The Defender's Initiative[[Invites Only]]

Macht pocketed his letter, a look of indifference on his face. He'd called for something similar, and it was a call made to everyone at #552 - he got a handful of people out of it. The letters told him this was something much more personal, and with such a huge drop-out rate, he figured it was a waste of time. Still, he would check it out, seeing as this was almost identical to the pitch he made for Equilibrium.

Macht showed up to the pier on a motorcycle, parking adjacent to Levi. He was clad in a white suit, from the jacket all the way to the shoes. His tie was loose, and his shirt was untucked, however, making his look more of a casual one than a formal one. Without much admiration for the scenery, he made his way to the specified location.

Arriving in the hall, Macht immediately spotted Levi and Arose, a small frown crossing onto his face. Wordlessly, he simply took a seat at the back of the hall and waited for things to kick off.

  Vivi sat on the edge of her bed, and gritted her teeth as she read her letter. Why anyone would recruit her to help was beyond her. Then again, she had been improving… but she had a feeling this might have to do with the fact that she had tried to stand up to Riot in the first place.

Dress formally…? Dammit.

  Vivi didn’t own a single scrap of formal clothing, so she opted to look through some of the clothing Stormy grew out of. Fortunately, she found something that fit. She didn’t know if it could be considered formal, but it was at least more feminine, and nicer than her typical attire.

  Stormy insisted she clip her bangs out of her face and wear high heels, but Vivi refused. There was no way she was wearing those freaking lady-stilts, and she still had an ugly gash on her forehead from when the masked rioter slammed her face into the ground. Sadly, even thought she didn’t clip them back, it was still painfully visible.

  Vivi arrived at the pier wearing a dark fuchsia button up top, a pale lavender skirt, black tights, and a pair of boots, hoping they’d suit the occasion to a certain extent. The small violet haired girl ascended the stairs to the boat, and headed inside, a little bit surprised at how nice everything was. Not really having anything to say, she came to a halt near the table, and kept silent.

Tsubame scratched her head as she looked over the letter she had been sent. "So then...what is this?" Turning the letter over she looked over the blank back before going back to the envelope, her inner detective mind working over time. "Shugo is dead then. Not sure I fully belive that" Folding it back up she stuck it inside of her jacket pocket. "Dress formally then? Well then...I suppose a fancier jacket then...hmm" She had to think about that one, after all she normally wore business casual.

A few hours later she was walking towards the ship that she had been instructed to meet at. The short girl was wearing an navy blue Armani trench coat under which she wore a light blue dress shirt and a yellow tie.Visually it was not much different than her normal clothes but ths outfit cost far more. as she reached the ship the Yuy corporation logos jumped out at her as she narrowed her eyes. "How interesting." Making her into the ship she followed the arrow to the reception hall. "so then what is all this I wonder" She muttered to herself before making her way over to a far wall studying the room and everyone in it.

Lexington rode up to the pier on the same bicycle that he 'borrowed' from some teenager a few days back. The bicycle handlebars were kept stable with his right hand as he read the letter that was in his left hand for a second time. He folded it up and looked around for a ship that read MV-Phoenix. It actually wasn't hard to find since it was the biggest one there. Skidding to a stop, Lexington dropped the kickstand and left the 6-speed bike in a parking lot space. "This should be more than formal enough" Lexington was wearing a Black and Purple Coogi sweater vest, underneath was a flat purple dress shirt. Down below, Black pleated dress pants with black loafers. To finish it all off he pulled out a purple clip on bow-tie with white polka dots.

Working up a light jog, Lex made his over to the ship "I'm so fancy, you already knoow" He cut himself off when he jogged up the set of stairs. Before entering he turned around "Fashionably late as always..." The fancy teen followed the arrows and came to a large room. Ooh theres Levi! Ooh theres Vivi too and Macht. Hey even the hot chick that likes to climb hospitals is here too. Lex was taken aback by how many familiar faces were attending. Most of the people he had met in class with the exception of Macht and two others. Lexington decided to tone down his energy, so he walked over to Macht and took a seat next to him. "Yo man, didn't think I'd run into you here. How're things goin?" Lex kept his voice low, but loud enough for Macht to hear.

"Take it easy on him Valo. We know his pea sized brain's probably tired after scheming this whole thing up."

Hands tucked into his pocket, the blue haired boy would step into the room bearing a smile on his face. He wore a slim fitted black suit, a crisp, white dress shirt underneath. Bringing the look together was a silk red tie and a simple silver tie bar holding the tie in place. It was as if an aura emitted from the boy. Shugo's personality had been known to be one of two things, a sharp unwavering anger, or a care free joker. On certain occasions, the boy had shown a wider variety of emotions, but never was it like this. The boy exuded an aura of confidence and assurance. With everyone step he too, his form conveyed strength without appearing threatening. His pupils scanned the entire room in almost a single glance registering the occupants. Those with higher awareness abilities might even be able to sense him reading them. There was a change in the boy, more than just his personality. 

"Come on Valo. The letter said to dress up. It's supposed to be fun that way."

The boy smiled as his words rung out to Valo, his tone playfully jesting. Shugo would step up to his brother. Once he was within close proximity, Shugo's arms would wrap around Valo, pulling him into a hug. The hug would last a few moments, after all it had been almost three weeks since Shugo had been gone. Patting Valo on the back and rubbing it comfortingly, he would let go. Taking a step back, the boy would take a look at the rest of the room. He had noticed a couple other glum faces around the room when he had stepped in. Shugo could only assume that rumors of his demise had been greatly exaggerated. Probably in part because of Arose's letter. He had to probably take care of that.

"Sorry to cut in Arose. I just feel like if I don't address something it'll draw away from whatever you have to say. I just wanted to apologize for scaring those of you who heard the news. I'm sorry for leaving you all in the dark, I didn't know you guys would think I was dead. Looking back, I should have probably guessed it. Also, I heard what you guys had to go through after my actions against Riot and at the hospital. So I'm sorry for putting you all through that. I want to make amends to all of you for that, but for now let's all sit down and hear out what Arose has to say."

His tone once more conveyed the confidence his form held. Shugo spoke the words earnestly in an attempt to comfort his friends. His tone was soft and warm, and yet loud enough to address the entire room. Shugo's right hand scratched at the back of his head sheepishly as he figured out what the next step to do was. First things first, he'd put a hand on Valo's shoulder, nudging his head towards a table for them to take seats. Shugo would move towards the table, and pull a seat out before sitting down, undoing the top button of his two button suit coat, the bottom one was already undone, to set the coat free. His head would turn towards Arose, anxiously waiting to hear what the man would say.

The older man would give a nod and a smile to the candidates as they stepped into the room one by one. He could tell, this was going to be a good bunch of students. He was glad they even went as far as to amuse him by dressing up. In his mind, this was a business meeting, and so he wanted all of them to dress formally. Plus, being the only one in a suit would have sucked and Arose came here right after work with no time to change so there was that too. Everything appeared to be going smoothly, until Valo showed up. The large dog by Arose would flop it's ears at Valo. The dog knew Valo, and Valo knew the dog. It was Shugo's dog, Rush. The dog was incredibly lazy, mostly only eating, sleeping, and farting. The flopping of it's ears was his way of saying hello to Valo.

Valo was one of the high-talent potentials that Arose had scouted. It wasn't his physical prowess that set Valo apart from the others, no. The boy was smart and held the truest of hearts. He was someone that would stick to their convictions and protect others. What Arose said next had to be good to make sure that Valo wouldn't leave, but before he could even get a word out, someone else cut in. Arose blinked for a moments as he saw the figure that the voice belonged to.

"Son of a bitch..."

Arose muttered the words under his breath as he smirked seeing the blue hair. He shook his head as the large dog that was next to him perked his head up. A slight chill would run down Arose's neck and back as Shugo's eyes passed over him. Had the boy read him in a single glance? No... that couldn't be possible, the old man assured himself. Arose chuckled at the near notion of the possibility. None the less... it appeared that the boy had come through his hardships better for it. The dog would stand up following Shugo's speech, and follow the boy over to his table. Arose would let out a breath and stand up out of his chair. It was about time to get this thing rolling.

"Hello everyone. My name is Arose Yamato. For those of you who do not know me, I am a teacher at 552 as well as your Facilitator. I thank you all for answering my call. You all have your own reasons for coming here, and I'm not here to question that. I'm here to give you information on the group that I want to see coming to fruition. But first I'd like to speak about another group. A long time ago in 552, there was a massive war permeating. A gang called Nocturne drove this war with their drive for power. This war threatened the lives of students who had nothing to do with it. It was then that a group of students banded together. They protected the students and the school and eventually forced Nocturne to their knees. Eventually, the school called these students the Defenders. This group is where I drew inspiration for what follows."

Eyes scanning through the crowd, he would gauge their responses, expecting at least a couple of bored faces. Moving to the other side as he spoke, Arose would pause and take a breath. He had to make sure that the next little bit had emphasis.

"A.U.R.A. Autonomous United Reasoning Aegis. A special group meant to be the shield of 552. Each Defender this group will hold the special responsibility of acting for the well being of the school, it's students, and it's faculty. Ultimately, A.U.R.A. is meant to be a peaceful group. We want to deter fighting with words hopefully defusing situations that don't need to erupt in violence. Furthermore, we want to care for the students injured in the inevitable massacres that occur at 552. 552 has made multiple enemies, the Riot Gang, the man that took over the bus and trapped students inside of the youth club, or even the mysterious drug dealer that's been peddling his performance enhancing pills to you students. To protect 552, I ask those of you in this room to become Defenders. I have said what I needed to. If any of you would like to leave, I assure you no malcontent. We'll take a short break for you all to talk and come to your decisions. Please help yourselves to refreshments. We'll reconvene in 15 minutes."