“Exactly! So let’s put away our weapons, and all calm down.” Matija seems a lot more composed now
“My father was killed in a riot a year ago. My mother fell into a deep depression. I had to look after the two of us. Things changed a month ago.”
The atmosphere had changed; everyone was clinging to his every word, including Terry.
“This behaviour is much beyond tolerable. This is an introductory session, not a squabbling contest.”
Elise remarks on the situation.
“That being said, as a swordswoman, I would love to pit against the famed Rogners sword style.”
“It would be my pleasure.” Terry says, almost a 180 degree change of attitude.
Oh. Not to mention, it seems that Ferris has locked onto someone else now.
@fireslol
“What is your name anyway?”
She does seem annoyed, but it does seem to be easier to approach her now.
“Uhhhh…We should wait until…James composes himself.”
Jem seemed oblivious. “My mother died of grief one month ago. It was My opportunity to live my own life. I found a leaflet in my father’s bag. His last wish. His own school. It’s a way for me to find out more about him.”
James stopped, suddenly drained.
“Jeez! Too much info.”
“…Respect dude! Just…let him be.”
As James made his introduction…
Elise closed her eyes and made a prayer to the heavens.
“May Agravain guide your father’s soul to the heavens.” (Elise)
“Well, I didn’t come here for a sob story. Don’t you think that’s too much for us to take right now?” (Ferris)
She sighs.
“Yeah yeah, we’ll take that in mind. Let’s just get on with it.”
The teacher just looks on with glee.
“…So…Do…I speak now?..”
While this had happened, Magnus had been silent. Now he stood up, snapped to attention. “Makes sense. If I had an opportunity to—” He stopped, not having the same grace as words as James. “It was the right move,” he amended, saying a prayer to Pluto.
“I’ll just…wait for the prayers to finish.”
Magnus looked directly at Terry, challenging him to be disrespectful.
Ferris crosses her arms and waits impatiently.
Terry has regained his composure, grabbing his sword.
“Hah. Even I will respect the mongrels who pray for their family. I am compassionate after all.”
The teacher begins tweaking on the bot.
Magnus slightly smiles.
“Yay! My turn to speak.”
“Um…Hi, my name’s Hunter…I uh…am clumsy…and I like food…”
“That’s basically it.”
“Yeah, he is clumsy alright.”
Ferris had to emphasize the word ‘clumsy’, didn’t she?
In each of your phones, lies a message on the front screen.
“Pair Up with someone. This will be your orienteering exercise.”
Magnus immediately heads to partner up with Terry, glancing at everyone else amusedly.
“Wha…What…Wha…”