=Avengers Academy= (OPEN) V.2

[Reflectives]

(That's completely fine.
I have all my characters open and most people are currently in or heading to registration, waiting for lessons to start.)

[♡ foxes in socks ♡]

(That's completely fine.
I have all my characters open and most people are currently in or heading to registration, waiting for lessons to start.)

Great, thanks ))

Kila Barton // 14 // Female // Tagged: Open // Entering school

Kila kicked a stone across the paved road. She downed most of her coffee and was savouring the last few drops inside of the cup, the only warmth her hands were going to get. She had her dog on a lead around her wrist and her other clutched in her arm, covered in a small jumper, "Shh Effie, be quite, Your not exactly a small pet and you shouldn't be here.." she mumbled to her pet, hoping to keep her dog quite enough to manage to sneak into the building.

[Legend.]

emma quill~crush:open~tags:open
she looked down at peacock mewok "shh peacock your gonna disrupt class" she said petting the alien pet

[chimique,]

Solveig
Solveig got up, nodding once, and re-slinging a bag over her shoulders, the paintballs heaving it down noticeably, even the shape was seeable. She was confused to why the ladies had said she had actually /shot/ at her- Yes, of course she eavesdropped. At the mention of her name, she was always listening. She thought the bright green splatters made it obvious it was paint, but the lunch ladies decided to make it a real gun in their little retell of the stories. She pushed the... well, it was a strap anymore. More like a piece of string. She was sure it might break at any moment, so she was sure to try and make it as strong as possible. Meaning she had at least seven different types of tape wrapped around it, including the duct tape she had used in the paint ball prank. It had been dyed a fluorescent yellow by the paint, but it make it look nicer-well, that was her opinion anyway. She had a strange opinion on these sort of things. To be honest, her usual uniform was considered 'weird' by these mortals, but she was going to fire back about her neons if they did it today- Fire back with a paintball gun to be exact. She smirked at the idea, before shaking it off and adjusting her collar, darting through the crowds of students filing out, making it out first. She didnt expect to be pushed so much today.... But it happened, didnt it? Yes it did. She'd have to get the kid back later. With confetti and slime. Wow, today she was on fire! All these new prank ideas... Wow, it was a bit sad, if she had to be honest. That she was so obsessed with pranking. She searched for the small sign of it being registration-and there it was.

Noelle
Noelle hid in the back seat, watching the others file in. So many kids... Oh no, Elizaveta was probably there with another nickname. She sighed, and dipped her head, resting it on her knees, which had been pulled up to her chest. She glanced around nervously, and took a sip of her drink. Somehow she had sneaked it in, as she knew she couldn't do that for lessons. And she had bought that with her own money, she wasn't wasting it- even if meant burning her tongue. When there was a small line of kids, she ran to line up for signing in.

[nykta]

Amaia Grey

She remembered registration and headed that way. "C'mon Ignis," She sighed looking at her cat. "Mrow!" Ignis answered back hissing at the end. "I know, I know, but it'll only take a second." She replied back.

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Kamirelle Night

She headed towards registration and desperately hoped no one noticed the green fog trailing behind her. "Ugh. Please go away fog!" She muttered, but it continued to follow her.

[salvation.]

Levi

She looked around the room, she was bored. Theres nothing to do here except for talk! she thought, she looked around t he room once more. There was no one there that looked interesting so she began picking at the metal claws on her fingers.

Vicki

She sat down in a empty chair she found and began reading one of her books, fixing her glasses every few seconds.

[Xopek]

Xavier Lokison

Xavier exhaled as he pushed his glasses back in place on the bridge of his nose.Casually walking to go and register.Already noticing many other kids, or students if you must call it.A few parts of his raven black hair brushing against the side of his face, blending well with his moon white skin, or as most said, pale skin.It didn't bother him much, but every now and then he'd move his hair back behind his ears gently.Approaching where he'd have to register he simply waited until he could sign up, in which he did, and didn't take too long.Xavier then nodded and turned on his heels, looking at what class he was to go to first.Rolling his green hues he folded the paper and pinned it to the inside of his book titled Unknown.Yes it was a boring title, but he had gotten used to it, the story was definitely an interesting one, to him anyways.

[musicalTrilogist]

First, of course, he had to bother with an introduction and a run down of the things he would be going over and teaching. After getting the petty details over with,his first class assessment would begin. Now this was where the important part came in. Every student in his class would be tested on what they knew of their powers, if they had any, that was. Any person that stumbled into a Magic class without actually possessing any abilities as such was without a doubt a fool. But, without fail, every year he managed to have one show up after registration; they were promptly dismissed from his class to find their own way to the class they were supposed to be attending.

Loki fiddled with his cufflinks, seeming rather bored as he leaned against his desk, eyes roaming over the room without really seeing anything. A part of his mind wandered, musing over how his children had grown, and wondering whether his eldest son, Xavier, was going to be assigned his class. The other part of his thoughts planned his evening, whether or not he would take his meal to his rooms or would he deign to suffer the noise of the meal hall, and what should he do for his nightly out-and-about task? Perhaps he would practice sparring; certainly, the practice of quick dismemberment and disembowelment of illusioned opponents had its way of draining the stress from First Day. Perhaps he would do that.

[chimique,]

Solveig
Solveig ran in, and only found one person in her years line. She pulled a sour face, how were they taking that long? Did they not know their name? "Do... Do you need help?" She asked, narrowing her eyes and furrowing her eyebrows. She glared up at the girl, then gestured wildly to the paper. When the girl didnt reply, she took the pen and quietly asked "What's your name?". The girl equally as quietly replied and Solveig nodded, scribbling it down. "There. You signed in. Bye." She spoke once again harshly, the once somewhat soft and kind Voice from behind gone. She nodded as the girl ran, and quickly signed her name off. For her personality, her writing was rather neat. She put the pen down, and waved at the volunteer before running off, almost copying the girls pace once she reached her. "I don't suppose i could get a thank you? Or a favour later in the day?" She asked. When the girl nodded and said her thank you's Solveig grinned. "See ya later, Rollo!" She said, before continuing her almost sprinting speed off towards the classroom again. She let out a squeaking noise as she tripped on the lip of pavement, face first. She left herself on to pavement for a moment, before rolling onto her back and opening her back. She let out a sigh of relief- Her paintball gun wasn't broken. She got up, ignoring the various glances at her. she reached up to touch her forehead, where most people were staring. "Heck..." She said, shrinking back. She guessed she had grazed her face, she wasn't used to... this type of pain. And she hadn't learnt how to use the powers to quicken her healing yet-if she had even inherited them. She winced, and continued to the classroom. Hopefully she could go through the day and end up seeing what she looked like... Didnt she have a little mirror in her pocket? She must have. She rifled through it, and quickly flicked it open to examine the damage. Ouch... It dint look too bad, just a few grazes. If anything, the cut on her cheek was the worst, but none of it was bleeding much. She put the mirror back and entered the classroom, searching for her seat. yes, it was there. The numbskull who took her seat was sitting there... And staring. She glanced over at him, before sitting behind him, and flicking the page of her book open. Good, her pencil was still there. Solveig looked around- not many people were here, were they?

[nykta]

Amaia Grey

She sat at her desk in class practicing her powers on a pen, at one time though, she accidentally blew it up. "Yikes...okay." Ignis meowed loudly and glared at Amaia. "Sorry." She replied sheepishly. She twirled one piece of her hair with her finger and awaited for class to start.

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Kamirelle Night

She walked briskly through the hallways towards her magic class, "Finally!" She said as she opened the door, the green mist continued to follow her, but she was too overwhelmed with excitement that she didn't care. She took a seat in the middle of the class and turned towards the front, they mist was already beginning to fade away. About time...