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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 19, 2006 9:50:34 GMT -8
((OoC: Weeeee~))
In the main office, the Supervisors office sat the man that let those God wanna-bes into the school, well didn't really let them, but let the students go up against them. He found all the students who had gotten involved the first time. And asked in each classroom for there preasence in the office. He also asked for a few others. He looked down at the list compiled infront of him from researching the students he thought could handle this mission he was about to send them on, and the list was compiled as follows.
1. Travis 2. Aureus
3. Jake 4. Saint 5. Aris 6. Ken Otoomi 7. Vincent 8. Grayon Brand 9. Lex Sai 10. Artemis Aomori-Cross 11. Atticus Wagner
He sat in his nice chair behind a nice pure oak desk. Waiting for the students to arrive. Once they arrived he would tell them their mission and everything they NEEDED to know, no more no less, and maybe even hand out a special assignment to a student or two. so it was only a matter of time.
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Post by Grayon Brand on Sept 19, 2006 14:16:57 GMT -8
Grayon looked up and down the hall. Noone was coming that he could see, but then of course, Grayon always prided himself on being punctual.
He knocked rasply three times on the door and swung it open and stepped in without waiting for a "come in". He wanted to know why the principal had called him, and he decided that he would found out rather quickly, and get right to the point.
"You called me here sir?"
*SARCASM* Wow... he's such a brown-noser... *END SARCASM*
But he really couldn't care much if the principal had called him here to expel him... Grayon wasn't into this school too much, he found it to fit just about all the stories he had heard about High School... so idiotic and... immature. But while looking at the principal, Grayon had guessed that he wasn't going to be expelled, due to the few facts he could get by looking around.
What was on that paper? A few names seemed to be scrawled on there... what for? Were the teachers singling out students for some reason? Grayon decided to keep full attention and have his wits about him at all times...
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Post by Artemis on Sept 19, 2006 14:58:24 GMT -8
Artemis stood in the hallway after receiving a message that the principal wished to see her. She coudn't put her finger on why he would wish to see her of all people. The young beauty just stood there a bit puzzled, tucking some of her hair behind her right ear. There was absolutly no way that she could be in trouble, unless it was about her recent absence from the school but other than that what could it be.
Why would he wish to see me?.. I suppose the only way to answer that would be to go..[/color]
With a sigh she headed down the halls to the principal's office. Her seldom look ((Look at avi)) remained as her honey colored orbs shifted left and right. Once reaching his office she knocked twice calmly before opening the door with gracefully and closing it behind her. She noticed another in the room and began thinking who was this and why was he here. Could it be the same reason? If so, then what was the reason. She looked to the principal speaking calmly and respectfully.
"You summoned for me sir?.. May I ask to what the meaning of this is?"
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Sept 19, 2006 15:44:31 GMT -8
"Why does everyone have to ask questions?"
Those were the only words that spat from Travis' lips as he entered the office. He too was interested in why he was called here, but he didn't plan on asking questions. After all, the principle had called them here. Surely he would tell them why, without people asking. Wasted breath.
Travis' blue orbs would snap from one unknown student to another, and then toward the principle, Mr. Asiv. Travis would only give a simple nod, his eyes narrowed slightly. Most that looked at him would probably notice that he wasn't in the best of moods. All he wanted to do was get this over with, and continue on with his day. His arms crossed as he focused on the principle, and then waited patiently for him to speak.
"I sure hope this doesn't take too long.. And I hope it isn't a waste of my time.. I have other things that I'd like to get to today.."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2006 15:54:30 GMT -8
It had been a while since the attack by the men pretending to be the Greek Gods Apollo and Hephaestus had attacked the school looking for something Mr. Asiv had stolen, according to them. The students had been left to fend off the attack by themselves with little help from the faculty. Saint had been one of those students, though he couldn’t truly remember what had happened clearly. Nevertheless this whole meeting was most likely about that very incident. But there were still so many questions to be answered, of course this wasn’t a problem since Saint was going to meet the man that had those very answers.
As the student body president made his way from the library to the office he kept placing pieces together. The school’s captain, Mitsuki had been missing since the attack and it wouldn’t take a genius to figure to two events were intertwined. But Apollo and Hephaestus had been defeated, which meant others had to have shown and taken the girl. How sad would there chances be if the school captain was a damsel in distress? What other “gods” were there? What abilities did they have? Was Asiv going to mount a rescue mission for the captain? They needed some way to get information but these “gods” but had only one possible source… and no guarantee that source would even be willing or able to give them any info. It was like walking into a dark arena after being told there are “bad things” there.
Or maybe Saint was thinking to much about this and Asiv was just going to thank them. He needed a smoke… badly. The last time they had met with Asiv or the faculty without knowing why, they had been attacked at random. So… Saint was a little paranoid… if you had an inner child at wanted to burn every living thing in order to save it in some demented version of logic you’d be paranoid at times too. As he approached the office doors, the pillar glanced at the arm guards he had gotten from Apollo… if that was to be the beginning… this would be harder than they could imagine. Without further deliberation Saint opened the door of the office and slipped in. He had no intentions of saying anything at the moment, so he kept to the back wall and waited patiently.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 19, 2006 18:12:14 GMT -8
Asiv scratched off names with his trusty blue pen. They all walked in one after another not much chance of Asiv answering any questions as of yet. Well not with everyone trying to ask the same question over and over, without him having a chance of getting to it. Then finally a moment of silence. asiv folded his hands and put on a nice smile, friendly warm inviting, you would think he was a nice guy.
"People, people, please, calm yourselves. Take a seat and get comfy. nothings gonna jump out of the shadows today and try and murder you."
Asiv made a few hand motions as he spoke, as habit when speaking to a group of people.
"I will answer all of your questions in one big speech, once everyone is here, ok? Well we wont wait for everyone, I'm sure two or three are absent, or just plane old not gonna show up."
Asiv then began to fiddle with the pen between his fingers. Flipping it around. He then began to play mahic with it, he concentrated his Qi through to his hands, using the Destructive Palms Technique in a rather none destructive way, to levitate the pen over his hand, and then with a single small pop blast it just upwards into the air. It would then land back on his hand as he went to scratch out another name.
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Post by Atticus Wagner on Sept 19, 2006 21:29:57 GMT -8
"Whoooh! I got in trouble already! This school is too easy!" Grinning as he strode down the halls, Atticus made his way to 'the office'. Of course, there was an MP3 player in his hand, a blue and white Sansa, pumping techno into his ears so loud that nearby classrooms could hear it. Yeah, not exactly good for the ears. The fact was that he had reversed the direction of the speakers in his headphones, so he was hearing at only a decent level of noise, while the world around him got the full noise. Just another way he could annoy the world. The blonde hair and purple streaks were flying all over the place as Atticus' footwork took him full across the halls. Just in a nutshell, he was groovin' and nothing was going to stop that.
Jamming even as he opened the door, he was about to say something to the effect of 'Let me guess; Detention?' but he never got around to it. Instead, his body ceased to move, save his head, which tilted to the side quizzically to the sight of so many people. Sure, some of them had been around during the incident in Psych, but not the girl, or the upper classman. So it wasn't about him at all, which was actually pretty dissappointing. Sure, he could ask himself, but he knew adults with authority, they described everything anyway. He wondered why they liked to talk so much, maybe they had somehow lost the spirit of youth around age 28 and found the world had left them behind, and because they had been left behind, perhaps they latched on to any opportunity to be given attention again. But Atticus none the less prepared for an earfull, by forgetting to turn off the Sansa.
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Post by Aureus on Sept 21, 2006 14:29:16 GMT -8
Algebra class, the one period that Aureus hated above all others. Most of the students in his class were aware of it too, and how wouldn't they be after he had knocked out the teacher; who just happened to be making his first appearance in the class since the incident. The man watched the schizo closely, but didn't say a word and just went about teaching his boring lesson. Overall, he seemed exceedingly tamer. Maybe he was afraid of the students now. That wasn't a good thing, and Aureus had not meant to do it, but if that was the case there was no going back.
Regardless, the information was nothing new and the Freshmen was passing his time by getting lost in random thoughts. At first he was thinking about Chihiro, but Levi's teasing put an end to that after only a minute. After that his mind turned to more pressing issues: The School Captain's disappearance. Everyone knew about it, and it had happened directly after the gods attacked. Mitsuki had been there, so the connection was obvious. But who, exactly, had taken her, how did they manage it without drawing the student's attention, and where did they take her? There weren't really any answers, only more questions. And suddenly the dark haired boy was caught off guard by a tap on his shoulder. He was about to break whatever touched him when he saw it was a girl. She handed him a note and than walked out of the classroom.
Asiv... Aureus thought with slight distaste after reading it. What could he want? Well there was only one way to find out. Standing up, the Pillar slipped on his silver rimmed glasses and walked out of the room. As he made his way down the hallway, the studs on his right hand glove scrapped slightly against the wall. He would enter the Supervisor's office without knocking, as the man had called him in and should be expecting him. To the Varsity Captain's surprise, it seemed Asiv was entertaining a crowd. Still curious as to what the meeting was about, he kept his mouth shut, stuffed his hands into his pockets, and tried to ignore the annoying music blasting from the idiot's headphones. It took enough willpower not to put the boy through a wall.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Sept 21, 2006 16:10:06 GMT -8
The School Captain of Public High School #259 had been in a disturbing slumber while Poseidon carried the girl limply over his shoulder. During the half hour she was out, she was taken to a cellar, where Hermes and Dionysus stood patiently to stand guard, to keep her from running away, to keep her from destroying the other. Or were they? As soon as the half hour passed, Mitsuki kept her eyes closed, not very aware of where she was, other than the fact that she was laying on a cool cement surface, and was definitely not at home. Keeping her eyes shut and laying still, there was an odd feeling in her gut, and a minor headache pounded against her forehead. She remained silent, hearing footsteps here and there, feeling the vibrations of the floor buzz against the side of her head, until she realized something - the last thing she remembered was grinding her knee into Dionysus' groin. Had he managed to slip out and knock her out? Her thoughts had to come to a pause when she heard a door creaking open, and another set of footsteps come in.
"That lowly human half brother of mine refused our invitation... We have no choice but to destroy Zack Asiv."
The voice belonged to none other then the god wanna-be, Zeus. The great god of all gods, the king of the world, yadda, yadda, yadda. What interested the young red haired girl is that he mentioned Mr. Asiv, or Zack Asiv, to be precise. And the wanna-be Zeus did not only know Mr. Asiv, but was also the step-brother, or half brother of him as well. Interesting? Well, to Mitsuki it was. Whatever the invitation was, Mr. Asiv had refused to go, and the wanna-be Zeus wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. The "invitation" must have been important, or all of this wouldn't be happening, now would it? Mitsuki wouldn't be here, and all that trouble in the school wouldn't have been happening either. Which made her wonder again - why was Mitsuki here? Why had they captured her? Surely they didn't know anything about the disciplinary program going on and about at 259, did they? And surely they wouldn't know that Mitsuki was the School Captain? Well, ex-School Captain, Mitsuki corrected herself. She allowed herself to be captured, and she was sure that they had already replaced her. She scolded herself for losing her title so easily, and so early as well. Or at least, that's what she thought.
The red haired girl finally opened her eyes and pushed herself up, sitting in an upright position, her eyes scanning the area. The room was entirely empty but two wanna-be gods and a door, four base walls, a ceiling and a floor. She was found on the far right hand corner, and she leaned against the walls, tilting her head slightly back. She looked at Hermes - the one she didn't know - and kept her eyes away from Dionysus, because she was sure she already knew his so called godly power. She didn't know how he was able to lure in girls and others so easily, but there was no effing way she was going to fall into his little trap. She didn't know how Hephaestus' fire gloves worked either, and she didn't exactly want to know how they worked, but why.
Her eyes stared intently at Hermes for a moment, trying to figure out which godly wanna-be guy he was, and by seeing the symbol of wings on him, she only guessed that he was Hermes. Why? Well, which god was the most famous for having wings on his shoes? Hermes was - the god of thieves, the god of messenger, or the most famous: god of speed.
From the information she had received from Zeus without him knowing, she knew she had to tell the others something about it. So she spoke in a quiet bitter tone, her red and black mask muffling her voice, yet her clothes were still damp with water, making her slightly colder than usual. Her voice would ring clear enough for the two wanna-be gods to hear her, and she had gotten enough rest, and she would fight to get out if she wanted to. Her will was strong, and she pushed herself up so she would be standing, the red haired girl's yellow eyes narrowing down on Hermes, her pupils adjusting to the change of light.
"Open the door."
Her voice was demanding, full of power and authority, yet expressionless and her eyes held no sign of emotion as she turned her head toward Dionysus, but did not look directly at him. She looked passed him, but saw him from the white of her eyes - it wasn't that hard, but she would be able to keep control. She was more relaxed now, more calm and more patient - it would take more then his voice to disturb her now. She tilted her head a bit to the side, cracking it easily as she turned back toward Hermes.
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Post by moto on Sept 21, 2006 20:22:39 GMT -8
"I need to go the the office... now to find it."
This was pretty sad. Vincent has been going to PHS 259 long enough to know where the main office might be located. But so far the only places Vincent has been have been his classrooms, the courtyard, and the various hallways he walks to get from class to class. You could easily say that Vincent is not one to stray from the beaten path unless tempted. So as Vincent wandered the halls he considered taking a lunch period to figure out where everything in the school is at.
Minutes later Vincent found the office in the first building, of all places. The building that every student must go through to enter the high school. There were even signs that pointed to the main office. The best part was the white on blue letters on the door to the main office that read 'MAIN OFFICE'. Wow, that is pretty straightfoward. And why didn't Vincent ever notice the signs? Simple. He was never looking for the main office before. But that is beside the point. Vincent was at the main office for a reason. Mr. Asiv had sent for Vincent for a reason. He was needed.
Soon Vincent found himself infront of the door to the office of Mr. Asiv. The door was open a crack and Vincent could see a person or two in the room.
'So i'm not the only one. What could be so important that Mr. Asiv brought together a variety of students? Interesting...'
Entering as quiet as he could Vincent took a piece of wall and made it his own. It would do for now. Unless whatever the principal wanted to tell would take awhile. Then there might be a problem.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 22, 2006 12:39:10 GMT -8
"Well I guess this will have to do for now."
asiv then pushed back from the desk and used both hands to push himself up fromt he desk as if he where tired, or weak. he would then walk around to the front of it and lean against it. He would look at each person not really carring about the music, hell it was Techno what did it hurt. Asiv still motioned for the guy to turn it down a bit. He would point his finger down while looking at him and then space his thumb and first finger a bit away from each other telling him to turn it down just a bit, everyone needed to hear this.
"Well as all, or maybe only some of you know, this school was atacked by people possing as gods. Mental problems they have, but thats not the issue, durrin gthe attack two other people posing as Dionysus and Posiedon kidnapped the School Captain."
he would pause an dlet that sink in for a moment then talk before anyone had a chance so he wouldn't be interupted.
"Now I bet your wondering what that has with all of you? . . Well, I'm sending all of you on a search and rescue mission. . . Yes thats right sending you, you may chose not to go, but you wont like the consiquences. The mission is to save Mitsuki, you can do what you want to get her back, but thats it. Get her back and you have completed the mission." (I feel like this is Final Fantasy VIII and you are all SeeD.)
Asiv would fold his hands in his lap as he leaned against his desk and wait for the questions to arrive, that he was sure would, but this pausing period was basicelly to see who would, or wouldn't go.
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Post by Aureus on Sept 22, 2006 13:37:31 GMT -8
Focusing on the Supervisor's words only, Aureus was able to get through the important part of the meeting without killing anyone. And of course, that was good thing. It didn't reflect well on him when there were mashed, burnt bodies strewn about. There really was only one new piece of information; Asiv wanted them to rescue Mitsuki. Why does he care? Maybe he's just not a heartless bastard. I'm not so sure, but whatever. Things are gonna end the same no matter what his intentions. The schizo thought before opening his mouth to ask one question.
"We need something to go on. We won't get anywhere just running around the city. Tell us everything you know." The Pillar said casually. As soon as he knew whatever the man had to tell, he would leave and bring the girl back. It was his job as a Pillar, and aside from that she seemed like a good person. Who knows what she was being subjected to by the armored idiots.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2006 17:44:25 GMT -8
((OoC: >_> Someone tell the Zues account he spelled his name wrong… its Zeus. ^_^))
Bingo. Saint had been right in his suspicions about what this meeting was about, however he was uncertain why students who had not been involved in the last fight were being brought into it. Strength in numbers perhaps. Hephaestus, Apollo, Dionysus, Poseidon and, undoubtedly, Zeus. Those were the ones that Saint knew existed, two were dead, two had grabbed Mitsuki, and the leader would have automatically taken the name of Zeus. If they were the Olympian Gods that would further their ranks to… Hades, Hera, Demeter, Athena, Artemis, Aphrodite, Ares, Hermes and Hestia… but apparently she had been replaced by Dionysus. So there would be thirteen in all. Saint winced at the thought of the first two being the possible weakest… considering the breakdown he had then.
Luckily Aureus had asked the necessary question. But something told Saint that they wouldn’t get all the information about this whole situation. Asiv would most likely not mention the item the first two gods mentioned nor why he had taken whatever it was. But wait… why were the students going to do this? If Asiv was concerned about Mitsuki, surely it would be better strategy for the teachers, who were stronger, to go. Saint simply shook his head to stop the thinking and just wait for Asiv’s response and the chance to get going. He was becoming oddly impatient.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Sept 22, 2006 19:29:56 GMT -8
"Why?"
A simple question. All he wanted was a simple answer. If he liked what he heard, he would consider doing his 'teacher's bidding. His eyes would close for a second as he leaned back against the wall nearby the enterance to the room. His arms crossed at his chest as he spoke out once again.
"Why should we do it? Why is it so important for us to do it? And also.. Why did those retards even bother coming to our school?"
If Travis remembered correctly, he had heard one of the gods speak Asiv's name. Though he couldn't remember exactly. Whatever. Now he would just await Asiv's answer. He was sure that many others would ask questions too. They could be here longer then Travis wanted.
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Post by Atticus Wagner on Sept 22, 2006 22:16:43 GMT -8
With a little snap, the music suddenly dissappeared. The headphones had been pulled out of the jack by a simple motion from Atticus' hand. Easy, no? As tticus listened to this little spiel, he had to admit that there was absolutely no reason he should even do anything. What was that, a little duress added into the deal? How pathetic. No wonder the school was so disorganized. The pillars of this school, and the captain too, were unreliable. Usually, the supervisor got competent people to be pillars, as well as people he could depend on to take his orders.
Just like in the evaluations, Atticus could see that the school's defenders were practically absent. It had been thanks to his half-hearted efforts that most of the riots calmed down. Maybe that's why he was here, because Asiv thought Atticus actually wanted to see the school thrive. Damn, one good deed and he was scarred for life... That's what being nice would get, nothing but more crap.
He just boredly stand, leaning against a wall as Asiv and his minions went back and forth about nothing important. He'd have to have a little chat with the supervisor after this meeting. There was no way in hell he'd be the school's lapdog. After all, he had to look out for number one.
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