Paragon Academy, Excelsior Valley, Nevada

Dell laughed as Finn used his hair to smack Mr Unbreakable on the head, although he quickly caught it and turned it down into a snicker. Laughing at a teacher was not the best way to remain on a teacher's good side. Grinning, Dell stuffed his hands into his pockets and followed, strolling near the back of the class with his bags as they made their way outside.

Contrary to what some of the more sane students were thinking, Dell liked Mr Unbreakable's way of teaching. It was funny, the dog was awesome and the teacher seemed cool! Also very unprofessional and hazardous and probably breaking the rulebook into three pieces somewhere, but eh. It didn't really matter if the teacher could accomplish his job well, right?

It probably didn't matter. Probably.

Dell took note of the dorms. Left was the entertainment, right was the dining hall... cool. He didn't really see the need to use the tv if he could use the tv so long as his shows were available online. Civilians in charge of the place - name was Mrs Gunderson. Also cool! Dell took the top stairs, ready to start looking for his room.

Rooms were serious business. Dell took a moment to scan the surroundings, noting where the bathrooms and stairs were. Staying close to the stairs and restrooms were a bonus, but finding a room that wasn't too far or too close to both was the challenge.

Which room? Man, I wish Jason was here to help me... alright, that one.

After a few seconds of consideration Dell was off, walking quickly towards the room he'd chosen. Not too far from the stairs, but not too far from the bathroom either. A good room. A bit worried that the room was going to be taken, Dell increased his pace until it was more like jogging than walking. He didn't want to choose another room again, and it wouldn't be fair to just ask the people inside to get out so that he could have the room like a landlord evicting his residents, especially since he didn't own the room yet.

That would be the last minute resort.

"Hah!" Dell slammed open the door and threw his bag into the first available bed he saw, the one on the right. He grinned and pumped the air, not caring if it made him look like a fool. "Made it!"

Oh yeah, new roommate. Dell looked around him, taking note of his surroundings. So far he was the first one in here. Eh, he'd wait to see who the guy was. Kneeling down, Dell stowed his luggage underneath the bed before taking a seat on the bed. Pulling out his phone, he began to text his family, grinning to himself in anticipation of the ensuing conversation.

Text: Yo Jason, Maxie! I'm in Paragon now...

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Doc knew that look all too well. The look he was given when walking back to his seat after his performance. A monster, that's what they saw. It's only natural that the man who challenges God is seen as a demon. Though it didn't bode well for him. On his first day he wasn't considered human. Not the best first impression. The good-half of Medice would rather have the students opinions on him not be derogatory.

Doc didn't have time to finish the thought, as after one more quirk demonstration the teacher finally awoke. Medice in particular had high expectations for this man. It's not odd to see Doc know more than the professor in his chosen field, but quirk study was a gray area to him. Plus it was the infamous Mr. Unbreakable, but his neglect of his duty to discipline problem children like Medice was quite apparent Non-the-less, High expectations were followed by high hopes.

The Doctor followed his classmates to the dorms. It was 10 steps up from his usual trash-heap he called home. Of course, Doc wasn't listening when he explained the room arrangements. He only heard the words, "2 people a room." and completely shut off the rest. Extraction of the important aspects of a speech were always Medice's way of doing things, though it doesn't help him pay attention to detail.

Of course, Doc forgot his luggage at home. He did miss his little hole of a home, but it seemed that dorms were mandatory. As Mr. Unbreakable finished his spiel, Doc walked next to the door. As he caught a glimpse of one of the mutation students, his heart skipped a beat. His fingers twitched and he hid behind the building. He could feel a smile forming, his fingers twitching. Slowly, he spun the screw on his head, before a familiar chunk was heard. His pulse dropped to normal, but he was behind the other students thanks to him having to take care of his little "problem".

As Medice walked through the first level, he was about to pass the man he threw in the wall. The boy tried his best to avoid eye contact, but when Doc stopped directly next to him. The man was paralyzed by fear. "Are you scared of me?" Doc asked. The man gulped, but didn't say anything. The Doctor took a breath. "Or rather should I say, Do you believe in me? The man tilted his head, he was clearly more confused than terrified."If you ask me, saying that you believe in someone, as in trusting them doesn't make much sense. The only context belief has is believing in someone's existence. Now I ask again, Do you believe me? As in acknowledge my existence. The things people are scared of are written off as folktale, but you saw me throw you through the wall. So am I a myth?"

The man was almost irritated, but kept his temper. "Where are you going with this?" He commented. The Doc turned to face him. "If I didn't confront you, you wouldn't believe me. You would've avoided me, but I'm very real. So how about it? Instead of simply acting like I don't exist how about you throw me into a wall the next time we meet?" And with that the Doc walked off.

Doc entered room after room, but they were all full. After finally entering a room with a hooded figure, he settled down. He laid down on the bed. After a few minutes of silence, the Doctor finally asked. "Mind if I stay here?

"No problemo!" Pausing mid-text, Dell looked up with a grin, hood falling back to reveal long green hair. He stood up, reaching up to pull a lock of hair back over his ear. His new roommate was... the doctor guy from before, eh? Cool. So long as he didn't fart in his sleep or did anything to make Dell's night a completely sleepless nightmare, they'd probably get along fine! Be best buds and all that, like all those weird college movies! Well, probably not since Jason was his best friend, but eh. People who got along, anyway.

Which was Dell being optimistic beyond belief about having roommate, along with blinkers against reality and a shining dose of fantasy about his life at Paragon academy, but hey. A man could dream.

"Hold on a sec, lemme finish this first." Dell squinted down at his phone, rapidly typing out the rest of his unfinished text. After he finished it, he snapped the phone shut with a click and slipped it into his pocket, looking back up to Medice. "And done! Nice to meet ya, I'm Dell Hemstzhelm." Dell smiled welcomingly at Medice. "You can call me Dell. Hope we get along! Now C'mon, lets get out of here before the others decide to leave us behind."

And with that, Dell picked up his satchel and was out of the door, joining the rest of the class as they waited for the teacher to arrive and show them around the rest of the place.

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As Cat lay in her new bed she heard a voice interrupt her thoughts.

"I see this bed isn't taken. You mind?. Name's Angela, if you missed it earlier. Or Nova, whichever you prefer. Pretty interesting quirk you've got. I'm curious to see how it works on the field." Cat sat up and raised an eyebrow but then flashed a grin.

"Hell I don't care, plus out of most of the kids I saw today, ya'd be the one I want anyway. Names Catalina, ye can call me Cat or Viper." She swung her legs over the side and sat up to face Angela.
"That quirk of yours is pretty neat too, love to see more of it. Maybe you and I can do some sparring sometime." Cat stood up and stretched popping her back. She then pursed her full lips before turning to Angela.

"So, what do ya like to do for fun, cause I'm bored as hell." She folded her arms making her chest almost pop out of the small bikini top. She glanced around. "What're we expected to do anyways! Sit around, twiddlin' our thumbs until class? Ugh." She paced around. Wanda had warned her it would be much different than what she had been used to, but this was ridiculous. Sitting around, through classes and now even in her own 'room.' She hoped this Angela kid had something fun in mind to occupy their time with.