cancry | Superbia Intro Log

[So, everyone. Have you noticed that one of your member has...conspiciously gone missing? No? Well, it's probably fine. He MAY or may not have gotten himself left behind in the previous layer, but seeing as how he now gets to enjoy an eternity of gambling...don't feel too bad for old Second. He's doing just fine.

As fate would have it, when one door closes, another opens. This one belonging to someone much younger, brighter, smarter. But no less bewildered the moment he opens his eyes and finds himself waking in one of the school dorms, as if he's meant to be there. Unlike the other Specters, though, the boy has this...feeling that something isn't right. He's not sure what that could be, though. Not being able to remember much of anything makes that harder to grasp, even harder than the fact that he equally has no concept of a school setting to begin with.

Before he can question anything, a Specter- a teacher, of some sort- passes by his room and stops to greet him, letting him know class is starting in an hour and to expect to have a roommate from this morning forwards. A young boy similar in age calling himself "Monarch".

He can't help but find that name...strange. Yet familiar, somehow.

It's not enough to stop him from getting up and heading out for class as instructed. He heads out into the hallway and blends with the other students, another faceless Specter in the crowd...]

[(Pre-Awakening) A) First Day]

[Unlike the newer "transfers" that just arrived, he's seen as someone who has been here for a while already. It's still his first day of class, but he's had the time to get used to the campus layout, which means exactly zero people help him get to where he needs to go. The class he eventually ends up in is one a wayward teacher finally guides him to with a hand at his wrist, mumbling something about how he shouldn't be dawdling. At this point, he's not even sure his voice is working since he hasn't gotten a word in edgewise, but before he knows it he's been ushered into a class already full of other students looking back at him. Perhaps one of the Executors is here, attending as a means to blend in...or standing in as a teacher shadowing the existing teacher to learn the ropes. Either way, they'll be privy to a young boy who really looks a lot more confused than your average student as he stands there in front of the class.

The teacher who brought him in gives him a small nudge at the small of his back, asking that he introduce himself to the class. But he knows nothing to say...well. He has one thought on his mind, and he's not entirely sure what it means. It must be important enough to say.]

...my name is Amber. I'm an Alchemist.

[There's a beat of silence before the entire class erupts into laughter.]

[(Pre-Awakening) B) Science Class]

[Needless to say, Amber didn't arrive to the most warm welcome. He's immediately stuck in a limbo of being this weird new kid as well as one of those really smart types that bullies like to prey on. The type who would threaten to beat him up to get him to do their homework for them, that type.

Anyway. Whatever. Science class is happening and Amber kindof only really cares about that and none of the other students around. They're working with some sort of super basic experiment, so simple and rudimentary that he's at risk of falling asleep. At least until another student startles him with slamming their hands down on his desk hard enough to get him to look up, smirking across the table at him as he instructs Amber that he'll be doing his homework from now on.

Amber just...raises a brow, propping his chin up in his hand, pretending to look all around the room.]

Did you guys hear that? No? Gee, I sure can't hear anything all of a sudden.

[The boy fumes, reaching out to grab Amber by the front of his clothes. "You think you're funny, you clown?"

Amber looks up at the ceiling, his eyes creased as he sneers.]

Oh no, I suddenly can't see either. But, oh, I think my hearing is coming back? What is that I'm hearing? I think I might hear a baby crying...

[Amber earns himself a punch to the face so hard that he gets thrown backwards out of his chair. The class immediately erupts into chaos.]

[(Post-Awakening, pre-becoming an Executor which is open to anyone who wants to teach him The Thing) C) Princepal's Office]

[There's something about a second near-death experience that really makes you remember dying.

Amber sits in a chair just outside of the princepal's office with a bag of ice held to his face, a nasty purpling bruise appearing around his eye. Well, he's gotten a few things straight- his "name", what he does, and...the fact that he's supposed to be dead. He's almost certain of that, but he doesn't know where that certainty is coming from. And how did he die? An experiment gone wrong? Did he burn something down? An explosion?

He winces as he shifts the bag against his face, refusing to look at any of the students that rubberneck as they pass him by. He looks to be too lost in thought to humor any of them right now.]

[Well.]

[Not the entire class.]

[There's one girl sitting in the front row who doesn't seem mocking or annoyed at all. She just makes a quiet 'hm!' noise and scribbles something down in a journal.]

[It's not hard to tell her apart from the other students- for one thing, she's wearing what appears to be a uniform for a completely different school than everyone else. For another, she's staring at him.]

[She doesn't say anything to him right away, but he might notice that she's continuing to watch him- not in the snickering, vaguely ominous way of a bully staring at you and waiting for you to slip up somehow, give them ammunition. Just... thoughtfully. As though she's puzzling something out.]

[Well. Great. Amber can't exactly remember all of his feats of science back home, but he gets the feeling that whatever the case it's not a popular thing here. That, or it's just...weird. They were probably expecting something a lot simpler, or believable. Or to have a boy in their class not named Amber.

Varian's expression falls, hardens, and he gets his read on how things are gonna be here right then and there. But that's fine. He's used to working alone, so this probably won't be much different.

...or, it wouldn't be, if it weren't for the fact that there is one person that seems to behave differently from the other students. She looks different, too.

She's the only one who didn't laugh.

......and she's watching him.

Amber moves to his assigned seat after the teacher gets the class mostly settled, one that happens to be right in the perfect configuration for said girl to watch him as much as she pleases while Amber can see her out of the corner of his eye. He's not really sure what to make of her, honestly...but if she doesn't address him, he won't go out of his way to address her. Less that he doesn't want to (he's not really used to getting a girl's attention, needless to say) and more that he expects to be heckled if he tries. Maybe he'll just attempt to focus on whatever the curriculum is for homeroom.]

[Medic continues taking notes in her journal, but they don't seem to be related to the class material- more than once, she's very obviously writing something down when the teacher isn't talking, or is back to looking around and not bothering to write anything down when they are.]

[She doesn't only look at him- she's visibly observing and taking occasional notes about the rest of the classroom too, both the surroundings and the people- but she's paying a lot more attention to him than she is to anyone else, her gaze coming back to him repeatedly when everyone else gets at most a single glance and a quick scribble.]

[Homeroom passes in the straightforwardly dull way of early morning classes everywhere, and she doesn't say anything except once, when the teacher calls on her to answer an algebra problem. She gives the correct response without looking up from her note-taking.]

[But when the bell to change classes rings and everyone files out into the hall in a disorganized cluster, she "accidentally" bumps into him. From an outside perspective, she just stumbled slightly and regained her balance, continuing on without a backward glance. But Amber himself will feel her use the brief moment of contact to discreetly but firmly shove a small piece of paper into his hand- a torn out page from her journal.]

[The note written on it is one sentence long:]

[When you remember, talk to Rei.]

[It's hard, no, impossible to miss that girl sneaking glances at him, mostly because she's not taking much care to make it so he doesn't notice. It's...weird, but what can he do about it? He's not interested in tattling, especially when he already has more eyes on him than he'd like. So he'll just keep his head down for the entire class until the bell rings and he picks up that they need to leave, following along with the rest of the crowd.

What really gets his attention is the moment when she stumbles into him and he feels something being pressed into his hand. He moves to say something to her about it, but by the time he looks she's already walking off.

The note doesn't make sense to him until hours later, after he's been to another class, punched, and went through and met the "guidance counselor" and came out of there with more knowledge than discipline.

There will be a time during the school day- be it the same day or another- where Amber catches her by the wrist between classes. It's before lunch, so they won't be late.]

Hey. I need to talk to you.

[Cheerfully:] Oh good, you're awake!

[Medic's true superpower is being immune to social awkwardness. She's just standing there with him holding onto her wrist in the middle of the hallway like this is totally normal.]

I think mostly you need to talk to Rei, but I'm assuming you already read my note about that.

I have, and I've talked to her. And Achilles. I-

[His brows knit together. She might be immune to social awkwardness, but he oozes it, so...he nods for her to follow him outside onto the campus proper.]

...Let's not talk in the hallway.

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C - LET'S GOOOOOO

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1/????? we'll see

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DONE!!!!!

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