MIA without the M~

[Fau$t]

It had been awhile. Yes, it had. It had been awhile since Faust had actually set foot in his domain. Alright, alright... Not 'his' domain, per se. But still, he was pretty much godly in comparison to most people here. Hiroko was one of the only people that could actually stack up to him in combat standards. And there was nothing like a beautiful rivalry to get him kickin' in the morning. It had been a week since his students had actually had a class with him. They had it lucky for a week. Faust intended on cutting back on his absences, as well as his students' attitudes. Nothing like breaking a few glass jaws if it means getting his
point across. Honestly, through all the hell in #552, Faust thought he'd never say this... Corporal punishment was absolutely amazing! While he was gone on his 'journey' for the past week, he managed to hear a few things. A few things that definitely began to irk him. Greek Gods, Asiv plotting, out lash against faculty from students... Ignorance was on an obvious rise. Time to stamp out the opposition! Crush the resistance! Make a few parent/teacher phone-calls! Ahem. The morning was rough. Real rough. Faust would get out of bed around 5AM, after about an hour of real sleep. Real sleep? That meant twisting and turning in violent nightmarish convulsions. Fun~! Hauling himself out of bed, he'd take a shower, get dressed, avoiding breakfast altogether. His legs would ache on his little walk to school. That last spar with Hiroko left him slightly aching. Not so much to hinder performance, but enough for him to wince every so often. Shin splints, ahoy~!

((OoC: IRL, I have shin splints right now from track. So I felt like making this fucker suffer too. Just because I can.))

And to his displeasure, he'd get to "enjoy" the pain of having to feel his leg muscles expand and contract achingly. Sounds like fun, ne? w00t. Fifteen minutes of paving his way through Uptown LA, he'd finally approach the school. It wasn't hard for someone at his size to "pave" his way through people. Aggressive by nature, it just wasn't something Faust could restrain. He'd sigh as he walked through the main building, labeled A. Faust was just going to chill in the courtyard til' it was time for class. Though, as his schedule would state, Faust wouldn't have a class up until fourth period. Shit, that was a loooooong wait~ Hopefully, he'd find something to entertain himself with. The hallways were semi-noisy, nothing huge as it was still the morning. A circle of cheerleaders would smile and giggle as he walked by, within their little polygon of shoes and pocketbooks. Oh, the joy of having a student/teacher relationship! Nope. There was only one girl for him. And that one girl would most likely strangle him if she caught him with another woman. Naaaah~ Anja wasn't like that. She'd most likely kick said-other-girl's ass and than have her way with him. Shit. If only EVERY relationship could work out this way when it came to Faust. Shit, if only.

Everything is A.O.K~
Everything is just A.O.K~

For the first time in awhile... It was true. Today was starting off A.O.K.

The courtyard was actually pretty quiet in comparison the the main building of the school. That's always good. There was nothing he liked more than just savoring the silence only to have it broken by the clock-tower's chimes. It was actually pretty nice out here. He'd have to go up to the clock-tower when he got the chance. All Faust would have to do is pick up the key in the Faculty Room. Meh.

A tree. A nice, sturdy, big tree. Reminded him of his tree in #552. His only real friend. The only one that ever listened to him without really listening to words. They shared a common interest. They shared the flow. And with that flow came great contemplation, great depression, great satisfaction.

Silence would grow.

With a lit cigarette in hand and his body down on the floor and up against the tree, one leg cocked back with another one spread out... This would be the highlight of his morning.

Silence.


((OoC: Terrible quality and length. Sorry. =/))

[Jyo]

What ungodly hour is it right now? Jyo thought looking over at his clock. it was roughly about six in the morning. Jyo was confused. He normally woke up earlier. But for some reason he felt slightly drained.
Meh probably just getting used to the time zone switches. He thought as he stretched out and ran a hand through his hair. He had left it tied last night apparently. Not someting he normally did.

Jyo got out of bed and wnet through a few forms to loosen up and get moving. He felt much better after he did them. After walking into his kitchen to grab something to eat Jyo got dressed throwing on some slacks, his nice pants and a button-up shirt though he left the jacket and shades behind today. After rolling up the sleeves of his shirt the young man headed out the door of his flat and walked to his Viper.

About ten minutes later he pulled into the student parking lot and got out of the car locking the door.
Can't be too careful. He thought as he headed to the school. He saw he had arrived about a half hour early and decided to head down to the courtyard where he had been getting comfortable with already. it didn't differ much from the one at #499. though due to several of his battles with Max and Rastal he had made his old courtyard pretty torn up.

Once there hesaw someone who stood out as much as he did. The man had the look of a teacher. Jyo was intstantly curious. The teachers he had met so far didn't stand out much. they didn't really differ from those at his old school. This man was different though. Reminding Jyo of his teacher Ronin in the sense he had a presence about him that many couldn't match. Jyo figured he was worth talking to.

The young red-haird fighter walked over and spoke up.
"Pardon me . I couldn't help notice you stuck out more than most people. Would it be safe to assume you are a teacher. if so than I would very much like to have a quick word before my classes start." he said.