[ We rejoin Our Heroes just as Miya is emerging from Daphne's flat, or apartment, or domicile, or whatever it is a trendy person would insist on calling a dump like that. Daph prolly calls it 'where I put my shit', but that's another matter entirely. ] [ Of more immediate concern than that, however, is the fact that Miya's return signals that the quest for knowledge, or something like it, may resume! Here we go! ] [ Session start! ] * Miya is in a fairly good mood! Imagine that. She slides down the railing and lands easily on the ground. * Daegal waves at Miya as she exits. "So what's the dilly, yo?" * Eric finishes his chips and the last soda of the six-pack. Oh, and the salsa's all gone too. "What's up?" * Miya waves back, walking up to you guys. "She's not it." She's not? Damn. Was sure it was her. * Miya shakes her head. "Nope." She was trying to find out who it was, though. She says she figured it out. * Daegal snaps his fingers. "So what'd you guys talk about, then?" She tell ya? Who does she think it is? ( It just has to be her! She's the only one for me! ...) * Miya scratches at the back of her head. "Well, that's the problem." She doesn't know who it is anymore. She says she figured it out, found whoever it was, but then she found herself in the hospital, and her brain was wiped or something. ... well crap. Well, no wonder whoever it is hasn't been discovered. Yeah. Okay, so they don't want to be found. Hmmm... So whoever this is isn't just telekinetic... they can do stuff with peoples' minds too. Um, it's all mind stuff though, right? So maybe someone can have both of them. Or maybe there's more than one person. That's a lot of power. Anyway, she said that if she finds anything, she'll let us know. * Daegal nods. "Not that it's odd this person has both... just that the Prof only mentined the telekinesis." Yeah. I'm sure lots of people have powers that are completly different from eachother. I imagine that telekinesis is relatively easy to detect. Ya think we should let Chucky know that this kid has more powers than he thought? Well, it's kinda scary. How can we talk to this person if he or she... uh, yeah. Yeah. * Daegal nods. "There's a phone booth around the corner. I'll go give him a ring, see if he has any suggestions or anythin'." * Miya blinks at Daegal. "But there's a phone in the car." ... oh yeah. Sorry. Not used ta workin' with a car. *chuckles* * Eric gets up, brushes himself down, and cleans up the (now empty) packages of food. Okay, so let's get in the car and head for the next guy on our suspect list. I'll give Chuckles a ring and see what's up. Alright. * Miya opens up the door and pulls the clunky headset a little out of the car, though not far 'cause the cord can only go so far. "Um, you might wanna sit in front." Cool. Shotgun. *grins; gets in front* * Eric walks back to the car and gets into the driver's seat after he lets the people in back get in back. * Bob shrugs and hops in the back. * Miya climbs in back. * Daegal grabs the phone and dials the mansion. * Eric gets in the driver's seat. * Daegal whistles as it rings... o/~ Com'on prof... where are you? ... put on hold. AND muzak. How evil. You sure we need to look outside the mansion for evil? * Miya pipes up, "Quality evil." And *bad* muzak, too. Geez... Evil is quality? I guess? "Hey Prof, it's Daegal. We got somethin' kinda sorta resemblin' news." Only if it's not crappy evil. * Daegal gives the others the thumbs-up. I didn't think there was a way for evil to be good. "Okay, from bein' around and such, we spotted a few likely suspects. We went to talk to one of 'em... she wasn't it, but she gave us some interestin' info... she'd been lookin' into this kid too, and had actually figured out who it was. Next thing she knows, she's in the hospital with a big ass hole in her memory." "So we're thinkin' this kid's got some mind control powers or somethin', in addition to the telekinesis." "That's about the sound of it. Anyhoo, figured we'd give you a call, since this changes things bit... before, if the kid didn't wanna talk, worst they could do was chuck us to New Jersey or somethin'. Now it's more complicated." * Miya idly fidgets. "Okay, cool. We'll give ya a call later on, see what's what." "Sounds good. Later Prof." So, what's up? What's the word? That was the right thing to say, right? Yes? Yes. * Daegal hangs up the phone. "Good news bad news. Good news is that the Prof thinks he might be able to figure out somethin' to keep us from gettin' our brains scrubbed." Bad news? It's prolly gonna take till later on tonight. Oh. So... don't look anymore tonight? I dunno. Feel bad wastin' the rest of the day, but the last thing we need is to find the person and have 'em take a Brillo pad to our noggins. Keep notes. * Miya makes a face. Send one person to talk to the suspect, while the others stay back and don't get their brains scrubbed. Heh, I don't think any of us want to wind up on a hospital bed either. * Bob shudders. "No, no we don't." I- I think we should wait for tomorrow. Yeah. I mean, um, whoever it is hasn't been hurting anybody. So it should be okay tonight, especially since nobody's in the school. Probably? * Daegal nods. "And maybe if the Prof figures somethin' out early, we can still get some stuff done." Yup. So... kill some time until then? I don't think time would appreciate that, but okay. Yeah. We can do stuff tomorrow. * Eric chuckles and turns the ignition. So, where to? Home? That's one for home. Any other votes? Home works, I guess. * Daegal shrugs. "Works for me." Okay, we're goin' home then. * Eric shifts the car into gear and drives home! [ A day passes. You get shinies from Prof. X and Hank - they say they're doodads made by 'some friends' that ake you less vulnerable to psionic probes and attacks. They can also fit into any piece of jewelry, handily enough, although it has to be some sort of metal. Yes, you guys have to pretty up, now. MWAHAHA. ] * Bob lacks jewelry. ;_; * Eric doesn't have jewelry either. ;_; [ The device would be build into a new piece of jewelry to your liking, of course. This is where you think of what you could stand to wear. ] * Bob wants a watch! [ It is now the next day. The next day, it is, now! You've all filed into your fourth-period class. This is one of only three classes that you all share, interestingly enough. It is also the class you have to sit through before going to lunch. ] * Bob tinkers with his new watch, which he's been doing aaaaaaaaall day. It's really irritating. Bob, if you break that thing, I'm not fixing it for you. [ The teacher hasn't shown up yet, strangely. Some of the students point out that he'd been coming down with something for a while, and are full of hopes that a substitute has not been selected yet. ] I'm not sure I _could_ break it, short of exerting my full strength on it. It's almost as indestructible as me. I love it. *_* * Miya idly draws something. Bet a sub is gonna show. "Does it glow in the dark?" I don't know. I haven't found a button that makes it glow yet. Oh. * Bob presses another button. "Wait, yeah, it glows." * Miya giggles. * Daegal hrms. "If this was my old school, I'd think the poor guy'd been jumped or somethin'. This place is a bit safer, though." * Eric smirks. "Ya think?" * Bob frowns. You guys don't think... Actually, we do. Think that is. [ At that moment, the door to the classroom opens. Someone walks in! ] * Eric looks at the door from his seat. * Daegal glances over... * Miya looks up at the walking in person. * Bob fiddles with his watch. [ The someone happens to be a tall, well-built, lovely woman with curly black hair and dark brown eyes. She wears a purple buisness suit that seems to be very fond of her. She looks vaguely familiar to you four, and as she sits at the teacher's desk, the boys in the class - except Gary, of course - begin excited conversations on this new lovely new conversation piece. ] * Miya blinks at the lady and tries figuring out where she saw her. * Eric scratches his head as he leans back in his chair, the two front legs coming off the ground. "Where have I seen her before?" ( It's very fond of her, huh? Clings tightly? :P ) * Daegal mutters. "I stand corrected. She might've been in danger of being jumped... just not like I thought..." Um, yeah. But yeah, she does seem kinda familiar... * Miya turns to Daegal and Eric. "Uh, I- I don't think she's... um, the normal teacher." [ The woman rifles through some papers quickly and efficiently, and then stands again and writes her name on the chalkboard without making it squeal even once. Her name, it seems, is Ms. Braddock. She dimples at you all and says, "Good afternoon, class," in what is definitely a British accent. ] Huh? (It's Marvel. Without the suck!) * Bob looks up. Oh. That's not the teacher. Yeah, she's the substitute. ( ^_^_v ) Sounds like she's a popular substitution. If the hormonal patterns are having their way with the boys over there, then yes she is. [ "I am Ms. Braddock, for those of you whose attention may have been distracted from the blackboard. I believe you were in the middle of chapter thirteen, yes? Very well, then. I'll call roll, and then we can talk about imaginary numbers." ] * Miya makes a face. Imaginary numbers. She'll imagine your numbers. ( 36-24-36 ... wrong answer. ) ( Hah. ) (HA!) (HAHA!) [ She takes roll. Amazingly, the pronounces all of your names right. She has a bit of trouble with some names from the rest of the class, tho. ] ( Hee! ...I dunno, the first one might be... er, nevermind. ) ( Hah. ) (Need to make a nice playlist of early '90's music for this game.) [ She then goes through the class, doing a pretty good of ignoring the stares nearly every boy is sending her way the whole time. The 'nearly' part tends to drop when she turns her back on all of your - even Gary can't help but peek when she isn't looking. The girls will no doubt have much more complete notes from today. ] (About what?) * Daegal isn't gawking! ... much. [ About math. Duh. ] (1+1=2?) * Miya takes notes. Well, more doodles than notes, and not about the teacher, but... never mind. [ Although that's a point - some of the guys might be taking other notes. But nevermind. ] * Eric tries not to gawk, but... Well, he's 17. You figure it out. :P * Miya also scribbles a quick note, crumples it into a little ball, and tosses it onto Daphne's lap while the teacher's back is turned. [ Eric is gawking, but tries to look like he isn't. ] [ Daphne catches the note and uncrumples it. ] * Daegal attempts to concentrate on the math. Baseball... Yeah, baseball's good. Damn Yankees... [ Daphne snerks, apparently finding something humorous and trying not to laugh out loud. ] * Miya smiles a little. * Eric tries to turn his attention to his notes. Yeah, notes, about imaginary num-... Not those numbers, Imagin- No, no no. [ Daphne writes something on the sheet of paper and tosses it back when the teacher goes to write something about imaginary numbers. They're all in your head, man. THEY'RE NOT REAL! ] * Miya catches it easily and unfolds it, taking a moment to write another half- hearted note about imaginary numbers. * Daegal starts doodling. Mostly stickfigures... a big one with a crudely-drawn mullet appears to be getting hit repeatedly with an ice cream truck. ( *snrks* ) * Miya 's eyes widen, and she covers her mouth in an effort to keep herself from giggling. She *barely* succeeds. * Bob ignores class, because he pretty much knows this stuff already. * Miya folds the note in half and writes on the clean side. * Bob fiddles more with his watch, and basically fits right in. * Eric doesn't seem to be taking notes at all, actually. His notebook's open, and he's simply hitting his pen's button up and down on his desk. ( Bob watches the teacher instead. ) ( Okay, so he doesn't fit right in. :P ) * Daegal imagines the numbers on the board are currently being written down on his paper. Meanwhile, he starts drawing music notes. * Miya waits for Ms. Braddock to turn her attention to the board again before she flips the note to Daphne. [ Daphne reads! ] * Daegal fidgits. It's been four periods, and he hasn't had to break up any fights. * Eric 's stomach grumbles loudly. He frowns, but then seems to get an idea and doodles something on graph paper. [ Daphne scribbles, and passes back! ] * Miya takes and notereads. * Daegal idly wonders what the protocol in this school is for asking permission to go stop a mugging. * Eric seems to get stuck on something in his diagram. * Eric says very quietly to himself. "Hmmm... no, no, that wouldn't work..." * Miya scratches at her cheek with one fingernail before tearing off a fresh sheet and writing on it. * Miya folds it up, waits for teacherturn, and passes. * Daegal writes down some possibilities. 'Teacher, can I please go and save the wo-'... nah. [ Daphne reads. It's now almost time for class to let out. Crazy how time flies, eh? ] * Eric 's eyes light up, and he quietly says to himself. "Ah ha... No... Ah ha... no..." (Ah ha!) (Noooooo.) * Daegal doodles s'more. Now the guy with the mullet is getting trampled by a herd of what appear to be anorexic elephants. [ Daphne begins to write something down, but then the bell rings. RIIIIIIIIING! ] * Miya resists cheering for joy. No more imaginary numbers! Like she was paying attention anyway. * Daegal blinkblinks. Cool. * Eric stays concentrated on his diagram for a few more seconds, but then shakes his head. He folds the paper up and puts it in a folder. (*waits for all the guys to ask her to help them with homework*) * Bob fiddles with his watch some more and accidentally sets off a loud beeping. *BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP* Oops. * Bob pushes buttons frantically, trying to turn it off. [ One sec. Gonna summarize lunch for ya'. ] * Eric looks back at Bob. "It's the red button on the left." Third from the top. * Bob blinks and presses that button. The alarm shuts off. ...how did you know that? Did you cheat? Nope. I'm just good with electronics and stuff. Oh. Okay. As long as you didn't read the directions or something. Half the people who write about that stuff don't know what they're talking about. That's... uh, against rules. I think. Guys aren't allowed to read directions. Should read the directions. Then you'd know how to use the death laser. Or not. There's a death laser? Which button is that? I'd tell him how to activate it, but then I'd have to kill him. Should be. * Miya grabs stuff, gets up, and scoots over to Daphne. "Um. Are you, um, having lunch next period?" * Eric gets up and packs his stuff. (Do I have off-campus?) * Bob looks at the various buttons, trying to figure out which one is the death laser. Are you sure there's a death laser on here, Daegal? Might only be on the really expensive watches, now that I think of it. [ And so you all go to lunch! Eric eats more than anyone should be able to, and by now the other students have noticed this and are betting snacks on how much he can scarf down before the lunch period ends. No less than eleven fights break out regarding Mr. Braddock and romantic overtures, and Daegal gets to break them all up, much to his eternal delight. ] * Daegal breaks up fights! GLEE! * Eric eats! [ And then it's on to your next class! Which is one of the others you all have together, oddly enough. This one turns out to have a substitute, according to the conversations starting up amongst the other students. And apparently, some of the guys have heard that this one is hot, too. ] * Eric leans back and talks to Daegal. "So, what did you think of Algebra today?" * Bob blinks. Pretty much what I usually think of it. As little as possible. Heh. * Eric looks at his sketching. "Not bad. Needs a toaster." * Miya doodles. [ Shortly after the bell rings, your apparent substitute walks in. She's tall, dark, and lovely, and wears an elegant outfit complimented by a set of glasses that look good on her. Unfortunately, she's familiar, too. VERY familiar. She doesn't even look at her notes before looking out over the class and saying, "Hello, class. I am Ms. St. Croix, your substitute. Let's begin, shall we?" ] [ Session end! ]