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[Schwarzer Blitz]

Swartz was absorbed in his book, so the original sound of the siren slid like water across a sheet of ice over him, just a slight wondering of what the sound was, but, the trickle became a river that eventually smashed the Ice in, and Swartz marked the book and closed it, before covering his own ears.

OOC: I got Soundeded

[sephora]

Matrim took her hand and kissed it softly, saying "The pleasure is all mine, Sephora." in a funny accent she didn't recognize. She didn't recognize many, having lived such a sheltered life, but it still brought the slight curve of a smile to her lips. Placing her hands back on her desk, she took a moment to study the blue-haired boy.

Opening her mouth to say something, a very loud and alarming sound blared into the room. She had no idea what it was, and worried that perhaps someone was going to be bombing the school. Looking around in alarm, she saw that no one was leaping beneath their desks, so she refrained as well. The boy who had sat near them, the dark haired one, looked very annoyed. The other boy, the one with the german accent, had covered his ears. Sephora looked to Ms. L, wondering what they were supposed to do.

[Solaris Awren (Chronos)]

Solaris was cracking up, several people jumped, others seemed annoyed, some other...wow, get some new underwear eh? Floating in the mainframe, he'd been doing little loops as he cackled. Almost in tears, he phased into a holographic form and appeared laying on the ceiling of the English building chuckling to himself, attempting to calm himself down before he got in TOO much trouble. Not like they could do much anyway.

"You should have seen the look on your faces!" He said, almost crying from the sheer joy, also holding up a holographic memory core that contained the footage. "I'll have fun with this for years!"

[Ms. L]

Ms. L's eye had been twitching the whole time. She knew it had to have been the pesky A.I. who had done it. Ms. L quietly walked to her desk and pulled her stainless steal yard stick out of a drawer. Quickly she smashed the speaker emitting the horrible noise before slapping it down on her own desk to silence her classroom.

"Very funny...now why don't you go bother someone else?" She glared at his form and pointed the yard stick at him. "Thank you...now class on to our lesson...without anymore interruptions." Ms. L added eying Solaris once more before looking at her class to assure she had total attention.

[Matrim]

Matrim had heard the noise, and tried activating his Qi, it didn't stop the annoying sound from hurting him, but it kept his ear drums from being damaged. As soon as the teacher destroyed the speakers everyone had a chance to recover from it. Matrim looked around at ears to make sure nobody was bleeding from them, the sound must have been harmless but Matrim reacted instinctively, luckily his Qi didn't really hurt him to use it, or drain him too much unless he used it under great physical stress.

For instance another Qi ability...

*bad word*'ing hell!

Matrim used everything in his power to keep from saying that out loud. He quickly returned his attention to the teacher, every few seconds looking around the class to make sure that really happened.

"Very funny...now why don't you go bother someone else? Thank you...now class on to our lesson...without anymore interruptions."

Matrim nodded, getting his paper and pen ready for notes.

[Alex]

Alex continued to keep his hands clamped firmly over his ears, last thing he needed was to go deaf. Alex Hikari, deaf at 16. Hell no. Ms. L appeared to be more annoyed than Alex ever was, as she took out a stainless steel yard stick out and smashed the speaker that had been blasting out the siren before slapping it down on the desk, ordering silence. May mercy be upon the student that ever incurs her wrath.

Alex breathed a sigh of relief as he uncovered his ears, no lasting damage thank good. Guess who was behind the panic? I'll give you a hint, the name starts with Solaris and ends in Awren. The AI projected onto the ceiling of the classroom, cackling away like he was having the time of his life, which he did. "You should have seen the look on your faces! I'll have fun with this for years!"

Oh joy. Capturing Alex's annoyed look, among the chaos and general panic. Loads of fun indeed. Well, not to Ms. L, " Very funny...now why don't you go bother someone else?" Sure, that's like asking a sleeping dog to roll over, maybe it'd happen, but highly unlikely. " Thank you...now class on to our lesson...without anymore interruptions." Alex opened his notebook, and pulled out his pen from his pencil bag, some of the girls in the class were looking at his pencil bag, probably thought it was cute or something. Yeah yeah, it's cute, whatever.

[Schwarzer Blitz]

Swartz sighed as the alarm finally stopped and took his pencil and paper out, he spun the pencil between his left hand as he looked at Mrs. L, waiting for instruction

[Ms. L]

Ms. L smiled, now she had their attention so now she would see who could listen and who couldn't. Those who couldn't would quickly know to do so.

"Our first lesson will be on Allusion. First who can tell me what an Allusion is?" She looked out at her class waiting to see if someone did what someone always does. Blurt out.

[Schwarzer Blitz]

Swartz copied down the word, Allusion, then scratched his hair with the eraser on his pencil, thinking for a second.

Lets see, Allusion, Defined by M.H. Abrams as.... "a brief reference, explicit or indirect, to a person, place or event, or to another literary work or passage." Hmmm, usually used as a small referance the reader themselves has to figure out, usually giving a well versed Reader an extra referance material or Joke to go on.

Swartz copied down what he had thought, then raised his hand to answer the question.

[Matrim]

Matrim knew the answer, although he kept it to himself when another kid raised his hand. The fact of the matter was, he wasn't completely confident that he was right. Something about the answer he came up with just didn't sit quite well with him so he'd let this kid speak his mind once Ms. L called on him.

Did she say Allusion, or Illusion.... is there such thing as Allusion? Yeah.... if I'm asking that to myself, I've probably got something wrong alright.....

Matrim then was distracted by the girl Sephora next to him.

I wonder if her ears are ok after that alarm business.....

and then back to Ms. L.

And how her ears are doing also......

Matrim's eyes floated back and forth calculating his success rate for even so much as getting a date with either of them. Ultimately the chance of dating a student was higher for another student. Of course, in the end, they tied at a dead even 0% chance in Matrim's calculations. He shrugged it off and went back to paying attention with his pen at the ready having already written down Illusion and Allusion just in case he was wrong on what the teacher had said.

[Alex]

Alex wrote down the word Allusion, then paused to remember the definition. " Allusion. Isn't it using a figure of speech reference or presentation of a well-known person, place, event, literary work, or a work of art?" Alex thought, as he wrote down what he thought. He looked up and saw that Swartz had raised his hand, he probably had the answer, but Alex couldn't be too sure.

He paused, then raised his hand up, even if he was wrong, it wouldn't hurt to try right? He looked around, and besides Swartz, he was the only other one with his hand up. Okay then.

[Austin]

The sounds of running echoed through the hallway, he had been late. Terribly late. He wasn't exactly trying to make an impression, but he hated being noticed, and being late meant walking into the room and bringing attention from everyone in the room.

I should have just skipped, Austin though, reaching into his oversized black coats pocket, retrieving the MAC he had been given after coming into the school. He made his way to the door of his first class, he couldn't remember which class it was, he was hoping it was art. He loved art class.

He used his MAC to open the door and looked around, Definitely not art.....

"Uhm.... sorry I'm late....." The shy boy said, he was out of breath, and quickly found a seat in the back near a black haired student who was writing something down.

Austin's white hair was unkempt, where it was usually split down the middle. He had recently gotten out of the shower and just threw on whatever black clothes he could find. His tight jeans, a plain black shirt, and oversized black coat. He couldn't find the vans he normally wore, so he was wearing his black Chuck's.

He quickly pulled out a pen and paper, accidentally dropping several pencils and erasers, making a clutter on the floor. "Sorry...." he said quickly gathering the things and putting them back into his bag.

[Ms. L]

The new child caught Ms. L's glare instantaneously. One thing she hated was noise in her class room, the next was people coming in late. She thought perhaps she might let it go when he opened his mouth to speak. That meant he either wasn't at orientation or paying attention.

This was strike two, the third was yet to come. She drew her attention away from the raised hands and the confuse looks at he made another disruption. It was then she set her stainless steel yard stick down and grabbed her wooden one. Moving swiftly and silently she stood in front of him. "First error was coming late...the next was speaking."

Before he could question her or even look up she sent her yard stick crashing down upon his head. If he hadn't been awake and attentive he was certain to be now.

[joar]

The boy looked around as he heard the bell ring. That wasn't good, he was late. But to what class? He couldn't remember he had a few classes all over the place. He looked at his schedule. "English...with Ms. Law" he said to himself as he turned the corner.

He looked up to see a boy head into a classroom. He didn't know if the boy had the same class as him nor did he really care but it was down by the classroom he had. He then wondered what his teacher would be like. He hadn't gone to orientation for it was too noisy and it would distract him from his music.

Which reminded him that he should play his music, at least to distract him. He pulled out his syrinx from a thigh pocket and began to play. He played the tune he had heard a few days ago in the Meadow with Sephora and the other boy Corgan. Although it had been Sephora who had played it, well hummed it at least.

He pulled out his MAC as he got to the door realizing it was the same door the boy had used, he accessed the door and opened it to see the teacher smash a yardstick over the boys head. He blinked and cut off the music. The teacher beats children?.... He thought to himself as he walked in, not even gonna speak to the teacher as he didn't know what the boy had done and didn't want to provoke the teacher. He sat down in the back along the wall the door was on.

He continued to play as he remembered from early times in his life that music tames the savage beast. He really did hope that would work for this teacher. He didn't like being hit and if he did then he would have a surprise the next time he came to his class with her.

[Austin]

The hit came as a shock. He expected something for being late, but to be hit on the head? That seemed a little extreme.

Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, Austin thought to himself. He didn't take pain very well, and he was fighting to keep from tearing up, but that was a losing battle.

He quickly put his hands on his head, he was a fragile small boy and that hit was pretty hard, espicially considering it came from a female teacher. He was going to speak up to apologize, but if she hit him for talking once, he didn't want to know what would happen the second time. His eyes streamed two tears, but as he looked up, he pulled the tears back up into his eyes. The teacher may have seen this, or may not have, but he tried to show that he was sorry with his face.

Then another boy walked in, playing some type of instrument. The music was good on Austins ears, but he feared for this boys life. Instruments like that came off a lot louder then his extremely soft and shy broken voice. He doubted he'd ever talk in this class ever again. He'd be too scared to speak up.

Please kid.... stop playing and get out of here for your own good, Austin thought. Quickly getting a pencil and paper ready for taking notes.