Valencia Academy

[Samson Berzer`Kang]

Samson woke up exceptionally early. It wasn’t light out yet but for some reason he couldn’t fall back asleep. He tossed and turned in what little space his bed had to offer but to no avail. He stared at his alarm clock with dread. 4:32AM the face said at him with bright and burning spite. In Samson language “4:32AM” translates to “Behold! I am evil in every facet and design possible! The sun has not yet risen and I am going to be extravagantly mean and keep you from you precious slumber! *commence evil cackle for 15 minutes without stopping or inhaling* Samson was fully prepared to leave a crater in his dresser where the clock was now but decided against it for some reason. He pointed a finger at the clock. “Another day, foul link to the underworld.” He got up, dressed himself in his normal attire, hold the shoes and decided to walk around, but not before looking up “extravagant” in the dictionary. He trudged through the hall and down the stairs making his way to the door, if the clock of evilness wasnt going to let him sleep might as well go for a walk. At least thats what he called it. He started off at a steady jog heading for the campus limits. from here he began to pick up speed until his arms and legs were blurry. Then he started bounding rather than running. Higher and higher he jumped until he was leaping through the sky. He wasnt flying but it made little difference to him. Someday he was gonna go outside the campus and run till he couldnt run no more. But enough sentimentalism he was almost at his destination. He descended just infront of the Joppies restraunt. the only place that would be open at this hour. He landed and bent his knees to stop his leap trajectory. He still left a small crater and thump/boom sounded as he landed and the ruble settled. Sam entered cassually as if nothing had happened.. He got in line for the café, which was short considering it was 5:15 in the morning. One venti caramel coffee, extra caramel, hold the whipped cream. He said to the barrista. As they made his order he contemplated various things. His daily schedule, who else would be awake at this ungodly hour and more importantly, ways to torture his alarm clock into nonexistence. He already had a list going in his laptop and he was at way #362. He didn’t get far on the subject until he received his drink. “Have a nice day.” Said the barista with tape recorder line quality “Too late.” Sam replied. He sipped his coffee slowly, waiting for it to heat his insides. He signed long and quiet. He sat down at one of the cafe tables. He wondered what life was like outside the campus. or if there was life outside the campus considering Ludwig's actions as of late. He was about to take another drink when he realized some one was sitting across from him, he raised his eyebrow he was certain she wasn’t there before.

[Sage Dianthe Zima]

Sage lay upside down on her bed, her long hair streaming over the edge to the floor, her heavily beaded braids bending at odd angles against the wood. Her eyes were wide open, her foot tapping rapidly against the wall, much to the annoyance of the sleeping student on the other side of it. It was four thirty in the morning. She had woken up earlier than usual, and was bored out of her mind. The doors outside wouldnt open for another hour or so, and while she probably could have managed, she didnt feel like jumping or climbing out of her 5th floor window to get outside. And so she lay, desperatly waiting for something to come to mind.

And with that, the idea hit her, hard and fast like a flying brick to the face! If she couldnt go outside, why not roam around inside! There was plenty of room and lots of stuff to trick off of, why not? Its not like any teachers were going to be awake enough at this hour to care, even if someone did catch her!

Flipping out of bed she got dressed rapidly, throwing on a bright yellow tank over a brown longsleeve and a pair of black cargo pants, then shoved her feet into her boots and took off, barely keeping quiet enough to avoid attracting the attention of every other person in her hall.

Once in the main portion of the building she began to avidly explore. She had never seen this place at night.... or atleast this early in the morning. Everything seemed different at this time of day. She shoved her hands in her pockets and wandered down a hall to her right, humming a cheerful little tune to herself, before a wonderful scent caught her nose. It was somewhat familiar, but yet still entirely stranger to her. (And of course, you know, curiosity kills the cat but...) She had to follow it, she was curious as to what this wonderous smell was!

A few moments later, she was standing outside the door leading into what the sine said what called Joppies! Hmm... never knew this was here She wandered in, just in time to see a big man, who she in her head nicknamed Goliath, sit down. Quickly she darted over and seated herself, eager to make friends.

He seemed mildly surprised when he looked up again. It seemed like he hadnt seen her sit down. And of course... the cheek cracking smile she was giving probably didnt help the case of keeping her cool. "Konnichi-wa!" She said happily (and a little too loudly) and gave a fervent wave. "My names Sage! Whats yours?"

...She was way too hyper for 5 in the morning....

[Samson Berzer`Kang]

Samson eyed the strange girl, she didnt seem dangerous, or sane for that matter. He scratched the back of his head and smacked his lips. err....Samson. And your um...Sage? an odd name to be sure but nothing was normal in this god forsaken campus. He yawned like a foghorn and strectched his arms out, popping both his elbows and three of his vertebrae, it sounded like someone had snapped a two-by-four. He groaned as he stretched and brought his arms back in as he licked his lips, the coffee had dried them out. he shifted his shoulders as he sipped his coffee casually and watched this age person. A strange girl indeed.

[Sage Dianthe Zima]

"Mhmm!" She nodded furiously, shaking her braids and causing the beads at the ends to fly about a bit. "Nice to meet you Goli--- er.. I mean Samson!" She stuck her tiny tan hand, with yet another huge smile. "What causes you to be up so very early on this brisk foreign-land-ian morning in the deep dark depths of this mostrous monster of a school that we hath all named as Hell?" Her dark (albeit over-imaginative) description didnt fit well with her bright smile, or the enthusiasm with which she held out her hand.

"And might I inquire what is that you slowly consume that which smells so delicious from out in the halls that lured me here on this fine brisk morning in the dark pits of Hell?" She giggled at this, still undeniably way too hyper for it to be humanly comprehensible.

[Samson Berzer`Kang]

Samson thought to himself Dear god how can anyone be this awake at this hour? He listened vaguely, as he sipped his coffee again. He shook her hand, his large mit engulfing her tiny hand. Evil alarm clocks he mumbled in response to her question. Err...uh.. i mean, i couldnt sleep, so i figured id pop down here. He sipped his coffee slowly. as he slowly drank an idea of pure mischeif crossed his mind. He extended his coffee over to her. Coffee? he said. NOOOOO! YOULL END US ALL!!!! came a cry from the doorway. A girl rocketed herself towards the coffee cup which samson lifted casually. The girl crashed over the table and landed on the far side. Oh boy. though samson its gonna be one of those days.

[Nierus Nox]

Nen had been up all night. A painting had been torturing her all night--she could feel it in her brain. After Ash had gone back to the healers, she had painted furiously. When finally done, she saw what she had painted. Shadows came out of nightmares to devour a little girl. The picture disturbed Nen so much that there was no sleeping after that. So instead, she wandered about the castle before skipping into town for some lovely coffee.

Nen walked in, but before she could even look at the menu, she saw a big man offering Sage coffee. She knew Sage very well, since Sage had healed her a few months ago. It didn't work completely (at least, Nen felt it didn't work completely), but it was alot nicer after Sage. Nen also knew that Sage was too hyper for her won good. So her first reaction?

"NOOOOO! YOU'LL END US ALL!!!!" Nen unleased the powerful scream shortly before lunging for the coffee cup, which was lifted over her head. She flew over the table and landed with a crash into the one behind them. Nen sat there for a moment before sitting up. At least I'm not wearing a skirt, she thought as she touched fire on her forehead. Nen loked at her fingers: they were red with blood. She sighed, then asked, "Sagey, please heal my cut before I bleed to death?"

[Sage Dianthe Zima]

Sage watched in wonder as Nen came diving into the picture, flew over the table, screaming something about the end, proceeded to slide, then crash into the next table over and fall to the floor. Wide-eyed for a moment, she watched as Nen righted herself, then touched the bleeding gash on her forehead, to discover the fact that, yes, it was bleeding. When Nen asked for a heal, Sage couldnt help but smile widely.

"Hi Nen!" She exclaimed, then lept from her seat and glomped the already downed girl. "Here lemme get that for you." She kissed the girl quickly on the cheek, then placed her fingers at one end of the wound. As she dragged them across, faint, nearly invisible green sparkles fell from her fingers and slowly pulled the wound painlessly together, stitching the skin seamlessly shut. When she got to the end and finished up closing it, she reached up and grabbed a napkin from the table, and proceeded to wipe the blood smear from Nens forehead.

"There now you silly head, what possessed you to do that rather poorly planned dive?" She kneeled back with her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side, which resulted in one of her thick braids falling over her head and into her face, at which point she got to distracted to be serious and proceeded to bat at the large wooden bead at its end.

[Nierus Nox]

Nen, used to Sage's, erm, enthusiasm, calmly sat still as she was healed. "My darling Sage, do you know what is in coffee? Something very, very bad for you. It's called caffine. If you drink it, you may die," Nen told Sage, semi-serious. Obviously, Sage wouldn't die from the caffine, but everyone else would probably die if she did.

Nen stood and brushed herself off. She smiled at the big, big man. Sitting down, he was still about six inches taller than her. He looked like he could crush her simply with his hand. "Erm, hello. My name is Nen, I'm a friend of this one here. What's your name?" she asked, holding out her hand for a handshake.

[Samson Berzer`Kang]

Samson drummed his fingers on the table once, he had almost hoped to see the small one hopped up on caffine, but judging by this other girls reaction, this probably wasnt the best idea. He shook Nen's hand, trying not to crush it, almost chuckling at the size difference. He was almost surprised at how she didnt comment on his size, he smiled, showing teeth, he was almost insulted. Samson, Berzer`kang. He adopted a comic officialness, to his voice, and might i congradulate you, your the first person to not comment on my ,ah, size, since i came to this place. He looked back and forth between Sage and Nen, raised an eyebrow and said to Sage, i take it you two know eachother?

[Sage Dianthe Zima]

Sage stared at Nen, wide-eyed as she could possibly manage. "Die?" She squeeked out, then giggled. "Silly, caffine wouldnt kill me. Right Aster?" She said to the empty air to her left. She tilted her head to the side, as if listening carefully, then nodded and smiled. "Yep, exactly." She laughed again, then threw her arms around Nen once more once she stood up.

"Of course we know each other! She just said that now didnt she?" She scrunched up her face and stuck her tongue out before bouncing back to her seat. "Now what about you Mr. Goliath-Man. I havent seen you around here before." She rapidly patted the chair next to her and gestured to Nen.

"Sit sit sit sit!" She ushered, beckoning the girl forward.

[Samson Berzer`Kang]

Samson laugh/snorted as Sage contemplated the effects of caffine. Wouldnt want to take a risk eh? He stopped for a second as she spoke to the air she had just named Aster. He raised an eyebrow. He whislted softly at nen and subtly but clearly asked her if Sage was insane via hand motions. he dropped the act as Sage asked him something. Err...uh...no! I mean, no i just got here pretty much. He changed the subject after taking another drink of his coffee. Yes please, sit, ill get you something.So, um, if shes a healer, what do you do? He asked Nen.

[Nierus Nox]

Nen sat down in the offered chair. When she saw the crazy hand gestures, she held up one finger, telling him to hold on for one moment. Nen was used to people acting strangely around Sage, but then again, Sage acted strangely around everyone else.

"Oh, I usually don't talk about stature, unless you want to. You can see mine is small," Nen replied to his first comment (OOC: go back to handshake post, if you must). When he asked the question about her powers, she leaned in a little, crossing her legs. Nen answered gently, "I'm a water elemental and a mindie. If I may?" she asked, wanting to know if she could slide inside his conciousness to explain to him about Sage.

[Samson Berzer`Kang]

Samson had never really crossed a Mindie before, at least not for real, so he had never been "brainhacked" as he called it. Yet he was somewhat intrigued. Eh, sure i guess, i dont have to do anything special, like, sell my soul or anything? He was joking obviously, but hey how should he know. He looked back and forth between Nen and Sage and the space where Sages friend was, supposedly, just to make sure no one was there.

[Nierus Nox]

Nen smiled widely, not to intimidate, but mearly to comfort. She had never really liked entering people's minds without their permission, although they were encouraged to do so in class and would probably have to do so for Valencia.

Nen closed her eyes and probed outwards with her mind. There was Aster's spot of energy, and Sage's. And there, unprobed, was Sampson's. Gently, she entered and braced herself against the tide of thoughts, urges and memories in his brain. Coming to the front of his mind, Nen told him: About Sage's sanity. Yes, she is sane, but a part of her power allows her to see and talk to the dead. Aster was her first ghost-friend, I guess you could say, and she's been following her for a while. And before you even think on it, yes, she is sane, and I know because I've personally been inside her mind. Strange and quirky, yes, but crazy, nope.

Nen pulled out of Sampson's mind and opened her eyes. "See?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Didn't hurt a bit, did it?"

[Samson Berzer`Kang]

Samson took on a look of catatonia for a minute as she entered his brains. It was weird not thinking his own thoughts. He was so absorbed in this...er...sensation that he ceased all physical movement for a bit. "didnt hurt a bit did it?" Nen said. A shiver the size of montana went up and down Sam's spine, his arms flailed for a moment his head bobbed until the seemingly inevitable happened. He fell off his chair. His feet flew up, kicking the table and almost spilling his drink. He clamored back up ran his fingers through his hair and sat as if nothing happened. No, uh, no didnt hurt. Sam drank his drink quietly hoping the only one who had seen him was Sage, who was now laughing her ass off