Conner chuckled, looking at her as she turned and aimed at him. He did not move, remaining casual as she scolded him and dropped the rock. "Hey, if I get taken down by a rock, I seriously need to rethink my profession" he teased lightly. He noted her fuming nature, and slowly approached the end of the ally, remaining in the shadows. "You alright?" he frowned, "another fight with Oliver?" He wondered if she had maybe been upset about such a thing, which was not a leap with her. She was one to often get into such quarrels, since the two of them did not seem to see eye to eye about her future. He knew what it was like, but in a different way. He looked at her a bit, thinking for a moment. She most likely thought he was lucky, able to go on missions and actually be out with his hero. Though he was stuck playing in the kiddie leagues at the moment. He wondered what she would think if she knew the truth. What would any of them think if they knew the truth?

He was the son of a huge assassin ring, top of their class and a family so tight knit, that wanting to take a different profession...often resulted in dishonorment or death. No one had so far...till him. Which was part of the reason why he currently had his own league of assassins after him. No one knew he was one of them, but everyone knew of them in some way. They were merciless, ones to kill others without a second thought or glance. If it was a job or for some gain, they ended anyone. He wondered what people would think if they knew he came from that. He found himself sighing, thankfull for the new name and the life away from that he had been given. They did not know where he was or anything about him now, which made things for him both easier and more difficult. He could not afford to call to much attention to himself, which at times totally clashed with his personality on many levels. For now, he shook himself out of those thoughts and focused on her.


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Koa watched Eliseo for a moment. He had been the one who had been hinting at changing protocol on this case, and now he was acting as if it was his idea? He said nothing, merely nodding to the words of the other. He could handle the paperwork and such easily enough. He noted the curious look, and blinked a few times curiously himself. Why did he keep looking at him like that today? He noted he was asking him to talk to Aysel, since it seemed he knew her. He nodded, "she is within my next class" he said, glancing at the clock. "Speaking of which, I should go...being late is not a very good thing" he gave Eliseo a slight smile, before a small salute and walking out the door. He headed quickly up to the desks to get his books and the needed paperwork, before heading out the door and down the hall. He still had time, so he would use it to speak to the female in question. Thanks to his height and longer legs, he was able to cover more ground by mearly walking than others. He was soon standing before the door to the classroom. He tilted his head, as he looked inside.

A few whispers to his side made him glance. A few girls were talking, looking over at him. He felt curious about what they were saying. Some found his more catlike appearance cute or attractive. Others thought that it was odd. He did not mind either way. He turned, slipping inside. The teacher entered, but they were not to start class yet, he was preparing for the day. Slipping over, he took a seat next to her before sitting down his book. He thought of ways to get her attention, to engage in conversation in a manner that would not seem to....odd. He frowned slightly, rubbing the back of his neck a bit. "Um...excuse me miss?" he begain, trying the most polite way. "I was wondering if I might have a moment of your time before class" he said, waiting for her to look at him and respond before continuing. He did not know if she knew him, even though they had been in the same class. Even though, the two of them were in similar situations within the school. He knew her, through the class and that the two of them had been partners in an introductory lesson when they had first come to this world.

He wondered if she would remember him from that, but there was no telling for sure. He gave her a warm smile, as he spoke. Many would say that someone like him was hard to forget for a few reasons. "My name is Koa Rashid, I am with the disciplinary committee" he said, "I need to speak to you about the incident that occured this morning with miss Darkholme and miss Kay. Miss Darkholme mentioned that a problem between you and Kay had surfaced earlier this morning" he tilted his head a bit, "is this true?" A few people glanced, and he wondered if doing this in private might be a better option for them than talking about this out loud. "We can wait to speak later someplace quieter if you would prefer" he said, giving her the option if she wanted. He would not force her to tell him now or get right to the facts. If she wanted to be away from prying eyes, he was alright and a bit more comfortable with that. He knew how others could be when they got wind of information on certain topics.


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Nisshoku glanced back as he noted the feeling of her falling into step next to him. She looked at him and exchanged a few words, before she was off and to her class. She had apologized for bringing up something that he did not wish to speak about, but she was glad to spend time with him. "I am happy to spend time with you as well" he said. She asked if his hands were alright and he nodded, glancing down at his hands for a moment. She was gone however, and he sigh, wondering for a moment if he should go after her. He did not wish to make things worse though, so he opted to let her be for now. His hand moving up to his cheek, as a warmth spread through him from the kiss. It kept replaying through his head, and it took a lot for him not to go after her and return the favor in another way. Instead, he turned off down a hall, and made his way towards the clinic. It was a quick stop in, only to get some fresh bandages before he had to head off to his next class. He was not looking forward to it, knowing that it would come from girls staring at him and one other man in particular. One who was often asleep. He sighed as he reached the door, glancing at a pair of girls who were sitting there giggling to themselves. He wondered what they were going on about, but he had a slight thought about what it was.

As he entered into the classroom, he noted said person. Skander Nikolaevna, sidekick to Guardian. He was asleep by the window, Nisshoku moving over to sit in his own seat nearby him. The two of them were often compaired to one another in a few ways. Their nicknames often similar, Nik and Nis. They were also compaired to in some ways by their pysical features. Both handsome and fit, but the other was more seen in a light aspect where Nisshoku was seen in the dark aspect. They were not particularly friends or enemies, they often understood each other and had a sort of respect for each other. He knew Nik had a way of pushing himself and training hard, in many ways Nis was the same. They often saw each other in the training room at various points, though Nisshoku more preffered to work when there was no one around. Mostly because he did not enjoy the looks and stares. He glanced out the window with a sigh, waiting for the class to begin.

Tactics, a good class mainly for the reason of the teacher. Mr Yamato. He was a loved teacher and mentor for many of the students. All of them seemed to know him in some way. Today they would be heading out for a bit of tactical combat training at one of the fields. He knew some of the others were looking forward to it. The class was always exciting and new in some way or another. Yamato was a kind and just man. He was one of the few who could get through to even the thicker students, even Eliseo. He often helped out as a mentor and overseer of the discipline committee from what Nisshoku knew. The man dabbled in many different things. He succeeded it seemed in all that he did do. The bell rang, his eyes moving to the door as it closed. The tall handsome man he knew as their young teacher gave them a warm smile as he moved to his desk before the class.


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Yamato

The shadows moved around him, the darkness all that he could see. Through it, dark shapes moved around. He felt a cold chill around his body as the ability to breath became harder and harder. A flash of silver, then a flash of red. The man sat up straight in his bed, the covers and pillows a mess. A cold sweat over his bare chest as he ran a hand through his dark hair. He frowned, as he tried to catch his breath. Another nightmare, they were not uncommon. Glancing at the clock, it was time to get up anyways, so at least he did not have to go back to sleep. He stood, making his way into the bathroom. He flipped on the light and looked at himself in the mirror. Handsome man, in his early twenties. His hair dark brown nearly black, and his eyes dark gray nearly black. His name was unnknown by anyone here except the head of the school. To all others here, he was known by his code and hero name. Yamato. He looked at the man in the mirror, he barley recognized it in a sense. Turning away, he moved to the shower within the bathroom, turning on the cold water. He needed to rid himself of his sleep and clean himself as well.

Soon enough, he was doing just that, before preparing for the day. He decided on a dark green outfit from Japan, as well as a few of his typical accessories like his headband and the pouches around his hips. Had to be prepared right? He smiled once done, feeling better now. He had the morning to prepare, before a class. As he walked down the hall, many said hello to him, some stopping him to talk. He knew he was popular around the school. Many enjoyed speaking to him, weather it be in or out of class. He was popular for his looks and personality, as well as the air of mystery around him. A ninja based hero was a bit of a change as well, which seemed to interest many. He was a specialist in tactics, combat, agility and more. It made him perfect to be a tactician teacher and a field training teacher within the school. At the same time, he did various other tasks around the school, such as mentoring or working with the diciplinary committee. Speaking of which, he should check in with them later.

He heard a few whispers going around, pausing as he listened for a moment. Apparently an incident had taken place with a woman with the last name of Darkholme. He sighed lightly, knowing her well. He walked along, slipping his hands into his pockets. He made his way towards the detention center, knowing they would most likely come in soon with those responsible. However, before he could, another teacher moved in the way. They asked for his time, which made him have little choice but to agree. Stepping aside, the two got a cup of coffee as they talked. Apparently they wanted him to be one of the judges at the confrence tomorrow. For the tournaments. They had been asking for awhile, but had not come to a decision until now. He sighed slightly, way to wait till the last minute. He smiled though and nodded, agreeing that it might be fun. He knew a few of the students who would be taking place within the tournaments. Some he had mentored, and who would like to show him what they had learned.

The other thanked him, before waving and heading off. Now he was to his own once more. He could have headed back to the detention center, but at this point if things were going to happen, Eliseo would take care of it, along with the others. He sighed, running a hand over his face a bit. Eliseo...that boy was certainly passionate. He smiled lightly, giving a soft chuckle. He decided instead to go to his class, his first one of the day. This one was an in class assignment, he had students work in small groups, working on what would be the best course of action to take in various situations. The class he had not to later on was one that would be actually applying this knowledge and able to get out of the room for a bit. He already thought about who he should put together in teams as the class worked in silence. When the bell rang, he accepted the papers and said goodbye to the students for the day. Some stayed behind to get extra information or ask questions.

He was happy to answer them, not minding it at all. He was used to being prodded, mainly for his past or the secrets he kept. Most of the time he would say nothing, remaining aloof and just that...a mystery. Other times he enjoyed giving them a little nibble in a hint and letting them enjoy themselves wondering. He was finally able to slip out, and down to one of the arenas to prepare for the other class he would be hosting. He smiled, as he looked at his work once it was done. It would deffinetly get them having to think and get their acts together as a group. He glanced at his watch, it was time to head back, class would be starting. Heading back, the bell rang and he closed the door, looking around at the students with a warm smile. "Good afternoon class" he said, moving to his desk. "As you know" he said, turning to face them, "today we will be putting what we talked about previously to use. Today you will be in teams, and have to work together to formulate a plan that ensures all of you getting through in your teams."

He nodded, picking up a list of the names. He had been thinking about the teams through the day. Glancing out at the class, he smiles, having an idea. He began placing the teams, many of them seemed to be happy about it. As the names wound down, he noticed some of them began to look nervous. He chuckled, "Nikolaevna, Tyrell and......." he scanned the list, "Tsukiakari." He nodded, glancing up at them for a moment. He finished with the names, pairing up whoever was left within the class. After, he looked up fully at the students, to see how they dealt with their teams. "I understand you may not fully be happy....but this is a perfect opportunity for an exercise in just that, where your team may not be your ideal fit...but you have to learn to work together and get through it none the less. Lives might hang in the balance" he nodded, "alright, any questions before we get started?"

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