Embeth's plate was nearly clean and her tummy was very full. She rubbed it with her hand. The food was good. She looked at Peyton as he explained the variety of students. She didn't understand what vampires, a shapeshifter, or an elemental was, but she didn't really care right now. She would ask about them later. Peyton or Tesla would explain them to her. She wanted to know where she could sleep. Maybe Peyton could show her. "Can you show me where I can sleep?" She asked Peyton. Remembering her manners, she added, "Please?"

Quetzalcoatl took in all Peyton had said. Two others who had shown up somewhere along the way, as well as the window which had been frosted before was no longer frosted. The school was certainly diverse, although he wasn't quite sure what the abilities of these students would be; this would be something worth discovering once his facilities were up and running.

Embeth spoke up, asking to be shown where to sleep; apparently she hadn't been told yet either. Figuring this was probably his best chance to find out where his room was, he said "I haven't been told where I'll be staying either. If someone is showing Embeth where her room is, could someone please show me where mine is as well?"

''A glass orb? Hmm, sounds like a must see to me. And those festivals sound astonishingly wonderful. I'd love to be there myself one day... It sounds like a great experience to have in your life.'' she whispered, playing with her fork in the food, day dreaming a bit, before sighing in which a slight tone of defeat was heard. She would have to stay here really long, so it won't even come close. It's not like Megumi can count days, or maybe nights of sleep now could she, not in this situation... huh?
''Crystals for your ecosystem plus nature and thus technology for oxygen... Sounds interesting. These sensors must be really advanced, to feel every little bit of need in the air.'' she said, taking a bite, smiling when she registered the nice flavor. She quickly swallowed, already feeling the need to talk again...
''Seraphin... It makes me wonder... When do you call a place your home...? So far so good humans do have an intense word for it, we may have better words for descriptions. I don't know or this counts for your kind though... But humans tend to be better at feelings. A feeling that just 'is' because it is and always has been.'' The valkyrie smiled, taking a sip of water.

Seraphin smiled. "It is most beautiful. But I see what you mean. It is my home, my sanctury. But I still wish to see the Universe before I must return. I feel a little difference between here and there. There it feels like my heart will explode. So much positivity. And yet, here... I can feel something in the air. Fear. It isn't too close, but I feel fear, and there is a storm approaching." The last words seemed to echo in the cafeteria. His eyes swivelled round to the general direction of Darcy. The fear grew greater, threatening to smother his beating heart. He turned away again, and he found it hard to breathe. Suddenly he could feel all the negativity. Suspicion. Jealousy. He closed his eyes, trying to focus on the optimism that was next to him. "Peyton... something's coming." Seraphin managed to say to the Elite.
Fear washed over him, and suddenly everything felt cold to him. Air whistled through the cracks, ever so softly. It hummed to his ears, whispered in its flutey voice.

Megumi smiled as he spoke, having just finished her rather big plate (she loves food). The valkyrie too wanted to see lots and lots of things, although her end wouldn't be near anywhere soon. The girl nodded in agreement, except for the heart explotion thing, taking sips from her water here and there.
''Home is where the heart lays, another funny saying... Humans don't make sense, they are so unclear they come closer than my kind's better defitioned words. Really funny.'' the girl whispered, keeping silent as Seraphin continued speaking... She looked at him intensely, taking in every little detail she could.


''Fear, huh...?'' she said, twirling the glass in her long fingers. If there was one emotion she didn't know it was fear. Call it arrogance, but when you trained your whole life you build up confidence, and more importantly: Strength. She fought against creatures, and lost only to those at least twice her age. It was just that she wore a human shirt and vest, plus a pair of white jeans, else all her scars could be showing. She had a really long one starting in the middle of her back, ending at her right upper thigh. Disrespect towards her mentor.
''Coming... Do you mean a person is coming to turn this academy upside down, or do you mean a problem will form...?''

Seraphin shook his head, evidently furious. "You don't sound scared enough. If you could feel it." He whispered hoarsely, eyes narrowed. "Ignorance and arrogance. A deadly combination. But I... I can feel it. It feels like my heart will be smothered, and it is deadening my ability to think straight. If you do not feel it, then you have not witnessed or heard of those terrible, terrible things. And don't you say that you have, because, everyone has fear. It is an instinct that saves lives." He closed his eyes and wanted it all to go away, wanted it all to be shut off. He pressed his hand to his temples, and massaged them gently. If only people could stop feeling things. It made it so hard to speak to them, to live with them.
Seraphin didn't like being the scale of everyone's emotions. Being around pregnant females was a painful experience. He could feel their pain, and their mood swings were contaigous to him. He disliked being around anyone, and especially now. He could only feel negativity and right now he felt like throwing himself onto the train tracks and having it over and done with. He was an unstable, emotional wreck.

Fiore sat there and listened to everyones conversation. She tended to be snoopy on an unhealthy basis. Her mother often warned her about it. She found out a lot about her family from snooping. When Fiore had enough she stood from the table. "Excuse me, but I am exhausted. I will see you all tomorrow." She smiled and walked away.
Fiore couldn't help but think about all the interesting things that happened today. Her life had certainly taken an interesting turn since she started this school. She couldn't wait to find out more.

(filler can't think of anything)

Peyton cleared his throat, flushed, "I apologize, I didn't realize that I had forgotten to tell you. Let's see," Peyton looked up towards the ceiling, his eyes squinted slightly, as he tried to remember the assignment sheet. It had a map of the dormitories on it, with the current students names, and also let him know which ones were empty for newcomers. "I believe you, Tesla, will be in the North Wing, Dorm A, with Seraphin. This doesn't mean you're sharing a room, so don't worry. It just means that you are in the same corridor. We wish to avoid multiple people in each room, seeing as not all people are heterosexual." He swallowed his words with some spaghetti, realizing that that comment might have been inappropriate.

"I apologize if that made you uncomfortable," clearing his throat, he continued, "As for you, Embeth, I was hoping that my friend Myrr would get you set up. I wasn't really sure where to put you. We have never had such a young student." Peyton gave a side glance at Myrr, hoping she had heard, and would comment.

''Seraphin. Fear and awareness are two feelings very close to one another. I tend to keep myself in strong reigns, once I would feel fear I wouldn't be able to think straight. Of course scared people their bodies are more... In the fight or flight 'mode'. But I trained to have my body in the exact same condition, without fear though. Fear clouds your vision, your ability to think straight, the usual output of your energy... It is too dangerous of an instinct for me or any other valkyrie to have.'' Megumi said, looking at serpahin, watching for signs of whatever emotion or state he held.
''I'm aware, yet when I feel like it's best, I'm an ignorant little brat being so aware she wants someone to confirm her surroundings.'' she sighed, standing up from her chair, behind seraphin. A serious look was on her face as she moved her hands over his shoulders, rubbing circles with her thumbs on places that were 'stuck'. The girl was talented at pressure points in a body, and thus was great at making one relaxed.
''Being stressed for amounts of time will make your muscles ache, and they shouldn't be restricting you when you are standing in front of... The cause of your stress.'' she said, pouring down positive energy from her fingertips. It was clear she held great control over the output of her energy, as long as she would pour them out... Trying to keep her energy inside was more difficult. She knew this wouldn't make him feel entirely peeacefull and dandy and what not... But lessening this dark cloud surrounding him would suffice.

Myrr nodded weakly... The elvin felt what the angel had described, as far as he could. She too couldn't ignore the pulling feeling at her skin... Though she was better at neglecting negative energy than the angel was. The valkyrie though, she could tell from the wings (even if they are invisible, they are still there... So Myrr would be able to always see them when another could not) on her head.
The elvin looked closely at the treatment, she could see the energy from her fingertips... It wasn't very controlled as an expert, and rather raw too... But the intentions, and the results probably too, are of a good intent.
Myrr gave Peyton a sideway glance, 'telling' him something was... Not okay.

Peyton felt Myrr's gaze on him, and looked over at her again. It didn't take him two looks to figure out what she was trying to get across. Something wasn't right....His mark was pulling his skin taut, and the hair pricked on the back of his neck. Peyton muttered apologies to Flux and Embeth, "If you wish, after you are done eating, I can take you to your dorms? As for now....," he glanced around the room, standing from his seat, "I need to," He looked over at Seraphin and Megumi, and his scar seared at the sight, "attend to something."

Peyton stepped away from his chair, walking over to Seraphin, and sitting across from him, leaning across the table. He glanced up at Megumi, who was massaging the negative energy out of him, and he looked back at Myrr, his eyebrows furrowed, "Seraphin?" His voice was quiet, as he looked at the man.

Seraphin shook her hands off and swallowed the lump that was in his throat. "Peyton, the fear, it's like a stench that has been laid upon the school, the grounds and the people. And... I think... that someone will say fairwell tonight." His eyes were wide again. "I can feel it, and it makes me so very afraid." The angel wasn't often afraid, because it took a lot, but recently he had been racing for his life more often than ever before. "Peyton, remember the Weeping Angel? This must be worse. Everything..." He pulled a grimace, and stood, looking intently at Myrr and Peyton. "I think, that tonight... everything will change. The Air tells me so, and so do my instincts and feelings. I know it sounds ridiculous, but my race greatly relies on instincts and feelings. I may not have experience with my powers, but I do know how to note my instincts." He spoke in a hushed whisper, urgent and panicked. "I think, that Darcy will come to meet us." He said, turning his head to her dormitory, and felt a rush of andrenalin, panic, horror, guilt and fear. And power. "In a minute or two, judging by the intensity of the feelings."

Darcy paced. She looked up, out of the window, horror on her pale face. She gathered up the metal bits into her arms and threw open the door. She raced down the stairs, round and round. She managed it out into the courtyard, and the once beautiful day had turned stormy and grey. She stormed back into the canteen, and the authority lay in her body language and face. She had some cables around her shoulders, and had managed to fix some pieces together. It looked like a badly assembled ball of junk, slightly rusty and badly kept. She stared around, almost challengingly, as if provoking them to judge her strange appearance, what with the ball of junk which had begun whistling softly. "In the old legends of the Daleks, I am known as the Oncoming Storm, the Great Destroyer. And today, I will live up to that name, because I swear that anyone who dares to try and destroy or take over today has chosen a very bad day to mess with me." She looked at Peyton and Myrr. She dumped the device in Seraphin's arms and approached the Elites.

Myrr felt the girl nearing, and her sensitivity didn't miss the ball. The woman brushed one of the front bangs after her ear, her eyes widening to take in more. Oh what a headache the elvin would have. She stood up from her seat, luckily having eaten her small plate of spaghetti already. She sighed, sitting at the point of the table, rather than a chair, for it was (to her) more comfortable to be at a high place and sit. Myrr was well aware that her posture wasn't as big as she wanted it to be, or have the authority peyton has... But she did wanted to have a clear vision of the situation, for it promised to be one hell of a busy one.
She listened closely as Darcy spoke, her ears lightly up, very 'there'. The woman exchanged a look with Peyton, 'telling' him that this ... case would need discussion later.

She shrugged, clearing her throat for the attention, looking at the girl her aura.
''Somehow the fact you throw that ball around makes me underestimate it's worth.... Yet it looks important too. Please tell me and everyone here, Time Lady.'' the elvin said, a serious look at her face, swinging her feet nervously. She didn't like this. The elvin had no control over this... Threatening feeling. It was uncontrolled, unknown and unwanted.

Peyton's mouth dried, and he licked at his lips, looking up at Darcy. Her hair was in disarray, and she had a crazed look in her eyes. He looked down at the balls of wire and metal scraps that she'd thrown at Seraphin. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion at all of it. It was so much to take in. He was ashamed at not knowing what it was, considering all of the books and stuff he'd read. He'd done many years of research, it came with being an Elite, yet he couldn't figure out what all of the scraps could make. Could it be something Gallifreyon? He couldn't even think straight..there was way too much going on.

Glancing back at Myrr, Peyton's heart thud against his ribs like a hummingbird, but he fought to keep his composure, not only for his Elite partner, but for himself, and his students as well. Standing slowly, Peyton looked down at the table, his hands on the edge, gripping slightly, "Darcy, I'm going to ask you to take a deep breath, and explain yourself." His voice dripped with authority, and the air around him enveloped it, his mark burning in anticipation. His composure remained professional, his muscles tense, as he awaited her answer. His mind was clouded with emotions, as he was infuriated at her demand for authority, when she so clearly was not supposed to have it.

Megumi kept her breathing steadily, noticing that in this situation her presence was too... unwanted, too unimportant, to buggish. Even seraphin didn't notice her, and that while she was trying to comfort him... She shook her head, no no no! Seraphin doesn't ignore her, there are just more important matters right now than thanking a girl for being nice in a situation that does not require her presence.

Quetzalcoatl was pleased to hear someone, likely Peyton, would show him to his room; he was also pleased that he wouldn't have to share a room. I should be able to work out of there until the workshops are built. Since he was already done eating, he was ready to go now, hopefully with Embeth in tow since she was probably tired from the long day and meal.

Then Darcy burst into the room, carrying a tangled mess of wires. I didn't know she fancied herself an inventor, although her technique needs work Quetzalcoatl thought, assuming she had been trying to make something and she wasn't prone to carrying around bundles of useless junk. He watched Peyton and Myrr go over to her, noting Myrr never got to reply to the implied inquiry regarding Embeth's room.

Since Darcy looked half-crazed, Quetzalcoatl put an arm around Embeth. Peyton was trying to get Darcy to explain herself. Good luck, Peyton. No one, including Darcy, may understand her reasoning for this mess. Hopefully the explanation is short enough Embeth doesn't fall asleep first.

Embeth gasped when Darcy burst through the door looking disheveled and declared herself a "Destroyer." Embeth minimally understood the meaning of Destroyer and Darcy's voice threaten with much more violence. She felt a gentle arm wrap around her and she looked up at Tesla. She trusted that he would protect her. He assured her before that he would handle things, and she believed he wouldn't hesitate to do so again. She leaned against him and turned her face into his chest, afraid to see what would happen to Peyton and Myrr.

Quetzalcoatl felt Embeth bury her head into his chest. Part of him wanted to take her and leave, but thus far no details had been given as to the nature of the possible destruction and without that knowledge he wouldn't know where to find safety; he understood why she wanted to run from it, but she would have to learn eventually knowledge was worth almost any cost.

Leaning over Embeth, Quetzalcoatl whispered in her ear "as much as you want it to stop, it's out of our hands. Instead watch and learn, so if we need to, we know when and where to go; knowledge, not avoidance, will save you."

Abigail looked up at the sky and kind of jogged towards the entrance to the cafeteria where the people seemed to have been. Why was the sky dark like this? Kyo must've heard her thinking cause he trailed behind her rather quietly. "What's going on?", she asked looking at the group. she was confused by all this weather changing.

Embeth thought about what Tesla said. She didn't want to see. Darcy looked scary, but she wouldn't know what would happen if she didn't see it. She hesitantly turned her head so she could watch the scene unfold. "I'm still afraid." She said in a very small voice.

She still leaned against him and a stray thought wandered through her mind. Is this what a father is like? Her mind as usual was closed off, but her growing trust of Tesla and their shared communication, wore down her defenses with him.

Quetzalcoatl was surprised when he heard the thought come from Embeth; the surprise was the thought was not directed at him, but rather it was passive, something he had not picked up from her all day. Maybe it's the situation. Still, she must not have a father-figure if she was asking the question.

"Fear is not something you should be ashamed of; all things fear. Fear can be a good thing, making you think when you absolutely need to. When that fear makes you endanger others by your action or inaction, then you are a coward, and that is something to be ashamed of. Be the master of your fear, do not let it master you" Quetzalcoatl whispered to Embeth.

Fiore could only watch as the entire spetical began to unfold. SHe chuckled lightly as Darcy came into the room. The uncouth woman came in with some kind of wired mess in her arms. After dumping it off on someone she marched towards Peyton. Fiore kept her head low but her eyes shifted to see what was going on. How lucky was she, Fiore would experience dinner and a show.

When she was nibbling on her bread Abby walked into the room. The drama will definately be in full blast tonight.

Embeth didn't understand everything Tesla had said. "What are endanger and inaction? I don't understand what you mean." It was then that she noticed the snow-haired woman enter the room, a silver-haired man behind her. The man looked familiar, and Embeth realized that he was the one who spoke to Darcy just after Embeth had taken the knife out of the snow-haired lady's chest.

Embeth shivered, wondering if Fiore would attack the snow-haired lady as she had the dagger again. She pointed at the woman who had just entered and said, "I took the dagger out of her. It was right here." She pointed to her the spot between her clavicle and neck.

Abigail was a bit distracted by the little girl for a moment. she looked down to where Embeth had pointed. It was still thick with black dripping blood. It would stop sooner or later. She never got the girl's name though. Everything had gone too quickly at the time. Her shirt was stained so there was no use in using glamour to cover it up.She didn't really know what to say to the girl so she smiled and said, "Thank you for taking it out of me but you shouldn't be playing with sharp objects." She tilted her head to the man behind her. A new student? Or her father perhaps? She raised an eye questioningly at the boy.

I'll have to explain 'endanger' and 'inaction' to Embeth later.

"She's not the only one who shouldn't be playing with them" Quetzalcoatl replied to the newcomer. Obviously the wound hadn't killed her and the dagger had penetrated fairly deep given the amount and extent of blood on the dagger earlier today, so she must have regeneration or different physiology, a fact supported by the color of the blood, black.

"My name is Archimedes Tesla. The entertainment for the evening seems to be over there" Quetzalcoatl said, gesturing to the mass of people including Peyton, Myrr, and Darcy.

To the newcomer he asked "what did you do to get the dagger stuck in you?"

Abigail nodded to him, "I'm abigail but you can call me Abbi if you like.", she smiled a little She was being nice for once. "Do you mind if i Call you Tesla? It's just easier.", she noted biting on a finger she put to her lip. When Tesla questioned her about her room she kinda moved her hand in Fiore's direction,"We were dueling, me and fiore. Peyton had us fight each other. I guess i kinda forgot it was in my skin and kept going", she smiled a bit of an embarassed smiling a small giggle coming across her. "It was nothing bad, just a educational fight.", she nodded slightly. "Are you her father?", she asked pointing at Embeth.