Oh Yes, We are Gifted.

[idyllian]

"Thanks" Vincent said nodding and setting down his suitcase,climbing in pulling in the suitcase after he set down his satchel in a free seat. He tucked the suitcase away before sitting down and placing the satchel on his lap with a sigh. It was a real hassle when you only had one good arm to use.

He pulled his lame arm out of the sling letting it fall loosely to his side watching Art shake Kida’s hand smiling a little. His hair was still covering his left eye and that was good for now because he really didn’t want to deal with the staring that came with having an eye made of metal.

He turned twoards Art answering his earlier question. “ I’m not a dream weaver either.” he said opening the satchel and removing the badly beaten laptop. There was an area on the side where the weirs were exposed, he made sure not to touch them right now.


“Wait a second...driving a carriage was not in the job description.” said Ethan sarcastically walking over to the only car parked at the platform. He pulled on his gloves slightly looking over to Apollo. He was glad that once again he had gotten out in doing so.

Although the task he had been appointed with for not driving the carriage was just as stressful. It was one of thoes rare cases where a student’s power was just that uncontrollable, they couldn’t risk having them travel with the rest of the students. Ethan had only heard about Apollo’s destructive tendencies and he certainly didn’t want them let loose here.

“Put your luggage on the rack on the back of the bike over there.” said Ethan as he pulled out his phone dialing the number for the Secretary’s desk waiting for her to pick up.


Apollo dragged his suitcase over to the bike placing it on the rack as instructed barely able to hear from the music blaring into his ears. He pulled down the straps making sure that his luggae wouldn't come off the motorcycle when he drove away.

[anarchyheartless]

The secretary jumped when the phone rang. Only a certain number of people actually knew the number and it hardly ever rang. The secretary set down her pen and grabbed for the phone that was hidden under a mess of paper.

"'Ello?" She asked in a hasty but polite voice. She really did need to finish the last few schedules before the students arrived.

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Kida smiled politely over to Vincent. She never really talked to him, but they had had a few classes together. Being in the same year and all. She had always felt bad that he had a useless arm. She had never actually gotten the courage to ask him why it was. Or about his eye... it was interesting and it was hard not to stare at it, but thankfully his hair was over his eye. Well it wasn't that bad, she just didn't want to get caught looking at it.

She shifted in her seat and looked at her feet with a thoughtful look. She let out a slight noise when the carriage lurched forward. Now only three more miles to go and they would be at the school.

[GIR]

Art replied, "Yeah. First year. It's kinda weird for me. Ive never gone to a real school before. Please, call me Art." He looked at Vincent and smiled. He avoided looking at the limp arm and said, "Dreams? That's what I do. I'm not quite sure what it's about though, and I'd rather not do it here." He said, thinking about what happened a few minutes ago.

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Eevy sat in the compartment between the two occupied ones so she could "not listen in, but make sure there's not trouble." She assured herself. as she took out a book and curled up in the empty compartment. On one side, there seemed to be angry feeling sounds and on the other was just quiet conversation. "I hope no rivalries start before the school year does."

[ashiko]

René stared at her. Her wrist was probably broken, but she wouldn't let Amelia heal it? It must have hurt like hell. That was strange. René couldn't help but feel responsible. It had been him who had told her about her bag. And, seeing it's contents, it wouldn't have hurt her at all. But now, she was hurt because he had told her to get it. René pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them, staring out the window in guilt, drawing within himself.

Jacob frowned at the girl. Her wrist was hurt terribly, but that didn't give her the right to treat Amelia like that. But, with much personal restraint, he ignored that. He glanced at Amelia, then crossed his arms and stared at the ceiling, changing his hair to black and his skin a shade darker than it was before.

[ashiko]

Sparky stood, getting fed up of waiting in his room. He opened his door and slammed it shut, heading towards the stairs. He hated using the elevators. He paused before the stairs. It would be the last time he'd be able to do this this year. Sparky pulled off his shoes and leaped with stocking feet towards the railings. Then he slid down and jumped off at the bottom. In the air, he flipped and landed in a standing position. Then he grinned and slipped his shoes on again. All that circus living really paid off sometimes.

[anarchyheartless]

Mat let out a long hiss as she finally felt the pain in her wrist. And it was....explosive. Her face cringed and she winced away from her hand, but that only made it hurt worse. She closed her eyes and tried to push the pain away, but it came so suddenly that it was too overlwelming to even think about pushing it away. What a horrible year.

Mat was thoroughly angry at herself as the tear leaked over her eye. She let her head lean against the window as the coolness of the window eased her headache, but it was pretty much an ear-splitter. With her good hand she massaged her head and half wished her bag did fall and knock her out, it would have saved her from this humiliation.

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"Okay, Art." Kida said with a smile. Her brow furrowed as she thought about what he said, never been to a real school before? That is a little odd. She thought. She pushed the thought away," Well, this place is as good as any....minus the bullies....and the people who can fly. But other than that it is pretty much a normal high school." Kida said with a slight laugh, but realized that probably wouldn't make him feel any better.

[Kyuu]

Amelia looked at René and sensing his guilt, told him not to worry about it, "Hey, it's not your fault, you were jut trying to help," she told him through thought. Then she pulled out her pet mouse, Rover and played with him a bit while she waited for the carriages to go.

[ashiko]

René glanced at Mat again. He totally understood the pain and humiliation. He had broken his wrist 'skateboarding' once when he was eight. And had to go to school and lie about it later that day. Most of his bruises and broken bones were from 'skateboarding.'
But he knew that if he said anything, she would get even more humiliated. So he kept his mouth shut and stared out the window, deciding not to respond to Amelia's thought-voice.

[NiaZen]

ooc: Well, here's another rp where my charries don't interact with anybody...might just quit this one, too...

[GIR]

((But why? Where are they? I just checked over and I'm not sure it says))

[NiaZen]

ooc: Taikato and Talon are an exception, but there's Shinbue, and Aiere, they are at the school awaiting the Arrivals....i've been trying to get Lian to notice Aiere...but no...

[ashiko]

ooc: Don't quit! They can interact when the other students finally arrive! That's what Sparky's waiting for!

[NiaZen]

ooc: oui oui, I'm just impatient at the same time, "when will these friken carriages start to move?!"

[idyllian]

“Sorry to bother you but I thought you might like to know that we are on our way and we should be there within twenty minuets at the latest.” said Ethan holding the phone up with his shoulder address Apollo.

“Put on a helmet and we’ll get going” he said before finishing the phone conversation.

“So yeah...I’m going to hang up now. See you soon.” he said disconnecting and digging around for his keys, the streak in his hair changing from green to red as he searched his pockets finally find his keys and letting out a sigh. He stuck the keys into the ignition and the bike roared to life and he climbed on motioning for Apollo to get on as well.

Ethan turned around backing out of the spot revving the engine as Apollo fixed the helmet.

“Hold on” he said as the skidded around and headed twoards the front of the line of carriages.


Vincent smiled noticing what Kida was trying to do. “I wouldn’t worry about the whole new school thing. There are students that come here that are worse off then you.” he said reaching into his satchel and pulling out the badly beaten laptop. The entire side of the paneling had been ripped of and exposed weirs had been left sticking out.

This would be the most he would talk all year. He just wasn’t that much of a people person unless it was with smaller groups 2-4 people tops.

[GIR]

"Oh I'm not worrying. I'm just...curious. I'm glad I met friends so early..." Art said, progressively getting quieter. 'I really should get used to sleeping less' he thought to himself as he stared feeling sleepy again.

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Eevy shivered and dug around in her bloated messenger at her side. She pulled out an old thermos and whistled a tune for heat. She nestled into the corner and sipped her cocoa and read, hoping someone would come so she "wouldn't be so damn bored." She laughed quietly at her own impatience. 'Once the school year starts, you'll miss these quiet moments alone.'