Conner chuckled lightly at her words. True, he knew well anything could be used as a weapon if need be, but he doubted that she would attempt such a thing on purpose. She said that they had indeed argued, but that it was nothing they had not argued about before. She seemed uncomfortable with his mention, a light nod coming from him. When she asked about him, if he caught the bad guy he smiled lightly. "Ya...not much of a challenge at all" he sighed a bit, "don't quite get why I had to be there for something so simple...but that's the job." He ran a hand through his hair. "Sometimes makes one question some things" he gave a slightly dry chuckle. Moments later his phone went off. He had turned it back on after the mission, slipping it out of his belt. He expected to have a message from Nightwing, yelling at him or something.

However, it was a friend of his, updating him on some issue. He raised an eyebrow, "weird" he said, "seems there was an incident this morning...and I'm partially at the center of it." He glanced up at Grace for a moment. "Should be flattered right?" he shakes his head, "man....people sure are odd at times." He gave her a slight nod, "I'll let you have some time to clear your head then...I should get back, see where this little incident came from." He gave her a wave, before turning back to the building. Scaling between the walls was not hard, just needing focus. He made it back to the roofs, before he headed back to the school. He changed quickly, before heading down to his class. The words on the text were still on his mind. What was going on at this school? He had some time to figure out what to say before class was over. He would go find those involved after...well...the one that was not in the detention center or the clinic. He sighed a bit, laying his head on his arms. What a mess.

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Nisshoku listened as the assignment was relayed to them. He frowned slightly though, as the words of who he would be working with came to light. He nodded lightly back to Nik, who gave him a nod before chugging his drink. However, the other person within said group he refused to look at. Eliseo....after this morning, he did not even want to think about that man. Yamato asked if there was any questions, as students shuffled around to get in their groups. Nisshoku remained silent as the others move, as well as Eliseo. He moved over to where the two of them were, not looking at them till he finally did just that. He told Nik to wake up, that it was time for them to get to work. He glanced in his direction, reaching up to adjust his scarf a little. His eyes on the other for a moment. It was not what he wanted to be doing right now, working with the other. He sighed lightly, closing his eyes for a moment calming himself internally. The last thing that they needed was for them to begin an internal fight. After all, this was a task in learning to go along with the hand you had been dealt.

To make the most of it, and to do their best. That would not last if in some aspect they were at each other's throat. Nik looked like he could barley keep his eyes open though, while Eliseo looked like his blunt typical self. They were the worst possible team, it was not hard to see that. He noted the others looking at them, whispering and making comments about it since what happened not to long ago. This boy, Eliseo had caused trouble, but saw he did nothing wrong. Instead, it was as if those who opposed him were the ones in the wrong. He reached a hand up, running fingers slowly through his hair for a moment. No, he did not want to be working with them, but he did not have much of a choice at all. Instead for now, he looked back at Yamato for a moment as he answered questions. It seemed even now some were poking at his past. The two of them were in the same boat with being a mystery to people. The difference being Yamato knew his past, where Nisshoku did not.


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The female greeted him, agreeing that he may have some time of hers. As they talked a bit, he noted the way she seemed curious of him, and then nervous as their topic shifted. She seemed uneasy when the topic of the events of the morning came out, coming out so far as to blurt a bit of what had happened. Conner was involved in this yes, the male student being around the center of the cause. At the same time, it was not his fault indirectly. He did not force them to talk about him or get in a scuffle. The result of her words caused the other's within the class to speak a bit, the whispers starting. She apologized, and said she would prefer to talk later. He frowned a bit, worrying that he had upset her. He had not been trying to be mean or to upset her. She said she prefered after class if that was alright. He looked at her, for a moment. He then gave a slight nod "yes, that is alright..." he said to her, about if she would be willing to speak after class.

"I did not mean to upset you" he added slowly, before turning away to the desk before him. He pulled out a pen then, looking at the paperwork before him. He began to work on it a bit as the teacher began to go on. He was able to multitask, not missing much of anything. He filled out the change in the punishment form for the females involved, as well as began the papperwork on what he had learned from Aysel. He would have to get her full statement after class, but for now, this would do. He glanced at her a bit sidelong, feeling a bit bad for her. He knew what it was like to be curious, to be unsure of events that went on around this place. Things that led to questions, he was not above asking sometimes himself. She had not meant any harm, this he knew. But the results that had happened because of it had indeed happened. Now there was no choice but to move forward with that. She had done nothing wrong, so she did not have to feel bad, but he knew that would not help.


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Yamato noted the whispers and looks as people got their assignments. They began shifting around, as some asked questions. He had little trouble answering them, though some of them were off topic. He chuckled lightly, as he held up a hand. "Alright alright, time to get started" the students had been shifting around, getting into their groups. Some of them already beginning to converse, he did not hear any major complaints so far, that was at least a plus. He looked around the room, before nodding. "Alright, from here we will move to the sight of your mission...or in this case an arena within the school" he explained, "you will have five minutes to confer with your team members and work out a strategy. A strategy to one of these." He held up a stack of files, in plain large yellow envelopes. "Each has a senerio, which you are to treat like an actual mission. When it is your turn to act, you will do just that as a team. A chance to put your plan into action and see what happens."

He gave them another warm smile, "I will be there for guidance, and in case something happens. However, this plan is up to you, I will not be able to give you any tips or anything before you go on once you have your missions." He looked to each of them a bit, "this is your chance to show me what you have learned, during the shows I will be watching your performance. By next class, each of you will recieve a report on your mission and how you each did as a team. With each of them, there will be individual reports as well. You may choose to share them with your team mates or keep your own personal comments and reports to yourselves. Your homework is simple, you will write your own summery of your mission, including what your thoughts and feelings were as well as how you think your team and team mates did overall." He nodded, before turning and walking to the door. He opened it, looking back at them, "lets get going."

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