was solved by Principal Neutron. Wait...did he just say that there was a student here who could turn himself into an alligator?&nbsp; Chloe resisted the urge to slap her forehead in shock, wondering if she'd ever get used to such things. Everyone else seemed to take it in their stride, like it was an every day occurance.&nbsp; And for all Chloe knew, it probably was.<br><br>Listening intently as the start of term announcements were made,&nbsp; she couldn't help but wonder what power their Principal had.&nbsp; Her eyes, hazel today, scanned the middle aged man thoroughly, trying to see if his appearance gave any clue as to what he could do.&nbsp; Finding nothing, her attention turned to Miss Zhilan as she took the podium.&nbsp; It seemed that she also showed no outward signs of her power. When the Asian woman began reciting a list of students she expected to see, Chloe was relieved not to hear her name.&nbsp; Not that she thought she needed the services of a Guidance Councillor, but it wouldn't have surprised her if the powers that be had decided that she didn't deserve to be here and she was being shipped back home to Australia.&nbsp; What didn't surprise her, though, was to hear Carter's name.&nbsp; She snorted.&nbsp; "That seems fitting," she said softly to her two companions.<br><br>The hall was filled with the sounds of hundreds of metal legs scraping on the wooden floor as the assembly was dismissed and her fellow students began making their way to their classes.&nbsp; "It was nice to meet you too, Nathan," she smiled warmly as he said goodbye, wondering why he felt he had to apologise for sitting between her and Alexi.&nbsp; "It's fine, really. Maybe we'll see each other around?"&nbsp; <br><br>Alexi's offer of help was very welcome, and Chloe breathed a sigh of relief.&nbsp; She had been convinced that she'd get hopelessly lost and spend her first day of school wandering aimlessly from classroom to classroom, like some pathetic lost puppy.&nbsp; "I think I need help finding everything," she giggled nervously.&nbsp; "I have to admit," she continued in a conspiratorial whisper, "I'm completely out of my depth here, Alexi.&nbsp; If you want a good laugh, just stick with me...it's pretty much guaranteed I'll be making a fool of myself before too long!&nbsp; I'm not even sure where I'm supposed to be now!"&nbsp; The voluptuous brunette sighed almost dramatically, her chest rising and falling with the sudden intake of breath.&nbsp; <br><br>"Exactly what sort of classes do we take here anyway,"&nbsp; she asked absently, her eyes scanning the large hall for the dark haired head of Carter. Despite promising herself she'd stay well away from him, Chloe couldn't help but hope they'd share a class or two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 07:07:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q15/doogieporker/Tyler-Hoechlin-7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Carter Neville<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Nitro <br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe, Nathan, Alexi, Principle Nuetron, Zhang<br><hr>Before he could respond to Nathan’s words and Alexi’s own taunts, the principle spoke up, saving them both from the humiliation of having their asses hand to them at super speed.&nbsp; He glared at them both, before returning to his seat, Chloe’s snarky remark making him grin.&nbsp; He listened to the principle speak, and then watched as Zhang rose, the guidance counselor taking the podium a moment later.<br><br>When she began listing names, Carter couldn’t help but smile when she said his own.&nbsp; The students gathered began to murmer and snicker at the counselor’s words, but Carter only grinned and gave the Asian woman a sly wink.&nbsp; “It’s a date, Miss Zhilan…just remember you need to buy me dinner first.”<br><br>The quick comment earned a loud uproar of laughter from the assembly and a few angry glares from the staff gathered, but little else.&nbsp; Besides, what would they do?&nbsp; Carter only grinned at the thought.&nbsp; With his father’s money keeping the school funded and active, getting rid of the son of Velocity wasn’t a bright idea.&nbsp; They could, and likely would, discipline him for his words, but it wouldn’t be the first time, and besides…what was the fun of living life if you didn’t, well….live life?<br><br>As the assembly began to rise and head out for classes, Carter zipped ahead of the milling throng, using a quick burst of super speed to get to Chloe’s side.&nbsp; He took her hand and squeezed it, giving her the same playful wink he’d given Zhang.&nbsp; “Lunch in town on me today.&nbsp; What do you say, beautiful?&nbsp; It’ll give me a chance to get to know the girl behind that pretty smile.”<br><br>He walked with her, waiting for an answer, though he had yet to remove his hand from her own.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 18:51:10</strong>
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				(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/SentiPCHeadshot.jpg)<br><br>Name: Molly Barker<br>Nom De Guerre: None<br>Position/Grade: junior<br>Location: filing out<br>Tagging: Lara and Cristina<br><br>Molly shuffled behind the two girls that she had just met her head remained down as she tried to slip into the background, that long hair was almost like a shadow. A few people&nbsp; even bumped into her causing the olive skinned girl to fall over, or at least almost&nbsp; as she bumped into the back of her two new would be friends. The lollipop that had been taken, had been sniffed and then tasted. As Molly was bumped the poor girl almost chocked on it, though the taste was pleasant. Mum had only ever bought her lollipops when she was going out as a bribe to keep her quiet, and sometimes her mothers men friends might offer her one. <br><br>“Thank you it tastes good,” She said still coughing slightly. “I…I…well I don’t make messes, I used …used to clean up my mums. When...when I...I lived with her... I could….c…c…ould help? If…if you make one…” Molly realy didn't want to go into any more details and seemed to hide a little again. However just for a short time before speaking well more whispering again.<br><br>“You …you scare people, I don’t think…th…that you are that….scary…” Well at least no more than most of the other students… “So you…you are called T….t temp…pest… as well? I...i dont have another n...na...ame..." I was so obvious that Molly was really not socially adept, and would likely be easy prey. Still most likely for the most she would be overlooked. Afterall it had usually worked in some of her schools.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>03-03-2012, 20:37:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu52/cali_angel717/CristinaMcAuley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Cristina McAuley<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Solar Flare<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Filing Out of the Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Molly, Lara<br><br>Cristina kept mostly quiet as they filed out of the auditorium.&nbsp; The sun seemed to be shining brightly outside as they walked along the hallway towards the main hall doors.&nbsp; People were pushing and shoving their way through the mass of people that were filing out and getting ready to do whatever it was they were going to do before their classes started.&nbsp; The mass of people surrounding her made Cristina seem on edge for a short time.&nbsp; She hated crowds like this as they made her shiver just a bit as they walked along.&nbsp; She was glad for one thing though as she had two people close by her that could deflect some of the crowd out of her way.<br><br>Hearing Molly trying to make an attempt at being social, she did recognize that being social was not one of Molly's attributes.&nbsp; She was glad for Molly at least making the attempt though as she smiled, listening to the conversation.&nbsp; She did not want to butt into it as she kept on listening, waiting for her attempt to chime in when it was needed.&nbsp; The opening that Molly gave her was priceless though as she finally made her presence felt.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Ya don' have anotha name yet?&nbsp; Ah'm sure thad we will find something thad suits ya, mate.&nbsp; Let's see..."</strong>&nbsp; Cristina looked like she was in thought for a short second as she wanted to find out a little more about Molly... well as much as Molly would allow herself to tell.&nbsp; <strong> Wha' powers do ye have?&nbsp; Ah think tha Ah seen one of them in tha shadows somewhere... but Ah can no' fer tha life o' me remember wha' else ya do.</strong>&nbsp; She was still lost in thought as she looked back at Molly, hoping that the girl who kept herself in the background would slowly come into the spotlight of the conversation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 02:06:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Ruby-Rose-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Karter Dean<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Tryx<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student/Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hall of Oracles: Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tommy, any<hr><br><strong>“Wow, a treasure chest. Nice.”</strong> Karter could only shake her head. Must be nice to be that lucky. Tommy said he didn't get why it happened and Karter didn't really have any sound ideas either so she just kinda shrugged. <strong>“You, my friend, are just very lucky.”</strong><br><br>Somewhat antsy, Karter noted the rest of the assembly with open amusement. She had intended to pass the time and distract herself with some idle chit chat but then the Principal's voice cut in, dragging her attention around to the stage only to find that it was a bird and not the principal. As everyone broke out into a rousing song, she just grinned, realizing it could be none other than Oz up there causing a scene. <br><br>Thankfully, things got underway shortly after the bird-boy was shooed from the mic. Of course, by this time she had pulled out a thin black marker and had begun drawing some interesting designs on her arm, testing out a new tattoo design in the open space of her inner forearm. As Principal Neutron finally began his customary spiel, she continued to detail her little design, not really paying attention since he generally said the same thing every year. After two previous run throughs she'd gotten the point. <br><br>By the time the guidance counselor had gone up to speak, Karter'd had enough of sitting still. She would never ever elect to visit that particular staff member so hearing what she had to say just wasn't that important to her. She had slipped out of her seat with a gentle pat to Tommy's arm and made her way down her row and out to the aisle before the woman had even gotten to her little list of students. Her boots were silent as she made her way toward the doors, nodding to a few people here and there that she knew and noticing a few new faces. There was a blonde girl engrossed in her video game that Karter had never noticed before and while she might have been curious to find out just who she was she had no desire to confine herself to yet another seat quite so soon. Likely she would run into her again so it was not urgent thing.<br><br>By the time Ms.Zhilan finished her speech, Karter had reached the door and not caring who saw her, she slipped out into the hallway to try and figure out a way to mellow out before classes started.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Timeless</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 03:58:32</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Yvette Halls<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Ion<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None<br><hr><br>Being so absorbed with her game as she manipulated the game console within her hands with deft fingers, the almost-albino girl did not even tilt her head up to see the commotion at the front row. Perhaps she had fully ignore it or she did not even heard the whole screams and such. But even then, when a voice of the principal sounded through the microphone, Yvette knew it was time to pause on her game and listened to what the principal had to say. Might as well listen in to get some added information she may need when it came to her first day of classes here.<br><br>Still, the information given was rather the basic things she already knew so far. When the guidance counselor did approached the podium, she was tempted to get back to her game really but still a thought occurred to her and she almost entertained that perhaps she should visit her one day or another. She really did not have a great understanding when it came to her special ability so an output from an older, more experienced adult might help at some point.<br><br>When the students did stood up and start to leave the auditorium, she picked up her backpack and stood up to follow within the dense crowd to exit out. She only hoped the classes would not be too boring.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miss Lilly</strong> on <strong>06-03-2012, 02:44:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.racecar.co.uk/uploads/rcnewsimages/chloe2010.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe Masters<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Heading to class, trying to ignore Carter..<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Alexi, Carter<br><hr><br>A small gust of wind blew Chloe's dark hair back from her face just as she felt a hand close around hers. Her heart skipped a beat when she realised it was Carter she was now holding hands with.&nbsp; Trying her best to keep her face impassive as he asked her to have lunch with him, she couldn't stop the slight blush that rose on her cheeks.&nbsp; Convinced that he was just messing with her because she was the new girl, she looked up at him cooly and slid her hand out of his, an act which required her to muster all of her willpower and determination.<br><br>"Thanks," she began, her voice cool and aloof.&nbsp; "But I think I'd rather stay on campus today.&nbsp; You know, things to see, people to do."<br><br>Immediately realising her faux par, the pink blush on Chloe's cheeks deepened to red, and she groaned inwardly.&nbsp; She'd have to watch herself around him...it seemed he not only had the power to move at super sonic speeds, but he could also addle her brain at will.&nbsp; She gave him an exaggerated wink back, hoping to pass her Freud moment off as a joke.<br><br>"And besides," she shrugged, a small smile playing around her full lips.&nbsp; "I've already got a lunch date."&nbsp; She stepped closer to the blonde boy with the gorgeous blue eyes and slid her arm through his.&nbsp; "Right, Alexi?"&nbsp; Feeling vaguely guilty at using her new friend as a shield, she hoped he'd play along and get her off the hook with Carter.&nbsp; For now, at least.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>06-03-2012, 04:04:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Rayve13/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Alexi Reynolds</strong><br><strong>Nom de Guerre: Bulwark</strong><br><strong>Position/Grade: Student/Senior</strong><br><strong>Location: Exiting the auditorium, class approaching</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Chloe, Carter</strong><br>_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>When Chloe takes his arm, he knows he has to back her play. Carter's not exactly known for being helpful, even to the ladies he tried to pick up. Especially to the ladies. Alexis took her arm more tightly, gently sliding her towards him. "Still, maybe you can switch your dinner date with Ms. Zhilan to lunch."<br><br>He gently pulls Chloe along, guiding her out of the hall and towards Ionic Hall and the Green. "As far as classes," he says as they get out, "most of them are pretty much what you'd take in any high school. Some are a bit more...intense, particularly PE, since so many of the students have powers that make a conventional phys. ed program a waste of time."<br><br>He smiles a bit, remembering all of the interesting scenarios they've had in gym. He certainly didn't envy The Wolf for having to come up with things to challenge such a wide variety of powers. He comes back quickly though. No point in scaring her with stories of PE.<br><br>"Beyond that, we work on applying our powers. For some of us, it's controlling what we can do. For others, it's learning to do no things with them. There's a lot to learn, even for those of us who've been at it for awhile."<br><br>He smiles, but it's rueful. He certainly has his issues with his abilities, in the control area at least, but there's no reason to burden her with that.<br><br>"Now, where is your first class. We can meet back at Ionic Hall after class. I have a friend I want you to meet, and, assuming I bribe her with coffee, I'm sure she'll be there. But first, I wouldn't be a very good protector if I let you be late to class."
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miss Lilly</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 03:23:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.bbsize.com/images/profile/chloe-marshall-233x300.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe Masters<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;None<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Being escorted to math class<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Alexi, Carter<br><hr><br>Chloe breathed a sigh of relief when Alexi told her there would be regular classes, as well as super ones.&nbsp; She had always been a good student, managing to breeze through most of her schoolwork without too much trouble.&nbsp; Although she was entering a new system here, and things might be a little different.<br><br>"I wonder how different the regular classes will be, compared to back home..." she mused aloud.&nbsp; "I'm guessing our system is a far cry from yours."&nbsp; She smiled up at Alexi nervously.&nbsp; "But at least I won't look like too much of a doofus in there...not like classes where we have to use our powers...."&nbsp; The young woman gulped audibly.&nbsp; She had yet to gain much control over her abilities, and was sure she was going to make a right fool of herself. Probably on a daily basis.&nbsp; Catching Alexi's wistful smile, though, Chloe wondered if he, too, was having problems with his own powers.&nbsp; The thought made her feel slightly better.&nbsp; She was unlikely to be the only one suffering a lack of control.&nbsp; Right?<br><br>Alexi's description of himself as her protector made Chloe chuckle.&nbsp; And if she was perfectly honest with herself, it gave her a warm feeling inside too.&nbsp; He was nice, not like Carter.&nbsp; And nice was good.&nbsp; Nice was safe.&nbsp; Nice was what she should be looking for.&nbsp; Gripping his arm just a little tighter, she thought about her timetable.&nbsp; Sure that she'd be so far behind everyone else here, the pretty brunette had memorised her schedule, hoping that would save her from at least a little embarrassment. <br><br>"I have math first.&nbsp; That's in the Tech Hall, right?"&nbsp; Glancing over her shoulder at Carter and hoping she'd seem him later, she and Alexi left the auditorium.&nbsp; His offer to meet her at lunch was a welcome surprise, and made Chloe smile.&nbsp; "Oh!&nbsp; That sounds like fun...you might have to save me a seat though," she chuckled self consciously. "You can bet the sheep station that I'll get lost and be late.&nbsp; But...I promise to get there eventually....and not stand you up!"&nbsp; Chloe gave Alexi a small playful bump as they walked.&nbsp; "I don't suppose you have math first up too, do you?"&nbsp; A personal guide on her first day would be incredibly helpful.&nbsp; Well...a girl could hope, couldn't she?
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>08-03-2012, 04:02:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Rayve13/Alex-Pettyfer-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Alexi Reynolds</strong><br><strong>Nom de Guerre: Titan</strong><br><strong>Position/Grade: Student/Senior</strong><br><strong>Location: Class, </strong><br><strong>Tagging: Chloe</strong><br>_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>"Science, actually Chemistry," he replies, "but they're in the same building, so I can get you to your class and then head on to mine. Then I won't have to worry about saving you a seat."<br><br>He walks with her, the two drawing closer to the entrance to their building. He has to admit to himself she makes a lovely armful of woman, particularly as she pulls close.<br><br>"I'm sure you'll do fine in your training classes," he continues, "a lot of people are still working on developing their powers. It's a constant process, even for veterans with years of practice. For many of us, there's always some new trick to work on, some new way to use our powers that we hadn't considered before. And everyone needs practice and training here, it's why we're here."<br><br>He puts his arm around her shoulder, turning her gently towards the door to the building just before they pass it, then detaching to open the door, sliding in behind her and pointing down the hallway to the left.<br><br>"The only math class going on at this time is two doors down on the right. Just wait there when your class ends, and I should be along pretty quickly to grab you. Well, not literally, at least not outside of a training session, but...well, you get the idea."<br><br>He blushes a little at his verbal stumbles, not quite sure why he's suddenly a bit tongue-tied.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Self Destruct</strong> on <strong>12-03-2012, 22:50:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q15/doogieporker/Tyler-Hoechlin-7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Carter Neville<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Nitro <br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Senior<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Auditorium, Hall of Oracles<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Chloe, Alexi<br><hr><br>Carter grinned at Chloe's faux pas, but his grin quickly became a grimace as she pulled away from him and pressed in closer to Alexi.&nbsp; His dark eyes narrowed at the shy little nerd, and he straightens, turning his gaze back to Chloe.&nbsp; He didn't say anything, but it was obvious that he wasn't accustomed to being rejected by any woman, let alone the new girl on campus.&nbsp; Giving her a slight nod, he turned, and in an instant, he was gone, the ground where he was standing suddenly erupting in a spray of dirt and stone.&nbsp; <br><br>Obviously, the thought of being dismissed for someone else wasn't something he was used to.<br><br>'What a way to start another fun-filled year at this freakin' school...' he thought as he ran, pouring on the speed.&nbsp; He zigzagged around a fountain, and leapt over a standing stone with a plaque embedded on it's face.&nbsp; He moved fast across campus, soon leaving the Hall of Oracles behind him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>08-09-2012, 20:30:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alice Pleasance Liddell <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student, Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Smaller theater room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck. &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> OPEN, <br>Music she is working on (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjDuORtnJRY#ws)<br><br>Alice walked into the smaller theater off from large Auditorium. Her foots steps light as she walked across the room. It seemed the invisible girl knew very well how to be just that. She put her bag at the side of the equipment and went straight for one of the electric mixers. Turning it on her hands lightly danced along the keys. She loved the sound of the music she could make, and love that she had free reign to play. Leaning down she pulled a memory stick out and plugged in. It would allow her to add her own tones and make sure her sound was right as she worked on some vocals. Popping open a laptop she hooked it up to so it would record what she came up with for later use. Putting on her headphones on she flipped the mic forward plugging it in as well and swayed her hips getting ready to play. <br><br>Alice then took a moment closed her eyes and imagined the crowd in front of her. Cheering, dancing and knowing she was there. She smiled softly and made sure everything was on, as her fingers started to work. And her soon her voice started to join the music, sure she had tons of styles she could do. But in the end Alice always did what came to her, letting her emotions guide the music. It made it more real, more truthful, and in the end more her. Sound filled the room around her, she turned it up and her finger worked quickly as he adjusted sounds and tones, her finally trained ear caught any little mistake. Her voice was clear, crisp, beautiful as she sang. Her eyes closed as she imagined playing for someone. She wondered if Ed would actually stop by or if he'd let the pressure of being with a so called freak get to him. She smirked wondering how brave he could really be.<br><br>Thought I never fall in love again<br>But you're a perfect gentleman<br>And you play my kind of music man<br>So don’t let the music end<br><br>Don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don´t let the music end…<br><br>Fell in love with the DJ<br>Fell in love tonight<br>Hope this music don't replay<br>Cause it sounds so right<br><br>I can´t think of better ways to say<br>When I feel when it’s my song you play<br>And If you turn the music off, I’m sad<br>So don’t let the music end<br><br>Don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don’t let,<br>don´t let,<br>Don’t let the music end!<br><br>Fell in love with the DJ<br>Fell in love tonight<br>Hope this music don't replay<br>Cause it sounds so right<br><br>Don’t let the music end<br>Don’t let the music end<br>Don’t let the music end<br>(x4)<br><br>Don´t let the music end!<br><br>Fell in love with the DJ<br>Fell in love tonight<br>Hope this music don´t replay<br>Cause it sounds so right <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 19:04:56</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/EddieHead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Eddie</strong><br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Freight Train<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Jock NPC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Music Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr>Eddie hadn't had the chance to talk to Greg... not that he knew that Greg wanted to talk to him anyway.&nbsp; He made his way into Oracle Hall and, noting no one seemed to be around, peeked into the music room, where he heard singing.&nbsp; He saw Alice sitting in the room with a laptop in her lap, belting out a tune that showcased her lovely singing voice.&nbsp; He wasn't sure if Nebula High had a Glee Club, but if they did she'd be a shoe in.&nbsp; He slipped inside the large room and made his way over to where the purple haired girl sat, offering a smile and a wave to her.&nbsp; He waited for her to address him as he watched and listened to her sing.&nbsp; Right now he wasn't even thinking about cliques and the like.&nbsp; He was just intent on doing a bit of flirting... who knows where it might lead?
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				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 23:09:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alice Pleasance Liddell <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student, Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Smaller theater room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck. &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie<br><br>Alice sang letting her body sway a bit as the beat filtered through the system. She loved this time, loved the music and how it made her feel so alive. She honestly felt that this was what she was born to do. Despite her powers and the ideals that the school wanted to instill in them. She didn't know if she could ever really be a hero, but a artist well that just came naturally. <br><br>Her eyes fell on Eddie as he entered, a warm and bright smile came to her lips. She was honestly surprised that he actually showed up. She knew he was part of a crowd that didn't welcome her. Even if they had snuck into her parties more then once to enjoy themselves. Nope she was still an oddity at the school. But Alice wasn't one to tel that get to her. She was who she was no matter what they thought. Though Alice had to admit she was happy to see Eddie. Giving him a short wave, Alice finished out her song and let it load to the dive she had stuck in the laptop. <br><br>Standing up she hopped the few steps that separated them and stopped on the last one just before him. "<strong>Hello handsome. I wasn't sure if you'd really come or not. But I'm happy you did."</strong> she admitted with a soft smile, <strong>"What do you think of the song? It's one of my newest ones. I'm trying to work out a few kinks in it."</strong> she spoke and lightly poked him in the chest, <strong>"Be honest...I can take it."</strong><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>27-09-2012, 01:02:19</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/EddieHead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Eddie</strong><br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Freight Train<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Jock NPC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Music Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr>Looking down at Alice as the girl bounced over to him, he gave her a smile and a nod.&nbsp; As she asked him what she thought of her music, he paused as of to think about what to say.&nbsp; He really liked her voice.&nbsp; She was like a songbird.&nbsp; He grinned at that.<br><br><strong>"Do you mind if I call you 'songbird'?"</strong><br><br>He paused again and smiled a bit, placing his hand behind his head as he regarded the purple haired girl who stood so much shorter than him.&nbsp; He wished he knew all about music and the technical stuff so he could have something to chat with her about, but his mind was a bit blank, so he said the first thing that popped in there.<br><br><strong>"You're pretty.&nbsp; I like your singing."</strong><br><br>He sighed internally.&nbsp; Great.&nbsp; He must sound like Forrest Gump to her right now.&nbsp; God he hated that old movie.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>27-09-2012, 01:26:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alice Pleasance Liddell <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student, Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Smaller theater room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck. &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie<br><br>Alice smiled widened at his comments. In her mind Eddie was sweet and so cute, she could just eat him all up right then and there. Part of her didn't think he'd argue very much if she did. But he was sweet and she didn't want to make it seem like she just some slut. Her hands went to her pockets for a moment. She looked down at the idea of such a nickname for her. It almost made her blush, looking back up she nodded lightly."<strong>You can call me Songbird if you really want to. I've had ton of nick names but never one as sweet as that one."</strong> she said with a light smile. <br><strong><br>"Well your cute...and I like the way you talk. Makes a girl feel special, and not in a short bus sort of way."</strong> she smirked and came up on her toes. Without hesitating she kissed his cheek and then stepped back. <strong>"Tell me what kind of music do you like? What's your favorite style and song?"</strong> she asked sliding to sit on the steps she padded the steps beside her for him to sit. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 03:18:10</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/EddieHead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Eddie</strong><br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Freight Train<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Jock NPC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Music Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr>The short bus reference went right over Eddie's head, which was probably a good thing, because if he understood it there was a chance he may have taken it the wrong way.&nbsp; All seemed well, though... at least for now.&nbsp; He nodded his head at her as she called him cute and asked what kind of music he liked.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"I like Barenaked Ladies.&nbsp; Um... lots of older music like Nine Inch Nails and Metallica.&nbsp; Before they sold out, that is.&nbsp; I do like Avril Lavigne, but don't tell the guys."</strong><br><br>He paused and a smile graced his face again.<br><br><strong>"What sort of music do you like?&nbsp; Other than your own, I mean?"</strong><br><br>He watched her as she stood before him and he had to admit that a certain amount of lust was stirring within him.&nbsp; He couldn't ghelp it.&nbsp; She was cute and that hair just fueled his imagination.&nbsp; Still, it was different just... talking to a girl.&nbsp; Too many of the cheerleader types didn't really care for talk that wasn't gossip.&nbsp; He hated gossip.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 06:27:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alice Pleasance Liddell <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student, Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Smaller theater room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck. &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie<br><br>Alice smiled and nodded in approval, "<strong>Oh you just got points with those.</strong>" she mused lightly and looked up at him from her spot on the steps. "<strong>I love a man that has decent taste in music. So many people don't know a song unless it is playing on the radio.</strong>" she smirked and looked to her laptop. "<strong>I like all sorts of music, sept country not to much country I like. But I love rock, alternative, techo, dance, a little bit of pop,</strong>" she said with a laugh, <strong>"Even like some rap and r and b.</strong>" she spoke and took a few steps. "<strong>When it comes to older bands, Kansas, Styx.</strong>" she said and smiled.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hands hooked into the loops of her pants and started to sing. Her voice beautiful even without the music helping her. "<strong>Oh mama I'm in fear for my life. From the long arm of the law. Lawman has put an end to my running. And I'm so far from my home. Oh mama I can hear you a crying. You're so scared and all alone. Hangman is coming down from the gallows. And I don't have very long."</strong> she said smiling and rocking on her heels.&nbsp; &nbsp;"<strong>What is your favorite song?</strong>" she asked with a light smirk. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>12-10-2012, 18:21:16</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/EddieHead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Eddie</strong><br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Freight Train<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Jock NPC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Music Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr>Eddie took a step closer to the girl, smiling down at her so that she would have to crane her neck up to meet his eyes.&nbsp; He liked her tastes in music as well... except for the rap and R&amp;B part, but he wasn't about to say anything about that for not wanting to offend her.&nbsp; He wet his lips and smiled some more as the girl began to sing again.&nbsp; It would be really easy to become smitten with her just because of her voice alone, though he wasn't actively thinking about that.&nbsp; He stood and listened to her song and when she was finished he spoke again.<br><br><strong>"That was pretty awesome.&nbsp; My favorite song?&nbsp; Um... it's a tie between One Week and Bohemian Rhapsody."</strong><br><br>He realized that a lot of the music he liked would be considered old as dirt by most of his peers, but he didn't care.&nbsp; He liked what he liked and no one was going to force him to listen to something just because it was modern and trendy.&nbsp; Not that he didn't like some modern music as well, but for the most part his tastes ran to the 80s and 90s.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>13-10-2012, 00:28:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alice Pleasance Liddell <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student, Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Smaller theater room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck. &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie<br><br>Alice let her eyes travel up till her neck was craning up so she could look Eddie in the eyes. He was certainly a commanding presence. Not that she was complaining in the least. She liked the idea of him taking command. Not that she was going to admit that just yet. She wondered what he thought of her, if he was really here because he was allured by her. Or if he was just killing time with the wild purple haired girl. Either way she was going to enjoy their time together. Who knew what could happen. And Alice was looking forward to see where it lead. <br><br><strong>"Oh not a bad choice, one week got to me to smile during an all to long week way back when. And I remember the first time I was listening to Bohemian Rhapsody. I may have been slightly intoxicated and jumped into the pool afterward. But I plead the fifth."</strong> she said making a zipping of her lips motion. "<strong>I can't say I have a favorite, I can't pick just one. I love all music. Though Fly me to the moon is certainly up there, my mom used to sing it when I was little. Cheesy I know, but I'm just your average dork I guess."</strong> she laughed softly and pushed a bit of stray hair back behind her ear. <strong>"So tell me what does Eddie really find entertaining and fun?"</strong> she asked wanting to know more about him. To know what made him tick. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>25-10-2012, 17:37:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/EddieHead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Eddie</strong><br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Freight Train<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Jock NPC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Music Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr>Eddie offered the girl a smile, moving to place his hands on her arms, leaning in close, within about six inches of her face... of her lips.&nbsp; He felt a rush of something in his stomach, like butterflies fluttering around in there.&nbsp; No, not butterflies.&nbsp; Something more manly... uhhh... ok, he couldn't think of anything right then but definitely more manly than butterflies.&nbsp; He spoke softly as he gave her arms a gentle but potent squeeze.&nbsp; It was obvious that he was very strong.<br><br><strong>"I think making out with cute girls in the music room is fun."</strong><br><br>He smirked internally.&nbsp; He actually thought that line sounded pretty smooth.&nbsp; Yeah, like something out of a movie... he was the epitome of cool right now and to be honest, he didn't care all that much.&nbsp; He pushed the rambling thoughts out of his mind until his thoughts were simple and concise.&nbsp; Not that Eddie knew what concise meant.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>26-10-2012, 02:46:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alice Pleasance Liddell <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student, Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Smaller theater room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck. &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie<br><br>Alice smirked thinking for a moment, her hand came up and touched his chest. He was really sweet, he did surprise her though. And she couldn't help but wonder what would happen with his buddies. Tilting her head a bit she also realized she didn't really care about it. At the moment she wanted him, and he was suddenly offering.<strong> "You know that sounds like fun. Though I haven't done it yet, maybe you can show me what it's like."</strong> she said with a soft smile as stepped forward enough to let her lips brush his. She had to admit he was certainly making her wonder if he could handle her. Smiling as she was more then happy to let him try at least a little bit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>14-11-2012, 16:26:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/EddieHead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Eddie</strong><br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Freight Train<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Jock NPC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Music Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr>A smile formed on his face as her lips brushed against his and every part of him was screaming 'go for it!' as loud as they could.&nbsp; So he did.&nbsp; He slipped one hand around to the back of her head, his fingers sliding through her hair and he gently but firmly pulled her lips to his.&nbsp; He hadn't said he wanted to kiss her.&nbsp; He said making out, so he was not about to stop what he was doing anytime soon.&nbsp; He wasn't a bad kisser for his reputation as a dumb brute.&nbsp; His other hand slid around to the small of her back and pulled her hips to meet his so that her body was molded to his body.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Mmmmm"...</strong><br><br>He obviously couldn't speak right now.&nbsp; He began with a heated but nominal kiss, then as the seconds went by he increased it until his lips parted, his tongue seeking soft entrance between her lips.&nbsp; He had no idea that this may be in some way against some code he wasn't aware of.&nbsp; He generally let Greg handle that kind of stuff.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>14-11-2012, 22:23:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alice Pleasance Liddell <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student, Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Smaller theater room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck. &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie<br><br>Alice was pleased he didn't back down, that his hands came to her body. And even more please when his lips met hers. She half expected him to back down. Either because she was to bold for him, or because she was out of his social circle. It seemed that Eddie was braver than she gave him credit for. She stepped closer her hands trailing her up his chest as she pressed her body closer. Her lips met his and at first it was soft yet heated. But than he pulled her body closer to his. She pressed closer to his muscular frame, her small softer one pressing and molding to his. Her hips tight against his as he deepened the kiss. <br><br>Her hands trailed up to his neck, and her lips parted. Her tongue found his as they danced together. The kiss became more passionate, and she let a moan escape her lips. It seemed that the jock's talents weren't limited to the football field.&nbsp; She actually felt her legs go a little weak, but she was held close enough to his body that it didn't matter. She'd kiss him as long as he wanted to be kissed, it was certainly something she could enjoy again....and again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>24-11-2012, 15:43:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/EddieHead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> <strong>Eddie</strong><br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Freight Train<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Jock NPC<br><strong>Location:</strong> Music Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alice<br><br><hr>There they were, in the music room with their bodies pressed close together, his arm around her back, the other hand sliding down her hip as he kissed her feverishly, his tongue exploring her own tongue as they made out.&nbsp; His 'free' hand moved to squeeze her delicious ass, pulling her closer to him, the bulge in his pants apparent as it pressed against the shorter girl's belly.&nbsp; He groaned into the kiss and pulled back for just a moment to speak between unsteady breaths.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"You're fucking hot."</strong><br><br>He reached down with his other hand and, one ass cheek firmly in each hand, he lifted her up, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist, to press his arousal against her through their clothes.&nbsp; She would have to hold onto his neck if she wanted to re-initiate the kiss.&nbsp; Eddie wanted to see how far she was willing to go.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: NEBULA HIGH (IC - Hall of Oracles: Library and Auditorium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>24-11-2012, 23:44:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/darkglitch/tumblr_m6p33fthYj1qc49y8o4_400-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Alice Pleasance Liddell <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>DJ Cheshire, Violet, and anything else her class mates call her<br><strong>Position/Grade:</strong> Student, Junior<br><strong>Location:</strong> Smaller theater room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Her purple hair pulled up in a ponytail, and her DJing head phones around her neck. &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=56734299)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie<br><br>Alice didn't bother holding back as they kissed, she didn't want to. He was a surprisingly good with his lips, and his the movement of his tongue made her wonder what else he could do with it. She moaned softly as her body pressed against his, his strong hands on her smaller form. Alice could feel that he was hard. A slight smirk came to her face and they had simply kissed. Granted it was one hell of a kiss. Her body wiggled against his, apply just a bit of pressure to the hard length that pressed against her. <br><br>Looking up at him as he broke the kiss to speak. She smirked and one of her hands gripped his shirt. Her legs wrapping around his waist as lifted her lighter body. <strong>"Your not so bad yourself. Down right lickable," </strong>she said with a smile as her tongue licked along his neck ever so slowly.<strong>" And a damn good kisser. Keep it up and I may just see what else that tongue can do."</strong> she teased a bit. She had not planned to sleep with him just yet. But damn if he wasn't making it hard to keep her mind and her body from resisting the urge to do just that. Her hands trailed up his body and around his neck. Her lips once again brushed his, and with out hesitation she kissed him again. Ok maybe she'd see about having a little fun....just a little. She moaned and her body pressed against his again. 
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