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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2015 9:53:19 GMT -5
It was early.
And while it wasn't 'bright' with natural light being that it was around seven in the morning, the snow covering the ground would light the grounds and make them glitter when the sun was up.
Kyrie was in the staff lounge, waiting on the coffee maker to brew the aromatic drink so she could enjoy her first and only cup of the day. She was sitting on the sofa, a workbook she was making notations in perched upon her lap. She had a few strings to pull with certain contacts, but she was confident she could make instruments work for the kids, here.
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Feb 3, 2015 12:37:23 GMT -5
Edgar plopped next to her, combing his fingers through his hair before turning his eyes on her. He started at her knees, then let his eyes trail up to her face slowly, not pausing on any particular location until he reached her face. He stared for several seconds, then would speak in his usual, soft-spoken manner.
"You are Arianna's sister."
He would lean in and offer her his hand for a shake.
"I am Headmaster Edgar Krane. It's a pleasure to meet you Miss....?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2015 13:05:47 GMT -5
The soft footsteps against the carpet alerted her to another's presence; so she didn't start when he plopped next to her. He was rather close for her liking, but, she was used to tolerating people moving into her space. She blinked a few times, having to straighten the workbook after steadying it, and continued writing.
...check payment options for accountability, refs are CB, RS...
And so on. Perhaps it was a bad thing to have worn a knee-length skirt. From what she could see in her peripherals his head was angled towards her. More than that, she could feel her skin crawl in awareness. She neither stretched in encouragement nor shifted in discomfort, but remained still aside from the cursive strokes and slight movements that suggested she was focused on her task. Her ankles remained crossed and on the floor.
'I can feel your eyes wandering, you know.'
Still, she said nothing just yet, giving him a buffer in that they had never met. He might simply be curious, and she would rather not jump down someone's throat until she knew precisely what they were after.
She ended another few initials in a softly punctuated period and angled her face towards him as he spoke, her gaze direct and mildly curious. A brow arched slightly, not quite surprised, just before she nodded.
He continued with introductions with the cue being his hand extended for a shake. Kyrie turned slightly more towards him to clasp his hand with her own, her grip soft, yet deft.
"Kyrie Barrial. I believe the title of Headmaster is a very recent development, no..? Upon my arrival the school was without."
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Feb 3, 2015 17:13:28 GMT -5
Edgar would nod, releasing her hand.
"Yes. Just following the attack by RS, actually. It seemed the school board believes this place needs a little more...correction than they are getting. I plan to help with that."
His eyes narrowed as he remembered.
"You were there, that day, if I remember right. What were you hired on in this school to do?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2015 17:32:08 GMT -5
Kyrie's hand retracted to fold and settle upon her lap, overtop the workbook that she gently closed. Her other would rest on top of the first, pen lightly held between her fingers.
"Well, I believe congratulations are in order, then. May you guide this school, these students, in the direction that will lead them to better things."
She carefully tipped her head before nodding. His observance and memory were quite keen. It brought to her some questions, but none she would pose right now.
"Indeed I was, and am. I will be teaching music." She gave a smile that was a light curve of her lips, and simply segued to the previous topic. "I am not quite familiar with this 'RS' acronym. Would you do me the favour of explaining and catching me up to speed?"
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Feb 8, 2015 15:54:53 GMT -5
He nodded in acceptance of her congrats. He would take a deep breath, adjusting his suit a little.
"Riot Squad. They are a little gang in the city that think they run things. the red head is...unknown to me. Their motives for attacking the school are unknown to me as well."
He would look around the office, obviously not pleased about any of this information.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2015 16:24:14 GMT -5
Kyrie listened, her brows drawing slightly downwards before relaxing. The lack of information bothered him.
It certainly bothered her.
"Well, then-- That certainly makes things 'interesting' around here." Unstable was more likely the case. Everything and everyone about this school was threatened on the unknowns, alone. And Riot seemed to be formidable in their numbers, at the very least. What else she couldn't say. "But you know for a fact that the red-haired man and his accomplice have no ties to RS?"
How..? was the silent undercurrent in her question.
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Feb 9, 2015 8:27:50 GMT -5
He would turn back toward her, bringing a hand up to rest it on the backing of the couch they sat on.
"He attacked them with a kind of...rampant ambandonment I'd expect from an ally, not someone on their team. They retreated just after so....it's quite obvious they have no alignment together."
He would hold up a finger to delay her rampant questioning.
"My turn to ask you a question. Where did you move here from?"
She asks a question, he asks a question. Besides, she was a difficult read- time to dig into her background while he had her talking. How else was he to bend her to his will?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 12:21:36 GMT -5
It made sense; there was still always the chance it was a ruse. It may not have been likely with the severity of the injuries, honestly, but Riot seemed to have members enough that the thirty or more that were there could have been willing cannon fodder. Her lips parted to speak but his raised hand caused her chin to tuck a minuscule amount as her lips closed. She favoured him with a slow, owlish blink at that, but made a soft sound of acquiescence at his initial words.
"From the West to the East. I used to reside in Seattle." She tilted her head just slightly, detouring slightly from the topic of gangs as a reprieve. "And yourself, if you are not a native to this city..?"
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Feb 9, 2015 12:27:59 GMT -5
He nodded. Appreciative that someone would move so far for a job.
"Tibet. Work related move there, work related move here.
He would ask his question next.
"And the sister? She move here for a job too or was that due to her Husband, Damien?"
As Headmaster, he had access to all personel files, obviously. He knew who they were and who they were married to, but he didn't know their reasons for their actions. And the knowledge given, regardless of how unimportant it may have seemed....was power.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 12:50:32 GMT -5
Tibet? Interesting. And before she somewhat assumed he had been here, perhaps. Or at least in the USA.
She adopted a pleasant smile at the question, a slight crinkle to the corners of her eyes that expressed genuineness.
"The second verse is the same as the first, for our resident Doctor. That is to say, she moved for the position as well." The first meaning herself, of course. Naturally Edgar would infer Damien had little part in the move. "You seem to have a fair bit of knowledge on the current staff. Have you always been a teacher?"
It would certainly fit with a move to Tibet. Teachers were needed across the globe, and teaching English seemed to be quite welcome in other countries.
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Feb 9, 2015 12:54:29 GMT -5
He laughed.
"After a fashion, I suppose. I filled....more than one roll, and I suppose that was one of them. I was in the military for....far too long. Moved around quite a bit."
It was something she would probably recognize- how fit he was, how he sat up straight, very calculated. As far as his information on teachers, he wouldn't comment unless she wished him to, as there wasn't a whole lot to tell. Headmaster had to know his staff, right?
"So, since she's married....is it fair to guess that you are not? I haven't had a moment to look over your file...."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 13:30:56 GMT -5
His posture was the reason she asked. He didn't seem out of place in a suit, necessarily, but the outline of his form underneath hinted either towards pride in self-care or previous occupations requiring a certain level of fitness.
"That is something you could perhaps infer, yes'" She wasn't aware of the information her sister submitted; it was entirely possible she placed her maiden name in the file as well. Kyrie did not seem to be bothered by the question, the only thing that changed was a curious blink. She saw no reason to share personal details as to whether she was currently single, as that wasn't the question he had asked. The blonde also saw no need to inquire into his personal status, either, and she could quite clearly see his hands. "If you do not mind my asking, what made you decide to move to teaching..?"
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