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Post by Altair on Dec 26, 2018 0:20:51 GMT -6
Altair gave a yawn as he awoke his alarm clock still broken as he awoke with the sound of screeching in his ear "FUUUCK" Altair said tearing the alarm clock out of the socket it was connected to as he opened the window to his room chucking the alarm clock out of the window "God damn I need another alarm clock" Altair complained as he turned to his closet grabbing his school uniform he almost never dawns on his body. Today was different though, he needed to make a statement since it was his second day of school, and the first day was rather too violent for Altair to actually make an appearance, he had no idea who was his teachers, not only that, but the violent acts yesterday would surely never go un-monitored.
After he grabbed his bag Altair quickly escaped the bounds of his home as he calmly walked at a fast pace towards his school. Altair made his way up town walking by dozens of separate gangs and gang members hang around their motor cycles sat close to their person. Altair chose not to pay much attention to them today since it was getting close to the doors to be open at his school. Picking up his pace Altair began to sprint towards his school his fluffy saiyan tail wiggled behind his body as his pace quickened and he finally arrived at his destination for the day. The second day, and his first class would be history, and the history of earth and other planets connections. Altair felt like he might actually be able to be interested in the class as he quickly opened the door.
Walking through the door his heart nearly dropped and shattered to the ground as he noticed Ken and Alex were in his class as he slowly took his seat at the front next to the window. Altair couldn't help but notice the cast that Ken had on to keep his wrist in place 'serves you right' Altair thought to himself as he sat in his seat. He refused to start trouble in the class room on his first real day. He quickly took his seat as he awaited the teachers to arrive, he had made a point to arrive early as class didn't start for another ten minute, however something caught his eye as he noticed an empty desk that had a name tag placed next to him. He didn't really have much of a clue whose name it was, nor did he have the chance to examine it as Altair felt something like rubber hit the back of his neck bouncing off his neck as it fell to the ground in his sight. He noticed it was the eraser of the pencil. 'Bastard I can't get in trouble Mom would be pissed' Altair though grinding his teeth as another eraser hit his neck, then another, and another before Altair snapped, not even turning back his lips parted "QUIT IT YOU SAVAGES WE ARE IN CLASS!" Altair screamed from his desk red from irritation the two boys had caused.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Dec 26, 2018 9:41:45 GMT -6
SCHOOL DAYS
CARRO'S PL: 50
Carro adjusted his bow tie. It again took a needless amount of hair gel to get his usual messy tuft slicked back so he could look professional. The last thing he had expected to hear when Tianum rang him up was an offer to substitute at one of the local high schools in her area down in North City- and he found himself agreeing for some reason. He'd poked Sulfur about it too, and she was eager to tag along as an aide! If all went well, he hoped the little outing would give Sulfur some peace of mind from her approaching family reunion, and himself from his own swarm of issues.
When Carro did arrive, he found himself thinking that this wasn't such a brilliant idea. The staff were very polite, some even eager to meet the up and rising presidential candidate- he even gave the world history teacher his autograph! But...
"Mr. Hofferson, you're teaching the first period physical science and training, right? Room one-ten?" One inquired. The human's red locks seemed frizzled, and he spotted a piece of gum on her shoe. "Yeah, that's me." He responded cautiously. "I'm Ms. Cellaneous. I usually teach that class. You might want to take it with... a grain of salt, there's a handful of trouble students in there. But, uh, here's today's agenda for you!"
If an agitated shout from within the classroom was any indication, then this first class was going to be the hardest.
"Soooo, did you hear? Ms. C's gonna have a sub today." A Namekian mumbled to a parakeet zoanthrope shortly after a little scene with the other students pelting another with their erasers. "Oh, sweet. Maybe they'll forget about the homework we have to turn in today!" The zoan rubbed her feathered hands together with a grin, but the Namek just groaned. "If the others don't eat them alive in the first ten minutes, maybe. I wonder who's subbing, anywa-"
"I'm right here, you know." A new voice chimed. It took the two a moment to notice a splash of orange behind the teacher's desk before the shape pulled itself atop a taller chair. Carro had to only be half the height of the shortest student in the room, but there the midget was, glaring daggers at the group like he was large and in charge. "Heeeey! It's the guy from the tee-vee!" The parakeet girl whispered to her friend. "...You watch television still?"
Carro cleared his throat, moving to the nearby whiteboard. "I'll be your substitute teacher today. Some of you might know me as one of the presidential candidates for the election, and the CEO of Crop Corporated..." Some bragging was allowed, right? Turning with his name written on the board, the saiyan made his way back to his desk. "MR. HOFFERSON (OR CARRO)" was neatly written in green.
"Before we begin class today, I'd like you to all hand in your homework assignments to my desk. Page ninety, numbers one through fifteen in your books?" A few students groaned, their hopes of having another day to procrastinate on their work dashed. Carro just grinned- he'd been in high school once. He knew how this worked. "My aide should be arriving soon, and we'll have a shadow student from middle school as well! Be on your best behavior to give your school a good impression, and I might not give out today's homework as a reward!~"
A few of the kids perked up at the mention of no homework in their substitute's singsong tone. A small handful had already approached to turn in their mostly finished assignments from the night prior. Carro drew in a slow breath, eyeing the sheet of names to beware of in class. There were more than he expected...
Hopefully Sulfur was going to be here soon.
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Post by Tarch on Dec 26, 2018 16:06:57 GMT -6
Tarch PL: 100,000. Energy Setting: 20,000
“No no no!” Tarch’s whines would ultimately go unnoticed as his human parents already hung up only a few seconds ago. Mar and Suda have pulled a devilish trick to have their son spend the day at his step dad’s an extra day so that he could shadow a high school. The two given the opportunity to look in both north and south hemispheres now that Tarch lived in both sides. Naturally with his aversion to school the half saiyan in question was less than thrilled. To make matters worse, Tarch heard rumors that this school was notorious for the more delinquent types. That was the whole reason he hated school to begin with.
Of course a thirteen year old has just about no say in matters of what school he goes to other than preference. Before all that was the parents' overall opinion of the school followed by location and price. Of course they didn’t know enough about this particular school to know this was a poor fit for a kid like Tarch. Still, it seemed worth a look and it was only day, what could possibly go wrong. So Tarch was ushered into the classroom, already intimidated by the sheer size of the room and the people. The young teen was just about to get settled in when a tall red haired student approached him. “Oh hey, you’re the kid shadowing us aren’t you?” Tarch have a meek little nod. The red head smiled, seeing an easy target. “Well I just wanted to warn you...” he pointed at the black haired junior in the desk marked for him, “see that guy. You should watch out for him. That fu- err asshole singlehandedly put me and my friends in the hospital in the beginning of the year.”
Tarch swallowed hard, looking at the older teenager. He was almost a foot taller, his dark clothes and hair giving him an overall intimidating demeanor. The seventh grader shuffled inside before slinking into his seat. The poor boy was shaking as if the whole building was in an earth quake. It didn’t help that even with his dulled senses, his above average power level was obvious.
There was a bright side to all of this. The teacher was a familiar small half saiyan Tarch has the pleasure of meeting before “Mr. Carro?” The presidential candidate himself. Surely if he was here this school wasn’t too bad right?
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Post by Sulfur on Dec 26, 2018 18:15:57 GMT -6
Sulfur's PL: 1,000
“OHGOSOHGOSHOHGSOH, I’M LATE!” Sulfur would let out a loud squawk as she came storming into the school entrance, holding an armful of stuff that was filled with various things that she assumed would be helpful for teaching a class. She had a thing of markers, paper, pencils… basically she had an entire classroom tucked into a few big bags, which she managed to hold up with little to no trouble. With her augmentations and whatnot, she could lift up things that were very heavy, but with some limitations of course. Ever since her tribe told her of their arrival, she decided to check out her augmentations to try and impress them, which of course involved upgrading and refurbishing some stuff. Anywho, the alien panted quietly as she stood in the middle of a hallway, looking from side-to-side. “Room one-ten, room one-ten…”
After what felt like a minute, she would dash towards one direction, a wide grin spread across her face. She was a little confident in where she was going at least, or so she thought. Sulfur never went inside a school before nor did she know how they generally worked. She was taught by one person in her tribe and that was it! The reason why she came here to begin with was just to help out Carro, believing that he needed some assistance with all the stuff that’s been stressing him out. Hopefully whatever is being taught was familiar to her too, because she really doesn’t know much when it involved learning stuff on Earth.
It didn’t take much longer until Sulfur finally arrived at room one-ten, and the first thing she did was just peep through the slim, rectangular window that most of the doors had in the school. Immediately she spotted Carro, which would cause her ears to perk up simultaneously. A muffled ‘oooh’ could be heard from outside the door before Sulfur decided to walk on in, huffing. “Hello! Excuse me for being late, but I had to… do some things which took a bit of my time.” She would go ahead and greet everyone inside, shooting Carro a small smile.
After closing the door she would place the bags she had down by Carro’s desk, then grabbing a nearby blue marker to write her own name under Carro’s, which was simply “Sulfur”. The alien soon turned and smiled, “My name is Sulfur, and today I’ll be assisting Mr. Hofferson. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me some later on. Anywho…” Sulfur would go ahead and make her way to Carro’s desk, more than likely grabbing a nearby chair to sit down with him. She was about the same height as Carro, albeit a few inches bellow him. So now there were two shorties teaching the class. Some students could be heard muttering in the room, asking questions like “is that the alien he’s with” or “why isn’t she wearing any shoes.” Most of them were jokes involving her overall appearance, and due to Sulfur’s great hearing, she heard about every one of them.
“Hide the pain, Sulfur. Hide the pain.”
Sulfur wouldn’t really notice that Tarch was in the classroom, instead she went ahead and focused on Carro, checking if he needed help with anything. “Want me to grade these for you, ‘Mr. Hofferson’?” She went and whispered to him, grinning.
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Post by Altair on Dec 26, 2018 18:49:27 GMT -6
Altair couldn't help but be confused at all the events that happened this morning. He wasn't aware a teacher could even call out on the second day of school, but how would he know he normally spent his days napping and taking crucial tests that his mother would scold him if he missed. Altair gave a sigh as the small teacher took his seat 'From Tv huh?' Altair thought to himself with a glare 'So he's doing this for publicity?' Altair thought as he felt a strong pressure entering the room. The student who would be shadowing the sophomore class arrived, and instantly Destro made his move. Apparently he wanted to taint the youth before he even entered their school 'That's great... I'll have to beat him after school' Altair thought glaring at the two as Destro began to leave.
Altair gave a sigh as he began rummaging through his back for his book, after a few minutes he finally managed to get it out of his bag pulling harshly as he slammed the book on the desk with a frustrated look 'Damn that was loud' Altair thought innocently as the second teacher arrived, now Altair had both the teachers name, one was Mr.Hofferson, and the second was Sulfer. Altair didn't get a chance to find the third new participants name, however he was a bit curious as the boy sat next to him. Altair wasn't sure what he was feeling, but he felt as if Mr.Hofferson was using their class as a stepping stone for his campaign. Altair shook his head quickly gritting his teeth as the thoughts festered.
Altair stood up as he glared to the two delinquents behind him. Kens blue eyes and blond hair stood out, while Alex had died green hair and deep green eyes. Altair couldn't help but analyze the boys for a moment burning their faces into his memory as he looked towards his teacher "OI!" Altair started moving from his seat to the teachers desk. His large body showed clearly as he looked down at the smaller man known as Carro. "Ohhhh the Argonaut's gonna gonna beat up a teacher!" Ken teased as Altair glared back once more "Shut it before I break your other wrist" Altair threatened in the class before looking at the teacher.
"You're the Ceo of a large business right? Don't you have something better to do than teach a bunch of delinquents" Altair questioned as both his palms slammed on the desk "ARE YOU USING OUR SCHOOL AS A STEPPING STONE IN YOUR CAMPAIGN? AREN'T YOU A LITTLE ASHAMED THAT YOU NEED TO PLAY NICE GUY TO A BUNCH OF TROUBLED TEENS?" Altair screamed at the top of his lungs his face was beat red now as he glared back towards the boys picking on him prior. "I won't accept it, I don't accept you, and I don't accept your attempt at getting more votes" Altair explained as another piece of eraser hit the back of his head, followed by an entire pencil "THAT'S ENOUGH!" Altair screamed lifting the teachers desk entirely throwing it across the room over dozens of heads as it would slam and pin Alex and Ken to the wall.
"I tried playing nice with you two idiots, I really did" Altair said as his brow twitched with anger. The rest of the students said nothing except Destro who walked towards the two men pinned against the wall attempting to move the desk "Altair you're as vicious as ever you delinquent" As Altair's eyes widened in anger "I FUCKING HATE THIS SCHOOL!" Altair screamed as his fist found its way into the seventh grader's desk imprinting his knuckles and fist deep into the wood as he turned towards the teacher "You see? Some of us are beyond redemption" Altair explained waiting for his reply.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Dec 26, 2018 20:30:16 GMT -6
"There you are!" Carro grinned, giving his special other a quick wave. The saiyan surveyed the room of students, putting a hand to his chin. One in particular seemed... antsy. "You might wanna hold off for a minute. Apparently this class is full of some uh, trouble kids. But I'm sure we can make it through this period- we're teaching the robotics class after this!" He whispered back with a wink. He didn't trust the other children to keep his eyes off them for long, and quickly glanced back to the scene. Carro's eyes locked with a familiar student. "Tarch...?" He mumbled to himself. Was he the shadow..? The CEO felt sorry for the poor hybrid. If his seating chart and list of names were anything to go off of, Tarch was sitting right by a kid that was one of the bigger problems. And speaking of the devil... The kid in question was quick to stroll right up into Carro's face. The teacher's expression blanked with disinterest. "Can I help you..?" He began, only to be cut off. Altair was three words in and Carro already knew where he was going. He raised his arms, preemptively attempting to tug Sulfur over and cover as much of her four ears as he could without hurting her, lest she burst an eardrum from what was to come in a few seconds.
Altair screamed and howled, but Carro's expression remained unchanging. He did turn his gaze to the other two students in back, giving them a quick shake of his head as they readied more eraser ammo. That wasn't a good idea. The saiyan swiftly hopped out of his desk as Altair yoinked it right off the ground, moving to shimmy out of the area of fire with Sulfur still in tow, ears hopefully still covered. His expression still didn't look hurt, mad, or shocked, just... tired. And after all was said and done, Carro finally opened his mouth.
"Hm. Hmmmm. I see. Are you done, uh... Altair?" He'd slowly move his palms off Sulfur's ears, glancing to his papers to pinpoint the rude student's name. "...Pardon me for a moment. Heeey, Tarch! Long time no see!" Carro leaned away from the junior to flash a grin and thumbs up to comfort the shaking student in back. "Could you be a pal and take that desk out of the wall for me? Don't worry about breaking it, Ms. C told me where the backups are." He chimed, tail swaying without a care in the world.
"Apologizes for that. So first of all, today is supposed to be my day off. Second of all..." Carro raised a finger and straightened his posture to approach Altair slowly. "...I believe you're the one who should be ashamed if you're "troubled enough" to even need a "nice guy" to begin with. But wait, before we scream again..."
"I get it. Things aren't very nice around here. So why would I, some random politic dude barging in, be any different?" He explained, trying to at least understand the student. "Well, I'll tell you why." He straightened his tie, opening a nearby window close to the two pinned kids.
"I actually give a crap about my home and it's people- every person. Including you all. Hard to believe, right?" He shrugged. Regardless, he was here to teach class, not lecture about himself. "Eh, I'll elaborate if you'd like to stay after class."
"You see though, I've actually been in real battles, fights to defend and determine the fate of thousands... Whiiiiich brings us to today's subject!" He raised a hand up and hopped away from Altair. "If you were paying attention yesterday, you'd know physical science and training is all about ki and your body. Your homework was about where ki comes from and how it's projected. That's science." Carro began, acting like Altair's outburst never happened.
"And today we have training. Today we will be conducting a pre-test. It seems like we have plenty of grudges in here, so punching each other in spars should come naturally! Maybe I'll let one of you have a go against me later." He glanced to Altair with his last remark- there was the bait on his hook. Strength was only a small factor of the test Carro was told to give. If the students read their syllabus, they'd know that the biggest part of the class was learning how to use that power in a smart, responsible way. He'd get Tarch up to speed later. "So, surprise! We're going on a field trip to conduct this test!" He threw his arms in the air. There was a reason Carro of all people was allowed to be a substitute for this lesson. Just what did the smug saiyan have in store?"But, before we head off, are there any questions related to today's subject?"
"...I'll only accept questions from those who raise their hands, also."
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Post by Tarch on Dec 26, 2018 23:32:31 GMT -6
The young half saiyan sank into his chair, his head slowly hanging towards his desk. His face was now hidden behind black curtains of hair. Tarch did perk up slightly when a familiar bird alien stepped in. “Ms. Sulfur!” he chirped weakly, only to go back to his sulking when he felt all eyes staring at him, the students sneering in his direction. What could have possibly possessed his parents to let him shadow HERE of all places? They said it was a rough school trying to be on the rise. If this was trying though Tarch had no faith in the North City School system. Proving his point even further, the towering student next to him, as if they weren't all giants compared to the middle schooler, was having erasers and pencils chucked at him.
Tarch balled his fists, startled by the loud slamming next to him but he didn’t dare move. Instead, he just stared awkwardly to the front of the room, his gaze occasionally drifting back to his desk. On top of that, the older teen was already starting trouble with the diminutive saiyan. The scared child shrank ever further into his desk, his hands covering his ears in a futile attempt to block out the other student’s screaming. Finally when the yelling stopped Tarch uncovered his ears just in time to hear his denial of Carro as a teacher. Finally, Tarch looked up to the student, apparently named Altair. Finally the thirteen year old moved, though would not get further than scooting his chair back before a desk zipped past his head.
That was more than enough to halt the teen in his tracks. Tarch instinctively slumped back to his seat, his energy completely shot down. Then as if his day wasn’t scary enough, Altair planet his fist into Tarch’s desk, inches from his head. Tarch could feel his breath catching in his throat, seeing the almost perfect knuckle prints. All he could do now was worry about his fellow hybrid. However, in the adrenaline fueled state, Tarch was actually able to feel something coming off the future potential president. He wasn’t scared or even angry. Carro felt tired, just done with the day even though it only just began. If anything he seemed to feel stress only directed somewhere completely different. Tarch was snapped from his daze when the orange haired CEO asked if he could remove the dek from the wall. The teen looked over, he hadn't even realized the desk was now embedded into the wall behind him, pinning two other boys.
“Ah, y-yes M-Mr. Car- I mean! Hof-fer. I mean… yeah.” Tarch silently swore to himself, embarrassed that his old fearful stutter was returning. With a slow cautious gait, Tarch stood up from his seat and shuffled over to the two pinned boys. “You guys shouldn’t throw things,” he muttered weakly, not even looking at them. The half saiyan gave the table a few tugs but was unsuccessful in removing it. Tarch gave a defeated sigh, not because he couldn’t remove the furniture from the wall, but because he knew it wasn’t coming out in one piece. At least Mr. Carro said it was alright. So with a much easier pull, Tarch tore the head of the desk from it’s legs like tearing a piece of paper. “S-sorry Mr. Carro.” With that out of the way the young teen turned to look at Altair himself.
“You know, you really shouldn’t throw…” Tarch froze for half a second. Even with his senses still hit or miss, the amount of sheer aggression radiating from Altair was smothering. This was different though, it wasn’t the usual violent aggression Tarch felt on Namek. In fact, Tarch could hardly feel a drop of bloodlust. Instead, he just felt hopeless, sort of lost. “You sh-shouldn’t th-throw things either.” Without another word Tarch would lean the once desk gently against a wall in the corner and return to his seat to stare at his desk.
Once Tarch had settled into his shall of fear, Carro would say something that put a genuine spark back into Tarch’s cyan spheres. This was a ki-based school?! That’s why his parents sent him there besides the obvious misunderstanding. They wanted him to be in a ki friendly school. Finally, a small smile cracked the boy’s deadpan stare. Maybe there was hope after all? He’d still keep quiet, letting the actual students do the talking for him.
Recieved permission from both Carro and Altair for Tarch's feeling sensing
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Post by Sulfur on Dec 27, 2018 3:18:30 GMT -6
Sulfur stared at the saiyan for a moment whenever he explained what this class was, nodding. “Ooooh, okay. Well, this is gonna be fun either way! I never had the chance to really go into a school of all places.” The avian replied, her eyes sparkling after hearing what would be next after this class. “Ohmigosh! I’m definitely bringing TURO over here whenever that happens, though uhm… I hope he doesn’t mind about being used as a teaching thing though. Eh, I’m sure he’ll like it!” The avali whispered back, letting out a quiet giggle. This was gonna be fun! Nothing was gonna go wrong whatsoever! Sulfur blinked whenever he heard the saiyan mutter something, which she couldn’t really understand even with her good hearing. She gave his shoulder a nudge, but after doing so a student would approach the desk.
Sulfur glanced towards her boyfriend whenever the kid began to speak, jumping whenever he slammed onto the desk! The avali would let out a sort of squeak whenever the saiyan near her began to cover her ears, or at least tried to. Sulfur would raise her hands up to help block out the noise as well, which was pretty effective in doing so. All she could really hear was muffled yelling, and boy were they angry. She could feel the raw hatred in it, which was just enough for the poor bird to begin tearing up a little. Sulfur was pretty scared of Altair as she watched him, and soon enough she became terrified as he went and lifted the desk up, causing the avali to whimper.
Soon enough she found herself hugging onto her significant other, staring at Altair in disbelief. Was she going to be the next one to be chucked away? The thought alone was enough for the bird to tighten her grip, her talons digging into the saiyan’s skin just a little bit. Nothing tore luckily, neither did Carro bleed, but dang it kinda hurt. Whenever he went and moved his hands away from her ears, she would glance up at him. Carro went ahead and began rescuing the day once again, for he immediately began throwing out orders! Well, they were requests more than anything… but still! And did she hear him correctly? Did he just mention Tarch’s name?!
Sulfur’s ears perked up as she looked towards the back of the room, a big, toothy smile plastered on her face. “Oh, hiya Tarch! I didn’t see or hear you there! But uhm, yeh! Be a doll and get that off, please?” As he went off and did that, Sulfur would place her focus on Carro, her smiling softening as he heard him. “Yeah, uhm… I dunno what you said, Mr. Altair, but Carro is a very nice man! He does care about his home and… well, so do I.” She said with a little giggle, rolling her eyes upon the mention of his battles. “Aaaaand that means risking his life, which is something I’m not really happy about but… he saved a lot of people at Central City from…” Sulfur shook her head, not wanting to mention whatever it was.
Her ears perked up after hearing what today’s subject was, acting as if she was a student herself while she continued listening to Carro. Though upon the mentioning of the possibility of going against him, Sulfur immediately reached for Carro’s wrist, shaking her head disapprovingly. She didn’t really want any of these little devils fighting Carro, except maybe Tarch. She definitely didn’t want Altair to go against Carro, especially without LEO. Judging with how the teen acted, she knew for a fact that he would possibly try and kill Carro… well, not kill but… gah! After Carro went and finished, she would lightly tug at his arm, wanting him to lean down so she could whisper to him. “Are you sure about going against these kids without LEO? I don’t want you to get hurt or anything… u-uhm, how about they go against me instead? I… uh, took lessons on how to fight and I’m kinda strong!” She pleaded, lightly tugging on his arm as she waited his answer.
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Post by Altair on Dec 27, 2018 4:52:41 GMT -6
Altair gritted his teeth, even he thought his violent outburst was over dramatic and in the simplest term completely savage an idiotic so to speak. He had been stuck in an aggressive rut since he had arrived at the school pushed to the edge on a daily basis by the wannabe gang members who seemed to be around every corner he turned. He just couldn't get away from it. His stress and aggression hadn't started from this particular day to be honest, it was a long time coming, but to do it in front of three new faces he knew he was in the wrong. Altair listened to every word Carro spoke while also paying attention to the new student Tarch or something of the sorts. Altair glanced downward as Carro explained himself and the situation that he had come into. It was his day off and Altair had started it off with such a terrible impression. Altair's lips parted as Carro finished his comments only to but cut off by the woman clinging onto Carro.
Altair didn't pay much attention to the pair of shorties so it was only natural that he examined the two. The first was a small man who went by Carro, he had bright orange hair that seemed to imitate the beauty of flames, and the girl clinging onto the body of the boy was just about his size if not a bit taller. Altair had to admit that they seemed to complete one another. Altair awaited until the girl whose name was apparently Sulfur to finish speaking. Even listening to her final statement. It was then that Altair had came back to his senses as the gang of thugs stopped pestering him being assisted by the mighty Tarch who with a loud snapping sound released the two from their binds. Altair couldn't help but catch the end of her statement as he clenched his hands into feet his teeth grinding against each other as the whole room could hear it echo from his mouth.
"I-I'm sorry" Altair apologized with a hoarse voice "I...I shouldn't have done any of this" Altair admitted chipping away at his ego as Destro began to loud from the back of the room "Look at the might Argonaut Alzool apologize it's like a lion eating from an owners hands" Destro teased as Altair's hands gripped so tight he broke his own skin letting his blood drip between the cracks between his fingers. "ITS GUYS LIKE THIS THAT MAKE IT HARD TO STAY SANE!" Altair screamed at full volume trying to drown out Destros voice to the best of his ability "I... I don't wanna fight you Mr.Hofferson... I don't pick on people for the fun of it" Altair admitted taking a step forward to the couple.
"I... I have a hard time keeping my cool, it's more than just some teenager fit of aggression!" Altair explained as he cleared his throat "I... I just get so angry at the slightest disrespect, I can't stand being looked down on is all... I don't know whats wrong with me I have no words to express how sorry I am" Altair admitted as his tail managed to wiggle out of his pants which would only be visible to the people behind him as Destro spoke up again "HAHA! THE ARGONAUT HAS A TAIL I KNEW HE WAS A FREAK!" Destro said as tears of laughter came from his lips as he pointed and disrespected Altair poking and prodding at him once more as he had done the entire time he knew Altair.
"YOU THINK I WANT THIS TAIL!" Altair screamed "I DON'T KNOW WHY I HAVE IT! MY MOTHER AND FATHER SAID IT WAS GENETIC BUT THEY DON'T HAVE ONE ON EITHER OF THEM!" Altair screamed at the top of his lung as Destro's laughter stopped and with a serious cunning tone he pressed Altair's button once more "Because you were adopted right?" Destro said as a cold smirk came over his face. Altair's eyes would widen as he'd stare at Carro for a moment as tear would welt up within his eyes "SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Altair would scream as he'd look towards the door to the class 'I shouldn't be here, why did I even fucking come' Altair thought as a single tear would fall from the left side of his cheek.
"Mr.Hofferson... I... I don't think I can handle the field trip... I... I'm a danger to myself and everyone around me. You're best bet is to just fail me for the say..." Altair admitted as his body trembled with rage. He wanted to hurt Destro until he couldn't stand. No he wanted to kill the red haired boy and hang him on the flag pole, but he was met with nothing but kindness from Carro. He could see the fear in his lovers eyes as she displayed her resolve saying she'd step in to stop anyone from fighting Carro. That was the last straw Altair couldn't hold his tongue on that, he needed to let it be known "Nobody in this class will touch you Mrs.Sulfur" Altair said gritting his teeth "With the exception of Destro, Ken, and Alex... They don't care who you are or your gender... They are the people to" Altair spoke as Destro ran up behind him quickly with a right hand hit Altair in the back of the head with a chair from his desk sending Altair to the ground on his hands and knees as the red haired individual wouldn't cease his assault slamming the back of Altair.
Destro would continue slamming the chair into his back until he was stopped screaming "RATTING ME OUT YOUR SNITCH I'LL END YOUR PATHETIC ORPHAN LIFE HERE AND NOW!" he'd continue as Altair wouldn't fight back, more to the point Altair couldn't muster the motivation to do so. He had already terrorized the individuals new to the class. Maybe this was the best path for him, just to lay down and take the beating he deserved. His body ached with every hit roughly five hits slammed against his body as Altair finally gave a gasp for air staring at Carro and Sulfur so they could witness what Altair had experienced through his entire stay at the northern high school. His blood boiled with rage as every hit send pain through his body. Eventually he felt too weak to even hold his body up as every hit sent a different level of pain through his body before Altair final screamed "FUCKING STOP HIM IF YOU WANNA SAY YOU ACTUALLY GIVE A CRAP!" Altair would bellow shook with frustration. He wanted to make a point, but it hurt so much he could barely stand it, he just wanted them to realize sometimes words couldn't stop everyone.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Dec 27, 2018 15:06:27 GMT -6
CARRO'S PL: 50 | LEO'S PL: 64,000
"Huh. I was expecting this to be harder." Had he already struck a chord with Altair? "...Oh! Also, thanks Tarch!" He was used to brick walls like Ledinjin when negotiating, having his words strike true the first try was... new. Carro wrapped one of his free arms around Sulfur, either completely bliss to or just utterly uncaring of the small bloodstains on his skin. "Hey, don't worry about it too much. No hard feelings here." Carro chimed after Altair's first comment. They were having a nice moment now, what could possibly ruin the day now?.. The other students could.
"HEY!" Carro finally raised his voice, but his expression was the same as before when eyeing Destro. "Can it, or I'll file a report to get you expelled." He turned his attention back to Altair. Oddly enough, without even looking at it, his fingers were pressing away at what seemed to be some settings on his ZPhone. "Also, this is a pre-test. The only grade that'll affect you is participation, the rest is a record to reference when the unit ends." He opened his mouth again, but was cut off when Altair's saiyan tail was brought up. Again, that student back in the peanut gallery shouted out once more. Carro glared daggers at him again, but remained silent this time.
"Saiyan, huh?" That did explain the temper and violence... Even a weakling with some human blood like himself needed a solid output for fighting. Saiyans needed to fight like humans needed to eat. Carro's own tail raised behind him. "Well, it's possible one of your parents had their tail chopped off. It happens." He shrugged, wagging his own tail in emphasis. "And you're going on the trip. We can take the pre-test later away from the, uh... others to accommodate. Saiyans live for battle, for that rush. If I'm a betting man, I'd say this might be linked to your temper, too!" He clasped his hands together. "With a proper regimen, we'll be able to let you control it instead of the other way aroun-"
Chairs. Well... "Hmmmmm, this ain't good." He hoped the backup chairs were where the backup desks were, that'd make repairs a lot easier. Carro glanced to the phone he'd been tapping at the entire time, a orange flash and beep of confirmation echoing. "Also, about LEO..." Carro whispered to Sulfur with a smug grin. These kids sure let the cat out of the bag, to say the least.
Carro looked at his watch, gaze averting from the chair beatdown. "And in five... four..." While Destro was busy, the other students fell dead silent. What were those two massive eyes glaring in from outside? Carro covered his mouth to hide the huge smile on his face. A long, orange claw slowly opened one of the windows, creeping into the room and silently extending to stop right behind Destro. A puff, like someone breathing on the two trouble students' necks, made the presence clear if it wasn't already. It was too late to stop it now, though.
With one swift flick, the claw attempted to nick Destro by his shirt. If it managed a good grip, with one swift motion, the talon would yank the bully right out of the room through the window! Students stared awe and fear regardless of the result, some swarming to the windows to see what evil beast had come to terrorize their school, and... It was a cat. A giant robot cat to be exact. If LEO had managed to keep a hold Destro, she'd now be holding him like a kitten in her jaws high above the ground. Carro grinned and sighed. His mecha always knew how to make an entrance.
"Soooo..." Carro turned back to Altair. His tone was quiet enough so that only the two saiyans and Sulfur could make it out. "You might wanna be careful with your tail now also. As in, don't let anyone grab it. It hurts." One solid grapple, and a saiyan with an untrained tail was as good as dead, a ragdoll in a foe's hands.
"Anyways, no questions? In that case, field trip time!" Carro gestured to the giant feline outside, opening a nearby door and strolling out of the classroom. "Single file now, our ride is here." He'd briefly pause his carefree trot to stop near Tarch, gesturing with his head for him to follow and stay close.
The saiyan inhaled slowly. "High school, amirite?" Striking up some small talk could ease the frightened boy's nerves, Carro figured. "Don't worry, this is the only school in North City like this as far as I'm aware." He waved a hand dismissively, stopping near LEO's massive form. A whistle from the saiyan cued the feline to lower down, and she'd finally drop Destro when her head was lowered safely enough- should she have grabbed him to begin with. A set of stairs unfolded from a slat on her body, doors sliding open. "Welp, all aboard LEO airlines! We'll bring out snacks momentarily."
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Post by Tarch on Dec 27, 2018 22:54:50 GMT -6
Tarch was almost ready to see a glimmer of hope in this mess of a situation. It seemed Carro and Sulfur, perhaps even Tarch himself managed to reach out to Altair. That was until a full on fight broke out. Now, this wasn’t the school fights the hybrid was used to. Tarch was used to rampant shoving and pushing, followed maybe by a few punches being swung around with no real rhyme or reason. These guys came at Altair with an actual chair! Tarch was wondering how this seemingly normal human could take such brutal punishment. The answer came as a length of brown fur revealed itself. “Y-you’re a saiyan too…” This guy was just like Tarch.
The half saiyan growled as he heard the other students calling him a freak, adding more fuel to the fire. His fists balled his desk as he began to slowly lose control of his power. No wonder the full alien or at least nonhuman students around all made themselves scarce. It was just like it was for him growing up, not being accepted for his monkey DNA. Tarch was just about ready to snap when a metal thud was heard just outside the classroom.
Tarch fell backward as he saw a giant robotic cat rear its massive head into the classroom to try and pluck the head bully Destro off the ground. “Woah!” Once again the young teen was smiling. After all, what kid didn’t like giant robots? Especially when it seemed like it was one of Mr. Carro’s. The rest of the students were just as stunned as well. Looked like the cat got their tongue. After the fight was hopefully broken up by the lioness’ entrance, Tarch would step towards Altair to offer him a hand, staring at him with a blank expression. “You know… I heard schools like these are getting more alien students,” Tarch ignored the snide remarks and groans from the more bigoted students. He just continued talking with Altair. “You should be proud of your tail. It’s what makes you special. I mean,” the middle schooler shifter his jacket to allow his own tail to wriggle free from his belt, “I’ve been bullied for years and I still love mine and I’m only half saiyan. For twelve years I had parents without tails too.” It’s true. In fact, if it wasn’t for his new middle school and friends like Chromo and Belle, Tarch would probably end up a lot like this troubled saiyan. Finally, Tarch gave Altair a smile. It was small, weak, barely noticeable but still honest. “You should come on the trip. Trust me, Mr. Carro and Ms. Sulfur can handle just about anything. I even fought Ms. Sulfur in a tournament once. I’d like to see what you can do.” Naturally, he didn’t mention how their match was cut short since they were both late to the fight itself.
Hoping his little speech helped convince his fellow saiyan to join the rest of the class, Tarch walked with shaky legs over to the beckoning Carro where he finally let out all the breath he was holding. The young teen gave the orange haired president to be an incredulous stare. “I sure hope they aren’t! If all schools are like this up here I may have to go back to looking for schools in the south. Problem is most South City high schools aren’t Ki friendly yet. The ones that are are expensive as heck too.” Tarch decided it was indeed best to wait next to Mr. Carro so that he could try and calm himself down before boarding the mecha. To his surprise, it seemed a handful of students were already climbing onto LEO, most of them saying something like ‘Eh, why not? It’s a giant robot, this has gotta be good.”. Giving the mechanical feline a look of awe Tarch let out a small laugh. “Hehe, who needs a school bus with this right?” Tarch would give Altair one more hopeful look before he too joined the gathering of students, though he wasn’t sure what to do once he got on, hoping Carro would guide him to a safe place to sit.
Tarch's PL jumps to 60,000 before going back down to 20,000 because angery
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Post by Sulfur on Dec 28, 2018 0:54:25 GMT -6
Sulfur would let out a content sigh once she felt the saiyan’s arm wrap around her, leaning herself against his side and letting out a quiet squee. This situation was very stressful, so a hug from Carro was just enough to cause the avian to relax. But speaking of relaxing, the saiyan that yoinked the desk away was beginning to chill out as well, even going as far as apologizing to Carro. She gave him a few nods as the situation died down, which would be short lived as Destro went ahead and made a not-so-kind comment. Sulfur would go ahead cover her ears briefly as Altair yelled, uncovering them once seeing that things began to calm down once again. The troubled saiyan would go back to apologizing, in which Sulfur would respond to with a shake of her head. “It’s perfectly fine, Mr. Altair. There is nothing wrong with you, I’m sure! You just have some anger problems, which can easily be fixed!”
Again, the moment would be VERY short lived as Destro went ahead and made another comment, though this time about… a tail? Sulfur blinked a few times, though soon noticed that Altair was indeed a saiyan! She frowned however after hearing his screams once more, her ears drooping just a little bit as she began expressing empathy to the poor teen. She allowed Carro to do the talking however, believing he should be the one talking to the poor boy. He was a saiyan himself, so she thought it would be best for the two to have a… saiyan-and-saiyan moment, or something?
Either way it seemed like it was gonna work, until the attack of the chairs happened. Sulfur gasped loudly whenever she saw Altair beginning to get beat down by Destro, “Oh my kais, someone… help, ahh!” She would let out a squawk, nudging at Carro’s shoulder frantically. “Hey, h-help him! Why are you messing with your ph-phone still?”
Sulfur stopped panicking, instead becoming confused after hearing what Carro whispered. What about LEO? What does she have to do with what’s going on? The alien whined loudly, beginning to shake Carro a little bit as he began counting down. She wanted to help, but honestly she didn’t know what to do. “Carro, please! You have to go h-help hi- Oh.” Sulfur watched as an orange claw made its way through the window, and without much of a warning, would pick Destro up! Sulfur rolled her eyes once everything went seemingly back to normal, and upon hearing the mention of tail grappling, she would pipe up as if nothing happened. “Y-Yeah, uhm… I’m the same way, if you’re curious! It’s my ears though and… loud noises or grabbing me by the ears is what causes the pain for me!”
After Carro went and got up, she would join alongside him, walking alongside the saiyan and holding his hand. To be honest she was a little scared about this field trip, believing that it could end with a lot of trouble. She sighed quietly and remained next to her significant other, a smile forming on her face on she saw Tarch was walking by them. “Heya, Tarch. Hope you’re not getting too discouraged about the stuff that just happened. But uhm, on a different note, this field trip is definitely gonna be a lot of fun! Right, Carro?” Sulfur would stay next to Carro as people began to load up inside LEO, wanting to follow him around still.
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Post by Altair on Dec 28, 2018 4:02:24 GMT -6
Altair's attempt at settling his disruptive behavior seemed to be retaliated by kindness from all three individuals until Destro's violent act. He had to admit it was nothing compared to his first beating from the troubled teen, however it still didn't stop the beating from being needlessly harmful to Altair. For once in his school life a teacher finally spoke up against Destro's dark behavior, however the boy wouldn't listen to reason Altair knew that all too well, he couldn't hear much of what Carro had said, but he did head Destro shriek from surprise and feat as a large mechanical hand pulled him off Altair. Altair himself wasn't too worst for wear as he continued to kneel on the ground until a familiar face met his gaze. It was the teen shadowing their school. Altair was at a loss for words at the first words the teen had muttered to him "Aliens?" Altair questioned as his hand extended as he pulled himself up, his back seemed as he stood with his tall posture 'Does that mean I'm not a human? Was that what he was trying to say?' Altair questioned as he stood deep in thought about what the smaller kid said as Altair noticed his tail.
Altair had a million questions on why the teachers and even the teen shadowing his class had met his aggression with such utter kindness that it made him generally curious about the new faces who appeared before him. Altair stood soon enough to hear about the warning about his tail, and also the praise from the young Tarch 'Well it's good to know I'm not just some freak' Altair thought to himself as he bit his bottom lip in confusion. He knew there was something they weren't telling him, but he had caused such a ruckus he couldn't exactly demand straight answers from them as Altair's lips parted. He wanted to say something to remove the tension from the previous event, but what could he saw as it finally dawned on him and he gave a kind smile. "Thanks for the warning, but I kind of already knew about the tail part... You see I was conditioning it one time and I jerked it so hard I spent like ten minutes in the bathroom crying" Altair said with a chuckle letting his right hand rub the back of his head calmly. Altair wouldn't lie to himself, he did want to accompany them on the field trip, but his actions didn't seem to be worthy of such an opportunity, however with the persuasion of Tarch he seemed to be a bit more confident about going.
Altair's ears perked as Tarch explained he had once experienced a fight with the famous Carro, at no less a tournament. Altair cocked his head in curiosity as he moved his head whispering into Tarch's ear "Was he strong?" Altair asked with a honest tone before Tarch trooped with a shaky pace towards the substitute teacher. He noticed as the metallic robot loomed outside the window before opening what seemed like an entrance into it's inner shell. 'What the hell! THAT'S SO COOL!' Altair thought to himself as he turned towards the three new faces in time for him to overhear Sulfur's praise about continuing his schooling. Altair watched as students began to step into the new form of transportation as he noticed Alex and Ken at the end.
Quickly Altair stepped towards them as his foot stepped in front of them. He gazed at their bulging pockets as he extended his hands "You know what I want, both of you" Altair said with a loud enough tone for the rest of the class to hear as they both gave a groan from their recent treatment. Quickly both boys pulled out two packs of cigarettes handing them to Altair along with a red and green lighter "Good continue" Altair said as both boys glared at him. Altair quickly pulled three of the cigarettes from the pack stuffing them into his own pocket before glancing at Carro. Slowly Altair walked towards Carro dropping the pack of cigarettes onto the ground in front of him along with the green lighter "Can't have some kids running off and smoking during the field trip I hope you don't mind" Altair explained himself as he watched everyone step inside including Destro.
It was hard for Altair not to smash the delinquents face in right then and there, but he knew at this point it'd only put shame on the mans name, and since he had show Altair such kindness he couldn't just disrespect his place as a teacher at that point. Altair caught onto the name of the transportation as he mumbled "Seems more than just a transport" he mumbled loud enough for anyone around him to hear. He didn't have much to say as the students all loaded onto the make shift transport "Well guess it's my turn" Altair muttered as he slowly paced up the stairs of the machine trying to step inside before anyone could stop him following behind Tarch with a quick pace hoping the machine had a seat buckle or something to stop them from rolling and falling about in the inside of it.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Dec 29, 2018 14:01:15 GMT -6
CARRO'S PL: 50 | LEO'S PL: 64,000
Carro would be lying if he said seeing tons of students fawning over LEO didn't boost his ego in the slightest. As he and Tarch made their way beside the feline, Carro nodded along in response to his comments about schools being ki-friendly. "Yeah, that's actually one of the things I hope to touch up on if I become President and all." Protecting the Earth was the largest priority, but Carro had to make sure the generations to come grew up in good environments with good influences and preparation to protect the Earth in their steed when it was time to pass down the torch, so to speak. "Especially since the galaxy as a whole seems to have entered a surge of conflict once more, it's probably for the best that you guys get the teachings you need to defend yourselves as soon as possible." Tarch did know what ki was and how to use it, that was for sure. Carro figured he'd more than likely be the one to stand atop the other inexperienced students.
Meanwhile, LEO's eyes narrowed at Altair and the two students he was talking to. Her head meandered over as the two dropped a couple packs of cigarettes, causing the feline's teeth to bare with a low growl. Another puff of steam flew from her nostrils as a brief warning when Destro and his cronies made their way into her loading bay. Carro turned, raising a brow before grimacing at the sight of the cigarettes Altair confiscated. "Yikes. I'd bet LEO would have ejected them for those." The saiyan sent an accusing glare to the feline. She looked away and seemed to whistle in a robotic tone, but returned her gaze to the group when Carro took his eyes off her.
Following the two other Saiyans in and gesturing for Sulfur to follow, Carro's smug and knowing grin grew even further. "Pssssh, of course LEO's more than just a transport. Those cannons on her back weren't just for show, you know." Carro himself could probably die if someone strong looked at him wrong. That was where LEO came in. She was the brawn, Carro was the brains. Usually. "Anyways, please fasten your seatbelts. Takeoff will be a little bumpy." The pilot concluded, sliding into his own seat in front.
Panels flipped open in front of Carro, revealing what seemed to be hundreds of buttons, screens, levers and other gizmos- LEO's controls. After some students bickered over who was going to get the window seats and settled into place, the doors shut close and the stairs rolled back into LEO's body as she raised her form off the ground, still crouched and prepared to sprint...
The Plexroid's gait started slow and steady, but shifted to a breakneck pace in the span of seconds. It seemed like her body was about to ram into the school, but with one last crouch and leap, the mecha took to the skies, meandering into the air. Clouds passed by the windows as quickly as a morning breeze, the sound of her engines nearby whirring still. Soon enough, the school below was just a tiny speck in the sea that was North City.
"Alright, we are at a stable cruising altitude of forty-thousand feet above the North Capitol. You're free to use any electronic devices now and move about the cabin. Enjoy your flight!" Flicking LEO's systems back into solely her AI's autopilot, Carro turned around to make sure nobody was getting into trouble. Most of the kids seemed content looking out the windows or messing around on their phones so far...
Turning to Sulfur, Carro's sly grin returned. "You know, I'm a liiiittle tempted to go higher and show these guys the actual planet in the stratosphere. Maybe do a few loop-de-loops also." He half-joked. "Eh, maybe on the way back. How's the air treating you guys? Any field trip-y questions yet from the others either?" Carro chimed back to Altair, Tarch, ans Sulfur in particular. The saiyan was a little quick and showy with their takeoff- hopefully that didn't make anyone airsick or anything.
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Post by Tarch on Dec 29, 2018 17:30:27 GMT -6
Tarch paused to give a light chuckle at Altair’s question. Apparently, he misheard the middle schooler and thought he actually fought Mr. Carro. Luckily having seen the fellow saiyan in his oozaru form he could give a rough estimate on how strong the CEO was off hand. “Oh no, it wasn’t Mr. Carro I fought, it was Ms. Sulfur. Mr. Carro is… well, he’s about five times as strong as an ordinary man, maybe ten. He feels a tiny bit stronger from when I last met him. So he could probably give your average boxer a run for his money. Ms. Sulfur, on the other hand, is pretty tough, could definitely beat Mr. Carro in a fist fight. Thing is she has this robot suit she wears to be more powerful.” The hybrid was a little worried about revealing team Crop Co’s secrets without permission. Luckily this about covered all of his knowledge of the two. The other members of Mr. Carro’s company remained a mystery, including that obnoxiously loud-mouthed android he saw on TV. He did look very handsome though.
Speaking of the bird alien though, Sulfur joined her boss to chat with Tarch. She pretty much asked the same thing as Carro, only a little more sensitive about it. Tarch took a long-winded exasperated sigh. “To be honest the whole thing feels like one big repeat of my first year of middle school. Only now everyone is tall and somehow more scary.” That aside, the teen gladly board the mecha without taking notice of the little cigarette debacle. As he got on, Tarch decided not to sit down yet. See he and his middle school friends had a little game to see who could stand on the bus while it was moving the longest. Somehow Tarch was not always the winner, that title went to a sheep zoan in his class more often than not. Of course, this was not a school bus. This was a giant metal cat going faster than a robotic cheetah. While Tarch was thrown back into his seat, the other students looked very unfortunately shaken up. The particular student he landed next to seemed to have a severe case of motion sickness, hunching himself over a convenient baggy in the corner. Tarch gave the poor guy a couple pats on the back before dashing back up to where Carro, Altair, and Sulfer were.
The half saiyan pipped up, seeing an opportunity to brag slightly. “I dunno, I’ve seen two planets from space before. It was pretty cool but re-entry was rough.” A few snickers were heard around the inside of the cat. It was clear that literally, no one from the school believed that a thirteen year old boy has not only left the planet but went to a completely new one. Tarch ignored them, however, deciding his not quite field trip related question was far too important to save for later. “Yeah. I dunno if this counts, but can I race LEO one day?” Now the snickering turned into full-on laughter. Tarch looked back at the class with a look of innocent confusion. “What? I think it would be fun.” The laughter only grew louder at that. Though still putting on a befuddled face, inside Tarch was smiling devilishly. The Speed King would allow these peasants to have their laughter this time, after all, he cannot blame them for their lack of knowledge. He looked back at Carro to see his response.
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