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As Collin strode purposely into the academy he paused for a moment to admire the buildings Gothic architectural feel. Once again he was glad to be in a place among those who easily accepted his many eccentricities. He was a healthy young man tall and broad for his age. His face was deceptively thin in contrast to the heavy Irish build he possessed.As he entered he removed the baggy jacket he wore, first revealing a healthy, perhaps overly muscled left arm and dear "Gwen" his prosthetic arm. After tinkering with it a moment he calmly regarded the jacket before lightly grasping the shoulder of a freshman and chuckling with delight as the younger boy visibly flinched at as he laid eyes upon Collins arm. Were the prosthetic ended a mass of pale aged scar tissue stood exposed by the rather form fitting sleeveless undershirt Collin was clad in.
"Hey fella, yer a bit scrawny. Don't wanna catch yer death o' cold 'round here, help yerself. I've got another."
Throwing the jacket around the smaller boys shoulders the exchanged a mutual grin. As the boy began to mutter his thanks Collin lightly planted a finger on the boys chest. Leaning slightly Collin bent to roughly eye level with the younger boy.
"Just remember....I'm not a nice guy."
Collin gave a slight push and knocked the boy to the ground before continuing on his way.
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After a few moments of brisk walking Collin made his way to the conference room and scanned the table for a moment before locating an empty seat. As he took it he glanced a few seats down the table and saw a rather thin blonde. None of the others currently seated seemed too remarkable, giving way to his curiosity Collin stood and walked the few feet to the empty seat opposite the girls own. As he pulled the chair out he stuck his left hand down to offer a shake.
"Collin Luthor, pleasures mine."
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The girl looked average enough if you looked passed all the gothic glitter and make-up. The guy, too, looked...average, but it was a little harder to look passed the big metal arm. She now walked with confidence (a trick she learned from her mother) and sat down. The child smiled politely. "Hello," she said, "I'm Katherine Kyle."
First impressions were the most important, were they not?
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With a grin Collin took his seat next to the girl.
"Quinn eh? Appreciate the compliment, you know any time you'd like a better look let me kn-"
Collin was cut off suddenly a rambunctious ball of pink landed in the seat opposite the two of them.
"Hello, I'm Katherine Kyle."
As Collin mightily tried to regain his composure he chuckled nervously.
"Well aren't you just a wee lass. Is your ma or da around?"
Oblivious to the child's nature Collin stood swiftly and fell to one knee to look the girl face to face as she sat. Holding up a finger in a wordless gesture for a moments pause Collin began fiddling with a few of the dials in his arm. After a few seconds a small tray containing a few phials of chemicals slid from a portion near his elbow. Removing the small tray Collin mixed several into a small test tube and then rapidly boiled the tubes contents with a small gout of flame from the gloves index finger. As the contents bubbled Collin removed a small piece of bronze colored chain from his arm. Dipping one end of the chain into the mixture he let it sit for a second before removing it and holding the swiftly forming pink crystal to one of the many coolant fans on his arm. As the large crystal hardened he broke off a small piece and popped it into his mouth, nodding in satisfaction he handed it to the girl with a small smile.
"Collin Luthor at your service little one."
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She hurried into her new dorm and threw her bags onto the floor before kneeling down and picking out the prettiest makeup and best clothing that she could find. And well… in her opinion, that meant the shortest skirt and tightest top. After all, first impressions are very important… and there could be guys there.
She rushed out of the room, leaving her dirty clothing on the floor. Cursing under her breath, she walked up to the entry way of the conference room. And when she got there, she changed her entire appearance. Before she had been scowling and her posture had been hostile. But as she walked into the room, she straightened up and smiled.
There were three people there already; a rather attractive boy with a rather impressive looking mechanical arm. He was okay looking, definitely someone she’d be interested in… hanging out with. There was also a little girl and a very pretty blonde girl. She cocked her head sideways and considered who she was going to sit next to. Definitely the red-headed boy, but he seemed kind of busy at the moment. So she edged into the seat next to the blonde girl and smiled, "Hey, I'm Scarlet"
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She laughed a little as Collin started to create something using his impressive arm. He was pretty good looking and he seemed to be nice to the child. He was nice to her. She liked him. She liked him a lot.
Then, a beautiful girl with red hair walked in. She was wearing a lot of tight clothes, so immediately Quinn was leaning towards the "just friends" side of things. She was obviously trying to impress a guy dressed like that, right? But that may have been a problem. Concidering there was only one guy there and he had spoken to her first, he was her guy, right?
"I'm Quinn Nigma," she replied after the girl stated her name.
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"Hello," the woman said, "I am Madame La Rouge. I am the principle and headmistress of this school. Since you are the only ones here at the time (although we're expecting more), i would like to tell you that it will now be your job to inform the other students on what they missed. Now, we, of course, are one of two school that teach students such as yourselves. The other school teaches heroes while we teach villains. Still, heroes and villains must coexist and, therefore, we must get to know our heroes a little bit. That is why the two schools arrange a little beginning of the school year dance. You will be attending a dance over at the hero school to meet them and whatever. Now, remember, you have to be on your worst behavior. You are villains, even though you are their guests, you must show those heroes what to expect when they are grown and ready to fight you.
"Now, normally, couples are allowed to go, but if these are the only students, then that may be difficult. But still, there are normally couples (and I assume that there will be several of hero couples). The theme this year is "Legacy." That means you're going to dress up as one of your parents. It's to show everyone where you come from and what to expect.
"Other than that, i have nothing to say. Good luck, I'll see you in class," The woman left.
Immediately Quinn glanced over to Collin, then to Scarlet. Scarlet was prettier than she was, she thought, and she probably was better at getting a guy with the way she dressed.
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After Madame LaRouge's monologue Collin stood and coughed awkwardly.
"Well, I suppose that's that then, we better be getting on and all that yah know?"
As he readjusted his arm he glanced at each of the girls in turn, Quinn and Scarlet both seemed near his age and would most likely be his primary classmates. He let his eyes wander a little longer then he should on Scarlet's exposed anatomy before quickly looking away. He cocked an eyebrow comically and smiled as he pushed his chair in while taking a step back. Quinn was also quite pretty in her own mischievous way, both girls defiantly took after their mothers.
Snap out of it fella, you don't wanna rust out your arm wiping up all that drool do yah? Besides we've got plenty of other things to worry about.
As his internal voice quieted Collin smiled for a moment and bowed formally at the waist.
"I may just be the luckiest guy in the world. Five minutes of my day invested with three beautiful women, couldn't ask for a better start."
As he strode to the door he turned back thoughtfully and waved goodbye to wee Katherine while blowing her a small kiss with his prosthetic.
"Have yerself a swell one little miss, and I suppose you other less-pretty ladies can have one too. See you at dinner or wherever."
As he left the room he chuckled heartily.
This will certainly be an interesting year.
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"well, it was lovely to meet you, but I have to go back to my room. I have a little bit more reading to do for this year that i didn't get done over the summer," she smiled and stood up, "I'll see you guys later,"
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Walking through the court yart, she let her mind wander and found herself thinking about Quinn. She wondered just how old she was, who her parents where, if she would consider hanging out sometime. Scarlet shook her head and forced her mind to go back to the task at hand, She was now at the door to her room and she was hesitent to open it; just prepared for another let-down.
However, when the door swung open she was very surprised to see who was inside. "Well... what a pleasent surprise," she said honestly, yet somehow sarcasticaly.
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"so how old are you?" she asked, "I'm 19,"
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Quinn headed for the shooting range that was inside the school. She felt a little nada out walking out on Scarlet, but was completely annoyed at the moment. She picked up a gun and stood with her feet apart and the gun at arm's length just like her mother had taught her. She fired it a couple times, hitting the target almost perfectly, but not quite. She had great aim, but she was unfocused. Scarlet still annoyed her...she thought.
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