Fate/Regalia (RP)

[hero]

Fujou Rei
Location: Fujou dormitories - Room
Time: 06:15
Day: April 17^th – Friday


Sitting down on the bed, I take a moment to think what I am going to say, but also to gather the courage needed to say it. While I get the impression that Erika didn't want to talk to me this morning, the truth is that she's giving me a chance to speak to her now. I can't let it go to waste. However, for some reason it's hard to voice my thoughts like I often do. I feel as if her silence had driven me against the corner. I didn't expect I would be the one to officially start the conversation.

"Huu..." I exhale, finally realizing the difference between talking to my pillow and having to deal with the real thing. But I won't let that scare me... I will say what I feel right now, and face whatever consequences my words may bring later. "I'm sorry about what happened."

I'll be straight and I won't play the martyr.

"It was our second day in OLYMPUS and our first night expedition. Shizuka and I made tons of mistakes and our lack of experience ended dragging you down." I'll say everything and stick to the truth I see. "During a critical moment, I abandoned you to protect my friend, even though you had just saved my life." My lips draw a sad smile. "I guess you are right in that sense: I'm a terrible excuse of a person."

I'll tell her what I think, even if it's just silly idealism.

"I should have looked for a way to help not just one, but the two of you. For that, I'm sorry. I really am."

This is my honest apology and I won't sugarcoat it. I don't think any of us deserves that.

"I am not planning on dying this week or the next, or the one after that." I affirm my resolve, announcing the one thing Erika got wrong. "So it looks like we're going to be roommates for a long time." I give the reporter a warm yet daring smile. "So if you want to share a meal, catch up and figure out how the hell I am going to pay you back, the offer is still up."

[Bloble]

Erwin Eifer Schwert
Location: Order of the Templars Dormitories
Time: 06:31 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

"Not a problem, ma'am," I reply to the nun with a smile on my face, only slightly perturbed by the young girl's strange behaviour. "It's certainly a good reason to be joyous." After all, who wouldn't enjoy meeting new allies? Though mine are better restrained, I share Ms. Sangyeux's feelings. The idea of meeting new allies, while certainly a bit intimidating, is nonetheless a wonderful one. And to see the innocent laughter of a child so soon after my arrival here bodes well for the future.

It's just that... Sangyeux? I could swear I've heard that name before, but for whatever reason it escapes me at the moment. Surely I'll remember soon enough. Though those red eyes of her are slightly unsettling, judging someone by their appearance is among the largest of follies. It does bring one to wonder why such a young person was chosen to come to such a volatile place as a representative, so perhaps this girl is secretly an amazing person.

I look down to Ms. Sangyeux. "You were just eating breakfast, right? I'm Erwin. Would you mind if I joined you?" I hold up my own packed meal as indication. "As one of the 'new students', it'd be an honour to dine with my senior."

[Mooncake]

Maibe Shenouda
Location: Athena Academy – Class 2-B
Time: 8:20 – Morning
Day: April 17^th, Friday



Maibe took her first, composed step into the classroom and stumbled as her foot caught in the doorframe. Drawing herself up quickly while hiding her blush, the homunculus quietly coughed into her sleeve and made to move forward, only to be interrupted by a stern female voice.

"I never want to hear that any people from my class pulled a stunt like that again!"

“Ah, I’m sorry!” Frantically bowing her head like the Japanese students that she was informed of did, Maibe began to apologize for-

"Understood, Yamato-san!?"

…her… mistake. Oh. Becoming even more flustered, Maibe shot up like a rocket, her eyes landing on “Yamato-san”. The red-haired boy was on his stomach, groaning about some kind of food-eating contest. She began to tentatively approach him as the girl she assumed was class president kept admonishing the sick boy.

“A-are you alright?” Maibe asked him timidly, like a mouse. The homunculus had all but given up on her first impression, her lovely face wearing a confused and sympathetic look.

"Hmh? Are you perhaps a new student?"

“Ah, yes, my name is Maibe Shenouda. It’s nice to meet you, Miss…?” Her voice trailing off inquisitively, Maibe’s face flushed again under the piercing stare of the stern woman. Her translucent wings fluttered a little on her back, a nervous reaction that she hadn’t managed to control.

[Ivan The Mouse]

Juliana Petronova
Location: Atlas Dormitories, Left Tower, Room 4H to Athena Academy, Cafeteria
Time: 5:32 to 6:50 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

Juliana thought to herself that it seems like she made a faux pas, just like when she occasionally does. She forgot that she woke up earlier than usual and only a few people would actually do such on this time, mostly people who have jobs that are low-paying yet have long hour shifts. She wanted to apologize for this awkward move on her part, but to disturb Vielyna with another message just doing so would be contradictory and insulting to her at the same time. She decided to just do such personally when she meets her at the Cafeteria instead.

And when Vielyna mentioned that she could have possibly found another member for the Literature Club, it reminded her of two things. The first one is Millia Arothron. She ironically almost forgot her, who is the Club President. She wondered where she is now, and her only lead to her whereabouts right now is a woman by the name of Asakami Cornelia, a sexually attractive and promiscuous Demon Hunter Clanswoman. This person, in turn, is connected to Kujaku Senhime, a Deva who owns a casino in the Old Town on the Demeter Market. Juliana can't help wondering how the painfully shy and reclusive Millia can associate with such kinds of people and why she did so, more so if she still wants see her. This gave a little more bleakness to what she feels right now, but the only way she could get all of these questions answered is to meet her again.

The second thing that she was reminded of was all about recruiting for the Literature Club. Her handmade sandwich-board just leans on the table where the computer is, so she will have to wear it someday. She thought to herself that it was embarrassing to have Vielyna recruiting for her, so at least she would have to make up for it.

She looked at the clock and saw the time. She then thought to herself that she has more time to surf the Web, before she readies herself for school. And when the time reached 6:10, she immediately stopped browsing and began readying herself for school. She looked herself at the mirror for a moment and saw a indifferent expression on her face, in which she immediately decided to put on a smile. Being indifferent does not suit her, she thought, and that no matter how much this city should bring her down, she should not falter.

And she needs this smile more than anything for now, she said to herself.

Juliana arrived at Athena Academy ten minutes before the scheduled time of the meet. She immediately headed out to the Cafeteria. There, she went ahead and got herself a fruit salad and a turkey sandwich which she did not eat yet while waiting for Vielyna and the potential newcomer to show up.

[Tobias]

Zero
Location: Athena Academy
Time: 07:38 - Morning
Day: April 17^th – Friday

"Džusu."

What the hell?

​Zero wasn't able to follow that one at all, she didn't give him enough words to guess her mean...oh there she goes. She moved back from their strangely intimate distance, perhaps that had been some sort of test? Though, thinking about it, Zero wasn't sure she was the type. After stepping back, she walked over to the coffee machine. Džusu must mean coffee then.

All right, then she must have understood him then responded appropriately, fair enough. A few other students, displaying a pitiable lack of fortitude, edged away from the smaller girl then walked off hurriedly.

No sense of adventure in this wild heaven above the clouds. Zero thought to himself dismissively. Then again, Zero supposed he would have been thrilled to discover he felt the need to do the same.

"Moje jméno je Radana Nebezpečí, mimochodem." She said, moving her hand in...

...Hmm. Zero restrained himself from allowing his gaze to flicker back and forward between her hands and her eyes, but it was a near thing. He fixed a cheerful grin onto his face and walked over, fishing in his pocket for some spare change. As he did so, he mentally updated his guess. Mages of the Sea of Estray were renowned at body modification and occasionally the mix produced odd results and thinking patterns. If that was not correct...well, considering messy head's aura and nature, along with her body...he would have to revisit the vampire possibility.

An intriguing thought passed through his head at that, her unblinking visage and tendency to stare was strikingly similar to the way a feline focused on its prey.

"Ah, yes, Redana then" Zero said, bowing his head. That one hadn't been as hard as the first one, the cadence carried the feel of an introduction, and he recognized Radana Nebezpečí as a name. "Lets see what I can get you, miss Redana."

Zero eschewed the use of a suffix or her last name on the guess that a Czech girl wouldn't expect such, but it never hurt to be polite.

Zero ran his eyes over the machine, on the off chance he got lucky and Džusu was actually a coffee brand he was unfamiliar with. No such luck, instead he simply glanced at the machine, picked out the highest price of 350 yen, noted most were at 320, and slipped in change worth 400, as if he simply didn't have a smaller coin in his pocket and stepped out of the way for her to reach the machine.

"Any brand preference, miss Redana?" He asked her. "I prefer coffee myself, but I hear the milk tea isn't bad here either."

...Zero hadn't actually heard that, he was just making conversation.

[Verg Avesta]

Location: Chivalric Order Dormitories - Common Room
Time: 07:32 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

"My name is Chris. You seem really nice to me, so I'm not too worried if you do. It means I probably did something wrong to deserve it."

The young woman gave a dry laugh before scratching the large scar that cut her face horizontally over her nose.

"Sorry, I try not to make a habit of biting pretty boys on the first meeting. Gives off a bad impression and all that," she answered before pointing at herself lazily with her thumb. "Nice to meet you, Chris. The name's Cecilia Geflect. God Rail Mind, if you want to be formal. Please don't be. I hate formality around this dormitory as it is. Even with Venten running this crazy circus, everybody still acts like there's a ten-foot pole up their collective arse. Gets really tiresome, lemme tell you."

Having said that, Cecilia absentmindedly leaned back on her chain, precariously balancing it with only two legs like young people in school often did. She took a piece of toast from her plate and bit into it, eventually just forgetting it in the middle of chewing and letting it loosely hang in the grip of her teeth. Her brown, almost orange eyes wandered around the common rooms, eventually coming to one of the windows, where outside birds were playing. One of the sure signs of spring, along with the few flowers that were already in bloom in the gardens around the dormitory.

Finally, the young woman's eyes snapped back to Chris.

"Shw. Hny pmlns fhr... bleh." Cecilia whisked away the piece of toast and cleared her throat. "So? Any plans for your first big day here?"



Location: Athena Academy - Cafeteria
Time: 07:21 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

"YAMATO! TRUST YOUR INSTINCTS, YOU KNOW YOU CAN DO IT! I BELIEVE IN YOU! LET THE FIRE THAT BURNS DEEP INSIDE YOUR CHEST GUIDE YOU TO VICTORY!"

"Go to the infinity, Master! Show that upstart young lady!"

Materializing out of nowhere next to Drake, Squire suddenly joined the cheer-squad that had gathered around the combatants. He flashed a grin to Drake before pounding his fists towards the air and continuing hollering. Around him, the male students got even more excited and exploded into a volley of encouraging shouts, driving Yamato even further. His hands became nothing more than a blur and his teeth seemed to sharpen through his Kishu blood, tearing into whatever was pushed into his mouth. His throat bulged as he swallowed even larger and larger amounts of food, leaving his competitor into the dust.

The flabbergasted look on Umiou Chihaya's face was unlike any the girl tended to show in public. Never had she thought that she could be beaten in this game.

"Oh no, it's perfectly fine, you're welcome to it. Just enjoying a quiet moment and a small treat before the day begins. Ah! How rude of me, I'm Elaine Rousseau D'Normandy."

"Tosa Nashiko," the girl answered with a bright grin. "Just call me Nashiko or Nashi, whatever you want. I don't sweat the small stuff."

"And I've always found it to be more exciting to bet on the underdog, wouldn't you? But on the other hand, Mr. Yamato does seem to ave a lot of passion, doesn't he! This'd be easier to figure out if they would have stood up before-hand and cut a promo, but not everything can be as clear-cut as Wrestling."

Nashiko chuckled playfully and took a sip from the exotic juice she had ordered with her rather light and fruit-filled breakfast. While cutting a grapefruit in half to be eaten with a spoon, she kept one eye in the eating contest while still keeping her attention at Elaine, nodding to her words. When the blonde girl had finished, Nashiko chuckled at the thought.

"Oh, that would have been too cool!" she exclaimed. "I could totally imagine Kushichi doing something like that to impress Umicchi. I mean, everyone knows he's got a huge crush on her -along with half of this school- so it'd be totally up his alley."

Suddenly, the crowd that had gathered erupted in roars that caught the attention of everyone in the cafeteria. Yamato had advanced so far into his mountain of food that the end was already in sight. Not many layers of fried eggs, sausages, bacon and other things remained before the bottom of the plate would come into his sight. On the other hand, Chihaya had just gotten past the halfway point, and frustration was clear on her face. Seeing this situation, a mischievous smile spread on Nashiko's face and suddenly she jumped up on her chair and pulled something from the pocket of her skirt, brushing the brightly-colored cloth she had tied around it.

"Work that mouth, move those hands, chew that food, swallow that enemy!" Nashiko suddenly roared louder than anyone else. "You can do it, Umicchi! For the sake of yourself, for the sake of all the girls here, for the sake of every woman in OLYMPUS! Go beyond the limits and crash down on that breakfast! It's now or never, and never shall the choice be 'never'! Let 'er rip!"

Something exploded from Nashiko's arms that were spread upwards. An arc of light, vibrating the whole spectrum of colors, spread across the ceiling of the cafeteria. Golden letters appeared in the kaleidoscope-like light, and the message was simple:

GO UMICCHI!

Wind of change blew across the cafeteria.

Umiou Chihaya's eyes widened and she caught her plate with both of her hands.

And then, without any restraints, she raised that plate above her head, tilted it, and let the waterfall of food cascade straight into her mouth.




Location: Demeter Market - Main Street
Time: 07:16 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

"Stupid vending machine..."

A string of grumbling and curses flowed through the surprisingly busy main street of Demeter Market, coming from somewhere nearby Four. There, in one corner of the street, squatting by a row of vending machines, was a brown-haired girl. She was holding her hand like she had hurt it somewhere, and judging from the dent in the side of the orange vending machine, the target of her punch was in clear sight. The girl was glaring daggers at the machine like it had insulted her mother or something similar.

"Curse you, machine---" the girl growled and pressed her face against the transparent plastic, her eyes focused on the drinks behind it. "Give me back my bill, you money-eater...!"

Yes, Ryougi Michi was not having a good morning.



Location: Athena Academy - Class 1-D
Time: 7:46 - Morning
Day: April 17^th - Friday

The door of Class 1-D swung open...

And immediately, a horrific, screeching sound escaped through it into the corridor. It was like an incredibly high-pitched song of a whale, sped up infinitely and looped again and again until to the point it actually could have counted as a sonic weapon. Everywhere in the corridor, people were covering their ears and shouting, trying to get their bearings and find out what was causing the ungodly cacophony.

"Oh goddammit, Jane! Turn it off! Right now!" somebody, male judging from the sound of voice, shouted from inside the classroom.

Inside the classroom was an utter chaos. Students were running around, some huddling with whatever object they could use to block the sound, other just resigning to their fate and praying it would be over soon. In the middle of the classroom was a large machine, like a miniature satellite-dish with a donut-shaped, hovering body attached to it. The machine was spinning wildly around like a defective robot from old sci-fi movies, and two students, one male and one female, were trying to catch it.

"Just bash it with your wrench or something!" the boy, with blue hair and angry eyes, shouted to the girl. "We've gotta stop it!"

"R-right away, Prez!" the silver-haired girl, apparently named Jane, answered. "Here I go!"

Catching a hold of what had to be the largest wrench in OLYMPUS, Jane raised the weapon that was nearly her own size above her head, took aim, and finally let loose a swing that would have made any baseball-player proud. The huge wrench hit the machine straight to its body, cleaving it in half and trashing it completely. Immediately, the horrible sound died down and became nothing more than slowly fading, low mumble. Silence that felt almost eerie fell over the classroom, and the students were glancing around, trying to assess whether or not it was safe to come out yet.

However...

"You birdbrained grease-monkey!" the boy shouted, grabbed what seemed like a white paper fan from the table, and struck the girl with a swift move on top of her head. "Never, ever again bring your Radio Club creations to the classroom again!"

"Awawa!" the girl cried out, though not from pain. Though the slapping sound was magnificent, the paper fan would not have done much damage. "Why did you hit me again, Prez?"

"Why do you think!?" the boy screamed, looking like he was about to tear his own hair.



Location: Fujou dormitories - Room
Time: 06:16
Day: April 17^th – Friday

"I am not planning on dying this week or the next, or the one after that. So it looks like we're going to be roommates for a long time. So if you want to share a meal, catch up and figure out how the hell I am going to pay you back, the offer is still up."

For a long time, Fujou Erika stayed silent. She had gone completely rigid the moment Rei had started talking, but now that the blind girl was actually finished, her silence was of a different kind. Her eyes had narrowed, and they were locked straight at Rei. Her fingers were gripping her arms tightly, to the point it almost looked like she was about to break her own skin. Her lips stayed sealed tight, even when she eventually rose up from the chair. She then took a single step towards Rei, keeping a clear distance between them.

And, then, Fujou Erike began talking.

"You know, Command Spell is not something that can be paid back. Not in realistic sense, anyway. Once one has been used, it's gone for good. No two ways about it. So, if you're looking to repay your debt to me, it's a hopeless battle. If you want to put it in other terms, it'd be a Kobayashi Maru for you. You'll have no other option but to fail," Erika spoke coldly and matter-of-factly, like a true reporter. "Which brings us to the fact that I am still angry. Why wouldn't I be? It was the recklessness of you two that got me into this mess to begin with. Sure, I can blame a part of it to my own foolishness, but a big part of it lies with you, too."

Having said that, Erika relaxed her hands and let them flop meekly to the sides. She drew in a deep breath, clearly to calm herself, and closed her eyes. When she finally exhaled and looked at Rei once more, her eyes were no longer like swords, ready to stab the girl. No, now there was much more warmth in them. Surprising amount, even.

"But, you know... over the years, I've noticed something. Hate is something of a sin of mine. I can't control it. Sometimes, without even wanting to, I get gripped by a fearsome rage and lash out to those around me. It destroyed my relationship with my boyfriend. It destroyed my relationship with my senpai and got her killed. It is an emotion that I have to live with till I die, because there's no other way," she spoke, carefully picking her words. "That is why I... That is why I've chosen to ignore my hate. No matter how many times it rises from the murky depths of my heart, I'll pay it no heed and continue living like I always have. No matter what it causes me to do in a fit of anger."

Erika took a single step closer to Rei; a careful, almost a fearful one.

"That is why I want to ignore it this time, too. I don't want it to get in the way of the budding friendship I formed after such a long time. And, therefore, I'd like to request something from you, Rei: if you truly want to be my friend..." Erika said, and hesitated.

But then, she steeled herself, and continued.

"... I ask you to ignore it with me."



Location: Order of the Templars Dormitories
Time: 06:34 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

"You were just eating breakfast, right? I'm Erwin. Would you mind if I joined you? As one of the 'new students', it'd be an honour to dine with my senior."

"Suuuuure! I wanna eat with Erwin, too!" Cerise laughed and caught a hold of Erwin's hand, starting to drag him off to the table. "Let's go, let's go!"

"A-archbishop!" the nun in blue cried out. "Please show proper manners!"

Clearly not heeding the words of her guardian-of-sorts, Cerise eventually dragged Erwin to where she had been eating her breakfast, and nearly forced him to sit down. She then happily plopped on her own chair, her feet swinging back and forth and not even reaching the floor. She caught a hold of her spoon with a fist-grip and dug into the porridge that could have not, by any means, taste good. Yet the small girl was smiling from ear to ear as if it had been the most delicious thing ever. Between each spoonful she glanced at Erwin, before giggling a little and continuing eating.

"Terribly sorry about this, sir..." the nun sighed and nodded in apology towards Erwin. "Oh! Where are my manners? My name is Modeste Blason, at your service."

The nun then put her finger to her chin, thinking.

"Is there anything you'd like for breakfast? I can prepare it for you."




Location: Athena Academy – Class 2-B
Time: 8:22 – Morning
Day: April 17^th - Friday

“Ah, yes, my name is Maibe Shenouda. It’s nice to meet you, Miss…?”

"Wang Fang-Hua," the girl stated very matter-of-factly and adjusted her glasses. "I am the Class President of 2-B. Thus, I'd like to be the first one to welcome you officially the class. I know it can be a bit overwhelming at first, but I'm sure you'll fit right in."

Fang-Hua then extended her hand towards Maibe and offered even a hint of smile, cracking her cool demeanor for a moment. It was as if the mere thought of the boy groaning pain had flown out of the window the moment Fang-Hua saw a matter she had to attend as the Class President.

Unfortunately for her, this problem was not one to go away easily.

"D-don't trust her, new girl..." Yamato painfully uttered and burped loudly. "Prez acts all n-nice... but in truth... she's... she's a slavedriv-"

The classroom rang with a loud thump sound as Fang-Hua slammed her thick book down straight to Yamato's head, silencing the boy before he could finish his accusation. Face a little flushed and hurriedly trying to keep her glasses from falling because of agitation, Fang-Hua then raised her book and held onto it like a lifejacket.

"I-I am nothing of the sort!" she exclaimed. "I may be a bit strict, but it is only for the good of this class! Right, everyone?"

No one in the classroom had the courage to argue against her, and thus, everyone stayed silent and simply turned away their heads.



Location: Athena Academy - Cafeteria
Time: 7:00 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

"Come now, this way, the two of you!" Vielyna von Einzbern's voice suddenly broke through the constant murmur of the cafeteria. "Hurry, I think I saw Ms. Petronova over this way."

Eventually from the crowd emerged the familiar sight of the aristocratic homunculus. Catching the sight of Juliana, she gave a perky smile and a little wave of hand, before catching a hold of something in the crowd behind her, and started dragging them after her. For some reason the girl seemed to be in extremely good mood, and it translated into straight up power as she bulldozed her way through the crowd while towing what seemed like two unfortunate students.

Well, at least one of them was unfortunate. The one who had an actual reason for being there was none other than Millia Arothron, who gave a slightly shy nod towards Juliana as the trio reached the table where the alchemist was sitting. Strangely enough, the expression on the timid girl's face was the same as ever, as if nothing had ever happened between the two of them.

Or, as if... she didn't remember the incident two weeks ago.

"Was für eine Überraschung!" Vielyna exclaimed and spread her hands as if to introduce some sort of spectacle. "I've found us a new club member!"

The "club member" in question was a young boy with a slightly messy black hair on a warrior's ponytail and with a green hakama thrown over his school uniform instead of the typical jacket. He was looking somewhat confusedly around him, clearly unsure what was going on around him.

"Umm..." the boy said, scratching his cheek sheepishly. "I don't mind, but... what club is this, exactly?"




Location: Athena Academy - Pathway
Time: 07:38 - Morning
Day: April 17^th – Friday

"Any brand preference, miss Redana? I prefer coffee myself, but I hear the milk tea isn't bad here either."

Radana stared at Zero for a good half a minute, still exhibiting his unnerving, almost bat-like habits. Finally, she raised her hand without taking off her stare from the boy, and without looking, brought it close towards the vending machine. She slowly extended her finger, allowing it to hover from one button to another, going through the collection of coffee brands and teas, as if searching for the right target.

Then, with a rapid-push technique that would have left a world-championship level gamer paling in shame, she rammed the finger eight times on one of the buttons.

This button? It was the one for the absolutely cheapest (and worst) brand of lemon juice, costing only 50 yen per can.

There was a series of loud clanking noises as eight cans of lemon juice came barreling from the depths of the machine, filling the small compartment to the brink. Her face impassive as ever, Radana then squatted down, finally breaking her eye-contact with Zero, and started systematically loading up the juice cans to her arms. When she finally rose up, she was carrying a rather dangerously wobbling pile of cans. Not only that, but her both hands were occupied, and thus she had no way of drinking her "treasure."

Still, even though she showed no emotion, there was a slightly happier aura around the girl now that she had gotten her loot.

[Caster]

Chris Arelius
Location: Chivalric Order Dormitories - Common Room
Time: 07:33 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

"Sorry, I try not to make a habit of biting pretty boys on the first meeting. Gives off a bad impression and all that," she answered before pointing at herself lazily with her thumb. "Nice to meet you, Chris. The name's Cecilia Geflect. God Rail Mind, if you want to be formal. Please don't be. I hate formality around this dormitory as it is. Even with Venten running this crazy circus, everybody still acts like there's a ten-foot pole up their collective arse. Gets really tiresome, lemme tell you."

Chris blushed a bit as he pulled back his hand. "Not sure I'd go with pretty, but thank you for the compliment. And I'm not much for formality either. Besides, Cecilia sounds very nice. Though I'm not sure what your formal name is supposed to mean." He felt a little dense, but at the same time, he had just arrived at OLYMPUS. It was possible everyone just got titles of some sort after all.

"Shw. Hny pmlns fhr... bleh." Cecilia whisked away the piece of toast and cleared her throat. "So? Any plans for your first big day here?"

Chris swallowed his spoonful of cereal, thinking carefully. He stirred the cereal a bit before shaking his head. "Honestly, not really. I have class a little later, but after school I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I didn't get a chance to really look around school when I first got off the plane, so I'll probably try and explore some. It looks like there's a lot to see."

[I3uster]

Akio Saiki
Location: Half-Blood Dormitories
Time: 05:55
Day: April 17^th – Friday

The sensation of bone cutting into his cheeks had barely been noticeable to him. No wonder. What he tasted was a forbidden fruit. Nothing a mortal should have consumed. Ambrosia. What was an injury compared to this.

He kept digging into it. Just one more bite and he would be done. Just one more. But there was so much left, why leave any?

Muffled voice.

He ate and ate until he could no more. Acidic reflux forced it back out of his stomach onto the floor. A short break, then the meal would be continued.

And as more and more of it was consumed the voice became clearer.

"Wake up, you idiot. Wake up and look at what you have done."

-----

He jumped straight out of the bed.

It felt like a flu. His joints ached. His throat was parched, his head hurt and he was bathed in sweat. His alarm clock was dignified with only a short glance before an untargeted strike disabled its function, knocking over a stash of school books in the process.

5 minutes before it would have went off. What a shitty way to start the day.

As he turned on the lights he also discovered scratches all over his upper body and right arm, and a ripped bandage on the left.

And somehow he felt incredibly hungry. Light-headedness and a quivering with every step as if his body would give in informed him that this was not a normal hunger.

Yeah, yeah, I got it, I got it.

eAt

He put his hand to his head and started slowly rubbing his temples. Just a second.

He opened the door on a small personal fridge in his room. He didn't really want the others to get their fingers all over this, not to mention that visitors would be quite disgusted if they had found these contents in a normal fridge.

A blood pack he fetched from inside of it felt cold to the touch. It would suffice. With his teeth he ripped a bit of it open and chugged it down in an instant.

Should have gotten a glass. Whatever, not like anybody has their mom over.

Slowly and steadily the ache vanished. He felt a bit more at ease. Still, a morning was a morning.

At least it's already friday.

From his left arm there were dangling bandages. Another victim of another restless night.

Whatever, I should change them as often as possible anyway.

Breakfast had to be finished a bit late today.

-----

Location: Half-Blood Dormitories
Time: 07:10

A famous martial artist had once been quoted that a strike that was practiced a thousand times was a lot more dangerous than a thousand strikes practiced once.It was a doctrine that could be adapted to all areas of life. Akio Saiki had found it quite applicable for his cooking.

Yes, it was another day of omurice in the bachelor household.
"Oi, guys, breakfast's ready!"

[Spinach]

Noelle Fontaine
Location: Athena Academy - Class 2-C
Time: 07:27 – Morning
Day: April 17^th – Friday

“School. Go to school. Brilliant idea.” Noelle muttered under her breath, grinding each fractured sentence out through clenched teeth. The cacophony of laughter easily drowned out every labored word that escaped her lips as she continued to stare up at the clock above the blackboard. Noelle slowly bit down on her lower lip as the classroom continued to howl in joined laughter, clenching her hands together into fists so tightly that her knuckles began to turn pale.

“Of course they’re laughing at me you incompetent little…” Noelle hissed under her breath, raising her voice with each word spoken until she stopped, realizing that she was nearly speaking loud enough to match the laughter surrounding her. Through the unrestrained laughter Noelle could pick out a few hysterical sentences filled with laughter and blatant disrespect, and with each one she tightened her fists a little more, until it began to feel like her fingernails would rip into her palms.

Slowly, bit by bit the laughter subsided, leaving the students scattered along the walls, on top of their desks and huddled together in the corners gasping and wheezing for breath. Some were still lurching forward, clutching their stomachs while others continued to wipe tears away from their eyes, letting out the occasional chuckle as they did so. As the last of the students finally calmed down Noelle slowly loosened up, releasing her lower lip from between her two canines.

"Somehow, I ain't in a mood to fight anymore," she cackled. "But don't worry, P.K. will be in top condition to humiliate you tonight."

"I wonder about that,"

Unclenching her fists, Noelle slowly turned around to watch the woman from before leave the classroom, engraving the woman's face and what the woman called herself into her memory.

‘P.K.’

As Pop Kim disappeared from sight Noelle turned her eyes to the large man in the center of the room, shooting a hateful stare at him before turning back to the blackboard. On the long trip from Kimon no Kazu to the blackboard Noelle made sure to bore her eyes into every student her eyes crossed, glaring at each one of them individually before she returned to the blackboard then lifted her eyes upward toward the clock.

“What nonsense.” Noelle spat out in an unconvincing attempt to appear unconcerned with the laughter from before. A single glance at Noelle’s face could tell anyone that she was beyond upset, either from embarrassment or anger, and no amount of blowing hot air would hide the story that her face so obviously told. With twitching eyebrows Noelle continued to speak aloud, grinding her words out through clenched teeth in a voice just loud enough for anyone to hear. “Perhaps there’s been some sort of mistake and I have been assigned to the quarantine classroom for hooligans and misfits.”

[Tangerang]

4
Location: Demeter Market - Main Street
Time: 07:16 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

Spying an interesting incident off to the side, the vampire girl watches the angry brown-haired girl vent her anger at the vending machine. Simply watching for a few moments was enough for her to figure out more or less what was going on.

Ah, no, this would not do. The girl shouldn't be doing things like this. This vampire girl shall go forth and put her on the proper path.

Walking casually to not attract suspicion, the vampire girl took a path that took her close to the brown haired girl and the vending machine.

And then suddenly from behind-

Embraced the girl in a gentle, motherly but firm hug with her one hand.

"Now now you musn't do that," the vampire whispered softly yet mournfully in the girl's ear. "There is no need to turn to anger, no need to resort to violence. Especially for something as trivial as money. If you don't get rid of your worldly desires, you'll never achieve enlightenment. Please don't hurt this poor thing anymore. It's not even breathing... it's not even breathing anymore..."

Her voice began to take on a tearing tone, as if she truly was grieving some tragedy before her eyes.

[hero]

Fujou Rei
Location: Fujou dormitories - Room
Time: 06:16
Day: April 17^th – Friday


What an unexpected turn of events.

The Fujou Erika that I thought would surely reject my apology has instead gone as far as to bare a part of her heart to me. I am once more at a loss of words... Though I've experienced the death of someone close to me, it has been in a different way compared to what she experienced. I'd be speaking without knowing what it's really like. But if there is something I can understand, it's the burden of having to live with something until you die whether you like it or not. Since I was born blind against my will, I know that feeling all too well. When I think about it, three words immediately come to mind, which I guess is enough for a start.

"You are strong." I compliment her with genuine respect, as I nod slightly and swallow the saliva left in my mouth. "Definitely strong, Erika."

While I am aware that my roommate is a powerful ESPer, this time I am not praising her skills as a hunter or her keen intellect. It's her outstanding resolve what has taken me aback. I never thought I would find it in a person like her, and after her confession, I feel like I'm almost facing a different individual. It's true what they say: You can't judge a book by its cover.

I was completely wrong about her, and I shouldn't have gotten angry over a petty thing like not getting a reply overnight.

"Heh..." My smile comes naturally now that we've gotten past the storm. Standing up from the bed, I take a few steps in the reporter's general direction until she's between arm's reach and offer her a handshake. "Consider it ignored."

I take a deep breath and then sigh, in an attempt to drive the tension away. It works relatively well.

"I guess we all have our own things, huh...?" Like I've thought, everyone needs help, including our own selves. "Come on, let's go grab something to eat."

[Bloble]

Erwin Eifer Schwert
Location: Order of the Templars Dormitories
Time: 06:34 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

"A-archbishop!" "Please show proper manners!"

"Please, ma'am, be calm," I try to placate her. She reminds me of one of the Sisters back home, who would constantly stress out over the children rough-housing. A wonderful woman, though she needed a vacation after a few unruly ones went a bit too far in their play. "Certainly there's no need for strict form among allies. It's early in the morning, and I'd hardly say there's anyone here who would judge us harshly for being more relaxed than usual."

"I also appreciate the offer, Miss Modeste, but while normally I'd be happy to take you up on it, I was... er, coerced into bringing something from home." A shame too. I really do appreciate her kindness, but the food I'm holding was rather roughly shoved into my hands as I was about to board the plane, and I couldn't in all honesty refuse it. I'm sure Miss Blason's porridge would be... well, better than its humble appearance makes it appear to be. At the very least, it can't be worse than rations and Regain.

Wait, what am I saying? Delicious food is a luxury, Erwin! I should be more than content with the bountiful harvest provided for me!

With that mindset, I take a seat next to the archbishop and swiftly unpack my dried biscuits, dried meat, dried prunes, and something that must have at one point resembled tuna but is now more akin to a shrivelled parchment. I do my best to keep my face even as I contemplate that 'food' entering my body. The iffy Eastern drink is the most solid looking thing of the lot. Strength, Erwin. Your trials are only just beginning. At least the half a dozen chocolate chip cookies look fine.

At that moment, the full implications of the nun's words strike me. Archbishop? Sangyeux? I glance at the happily smiling girl and blink. Is this the same girl known around the organization for her skills in dispatching heretics? If she is... perhaps I can get an autograph eventually. I'm a bit of a fan, though I'll likely never admit it to anyone. I want to ask, but it would be rude, so I settle for something else.

I hold up a small packet of powder that was meant to be combined with milk or water (which wasn't included with the ration itself, leading me to believe that its makers were slightly sadistic), do my best to remember a few words of French, and smile. "Chocolat?" I move my fingers, and the packet is suddenly three. Finally a use for my combat training for something other than fanning out Black Keys to look intimidating. "Jus de pomme? D'orange?"

[RacingeR]

Shizuka Fujou
Location: Athena Academy – Classroom 2-D
Time: 12:00 – Lunchtime
April 17th – Friday

Nothing unusual happened in class after the ruckus calmed down. Putting her books away, Shizuka stole a glance towards Rei, then took out her HECATE phone. Rei and her would have a busy afternoon, and they would have time to talk later. Knowing her friend, she probably had something to say to her, and she still needed to report how making up with Erika had gone. They would meet up later today.

Taking in account that, she quickly made her way through the contact list to the first number there, and wrote a short message to Satoko, inviting her to eat lunch with her. Time like this would be better spent training, but… she knew there was a risk of overdoing it… and she probably wanted to keep up with any news about Yuki’s movements anyway.

There was, of course, the fact that she missed talking with Satoko, something that had not happened in quite a while after that incident, but that was buried very deep in the back of her mind.

[Zagrin]

Stanistaw Krol
Location: Athena Academy - Class 2-D
Time: 08:03 - Morning
Day: April 17^th - Friday

Today is going to be a terrible day, isn't it?

That thought echoed the complete opposite of how I had felt this morning when I had received the notification about some sort of event happening later today. I'd never actually seen a meteor shower before, so I can't say I wasn't interested in seeing what everyone was so excited about...that and it was happening in the Crystal City, meaning that unless I wanted to stick out like a sore thumb trying to discover the summoning ritual while everyone was enjoying themselves, it would be for the best not to bother with it today.

Still I had been trying to figure out the process for the last two weeks, and though I had little success, taking a break couldn't hurt, especially since I had little other choice in the matter. Finally a day I could sit back and relax and because of the meteor shower, hopefully everyone else would as well. Perhaps...just maybe we'd have a normal morning for once in Class 2-D.

Unfortunately some things never change. When I entered class, the first thing to greet me was Sengoku shouting about how her lunch had been ruined all the while as she was attacking someone with her fans...which looked like they could hurt quite a bit if a hit connected. Sure the person in question, whom, if I'm correct, was called Midori, had been dodging the rain of blows quite well, but some of them were getting pretty close to hitting her.

And, as per usual the rest of the the class was just sitting back and watching all this unfold, not even so much as a peep coming from them let alone trying to stop her. I suppose I understood why, in the end it really wasn't any of their business and the easiest choice in this scenario was to just to sit back and let it blow over, after all, situations like this had happened before and nothing really came out of them, it's not as if today would be any different.

Honestly it would be the smart choice for me as well just to try ignore it all, in the end Midori was handling it pretty well, all things considered and Sengoku already hates me because I'm one of them apparently, so giving her even more reason to despise me sounds quite...stupid. Nonetheless, I still think this has gone on for long enough, it's pretty clear that she's sorry about what she did so Sengoku should really just cut her a break already.

"Hey Sengoku-san, it's pretty clear that she's sorry for what she did, so can't you figure out a way for her to pay you back for it, rather than...what you're doing now?"

[Mellon]

Firo Prochainezo
Location: Demeter Market - KAIROS office
Time: 06:43 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

Firo burst into laughter as he watched the two girls battle it out in front of his eyes. Well, calling it a „battle“ was a misnomer, obviously. Lerato simply manhandling Evolve for all intents and purposes. The idea was good though. Evolve did need to get out more and talk with normal people a tad more (and not simply to the three of them in KAIROS).

And he was incredibly impressed that Lerato managed to actually get the stench of tobacco out of Evolve's clothes. That in itself was a feat to be celebrated.

„Now, now Evolve. I do agree with Lerato on this. Going out and socializing a bit can only be good for you. Bitter medicine and all that, you know?“

"Could'cha throw her uniform to me? It's over at that counter,"

„Sure, but make sure you don't trash the place too bad. Otherwise, I'll have to have Felix clean it up again and he was already in despair when he had to clean up the remnants of your „indoor basketball“ session, Lerato.“

With casual steps, Firo made his way to the counter, grabbed the uniform, and threw it at Lerato with an easygoing arc. Its not like accuracy was that important in this case. He was quite confident that Lerato would be able to catch it no matter how inaccurate it was (if he threw them vaguely in the right direction at least).

Seeing the dusky skinned girl catch the uniform with ease, Firo gave a slight nod and a grin as he headed for the main door.

„Let me know once you finish getting her ready for her big occasion! I'll be outside. Wouldn't want to embarrass our fair maiden with my tainted eyes, you know?“

[Ivan The Mouse]

Juliana Petronova
Location: Athena Academy - Cafeteria
Time: 7:00 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

Juliana's attention was caught by a voice she recognized very well. It came from none other than Vielyna, who seems to be calling two other people enthusiastically and leading them towards her table, making her way through the people walking around and maybe still getting themselves some breakfast or maybe done eating and going back to their classroom or something else. She saw her as she smiled and waved her hand at her. She opted to do the same as a response. At this rate, the mute thought, the homunculus may become Millia's successor even if her leadership skills aren't necessarily admirable.

Then she saw Millia from the couple following Vielyna and she couldn't believe her eyes. She finally saw her again. The dread about what happened to her is now finally gone. She was glad to see that she was in a good shape, as if nothing happened to her. She wanted to ask her many questions. She wanted to tell her how much she was worried about her. She wanted to hug her, if the alchemist allowed herself to hug anyone. She didn't know what to do or what to feel about her. A plethora of emotions was her reaction upon seeing her but in the end, she just felt happy to see her again. She decided not to bring up the past upon meeting her and instead just ask her if she was alright as her first course of action if she gets the chance to talk to her.

And then she saw the new club member Vielyna was talking about in the message earlier. This young boy certainly looks as if he was a bit of an ancient Japanese warrior and she hoped that his confused expression was because he was dragged by Vielyna to the table and not because he was unacquainted to the modern way of living. But given that he was studying in this academy, it is more likely the former than the latter. And then, he asked about what club he was recruited into.

Juliana now has three people in her table whom she needs to talk to, and she didn't know how to talk to them or whom to start talking to.

But she still typed out a message on her phone and showed it to Vielyna.

"So, we finally saw each other again, Miss von Einzbern. I really would like to apologize for my actions earlier in regards to sending a message to you while you were still in your beauty sleep. I guarantee you that such course of action would not happen again in the future. Again, I am sorry for what happened. I will not do such again.

And please, would you kindly introduce our club to our newcomer? I am sorry again for asking you this favor but it was just unfortunate that I have no capabilities in doing so, I would have done it if it wasn't for my lacking of abilities in properly doing so."

[Tobias]

Zero
Location: Athena Academy - Pathway
Time: 07:39 - Morning
Day: April 17^th – Friday

Well now I have to wonder if the reason she attends my meetings is she actually likes the food. Zero thought to himself sardonically. Seriously though, lemon juice? She smells like an open grave, I am pretty sure she hasn't moistened her eyes in at least two minutes and...

...oh, dbuzu, or however she put it. that must mean juice. Well OK then. Guess now Zero knew eleven Czeck words.

"Ooooooooooooor Juice!" Zero said gaily, continuing his thought from earlier about milk tea. There had been a delay between the sentences as Messy Head had stared intently at him...something he was rapidly beginning to believe was her default expression, while she seem to ponder his words.

...Or hell, who knows, maybe she was lost in thought, or contemplating the nature of the universe or something, who the devil could say what was going on behind those too wide eyes.

"Because who doesn't like lemon juice am I right? Cool, so, I am just gonna work under the assumption that if you say, wanted me to carry some of those or open a can for you would tell me," And I would have no bloody idea which of the two it was, if either, Zero filled in mentally. "So shall we go on? My home room teacher is the laissez-faire type, but you know this school has a math teacher who scares the crap outta me, I don't want 'em thinking I am skipping!"

[Sei]

Shang Lan Fen (Shang Asuka)
Location: China Order Dormitories
Time: 06:30 - Morning
Day: April 17th - Friday

Tossing and turning, I throw the sheets off of my person and abruptly bring myself upright. Still shaking off the haze of dreams, I scan the area through half opened eyes in order to figure out where I am. All things considered, I must look like a fool in doing so; however, I can't be put at fault here. After all, it was only last night that I arrived in this new place- OLYMPUS. Having never left my home in Anyang since the day I was born, I've grown accustomed to the familiar, stagnant scenery. So, naturally, when I awaken to an unfamiliar bed, ceiling, even an unfamiliar air... It's only natural that I'm startled a bit... Right?

Beep. Beep. Beep.

With a rather horrid, unfamiliar noise piercing my ears, I look over to the side of my bed and discover the culprit of this morning's crime. It's a "gift" from my mother: a squawking noise-box she refers to as an "alarm clock". Supposedly, it's some kind of tool which is supposed to help you wake up on time (which I suppose makes sense now) and it's supposedly an integral part of school-life. According to her, if I can't even get accustomed to this little piece of technology, then there is no way I'm ready to tackle the challenges that a normal life has to offer... At first, I thought it merely to be another one of that shrewd woman's jokes... But having seen that this tiny box is possessed by the banshee's own cry, I might have to reconsider my thoughts on this whole school thing...

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"...."

Students truly are tougher that I thought...

There's no turning back now, unfortunately. While I can't say I'm very content with the hour, I doubt there's any way I'll be able to go back to sleep now... So it'd be wise to merely make the best of this. But first, I have to do something about this infernal siren!

I grumble under my breath as I lift the gray box up towards my face. Trying, and failing, to recall how that woman said to control this thing, I closely examine this "alarm clock" and contemplate how it operates... How it thinks. But ultimately, I come up with nothing- merely taunted by its blaring red numbers and obnoxious crying. At this point, the noise has already begun to claw through my eardrums and into my brain. Quite honestly, if I weren't suffering at the moment, I just might be able to find some value in this thing as a mental training exercise... Or at least a decent torture device.

"Why don't you just shut up!?"

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Seeing that my sanity is already in danger, I slam the box back down on the nightstand and decide to go for broke. Taking another quick look at the buttons-minute, hour, sleep, alarm, time, and snooze- my first thought is to go with the simple solution. So, taking a stab in the dark, I press the sleep button and hope for the best. Unfortunately, although it seems to do something, it doesn't remedy the mind-numbing ruckus. So, I go with my second impulse, and punch the snooze button. And this time, much to my relief, it works! Asuka: 2, Technology: 672! I take a moment to hold my head up with pride.

Now with the rest of the morning stretched out before me, it's only a question of what I should do next. I'm still pretty unfamiliar with this place, so taking a chance to accommodate myself with the facilities would probably be wise. ...Although, I likely don't have the time to do all that now. Still, at the very least, I could perhaps meet some new faces and introduce myself. With any real luck, maybe I'll even run into someone who can help me around.

Briefly checking up on my roommate... only to discover a bundle of sheets and covers, I opt to go and get myself ready with a slight hop in my step.

[Vritra]

Ichirou Tama
Location: Athena Academy Classroom 1-D
Time: 7:51
Day: April 17^th - Friday

And so Ichirou opened the door to his classroom and entered, right into the middle chaotic scene of students desperately scrambling for anything in which they could use to blot out the horrible noise being emitted by the strange machine.

Immediately his reflexes took over, plugging his ears and taking a few quick steps he easily put a distance between him and the room, maintaining a ready stance as he waited for the chaos to unfold and indeed soon the noise vanished being replaced by voices.

So it’s over now, then time to see what happened. Peering around the corner of the door frame he surveyed the scene.

So the machine was destroyed, to be expected it would be strange if no one took measures to protect themselves after being subjected to a weapon. Though it is rather strange that she would choose to use or test it when there are so many witnesses around even if it would allow you to get a great deal of information on how it would perform it would also easily allow others to take countermeasures. That boy is strange as well despite his expert attack he is using a weapon that seems incapable of ever causing serious harm. He should be using that wrench I’m sure it would be much more suitable if a bit unwieldy. Strange, strange, strange both the terrain of this place and the people that inhabit it are truly strange I should be careful.

I wonder if I can get some information about what happened and why. Entering the door frame proper he rapped his knuckles loudly on the frame. “Excuse me but could someone please tell me what happened here, what is …was that?” he said pointing at the destroyed machine before continuing “Oh and who might you all be?” Oh I suppose since I asked their identities I should give my own that was how it was supposed to work most of the time wasn’t it. A brief moment passed before he spoke again “Tama”.

[MasterSeth]

Gin Ryougi
Location: Athena Academy Class 1-C
Time: 7:35 - Morning
April 17th – Friday

As I entered the classroom it seems a small crowd had gathered in one of the corners, headed by Loch-san. As I move a little closer to see what's the commotion I notice someone in the center of the gathering, another student, but something seemed, well off.

Isn't that, uuhhh, what was his name? Oh, oh yeah Enola right? He looks different though, almost like he's not... is he alright? He looks all weird and different now, like um, what were they called, I saw them in a book I was studying... Ah, right, a golem maybe?

After a bit, another boy speaks up, it seems he had been working on something with the leg of golem, but it seems that whatever he was doing wasn't working, as he seemed to just kinda drop his tools. From the sounds of it, even with what tools he has, the problem isn't really something he can solve, at least not in our classroom. With a smile and a pat on the back Loch-san gives him some words of encouragement to lift his spirit. As she turned from the other boy, she noticed me, and with a quick smile spoke up.

"Oh, good morning, Gin, having a nice morning?"

"O-oh uh, y-yeah," caught off guard a little by her smile I stammer a little and look away while answering. "I just got back from breakfast a-and figured I'd poke in and see what's up here." I gesture to Enola, "Oh um, if you don't mind me asking, what happened here?"