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But then she realized something. It too, was getting boring. She was so bored, she nearly felt like hanging herself where she sat. And the clock moved so damn slow, so she wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. Rosa was, what one could say, excited, to meet the person she was going to kill. It was possibly the only thing that wasn't boring.
Having no choice but to wait until class ended, and having no other way to pass the time, while being unable to sleep due to having already had a coffee that morning, she simply stared into space, elbows on the desk and hands on her chin. That's when she started watching them.
Samuel, being all skull and no brain, couldn't understand math unless it punched him in the face, so why didn't his tutor try that method? Perhaps only Rosa had come up with such a genius idea, except for the fact that she had arms like a garden hose, and thus, she couldn't apply it, although it was an entertaining thought. Sir Cumfrence, adorned not in armor, but in boxing gear, big cherry-red boxing gloves adorning his hands, dealing a blow to Samuel's face. Rosa couldn't help but giggle.
Noticing that giggle wasn't in her head, she regained her composure as quickly as she could and went back to staring. As for his tutor, she didn't trust him. Well, she didn't trust anybody, but to her, trust was more like 'predictability'. Samuel was predictable, for example, but the tutor, there was something about him she didn't trust. Maybe it was simply the fact she didn't know anything about him.
So there she sat, glaring at him, as if he would give in to her deathly gaze and grant his loyalty to her. Staring. Was she ever bored!
The other Guardian, Rosa Kuromaku, had been glaring at him for a while now. Perhaps she had already made a hypothesis on him that was more or less correct, he did not believe this to be the most possible, but one could not be too careful. Unfortunately records about the Vongola lacked information about personality and behavioural patterns. They were mainly limited to power battle style and possessed skills.
"Miss Rosa," said Kurahoshi turning his head to look at her "If there is anything you would wish of me ask and I will consider every way I can help and should help. You have no need to keep staring at me"
Samuel was simply too over absorbed in his problem to realize anything else was going on. The words flew right over his head.
Though, there was something bothering her. The seat next to Samuel had been empty for quite a bit of time. As she recalled, it was Freddie's seat, whom had went to the restroom quite a while ago. 'Must had fallen into the toilet and got himself flushed down it,' Rosa thought, and brushed it off. She considered going herself, but it wasn't like she'd find anything of interest there either.
Remembering she still had her phone in her shirt pocket, she decided to text Shiro, to at least pass the time. where r u now? who do i kill? After sending it, she placed the phone back into her pocket before the teacher had noticed, and simply waited for a vibration.
And then she started making connections. Jayson was absent from the room for quite some time, and the possibility stood that other threats may have existed in the building. Of the assumption that Jayson was in some sort of danger, Ai was curious as to what role Donovan had. Nonetheless, Ai felt it was vital that she checked on Jayson's current condition, even if the class was near it's end.
Raising her hand, she requested permission to be excused from the classroom, and when she was, she walked out into the halls. Ai wanted to conserve as much of her time as possible in searching for Jayson, and broke into a quick walk. Then something passed her mind. The page she left on her desk! It contained confidential information pertaining to herself, and a possible enemy, Donovan, could pick it up. However, it was encrypted in a code that humans of the current timeframe couldn't easily decode unassisted with high school level education. If it were stolen however, then Ai would have to get it back.
"Or the data can be erased," Ai said, now beginning to speak to herself, "However, as to how the page existed in the first place, is something I had solved. The transmission between myself and my Masters existed only as thought, and thus did not exist as a physical entity. Therefore, the transmission may have not even happened, as nobody observed it besides myself. Therefore, the data transmissions were unconsciously recorded and were converted into physical data; text. Many backup copies were also made, in case one had not been observed by myself or others. The data was encrypted into BASE64, as it was data that human printers understood, as they do not understand human text or thought data. Humans did not need to understand it to observe the text. However, this occurrence could have only occurred if I had doubted the reality of the transmission, likely due to a bug in my programming, as doubt is a trait of... If the data was erased, the transmission may have not been observed, and may not have even existed."
At that, Ai only hoped that estimation was on her side.
(OOC: Come on, I don't want this RP to truly die! I know most of us were waiting on Akion, but we should at least not let the RP die. Maybe find so,e way to post without him? Please? I even wrote this complicated explanation that is even messing with my mind to show how dedicated I am to keeping this alive!)
He walked into his class and the first. The surprise he saw was actually a good one as he didn't only see his best bud Sam, but also Rosa. He hadn't spoken to her in years and doubted she even recognized him. He walked past same giving him a quick hi-five and sat next to her.
This should be fun.
"Chello. My name Vlad Porter." He said to her, giving his best Transylvanian accent. He had been told he looked like a Vlad many times, or at least wanted to be told such a thing. Anyway, he was eager to see if she would think he was Vlad or remember who he truly was.
Her mother, Victoria, was saddened by all of it as well and unlike her only daughter now she showed such emotions outwardly. In all honesty Jayson felt almost numb. It was easier that way for her. To not feel much meant she didn't have to feel pain or sadness over the loss of her sister. Only downside was that her 'outlets' for her pain that was only self-inficted pain really, left patterns of scars on her arms and could make that newly relapsed habit easy for people to become suddenly attentive of but she just lied about it saying that her arms were bandaged up because of an accident or those scars were from previous accidents or something along those lines. Jayson knew Victoria was probably beginning to catch on but Jayson guessed her mother was just confused on how to handle it all. On top of all this the anniversary of her sister's death was coming up soon and that would be a horrible day for Jayson whom would probably be locked up in her room the entire day.
All of these thoughts had consumed so much of her focus that she almost didn;t feel the vibration of her phone in her pocket. She had received a text from an unknown number. 'Long time no see little one. You'd best be smart to not come avenge your sister by hurting me.' once readin the text it immediately infuriated her. She knew it could've only come from one person. The very person that took away her childhood, her old self, and her sister. He was literally getting away with murder. Jayson was now on her feet pacing in anger and frustration. She usually wasn't a violent person unless called for but right now for the first time in her life she actually wanted to kil someone. If it was her father or Mukuro or even Gokudera they would't hesitate in her position. Right now she was blinded by anger to the point where she didn't feel when her fist had impacted the nearby wall and created a dent into it. Surprisingly she hadn't felt it but she wasn;t focused on feeling that pain. Right now she wanted to find him and kill him but she also needed to keep such thoughts and even information on her relation to him under wraps. She wasn't sure if all her friends knew about what happened to her sister let alone that she has or rather had a sister.
Jayson had begun pacing again. Anger was fueling her actions as of right now and any provocation might drive her to do something she could possibly later regret. She started taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down. Right now she couldn't go to class because that would only further to anger her. In time lie these she resembled her mother more than anything because they had indentical ideas and actions when they were angered enough. After a few more moments of deep breaths and more pacing she stopped moving. She was calmernow and didn't bother replying or deleting the text in her phone as she was the only one that looked in her phone so she wasn't worried. She walked over to her locker, opening it , and taking out a small school supply box. Once opening she looked inside seeing the several razor blades in it. It was a secret bo that only she knew about and what she used them for was also something that for right now only she knew about. The though of using them how she wanted to right then crossed her mind briefly. She sighed and put the box back. Jayson wanted to permantely stop such a habit and that started with her stopping herself from using them in such a way right now. Even so she stuffed them in her bag and decided to go back into the position she was originally in on the floor, against her locker.
Unfortunately, some people had rather small brains.
Entering her next class, she sat at the furthest available seat. She felt she may have been able to sleep this class out once her work was finished, although, something made that possibility less likely.
A boy sat next to her, and spoke to her! Why of all the nerve! Some random boy thought he had the right to speak to her, a princess! Rosa turned her head to see who it was. Someone who clearly wasn't Romanian, though Rosa still didn't recognize him. However, he did seem familiar, and Rosa didn't know too many people.
Rosa felt like responding with the tiny amount of Romanian she knew, but she didn't feel like respecting him that much. "Not in the mood!" she said in an irritated tone.
Ai had exceeded her time cap away from her classroom, however, at some point, she had finally found Jayson. She was sitting on the floor next to a locker, her locker. She seem unharmed, but Ai still wanted to question her. Walking until her feet were inches from Jayson's legs, she then stopped, looking down at her with her hands behind her back.
"During class today, you had encountered a possible threat and made the decision to leave the room. However, you spent an abnormal amount of time out of the room. I calculated the possibility that you would may have been attacked, as the chance of other threats existing in the building was rather high. However, it appears you have no new physical injuries, so I am just curious as to the reason you did not return to the classroom, and why you are not heading for next class as of now."
Jayson wouldn't allow people to see her weak. She doesn't cry in front f people to protect her image of strength. She wanted to be a good leader like her father but to do so would mean to be completely free of doubt in her decision and weakness. That was what she strived to be so in cases like these she had to show the strength she strived for.
"Boss," she said, having a habit to never address a person by their name while speaking to them, "As your guardian, it is my top priority to ensure of your safety, the same duty that all us guardians share. That is why, that despite the fact that my observations of you have proven you are potentially more capable than all of us, I am concerned for your safety when I am uncertain of your present condition. If you wish to be left unguarded as of now, then I will comply."
Jayson wasn't going to miss all of her classes but for right now she needed time to think things over by herself. Dealing with that man would be a solo issue. She wanted no one else to know about her plans of exterminatig that vermon and so she needed to act as normal as possible around people including her friends and family. Daniel and Luka were extremely smart for their age but they were also very nosy which posed an big issue for her but she was hoping they'd make friends this year and forget about prying on their older sister. They were too young to remember Kat so they wouldn't know who it was she was going after neither would her friends if she had a say in it. Ai had to be kept in the dark about such information as well.
Ai, by some stretch of magic, managed to make it to her next class, Computer Sciences, only about 1.52 minutes late, and by some coincidence, that was the exact moment the lesson had begun. Some people say they don't believe in coincidences. To Ai, a coincidence is simply two events of some connection, sometimes the coincidence itself being the connection, happening at the same time, defying the human theory that time existed so that events didn't happen at the same time, so that technically, coincidences happened all the time.
However, the coincidence that Ai was in a class with her fellow guardians was not apparent. However, there was no way for her to tell for sure if any of that 'threats' would be in her class, like Donovan. However, it was a situation like this where Ai felt she was alone, and yet taskless. Somehow, Ai occasionally longed for this type of situation. Why, however, did she hope for a situation where she is unable to perform her assigned tasks? Perhaps it was a bug in her system...
Their personalities were so far from each other anyone else would have been amazed if they didn't know them. Then again, Josei didn't grow up in a high class environment with high class expectations so that could indeed be a major cause for the difference.
"Geez, would it kill you to smile Rosa. I mean, that's what you're supposed to do when someone does something funny." He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "You really don't recognize me? It's me. Josei."
Shaking her head out of the thought, she thought about the second sentence. Something funny? Did she miss something? She didn't recall any sort of joke being told at all. Still, the boy had some nerve referring to her by name. "Who the h-"
"You really don't recognize me? It's me. Josei." Oh, him. Stress did a lot of things to a woman's, everything, and princesses were included. Nonetheless, she remembered Josei, not how big he had gotten, but there was no doubt he's hasn't changed mentally. Sleepy as a sloth he was, although sloths were more well-groomed. And he was constantly, well, nice to her, as if they were the best of friends, although not in Samuel's ignorant way, but in sort of an overly casual way, which she didn't like.
"You honestly thought I didn't recognize an eyesore like yourself? I'm not that unobservant, and I bet your hopeless enough to even consider I am. Oh, and what I said earlier still stands." It may have seemed that Rosa was in an exceedingly bad mood, however, this was only her unsatisfaction. What she considered her good mood sort of varied, but nonetheless it came by very rarely.
However, right now, she was feeling rather strangle-y.
Kurahoshi was going to follow Samuel to the other guardians, but the teacher came in the and asked Kurahoshi "Who might you be?" "I'm the new student teacher, Kurahoshi" "Well your younger than I expected. Well I hope we can work well with-" 'beep beep beep' The teacher pulled out his cellphone and answered it. He talked for a minute or two.
"I'm sorry, Kurahoshi, could you please take care of the class. Something came up and I have to go," said the teacher. "Yes," responded Kurahoshi flatly. " Thank-you," said the teacher slightly put off by Kurahoshi's demeanour. "Here are the notes the class will be taking, and these are practice work-sheets for after," the the teacher left the room.
When all the students sat down Kurahoshi said "I am Kurahoshi Yakekoge. I am a student teacher and I will be replacing your usual teacher," said Kurahoshi still straight faced.
Kurahoshi began to write the notes on the board, Thought the notes the teacher had given him were slightly complex. Students in this grade would have difficulty understanding these. Kurahoshi simplified as he wrote to make it simpler to understand and be more explicit. Ordinarily he would simply have wrote the notes, but Samuel would have a hard time understanding even these 'what the?' thought Kurahoshi. Why was he worried if Samuel understood or not.
Kurahoshi shook his head then began to continue the notes as they were written exactly in the book from where he was.
Samuel diligently wrote down all the notes even if he didn't understand. Past physical ability Samuel wasn't too good at anything, but he always tried his hardest at everything he did.
He wanted to ask Josei for help with his training, and Rosa too if she was willing. Ryohei had told William he would need to fight different types of opponents if he wanted to grow stronger, but that would hafe to wait until after the notes.
Jayson had run off after them not knowing that the twins had actually stolen the notebook belonging to Trevor whom they declared was now their friend. They loved causing trouble but not if there sister caught them and when Daniel looked back he turned to his brother in terror. "Luka hurry Jay's catching up." he yelled and both had picke dup there place trying to evade their sister and any school offical.
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