by AssassinPerson » Mon Apr 26, 2021 7:12 pm
Doctor Jones | Male | 27 | Physics Teacher | Reality Bending, Teleportation, Pyromancy | Tags: Open
Attempting to find an excuse to make himself seem busy was a lot harder than he had originally expected. Sure, none of the other teachers were around currently, but Jones still liked having something to do just in-case somebody showed up to make sure he wasn't destroying things. Not that he ever deliberately destroyed things, those previous cases were all accidental, sometimes he just can't help himself. The mug from today would be yet another accident that his powers caused, yet another thing written off as him being 'clumsy', because saying that distorting reality was the real reason would not look good for him. At least clumsy people could be portrayed as charming and lovable; You hear "reality breaker" and that's more classed as a villainous trait, which was absolutely not what Jones was, he was good... He's pretty sure he's good. He hopes that he is good. Morality is difficult to figure out sometimes.
In his unconscious decisions of using his powers, Jones barely realised that he was now sat in a chair until he actually moved one leg, seeing that he wasn't going to be able to walk anywhere unless he got up. Contemplating it, eventually deciding against it, he just places his head on the desk he was near and remains sat there. What was he even going to teach for his first lesson? How was he supposed to figure out a seating plan for the students he was supposed to teach? Planning and being orderly was never his forte, that was always something that Midas was way better at, he always preferred just winging it and hoping that things would turn out fine in the end. And, there his thoughts went, back to his fellow teacher, the one he had spoken with not very long ago, who he had run from because maybe they just happened to touch and he was supposed to be confident and cool and not... A mess. Or something. "... Come on, Jones. What are you even worrying about? You are cool, you can do anything, people are just jealous of your powers. Friends hold hands all the time, all he did was grab your wrist to stop you from stupidly burning something, he could have very easily not done that and left you with the consequences. . ." Talking to himself, one of the easiest ways for him to articulate his thoughts, because thinking things tended to have unintended side effects. No, Jones didn't want to have to have this whole thing on his mind if he saw Midas again, but he just knew that it was going to return to his thoughts because he couldn't let go of these tiny details that surely meant nothing to anyone else.
Should he clean his classroom floor? Maybe he should cleanly dispose of the broken mug? Where had he even put his sunglasses? He absolutely wasn't ready for anyone showing up, the only reason his classroom door remained unlocked was because he lost his key one time and got stuck for several hours (don't ask the logistics of how someone who can teleport could get stuck somewhere for hours, Jones prefers to not talk about what happened because it greatly embarrasses him).
Circuit | Male | 17 | Student | Technomancy | Tags: Open
Arriving at the classroom, seeing the other students gathering around, it made him tilt his head. Circuit wasn't really sure about what everyone else was waiting for, not really. He glances at the magic training classroom, seeing that the door was open, there were two teachers inside having a conversation. . . Ah, well that would explain it. He decided to wait quietly outside, with everyone else, holding his laptop close to his chest and staring down at the ground. He had no plans of talking to others or trying to interrupt the two teacher's conversation, so he just waited for them, only looking up again when three of the students apologised to one of the teachers and entered the classroom. He took a moment to glance at the rest of the students who were standing outside, waiting to see if they would start moving as well.
Rex | Male | 17 | Student | Immortality, Empathy, Animal Manipulation | Tags: Lavender
Another bright smiles appears on his face. "Yes! I, uh, if you want... Do you have some way that I might be able to contact you?" Rex would tilt his head a bit, staring at Lavender, holding his hands behind his back now that they were free again. As she mentioned next class, he realised that he hadn't even considered that at all. "Oh, yes! Uh... Lemme find my schedule, I- We have the same classes, right? I hope we don't end up being late!" He opens his locker and drags the bag back out, rummaging through the contents of it before pulling out a folded piece of paper that held the lesson timetable.