First day of school..(open)

[Galen Strife]

Galen didn't have any school stuff with him, just his black swuad suit, he walked onto the property and smiled.

"well.. first day of school, lets see if this school is really how great as people say."

He laughed abit and smiled, his eyes gazing up on the school, it was.. abit ruined, but fine. He looked around at all the people around, fighting.. or even just running around. It was.. entertaining.

He found this school a weird school. Fights were allowed? ha! this might not be so bad, he just walked around, trying to get used to this.. this.. new school.

Maybe.. today wouldn't be so bad.

[Vincent Calloway]

Vincent himself was embroiled in yet another such brawl, today. But at least this time he was being paid. And bet on, as well. Apparently, he had garnered some level of respect from the rabble from having survived an encounter against Gabriel Seran, who was somewhat renowned throughout the school, among a few others as being a very formidable fighter. The next thing he knew, a ring of people were surrounding him, cheering and jeering as another contender made an attempt at Vincent.

Vincent dodged one swing after another, not really bothering to use his arms to block. When the opportunity came, he took it. Vincent surged forward unexpectedly, his uppercut coming in low. He planted it hard right in the center of the other freshman's gut. The punk staggered and collapsed to his knees, curling into a fetal position from the blow.

Vincent looked around briefly, making sure they had all honored his request to not be recorded on a phone or video camera, as he didn't want to end up on the internet. That would get him killed faster than anything. Surprisingly enough, none of them appeared anxious to incur his wrath, as none of them had done so now.

"Payment," Vincent stated towards the guy who had approached him to begin with. After receiving his money, Vincent shoved his hands into his pocket and began to walk away, to the displeasure of those who had enjoyed the brief but violent spectacle.

"Just one more fight, man?" one of them called out.

Vincent ignored them and carried on his way. The extra money was nice, but it was a little too crude, even for him.

He almost didn't hear the previous fighter running behind him. Vincent whirled around just in time to grab the fist of the individual about to smash his face in with the knuckle-duster.

For a second, Vincent only smiled at him. Then, he pushed the fist backward, brutally dislocating the attacker's fist with a single easy movement. For the second time, the fool fell to his knees, clutching his broken hand. That was enough for the day.

Carrying on his way, Vincent was going to pass on by what he suspected to be a fellow newcomer, someone garbed in a black swuad(sp?) suit. He had an interesting look about him, not at all intimidated by anything happening around him.

Vincent would merely pass him by though, unless he said or did something.

[Galen Strife]

He watched this man pass by and would attempt to get his attention.

"Hey, whats going on here?" He asked him, unless he kept walking.

Well, the people in this school are... not weird but, sort of aquird. there was alot of things to do here, alot of people. He didn't understand what was going on, it was not like the other schools because most schools were.. not as well, dangourous. He scratched his neck and sighed.

This place was weird, it was going to be enjoyable.

"Wait.. What happened over there?" He was looking at the person he was talking to, Galen was abit confused and abit interested in what was going on.