Ark 16 Episode 32: Appoligies & Greenhouses

Participants

 * Daisuke Yun
 * Sian Tetsu
 * Aiko Lapis
 * Giselle Mercier
 * Connor Ryoji
 * Akira Tetsu

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A5VBjq0oPZM&index=91&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl ) Connor lay asleep with his head down upon his desk in class. It was an astrophysics course. Why he was in there, even he did not know this for a gaurenteed fact, but then again he did just tell Katarina to throw some shit on his scheduele. Still, the class room itself was pretty much a planetarium, so with all these subtle lights and stars everywhere it’s hard not to relax, and drift off in this mother fucker. Leon would nudge connor, waking him up. “Class is about to be over in fifteen, get your stuff together.” Connor would have groggy and droopy cartoony eyes for a moment before shaking them off and yawning loudly. “You could’ve gave me those fifteen minutes you know. Tch, fucking dweeb.” “You’re right, my bad.” The bell rang and connor’s mouth dropped to the floor metaphorically. “Y….aren’t you gonna cuss me out or something? Call me a half breed today?” Leon looked back. “don’t. mIstake my kindness for permanent. Take it while you’ve got it, that you should, mutt.” Leon walked out of the room his bag on his back, and his hand in his pocket. His sword invisibly cloaked for freedom around the halls. Connor would grumble and growl picking up his own bag and making his way out of the room. it was lunch time this time around, but instead of going to the lunch room, he was going to head to the mechatronics club, and get some real business done before lunch started officialy. Besides, they don’t serve much in there but “meat” loaf. Meat loaf is not supposed to be grey. Most kids’ just ate in class or on campus somewhere regardless. Connor strided his way to the lab, and opened the doors. “Good day FAGGOTS.” Sunny, Jeannie, and Josh were all used to connor’s over eccentric style at this point as it got old to them and they all just nodded in unison. Connor threw his bag on the ground, and held his hand up. “tanto. Toothpick.” Josh would toss a toothpick to connr, and connor would catch it, twiddling it between his fingers before placing it between his teeth. “Jeannie, what you got for me today eh?” Jeannie would hold some papers in her hand straightening them up. “Well I had a delicious ham sandwich today, with some Fred’s potato chips, and a tinge of hot sauce!” connor would run a hand through his hair. “Info, deary, INFO. What’s going on with the masses of the school!” Sunny being the logical one spoke up abrupty. “Well the cheerleaders we haven’t heard back from yet, the seniors are laughing and snickering at your recent defeat, but I did have an idea.” Connor did a 360 motion with his hand. “Talk to meh.” “The plant Club.” Connor stood silent for a moment. “Plant Club?” Sunny nodded, and held up a school map from an above view. “Came to me last night by mistake, while I was reading. Turns out they also do a lot of floral decorating around various parts of the school,   including areas a lot of the cliques in school go to. Could be useful to get some eyes and ears around here.” Josh would rub his eyes looking at sunny. “Are you…are you giving a fuck? I thought I was the only one!” sunny would shrug. “Not gonna lie. Don’t mind helping people with strong wills. You got your ass kicked, but you got my respect Connor.” She nodded and gave a small smile. Jeannie nodded in agreement and so did josh, adjusting his glasses and giving a thumbs up. He’d at least earned the respect of his comrades Connor grinned for a moment genuinely happy. “C’mon. I’m not heading out the door without my crew behind me.” The all nodded, and left out of the lab, locking the door behind them. “Sunny, lead the way if you please.” Connor spoke. She nodded them and headed towards the plant club greenhouse on campus. Leon roamed the hallways, simply monitoring any activity he saw for the pleasure of ridding his boredom. “I’d much rather be practicing Kenjutsu, that I would.”

vMegatron: -In Chemistry room 320, the science club quickly piles into the room. The nine of the members begin to fill the seats as the sounds of their conversations bounce off the walls. Daisuke quickly jumps onto the countertop that overlooks the entire room. The rest of the group sits at the student desks, placing their backpacks down. When Daisuke sits down, Snapshot leaps from his neck and reveals himself to the group. The sounds of his transformation ring through everyone’s ears and in an instant he turns into his robotic humanoid form. (http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130525050736/transformers-legends/images/e/e5/Episode_Reflector_Robot.png) The three pieces of Snapshot begin to speak at the same time saying-“Wassup everybody!?”- The group all then waves and give a greeting back to him with smiles. Elisabeth looks at Snapshot with a smile as she adjusts her glasses-“Hey there, Metal head! How’s the flashing going?”-In which Snap replies back to her-“Oh you know gurrrrrl, just getting all the pics I can.”-He then turns on his projectors from his chest lens and reveals one of the pictures he had taken today. Elisabeth quickly sees the picture and falls onto the ground with a twitching right leg. The others lean in from their seats to see the picture and they all topple over with Jimmy and Bradley nosebleeding. As Jimmy flies back, he yells out-“BOOBIIEESSSS!!!”-And Daisuke then turns to look and he sees a small picture of one of the students breasts! (http://img0.joyreactor.com/pics/post/anime-ecchi-boobs-anime-gif-961703.gif) Daisuke facepalms at Snapshot’s picture and quickly turns bright red as he too almost fell over from how good the picture actually is. When everyone gathers themselves and pulls up to their seats, Daisuke says-“Well now with that out of the way…Let’s discuss the upcoming events for our little club. In a couple weeks we have the annual Donnie Yun Science Fair for the schools of Kasaihana…The winner brings back twenty-five thousand dollars for their respective club! So let’s go out and take a victory! I know our school is going to wreck shop on any other in the district!...That leads to my next question…What do you think we should come up with to display on the night of the show?”-The group then begins to think about ideas and it is Katie who points up to the sky with her index finger and says-“It’s obvious! We should use Snapshot!”-Daisuke raises a brow and the group all looks over to her waiting to hear why she thinks they should use Snapshot when cybernetic bots have been created before. She then continues to say-“Yes I know we see robots and cyborgs all the time but when have we ever seen these robots have a “Soul”?...Snapshot marks a new breed of mechanics that has never been seen…He can transform into different objects, speak, show emotion and even fight! This guy is his own living being!”-They all begin to think about it and after she explains herself, it did make sense. Daisuke looks down to Snapshot and asks-“Would you want to do something like that?”-In which Snapshot replies almost instantly-“Hell yeah, mofucka! I’ve been waiting for my chance to hit the red carpet! I’m gon be famous yo! Bout to drop the hottest robotic body of the year!”- They all laugh as they love his eccentric personality and Daisuke addresses the group-“Well there we have it…Looks like we can win on the shoulders of, Snapshot!”-

Discordia: Giselle made her way to the greenhouse even though there were no scheduled meetings at the moment. In fact, Giselle had yet to hear about any meetings or events and was rather unsure of what exactly the plant club did. Still, the greenhouse was an escape from dealing with her host family… especially the son who always went through her stuff and spied on her. However, the greenhouse was peaceful and she was surrounded by nature rather than the crowded city. Giselle cracked the door open and the click of her heels on the concrete floor announced her arrival to the almost empty room. Giselle slipped her bag onto one of the wrought iron tables and looked around, inhaling and taking a deep breath of the lightly floral scented air. A crash at the other end of the greenhouse startled her and she jumped a little as her eyes darted that direction. A little old lady stood with a pile of terra cotta planters in pieces around her, loose potting soil mixed in with the bright orange clay. Without thinking twice Giselle made her way towards the lady picking up a broom and dust pan en route. “‘ere, let me ‘elp” She said as she began to sweep up the mess. “Why thank you,” the lady said as she looked around slightly dazed before asking “are you president of the plant club?” The broom and dust pan stopped moving as Giselle looked at the lady, her words slowly registering. “No, there is not one.” She answered with her broken english. The lady gave a “hmph” the slight movement causing her frazzled grey hair to jerk slightly. “Well you are now.” Giselle’s mouth gaped open for a moment, “why?” The lady scratched her head and looked around as if the answer would suddenly appear. “Because you are here.” She then, as if the matter settled, headed over to a stack of pots and what seemed to have been at one time a desk, but was now so coated with miscellaneous plant paraphernalia that it was unrecognizable. She opened up a drawer and handed Giselle a stack of papers. “This needs to be taken care of before I forget.” Giselle flipped through the sheets which all seemed to be orders of sorts explaining all the different locations of the various areas of the school that needed landscaped. Giselle sighed and figured she had better figure it all out. She took the stack with her and plopped onto one of the chairs, crossing her legs as she read through them all in detail.

Saikimi: As the bell rang releasing Aiko from her programming class, she'd walk down the hall with a piece of paper in her hand. The teacher suggested she look into this “science club”. She's sit in to see what it's all about but chances were she wouldn't join. As helpful as her fellow nerds are over the computer, seeing them in person tends to get annoying. Today her hair was in two pigtails half of her hair was dyed light blue and the other half was her natural blonde. Data ends up helping her change her hair on the Matrix which in turn changes it in the meat, aka the real world. She reached the room 320 and peered through the glass window and saw some robot showing a picture of a set of boobs and all Aiko could do was sigh “Typical.” But the robot was impressive, maybe the one that built it could help her with Data. But in order to find that out she'd have to brave the group first. So she took a deep breath and knocked on the door opening it slowly. “Science club right? The programming teacher suggested I come join you guys.” Aiko rubbed the back of her head and had to pull some hairs from her data jack on the back of her neck. She'd close the door but would stand near it fidgeting. Regretting her decision. She hopped none of them recognized her face, recognized her for the model she is. Aiko Lapis, youngest girl to be featured in sports magazines while wearing a bikini. Along with the typical girl magazines and some run ways around the world. Or the fact that when she was 10 she was the object of a federal case involving her and the fact that she hacked into highly secretive area's of the Federal Bureau. She kept pulling the bottom of her sweater away from her body since her wounds and stitches were still healing and they were rather itchy. “So how does this work then?”

SayuriAkagi: Sian emerged from her AP Lit Class with fire practically in her lunar blue eyes, her teacher Ms. Sampson had originally collected their thesis papers on several on the top stories from Edger Allen Poe a personal favorite of hers only to return hers back to her saying that the findings of her paper were inconclusive and she expected a new paper to be written and handing in to her by the end of the school day. Add that to cheerleader tryouts, Kendo practice, and her brother’s embarrassing scene outside with one of the freshmen, Daisuke Yun and you’ve got one hellafied pissed off a teenager. “Yo Si-chan wait up!” Lala aka Kimiko Trang exclaimed down the hall watching the tomboy Asian beauty storm off in a fine rage pass the lockers in the direction of the library which was two halls away. She stop short but for a moment hearing the voice of her childhood friend only to jerk around to let the cotton candy colored hair girl with green eyes know that she wasn’t in the mood right now. “Ewww if looks could kill…” was all her bestie could say seeing that Sian was in one of her Two faces of Eve moments but still pursuing her anyways hoping she’d at least blow off some steam before she got to where ever it is she was going which she did. Sighing Sian shook her head still pacing about a league in front of her friend, ~Why me, why today of all days?~ she thought walking pass several club rooms one of which belonged to the Science Club and it was here that she suddenly stopped on the dime causing Lala to suddenly crash right into her as she running as hard as she could to catch up with her sending both of the girls onto the ground. Sian growls, “Why don't you watch where you’re…..huh Lala?!?!” “Sorry chicka.” Lala grins with a huge sweat drop at the back of her head.” Chuckling Sian manages to get up off her butt onto her knees then her feet before helping her friend up. “You goofy klutz.” Taking her hand Lala laughs slightly embarrassed at the scene casually looking off into the glass window of the Science Club’s room catching sight of a few of their peers inside as well as the one that announced himself as Daisuke Yun to the whole school. “that kids got brass for a freshmen I can see why you like him so much Si-chan.” She says catching Sian doing the same thing as they both stand there in the halls. “Wait…what…I don't..” Sian immediately starts to blush hearing her friends words. “Don't even bother trying to lie about it either I six sense for these things as you already know and I can arrange for you two meet if you like?” Sian would shake her head “no” wildly, “How about not and say that you did huh?” knowing full well that Lala had the brass to do just exactly as she said she was gonna do too, remembering the last time this happened between her and a guy back home. It was a totally disaster…her Dad found out and chased the boy half away around town. “Still scared of Papa Akuma huh?” “Yes.” She admitted. “Aight then Ill just arrange you guys to meet here then.” Lala snickers mischievously quickly running off in another direction. “KIMIKO TRANG DON’T YOU DARE…” but she was already gone from sight before Sian could even finish her sentence. ~Correction this IS the worst day of my life~ she sighed continuing on her path to the library.

Connor and his clique made their way to the green house. “I’ve got this. Let me do the talking. If we all walk in at once it can seem threatening at best.” Sunny folded her arms and inputted her two cents. “Oh yes three nerds, and a bruiser. Cause we’re so scary all together.” Josh would straighten up his jacket. “Hey, I think I’m pretty damn cool if I do say so myself.” Sunny and Jeannie both looked back at him to simultaneously say “Shut up Josh.” Connor would “shhh” them all before clearing his throat and walking in calmly. Looking around the scent of flowers hit him quickly and thoroughly and it made him stop in his tracks for a second. He couldn’t help but inhale once more cause it smelllllllllled sooooooo goooooood. Connor walked the concrete floor, seeing the girl sitting down upon the chair and reading papers, Connor would stand a few feet away from her before kicking the pot next to her gently a few times to get her attention. “Excuse me miss.” Connor spoke in a polite tone. “Are you the group leader of this fine establishment? If so I’m seeking to establish a partnership of sorts. Sound interested? I have much to offer if you’ll use your establishment here for my personal gain. Don’t worry, negotiation is always an option with me.”

Guest_Keizumai: Akashi would have been sitting at his desk flipping through a textbook his eyes shifting over the pages rather quickly, Akira would then walk up behind him"Wow your a lame who sit's around a reads this garbage all day"he said grabbing the book from Akashi's hand and skimming through it for a minute or two before tossing it behind him letting it hit the wall with a loud thud and fap fap fap sound as it plummeted tto the floor, Akashi would then Stand up pushing his chair back with his hips as he did, he'd then move away from his seat pushing it back in((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nxbtu-spNp8 ))"Lets go" Akashi would simply walk outside of the door with Akira right behind him. once outside of the classroom they'd make a left and began walking down the hall way passing by various class room as they'd and everyother class room they passsed one or two more people would follow right behind them by the time they got to the end of the hallway they'd be walk nine deep with Akira and Akashi walking ahead of the rest, They'd wlak until they reached the old Music room where the various members behind them would run inside and grab pipes and baseball bats that they had stored inside there, The group would then quickly split up down different hallways and different parts of the building. they group members would then begin beating in Windows and Lockers all around the school Building and even some of the students. while Akashi and Akira would walk outside to the front of the school building where a Blonde Haired Guy would toss them both a bag before running off in the other Direction Akira and Akashi would then waste no time opening the bags Up and pulling out can's of spary paint and began tagging the front of the schools wall, Akashi would be using red paint to tag K-Nines on it while Akira would Tag a Large Pitbull with a 9.mm in it hand n the end of it. Akashi would have on a Black dress shirt with a white tie and bown slacks and black shoes and a Baseball Cap while Akira would have on a White dress shirt whith a black tie and white slacks and black dress shoe and a black baseball cap, both of them would be sure to keep their head down while doing this once they where finished They'd Video tape it and send it to mutiple students who would begin sending it to other students within the school and pretty soon had spread to more than half the school, The Video would have shown the Members all with covered faces of course, breaking up the classrooms withs bat and beating's on students and even a couple of unsuspecting teachers before showing the Tagging of K-Nine of the school, the video would then go black and in white letter would say "We RunThis". Akashi and Akira would then run towards back of the school making sure their was no camera's that would see them and began ripping the clothing they had on off, each of them had on an extra pair beneath it, Akashi had a suit jacket with a white dress shirt underneath and black pants and white running shoes, while Akira had on a a white dress shirt with no tie and a black suit jacket over it and some black demin jeans and and pair of basketball shoes, the two would then contiune to hide from the view of the camera's( if they had some) till they were back inside the school and away from all the damage and what not-

Discordia : There were several areas all over the school that required landscaping. She sighed thinking about how they would all need to be mapped out and a blueprint drawn up. It was going to be a lot of work. After she made her way through all of the orders, there was a flyer about a plant competition of local schools scheduled for several months away. There were various categories in the competition and Giselle took note of them before moving on to the next sheet, a roster that had all the members on it with their emails and phone numbers. There were also some sheets that showed the budget. The final sheet was a list of area botany events for them to participate in. Her shoulders slumped as she tried to figure everything out, getting lost in her thoughts and not noticing the door had opened and closed, and she now had an audience. The kick against the pot fell on deaf ears and when he started to speak, she gave a startled jump. The papers dropped onto the table and she looked up blushing slightly. “Excuse Moi” She said after he had finished speaking, her catching only a few of the words but getting the idea of what he had been saying. “I am le president, Giselle Mercier. My English is not very good, speak slower please.” She said as she looked the kid over wondering what exactly he was asking for a partnership and how much work that would add to what she had to do. But hey, at least he was not running around with her panties on his head shooting her with a water gun so it was still more tolerable than being at home with her host family. “‘Ow may I ‘elp you exactly?” She added, hoping for a bit more clarification on the matter before she decided to join forces with this kid.



 vMegatron : -As he continues to talk about future events and things happening within the club, a soft knock is heard on the door. After the knock a soft voice and a girl soon follow it. Daisuke looks at her with a smile and says-“Welcome to our wonderful awesome kickassery club…You can go ahead and take a seat and listen in to the meeting. We won’t be here for long as today is just a meeting but you are more than welcomed to sit in for today. My right hand man Bradley will talk to you about club requirements and if you meet them, you are good to go!”- At that moment, Bradley slowly slides out from his seat and walks over to the new girl. (http://avvesione.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/steinsgate-11-okabe-awesome.jpg) No one had really brought up the fact that she was a model due to the fact that none of them really knew. All nine of them focus more on their studies and never really jump into the world of the model life. Daisuke especially didn’t know her as his life on the island was very cut off from the normal world. Bradley sits down next to this new girl and says in his kind soft hearted voice-“Hi there, my name’s Bradley…I have a few questions for you that we ask all prospects of the club.”-He then leafs through one of his binders and finds the questionnaire for the club. He says-“All prospects are to have a 4.0GPA minimum…Have a specialty that will help the group in events and competitions…We have plenty of our members get offers from ivy league college’s so it is required that we go above and beyond to make ourselves look better as a whole…..No snitching on anything we do…What happens in Science Club stays in Science Club…E.L.E…Everybody Love Everybody…One important thing is that we help each other out with the specialty that we have…Meaning if on one of us needs a club member, we help them out. One team one fight! And finally, we never lose!”-At the last rule being said, everyone raises their hand in the air yelling out-“HUZZZAH!”- Daisuke and Snapshot both laugh a bit and then Daisuke says to her-“If you cannot accept us and the lifestyle of friends we bring on a daily then we are more than happy to welcome you in.”-They then wait to hear what she has to say to the entire club-

 Saikimi : She nodded to Bradly and in a low tone as well she states “My names Aiko.” She crumples the teachers note and sat back. “Well I've got the GPA Minimum, my specialty is programming and I don't know if hacking applies but I'm pretty damn good at that.” Aiko looked at the rest and shrugged “I'm not one to snitch on others, and as far as the always winning thing that is fine by me.” She fidgeted in her seat a bit, sitting made her stitches itch even more. “and actually if I'm not what you're looking for then I may still be asking for your help. I'm building an a.i. I'm not getting the personality programming right. I'm missing something. Then again I'm also doing all of this with no prior training.” She looked around the room and then at the robot. She pointed to it and nodded “I mean one of you knows something right. This robot is very well made, it has a personality.” She fidgeted again not being used to all these people around. This whole club thing would be new. And she hasn't even gotten to the club her mother is pushing her to try for. “also I should warn you, my mother is forcing me to try out for the cheer squad. Which is pointless since I'm a clutz.” Aiko sighed and placed her cheek in her hand while her elbow rested on the desk.



Connor would hear her speak, and fold his arms intensively listening..though it didn’t take a rocket science to figure out one : she was French. And two: she had….medeiocre English skills. As such, she asked him to speak slower, and connor cleared his throat and nodded. “Uhm…Washi.” Connor spoke mentaly to his inner Oni. “How good’s your French?” Washi pondered for a second, searching his knowledge of the speech skill. Washi was wiser beyond man eons and years, but for connor he was at least able to boost his brain capacity temporarily. However since this was of Washi’s direct influence it was exhausting and connor tended not do ot it, but he needed it for this situation alone. “Let me take over for a few setneces…” Washi’s red chi leaked into connor’s brain and completely kick started it. He was now more intelligent than his species, or at least able to use his brain more efficiently either by being naturally gifted or training himself for the needed shortcuts. He’s are able to perform feats of mind comparable to computers: remembering vast amounts of knowledge flawlessly, performing complex calculations or other similar tasks. Some are capable of learning a variety of combat skills in a day, which would take a normal person years to achieve mastery over. As such Washi completely switched connor into “French” mode so to speak. Clearing his throat, his tone now had a much richer and allure tone to it, also slightly depened as he spoke the language. “ Pardonnez-moi de ne pas parler votre langue maternelle mon cher. Je suis venu à vous, parce que je commence une organisation spé pour les personnes dans l'école qui souhaitent être en dehors de quelque chose hors du club normal. Une fédération, si vous voulez. Il sert une clique de gens qui veulent aider à garder l'école en cours d'exécution pour le plus grand bien, et éliminez une partie de la viloent et clqiues turbulents qui exécutent amock déchirure et la rupture des choses qui ne leur appartiennent pas. (Forgive me for not speaking your native tongue my dear. I came to you, because I'm starting a specia organization for individuals in the school who wish to be apart of something out of the normal club. A federation, if you will. It serves as a clique for people who want to help keep the school running for the greater good, and eleminate some of the viloent and rowdy clqiues that run amock tearing and breaking things that don't belong to them.) » Connor placed began to gesture with his hands to match what he was saying and give her a better understanding. « Je viens de demander, si vous et le reste des membres de votre club plantes, agirez en tant que mes yeux et les oreilles autour de l'école. Je suis conscient que vous faites beaucoup la restauration, la décoration et l'aménagement paysager dans les cours d'école importantes, et même aider les assister foot feilds chaque fois dans une lune bleue. L'enfer, même les enseignants vous obtenez dans beaucoup de réunions pour arangments floraux. J'ai besoin de vous pour surveiller toute acticity bizarre et me tenir informé. Maintenant, oui, il ya la question de vos compétences dans tous les réglages aromatiques et médicinales, possible stimulatioin, mais gardons-Breif ici. Si vous m'aider, en retour, je peux vous offrir les services que vous pourriez avoir besoin pour tout ce qui touche à l'électronique, la réparation, la mécanique automobile et même installer si vous le souhaitez, survaillence, donc si quelque chose se produit, vous serez sous notre surveillance, mais c'est en option. Et également aussi une protection. Beaucoup de gens ont tendance à aller disparus autour de l'école qui ont été sauté et abusé pour être » (I've come to ask, if you and the rest of the members of your Plant Club, will act as my eyes and ears around the school. I'm aware you do many catering, decorating, and landscaping across important school grounds, and even help attend the football feilds every once in a blue moon. Hell, even teachers get you into alot of meetings for floral arangments. I need you to monitor any odd acticity and keep me informed. Now yes there is the matter of your skills in all tings herbal and medicinal, possible stimulatioin, but let's keep it breif here. If you aid me, in return, I can offer you the services you may need for anything dealing with electronics, repair, automechanics and even instal if you wish, survaillence, so if anything occurs, you'll be under our watch, but that's optional. Thre is also protection. Many people tend to go missing around school who've been jumped and abused for being different.) «  Connor would lightly beat his chest. « Je ne peux empêcher que de mes propres mains. J'ai aussi subbordinates capables de faire de l'aide mécatronique si vous le souhaitez. Servitude aussi. Si vous avez besoin de mission effectuée à tout moment, moi ou quelqu'un associée à me porterai la tâche à coup sûr. Si cela ne sucrer pas l'affaire, nous vendons souvent beaucoup de machines pour les prophètes de collecte de fonds, afin que nous puissions donner de l'argent à votre club si cela est nécessaire. Prêts, par exemple. J'espère vraiment obtenir votre consentement à cette offre, ma dame. » (I can prevent that with my own two hands. I also have subbordinates capable of making mechatronic help if you wish it. Also servitude. If you need ANY task carried out at any time, I or someone associated with myself shall carry the task out without fail. If that doesn't sweeten the deal, We often sell alot of machines for fundraising prophets, so we can donate money to your club if it's needed. Loans, per say. I realy hope to get your consent on this offer, my lady.) » Connor would place his arms behind his back, for the first time actually looking AND sounding sophisticated, and waiting for her answer.

Discordia: Giselle’s frustration at the stack of papers in front of her waned as the sound of her native language rang in her ears. It was replaced by the softest of smiles. The school was rather foreign to Giselle, and her home school would never require such thoughts of perfection. However, she had noticed here and there injured students with things like broken arms or bruises. It seemed like Kasaihana was far more volatile than the rural French countryside. She had trained in savate for most of her life so she had some defense skills but it was unlikely that the other members of the plant club would be so lucky. She pondered that for a moment, how much harder would it be for them to monitor things. People liked to gossip anyways so it would merely be putting the information in useful hands rather than just letting it fall on helpless ears who had no interest in it other than the entertainment value. And if she was really lucky she might be able to get some muscle for projects that would require more strength given most of the list of students were female. She blinked up sweetly at the kid, giving him a slightly larger smile. “Merveilleux, Tes française est merveilleux. Merci.” Her hands came together and clapped lightly as if to say bravo. “‘Owever, I will never learn l’anglais proper if I use French.” She straightened her uniform and ran her fingers through her chestnut hair before she continued to speak again in her slow, fractured English. “I believe it will be good to partnership. There mostly girls and I am not sure how strong they are and it won’t be trouble much for us.” A slight blush crept into her cheeks as she knew that she was not saying everything correctly, however she had to at least try. She still had three more years of school left to endure.

<p class="MsoNormal">Discordia: Giselle rose to her feet and faced him, raising her hand slightly in order to shake his. “Merci Connor. I ‘ope things will work out well.”

<p class="MsoNormal">vMegatron: -They all listen to her as she talks and when she points at the three pieces of Snapshot who are walking around on the counter top, they all look at her with a raised brow. Before anyone can say anything else, the center piece of Snapshot’s body points his thumb at his chest and says-“Hey there, Dollface! Ain’t nobody ever going to make another Snapshot! And your first mistake was thinking I am just a “robot.” Robots don’t have a lifeforce…I’m a living being, babe!...”-The three pieces all in unison nod their head and cross their arms as if he had just dropped the bomb of knowledge on her. This leads Daisuke to laugh a bit and then say to the girl-“Don’t mind him, Aiko…We’d be more than willing to help a fellow techie out, Elisabeth is our electronics master. As for making something like Snapshot here, you would have to give part of your soul to get a piece of what is inside of him hahaha. He’s made of material that I can only get hands on. And I made a promise to never give our any of it. My grandfather, Donnie Yun would come back from the Shinto Realm to kill me if I ever even tried to give some away! Hahaha.”-

<p class="MsoNormal">Connor would shake her hand in agreement after listening for everything she said. He could decipher her broken English a bit more now, that he understood her native tongue which was odd. He’d nod to her, and reply. “No problem Giselle. We’ll keep in touch.” Connor would pull out his cell phone and write his number down for her whenever she needed something as the deal was made. Connor would begin to turn around and walk out of the building, as he left he’d hold a thumbs up to her while keeping his head facing forward and speaking out loud. “You’re in good   hands. I can promise you that.” Connor would nod to his clique, and they’d nod back, following him back to the main part of the school, continuing their search but connor began to get hungry and after much complaining he’d send josh on a food run to Wac-donalds for a triple bacon cheeseburger with fries ON the burger.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:#B5BCEB">SayuriAkagi <span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"">: -Lala quickly makes her way through the winding halls of the endless maze that is Kasaihana High almost tripping over her own two feet twice and having to avoid one trash can only run smack dab into what she thought was a neighboring wall but in fact was one of the school’s janitors, who seemed to whistle at her once she jumped back apologizing to him with a quick bow at the waist and accidently exposed her quite modest chest underneath her large uniform top. “fucking pervert!” she shrieked wildly glancing back for a moment to stick her tongue out at the pedophile before continuing her mad bolt back down the 10 grade hall, to the that of the freshman class and onto the main floor where the Science Club was convene or at least she still hoped they were. After several more near misses with a door and trash can Lala found her way back to the club room and was in luck, from sound of it everyone was still about now from what she could hear from outside of the door. At first she started to knock on the door but quickly stops herself from giving it a good hard rap knowing full well she couldn’t just blurt out something so simple as “Hey Daisuke, my friend thinks you’re hot as fuck and wants you to meet in her library.” To the guy that was a complete hell no Sian would most defiantly know that she hand a hand in their meeting up and lead to an ass kicking major which was last thing she wanted. ~Come on Lala think, think you gotta play this one smooth cool, and collect…wait I know…~ the ideal suddenly came to her in a flash as she motioned her arm forward again knocking rather firmly in the hopes that someone inside would here. If some did in fact to come to the door Lala would bow at bit at the waist in front of who every answered asking before standing erect again, “Excuse me, but is your Club President still about.” Her large green eyes peering slightly over the person’s shoulder to see for herself just who this Daisuke person was that Sian her cool and collected friend had gone completely bonkers about from just one glance before spotting Snapshot on the table and suddenly going all googley eyes at it wanting so much to run over and snuggle it being such a techie herself ~SOOO KAWAII!!~ she’d think trying hard to focus on the task at hand which was her friend’s love life.-

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:#C8ACE9">Discordia <span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"">: Giselle pulled out her phone and programmed Connor’s number into it before sitting back on the chair. With the stack of papers in front of her again she realized how much work needed to be done and sighed. First things first, there was no way she was doing all the work by herself. She pulled out the list with other students names on it and sent each one a text telling them to expect a meeting tomorrow after classes finished. With that out of the way she picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder, heading out of the greenhouse. She looked over the map and found the closest area that needed landscaped and headed in that direction. The flowers that were planted there last year had died and weeds were creeping up through the red mulch. She took several pictures from various angles with her phone before moving on to the next site. It seemed they would first have to clean up all the beds and weed them before flowers could be planted and then they would need several pounds of mulch to finish everything up. It was going to take several weeks before things were presentable. They should really just change the name to the manual labor club, she thought with a slight giggle.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Saikimi: “On second thought, face to face human interaction is not my thing.” she grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulders. Since her hair was up and she was walking away, most of them would be able to spot the data jack in the back of her head. It was at the base of her hair line and it did have a small green light blinking. As she raised her hands to place on the top of her head her shirt would lift up and the stitches of what could look like a bad carving would be shown. “Welp good luck with the science competition.” She walked out of the door and down the hall. She taped the green gem on her com link and brought an image of data up. “Hey data what's the likely hood that someone would notice my absense here?” Data twitched his head to the side and opened his mouth. “Probability of 78% from the students and good estimation of 100% from teachers. You would be noted as missing. Could hurt your gpa. Plus if you are not in class I cannot record the lectures for later use.” Aiko signed as she propped herself up on a window ceil and looked outside. “Ugh but this is all so useless, except for the programming class. I mean art? Really? What was my mother thinking? I can't even draw a stick figure to save my life.” She clutched her bag and looked at the projection of Data. “I messed up with the science club but I guess I'll find a way to give you free will someday.” Data twitched again and blinked. “Even if it is not possible there are other methods. Such as a learning program.” Aiko shook her head, “That's part of the plan so once you get that you'll learn that humans never give up. Anyways I'll go to class. Keep recording, chances are I won't be paying attention.” Data nodded and the projection dissipated.

<p class="MsoNormal">SayuriAkagi: “Hey you must be Daisuke Yun I’m Kimiko Trang, listen if you’re not too busy after your club meeting my friend, Sian would like you to meet her in the library. She wanted to apologize about her brother’s stupid behavior outside during the Break the other day.” -Lala states with a sincere smile on her face almost squealing with glee watching the camera turn itself into several weapons of destruction before being told to chill out and return to it orgins around Daisuke’s neck. Lala was in complete awe at Snapshot’s design, and seriously was wondering just wtf made it tick but kept her hands to herself as she glanced up to the face of its owner and was almost suckered punched out as well. ~DAMNNNN!! No wonder nee-chan lost her cool this guy fionnee as absolute fuck!!~ Lala turned slightly on her right foot trying hard to keep her face on point but even she was understanding the “power” of this one that was before her.- “She would have come herself but that bitch Sampson has her stuck redoing her thesis for our lit class but yeah if you can make it I know she’ll be very grateful….” -She states slowly turning to take her leave from the doorway. “Btw, your cam Snapshot was it? Its very kawaii Dai-kun.” As she rann off in another direction with her backpack in hand-

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:#F6AA84">vMegatron <span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"">: -The new girl speaks about Sian, the sister of Akira Tetsu. Daisuke had not heard about the sister to the boy he fought the other day but he was surprised to see that she wanted to apologize for his actions. He slowly gathers his back pack as the meeting began to wrap up after Daisuke talked about upcoming events and things that have been going on in class. After everyone had packed up and was ready to head out, Daisuke looks at her and says-“Yeah no problem. I’ll head right down.”- He’d then turn to the group and say-“Good meeting everyone. We will pick things back up on Monday.”-They all would pile out of the room and Daisuke would walk out thanking the girl for her compliment towards Snapshot, even if he wouldn’t. It’s not that Snapshot is an asshole on a daily, but it angers him when he is looked down upon as if he were less than anything but a living being. He understands that people would see him as a robot, it is only what they see. He just wishes that people could come to accept him as a living creature the way the science club does. Within the next few minutes, Daisuke finds himself at the door of the library and he begins to search for the girl who requested his audience. After a few seconds of searching, he sees Sian off sitting by herself. He’d become flustered a bit as he wasn’t expecting someone to look the way she is. It was like Snapshot said before on the first day of school.-“Every girl in Kasaihana is drop dead gorgeous!”- Daisuke quickly feels the nervousness in his stomach as he’d walk over to her. His hands are on the straps of his backpack when he reaches her and in his nervous tone of voice, he says to her-“Hi, Sian.”-He then rubs the back of his neck with his right arm-“I uhhh…I’m sorry if I had hurt your brother the other day…Is he okay?”-

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<p class="MsoNormal">SayuriAkagi: -Sian would sit back in the chair some muddling through the writing paper that lay before her with Sampson’s notes on them of how poorly this, that, and other is done for whatever reason while using the visual scan on the tablet to take the parts that weren’t marked to try and pull together an ideal of just what that bitch wants in order for her pass this class with at least a B. It was in the mist of her doing this that she manages to glance up from the tablet to see the face of the young man who was fighting her brother which immediately causes her to jump up out of her chair in complete surprise as a bright blush moved over her face.- “Its you…I mean uh….hi…” -she managed to say looking around the room rapidly for her sneaky ass bestie knowing damn where some how that she had a hand in doing this shit or else Daisuke wouldn’t have come at all at least not on his own. Hearing him apologize first about having to beat up her brother Sian easily deduced what Lala had said to get him down here in the first place. Her instincts of course told her to run of course but something else inside of her told her to stay and it was feeling that even she herself couldn’t quiet decipher at least not yet any how but she choose to listen to it no the less,- “Yeah I’m sorry too that he was being such a dick towards you and your friends he really didn’t have any right, btw I’m Sian Tetsu I just transferred here from Roanapur in the Asian Minor.” -Extending her right hand in his direction offering it in a hand shake verses the traditional bow she was used to when greeting ppl.- “Idk about okay his pride might be a bit sore though I didn’t stick around long enough to see the rest of the fight, he was acting a bit too stupid for my tastes.” -Her lunar blue eyes would divert themselves off to the right some while mentally she barked an order to herself to maintain her level of cool after all Daisuke was still one year her junior but still…..it was hard not to stare at the rather good looking freshman.-

<p class="MsoNormal">vMegatron: -Daisuke places his right hand out and shakes her hand, feeling how soft her skin really is. He then says to her-“Yeah I kind of expected that to happen after losing to someone who they themselves called out in front of everyone. I just don’t want there to be bad blood between us…My friends don’t need to be bothered more so then they already have been.”- Releasing his hold on her hand, he says to her-“Everyone calls me Dai, short for Daisuke Yun. It’s nice to meet you officially this time haha. Your friend who told me you wanted to see me was rather the eccentric kind. But I can tell she means well.”-He then sits down at the table, hoping she would as well so they can continue the conversation without such proper formalities. Once seated he asks her-“So I heard you have to re-write some kind of thesis or something with a Samson in it? Hahaha”- He places his back pack down on the chair next to him as he waits to hear her respond to his question, hoping he could maybe help her out with the problem she is having.-

<p class="MsoNormal">vMegatron: -Daisuke places his right hand out and shakes her hand, feeling how soft her skin really is. He then says to her-“Yeah I kind of expected that to happen after losing to someone who they themselves called out in front of everyone. I just don’t want there to be bad blood between us…My friends don’t need to be bothered more so then they already have been.”- Releasing his hold on her hand, he says to her-“Everyone calls me Dai, short for Daisuke Yun. It’s nice to meet you officially this time haha. Your friend who told me you wanted to see me was rather the eccentric kind. But I can tell she means well.”-He then sits down at the table, hoping she would as well so they can continue the conversation without such proper formalities. Once seated he asks her-“So I heard you have to re-write some kind of thesis or something with a Samson in it? Hahaha”- He places his back pack down on the chair next to him as he waits to hear her respond to his question, hoping he could maybe help her out with the problem she is having.-

SayuriAkagi:“After that display out front I doubt anyone will bother the Science Club, Dai huh?” -Sian gives a slight chuckle seeing as he wanted to be on an informal basis with her now. “Nice to meeting you as well, feel free to call me Si most of my friends do. The surname Yun I am familiar with my mom grew up here in Kasaihana but left back when she was still carrying me and my bro as to the hard feelings there are none it’s everyday that you get to meet the grandson of a legend.” -She pauses once her hand is taken by his own giving a firm shake a part of her not really wanting to let go once they parted but reluctantly she let her right arm fall to her side once more.- “Yeah Lala is something else but we’ve been besties since the cradle almost so she’s like a sister to me.” -Sian goes on to say re-taking her seat picking her tablet up from the tablet glancing over the notes it had already taken.- “For my AP Lit class I swear that broad Ms. Sampson has it in for me major for whatever fucking reason idk but the papers on Edger Allen Poe he's one of my favorite authors so naturally when she picked him I was thrilled and got to work on it asap. But the minute turned it in she butchers it to hell telling that my theory of what drove the author to his death, his life, and stories have nothing to do with one another. I assumed she wanted me to sugar coat the fucking facts that man himself was wreak loose canyon who in time wouldn’t come to grasp that reality and his fiction were in fact similar, both hells he just couldn’t escape much like my own life these days.” –Sian spoke passionately about her favorite author her words seem to lift what would normally be a dull conversation for some right off into another world or field if one would let it before she suddenly glanced up realizing that she rambling and blush both reasons where embarrassment and Dai sitting so close to her atm.-

As Sian continued to write Daisuke soon gave his own in sight on the matter regarding her paper ideals she personally thought were very deep and passionate especially from a guy who at first only seemed like he was into science and fighting. She thought this so much that she added his thoughts and words to the notes she was taken on her tablet and had them set in key with what she already had to form her thesis paper, forwarding to her teacher’s email upon its competition. Daisuke too found out the same as Sian deviated from her passion for literature into the world of science and math to her love for music which blew his mind as she explained that she lead singer in a band called xXxRebelliousxXx. Sian was really giving the statement beautiful, talented and smart a run for its money in Dai’s eyes. The yacking continued for a while even to the point that Snapshot himself finally made a point that was getting late to Dai and for Sian it was Tomoko, Sian’s mom calling her cell phone off the hook to ask where she was. Helping Sian gather her things, Daisuke continues to talk to her asking various questions about her family and such while she laughed giving him his answers before asking the same finally taking Jack and her book bag from him heading out of the library with him with behind her towards the exit of the school itself. Once there the two exchange formal pleasantries again and phone numbers too before Sian extends an offer to Daisuke to come roller blading with her, her mom, and bestie on the weekend to which he accepts. With high hopes in their hearts the two new friends each go their separate ways home excited as to see just what the weekend will bring.