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Ari

I woke the next morning and staggered into the shower with a heartfelt groan. A huge bruise was coloring in nicely on my left shoulder from the carrot. I managed to get cleaned up though.

I dressed in a silver body suit and slipped a black coverall over it, putting the gunblade on my thigh holster, extra ammo in pockets, a machete down my back with the handle hidden by my hair. A can of "Super-burn!" and a box of matches went into another pocket, my wallet into another and I put my wrist PC on too.

Armed, dressed for mess and feeling as paranoid as a cat in a rocking chair factory, I left my room, wondering what the caf would be serving up today. I would need the energy- had my engine class, a cooking class and a class on Earth human history. The history class would be first... after food.

I walked into the cafeteria, my work boots whisper quiet on the linoleum floor...
 
Todays cafeteria food looked suspiciously edible, and that was likely a bad sign. The exception to that was the much to over cooked toast and the green grape jam, the jam glowed with the usual radiation. Rumor has it the grape jam used real grapes from Chernobyl.

The students and faculty to were sparse today for what ever reason, then again few faculty were ever unfortunate enough to require eating here. Among the students here they appeared to be English and philosophy majors preparing for a poor life, which would likely involve eating what ever they can find after graduation.
 
Ari

Avoiding the glowing green gelly, and the alliteration it entailed, I grabbed a plate of french toast, some pananas (like bananas but purple) to put on top and a glass of protoculture version coke.


I pulled a batter out of my pocket and set it next to me on the table, ready to pull from it if nessessary. I had the feeling it was going to be a rough and tumble day and the paranoia probably showed on my face, around the food shoveling.
 
Jamie groaned, finally giving up on trying to sleep. He figured the best thing to do was to get out of bed, and drag the irritated mass he called a body to the chaotic mess called the cafeteria.

Things felt... Unsettling... To say the least. The food was the initial warning sign, considering how edible most of it looked. If it wasn't for the fact Jamie needed allot of sugar in his system, and the fact he hasn't eaten anything for almost two days, he'd would've avoided the campus menu all together.

"What I'd kill for a vending machine right about now..."
 
Sittin at one of the tables was Sarah, the child of a very successful lawyer the type of person who was spoiled rotten before she got her credit card. She pushed back her long dark hair.

"Oh great the security squad is here." She frowned in a manner that kept her nose tilted upwards. "May I ask where you fools were last night when the dorm room across the way was playing was throwing that loud party? Some one peed in my bushes I have you know!"
 
Ari

I looked over at the speaker, raising an eyebrow as I swallowed the last of my food.

"You know, most women wouldn't speak of having their bush peed upon to total strangers. You're allowed your kink, but I honestly don't need to hear about it."

She stank of spoiled bitchiness along with designer perfume. Manicured nails looked as if they wanted to gouge my eyes out. Since the feeling was mutual and I was feeling feisty, I played along.

I smiled sweetly at her before pulling out my gunblade, the business end pointed at her and a tiny laser dot on her forehead. "Give me at least another hour before starting shit, okay Princess? Or I can shoot you in the head and pay to have you revived as a blonde with bad roots. Your choice. Either way, I want to finish my coke so make this quick."
 
IC: "Typical, plenty of cuorage until something actully happens. I have you know while your weapon is leathal, I have a far more dangerous weapon at my disposal and I suggest you leave and bother some one else with your ugly looks... After all my daddy can fire your daddy when ever I want."
 
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OOC: Long post... Reeeeeally long post...


IC: Jamie's eyes lifted and lowered, giving his choice of items within the vending machine a long, and for the most part, bewildered look. Magic potions that most likely were expired, papers that looked to either be instructions for magic casters (something that Jamie was not, he could build spells via potions, but has yet learned how to cast them without the need of an outside source) or long over due rental papers, it was hard to tell if it was one or the other, or magic enforcement cards, most of them for defeating giant sized city stomping monsters.

"I'd really love a nice, normal, earth vending machine right now..."

Jamie sighed and shook his head as began to put coins into the machine.

"As normal as it gets I guess."

Jamie scanned the machine again, finally finding something that looked edible. Though he found it particularly odd, he found what looked to be a perfectly normal boxed lunch, and a nice large can of chocolate malt soda, a flavor said to of been extinct for quite some time. Jamie again had to remind himself that this was now a normality after a moment of hesitation, then proceeded to push the buttons to receive his meal.

"Had worse on the job. Besides, if it kills me, I can always be revived." Jamie paused at his last words. "No... Not an option."

As Jamie pulled his food and set out of the machine, he could hear the familiar voice of Ari apparently in some verbal quarrel with a random person. The psychic teen sighed, he had just gotten through a dorm incident that left him tired, hungry, and irritable, he really didn't want to step in with this one. Of course, Ari whipping out her gunblade to a rather unsettlingly un-phased girl kinda shoved that aside.

Two options came to Jamie:

One would be the obviously smarter option, which is get the hell out of dodge, go back to his room, wait things out, and see if either Ari or the other girl needed somebody to pay for their revival, (to avoid an unnecessary guilt trip for Jamie.)

or

Two, he could take the clearly more dangerous, and possibly unneeded route, jumped in, and play peace officer once again. Or at least psychically blast a hole in the stuck up girl's head and end it all in a instant.

Something about the blond really bothered Jamie, he figured it was the arrogantly high amount of confidence she had even when Ari had a dead aim on her, and as much as Jamie loathed stuck up people, he subconsciously knew there was something more to it.

"Ah to hell with it."

Jamie nonchalantly weaved around tables and groups, until he stood in between the girl, and Ari's aim. "Hey Ari, been a while," he said, sounded completely oblivious to the fact Ari was ready to kill somebody. His head was turned away from the girl as he stared directly towards Ari, his eyes practically screaming "please for the love of God whatever she said to piss you off, drop it. I had a rough night Ari, I don't need this, please just drop it..."

Jamie prayed his silent plead had gotten through his friend, because even if he could telepathically speak with others, he'd avoid doing so, invading somebody's in any sense could be considered perverted, and worthy of a gruesome death by some. He could dodge whatever the other girl could fire, and possibly even Ari's, however it could also instigate yet another mess hall war, something in Jamie's state he doubted he could leave, in one piece at least.
 
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Sarah looked at the new comer and glared at the back of his head for a moments and then turned to the side. "Come on girls lets go to the mall." With that she and her entourage left and was quickly lost some where on campus on there way to the mall.

On the ground by Jamie and Ari is a single piece of plastic, a credit card. One that planed to go unnoticed until the time was right.

OOC: Look I have a plot now... be afraid, be very afraid.
 
Ari

I had been all upset at the girl until she started on the "my daddy can fire your daddy crap." Laughter bubbled up inside me, so much so that by the time Jamie was making his plea not to kill people I just couldn't help it.

I damn near fell out of my chair laughing so hard it was difficult to breath. "Fire my daddy... *snort*... as if. What a pathetic creature to not even have enough personal power to fight her own battles, she must totatly rely on another."

About five moments later I managed to quit laughing and turned my attention back to Jamie with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'll try not to kill around you if it upsets you. Last night was rough for me too. Blasted projectile carrots."
 
"Killing people doesn't upset me in the least," Jamie said as he sat in the seat facing Ari, "but after last night's... Peace negotiations I had to enforce, I don't think I can physically take another war zone incident, and I'm pretty sure the lovely sound of a gun shot, and the sweet scent of blood can instigate a battle royale almost as fast as a meep popping out from thin air."

Jamie popped open his can of soda. "And you're lucky if the worst thing you had to deal with was a projected vegetable. Try handling a dorm room "no pajamas needed" slumber party crash. Chimeras included..."
 
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Random student

IC: "That was you?!" A young man turned around and looked at the two. "I was at that party last night."
 
Ari

"I'm beginning to think we need badges or something," I mused aloud, as I finished my soda. "Something official looking, like the GXP or the GOTT's. GOTT's got cool badges."

I dodged a flying casaba melon without thinking about it, glad I was wearing coveralls instead of nice clothes today. I shot a glance at my watch. "Ah time for classes to start. I've got history to start the day with, you?"
 
Jamie leaned back and glared at the random student. "Yeah, and the next time you dopes decided to fight in the middle of the night, I'll kill you at a much slower and a more painful pace, got it?"

'I'm beginning to think we need badges or something,' said Ari, 'something official looking, like the GXP or the GOTT's. GOTT's got cool badges.'

"I doubt a badge would make a difference to these people" Jamie muttered as he mindlessly caught a unidentified flying apple, and took a bite out of it.

'Ah time for classes to start. I've got history to start the day with, you?'

Jamie scoffed. "Alchemic Study of Creating Chimeras, then off to Magic-based Study of Creating Chimeras. Ironic, ain't it?"
 
Ari

"More duplication then anything," I said, dodging a sprig of broccoli and sending a rain of muffin wrappers at the thrower in retaliation.

"Wonder where Hellion's gotten off to," I mused aloud, scanning the room. A worried frown appeared before I pushed it away. "Rumor has it they're letting in some kind of student I haven't met before. A 'anti-magic' type or something. You heard anything about that?"
 
"Anti-magic?" Jamie shook his head. "No I haven't, but then again, I haven't really talked to anybody for a couple days." Jamie nodded his head towards the direction the girl and her friends had went. "Wouldn't be shocked if daddy's little girl was the anti-magic culprit."
 
Ari

"I doubt if she's anything that important," I retorted with a wry smirk. "However, the bitchy exterior could be hiding something, it almost assuredly does."

I was cut off from saying anything else by a mortar exploding twenty feet away, sending odd coils of metal all around the room, some doing major damage. The rest bounced crazily off the walls chanting something strange.
Its slinky, its slinky
Its such a wonderful toy,
Its death for a girl or a boy!


"What the hell?" I asked aloud, not expecting an answer. "I died already this week, no damn springs going to kill me again!"
 
"I doubt if she's anything that important," I retorted with a wry smirk. "However, the bitchy exterior could be hiding something, it almost assuredly does."

I was cut off from saying anything else by a mortar exploding twenty feet away, sending odd coils of metal all around the room, some doing major damage. The rest bounced crazily off the walls chanting something strange.
Its slinky, its slinky
Its such a wonderful toy,
Its death for a girl or a boy!


"What the hell?" I asked aloud, not expecting an answer. "I died already this week, no damn springs going to kill me again!"

"Graver's ghost," Jamie blurted out as he leaped out of his chair to avoid an stray coil. He crossed the table in one stride and spun mid air, landing next to Ari and setting up a psychonectic force field with a seconds' hesitation. The spring had enough force to dent into the dome like purple shield before bouncing off into another direction. "And here I was thinking the insane asylum had settled down a little. What I get for letting my guard down!"
 
Kori N. Durr

The doom slinky fell to the floor and moved across the ground in a manner typical to the famous toy. At the same time the wall did something very different from the normal breaking motion it has become accustomed too, in fact it did much the opposite and rebuilt its self. At the same time Jamie found his psionics twist in an odd way as if responding to something. Magic wands, lasers, and other odd weapons that were in use suddenly ceased to function properly, jamming if you will. Students puzzled for a moment and then remembered where they were, and at IOU weirder things have happened... in the same week, and the food fight resumed.

A slender leg clad in denim stepped into the room attached to it was as an attractive although skinny looking woman with blue eyes and red hair. As she entered a small blond girl dressed in white leather left, holding her cat and taking her winged shadow with her.

The jean wearing woman saw the food being tossed back and forth and ducked low slowly moving across the room toward the lunch line. She paused for a moment finding a credit card on the floor. She then stood up and asked the nearest two students, Jamie and Ari, "Did one of you drop this?"
 
Ari

I looked at the girl as my skin seemed to be trying to crawl away from her, though I couldn't figure out why. I looked at the card she proffered. "Not mine. Not a big fan of plastic. Too easily lost."
 
Jamie twisted his wrist numerous times, wondering how his field had suddenly died out on him.

'Did one of you drop this?'

Jamie's eyes moved towards the girl, a rather blank look on his face. His imaginary assassin alert system screaming out warning signals towards him. Before he could say anything answered.

'Not mine. Not a big fan of plastic. Too easily lost.'

"Don't look at me, only plastic painted gold I've been permitted to use are explosives."
 
Ari

I turned my gaze back to the new girl. "I'm Arivania Inverse, CoM student."

As I spoke, I laid my hand atop my battery and was surprised to not feel the slightest tingle from the interface. I tried to send a magical quary down, expecting trouble over my school affeliation.

A severe sense of unease spread through me as I shot a glance down at the battery. It was at full charge, according to the sensor.
 
Jamie had jammed his hands in his pockets, constantly making attempts to silently charge a half-asses psy orb, but couldn't produce enough to even give somebody a small static shock. It was alarming to say the least, and down right terrifying to say the most.

"Jamie Sky, CoM student..."

Jamie's head turned back towards Ari, an bewildered look plastered on his face. "You're a CoM," he silently asked in confusion. The thought that she may have hidden her true alliance to the new girl hadn't crossed his mind until the second after he asked. "Now of all times you tell me you affiliation," Jamie said, running a quick recovery from his verbal fumble.
 
Kori N. Durr

IC: "I am Kori Durr... Law student as of today." He seemed to pause thinking of the best coarse of action. "I am new here and running late could one of you take that to the campus lost and found since I am running late and really need to eat something." A meat ball hit the side of her face leaving a saucy mark on her cheek. "On second thought I am not hungry."

"All the same I am late and having enough trouble finding my classes." She reached into her top fishing amongst the modest cleavage and pulled out a small paper map of the school exactly like every one else received when they started down to the coffee stain. "But a missing credit card is dangerous, so if you can't take it to the lost and found at least direct me to campus security so I can hand it off."
 
"Er... Well... On a technical basis, we're campus secruity."

The look on Kori's face said it all.

"To make a long story short, allot of the 'properly trained' security guards were rendered... Er... Inactive, so the school is enforcing that some of the students fill in..."
 
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