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Athanasia smiles and nods, putting the photo away and clicking a small recorder from her pant pockets, "So he kept his name... what a fool." She looks Grace over, she was probably not one of the survivors, and thus for now she was safe, "So this Siphon, where can I find him?"
 
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Grace seemed to be taking the conversation rather lightly, but happily talks away. "Hmm. Well he boards here in the school, and I see him around plenty, but don't know his schedule or anything. If you happen to see my room mate Ellisia she'd probably be able to tell you. She hangs out and trains with him quite a bit. Dunno why they take this martial training stuff so seriously. Oh, um... here..." She says managing a burger in one hand and using the other to present a pic of a Ellisia on her phone. "Always wears that pin there. Sorry if I'm not much help. Gah, I'm not even sure where she'd be right now. Said something vague about looking in the woods for something..." Grace trails off from her ramblings staring distracted into her burger as if now trying to figure something out herself. Snapping out of it she looks back up, "Whatever. Anyway, have you tried just asking at reception for his room number or schedule maybe?"
 
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Leo simply shakes his head as he finishes his meal, dropping his tray off at the cleaning area, then departing for his other classes. On the way out of the G building, he takes out a single seed and tosses it off to the side, then heads to his classes with a smile on his face.
 
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Isabella, having finished her sketch, puts her book back in her bag and heads off to class, completely forgetting to eat her dinner.
 
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Athanasia nods and puts the photo away, looking around as she smiles, "Well, I guess I'll keep an eye out for your roommate, thanks. There's something really important I need to ask Siphon about." With that, she tucks the photo back into her pocket and walks off towards the courtyard, trying to consider what her next move would be.
 
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"No problem. Good hunting then..." Grace says going back to finishing her lunch, not realising the relevance of the term she uses. A short while latter she gets up and heads off for classes. "Hmm, chemistry... Jeez I hope we're not still doing that stuff about oil and hydro carbons..." She mutters leaving the building.
 
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As the bell rings to signal the end of the school day students make their way to the G Building for some much needed food. Isabella is amongst the other students, and as she makes her way through the queue and picks up her food she walks over to an empty table and sits down.

"I really shouldn't have skipped lunch," She says with a sigh as she begins tucking into her food, perhaps with a little more enthusiasm than she'd normally allow herself to.
 
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Leo arrives at the lunch queue as well, groaning as he rubs his neck with his left hand, gathering any and all types of meat he can find. Once his tray was fairly full, he looks over at Isabella's table and decides to socialize. He walks over to her table, but does not sit down "Is this seat reserved?" he asks politely with his usual thick Italian accent.
 
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"Uh...um, no it isn't.." Isabella replies to Leo meekly, wiping a bit of sauce from the corner of her mouth before going back to her food.
 
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"I see." leo says, then sits down at the table, looking over at her and smiling, then taking a bite of meat from his tray and chewing, then swallowing "I cannot help but ask, but what might your name be?"
 
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"It's, uh, Isabella Greenway," She says between mouthfuls of food. Silence passes for a moment before she realises that she should be polite and ask the boy his name. "Uh..what's your name?" She says quietly, then suddenly blushing slightly after realising it probably came out sounding impolite.
 
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"Leo. Leonardo Shevanke, if you are feeling formal." Leo says, taking another mouthful of food and chewing then swallowing, observing the blush on her face "So. Miss Greenway, if I may be so bold to ask, is there any particular reason you were sent to this school?"
 
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"My parent's thought I'd get a better education here," Isabella replies as she pushes her now empty plate to one side and opens up her messenger bag. She pulls out a sketchbook and pencil, opens it up and quickly begins to sketch Leo.
 
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"Tat is a much better reason than my own parents. They believe I need to be more social, and so sent me here." Leo says has he rests his head in his left hand, his left shoulder resting on the table as he observes her sketch him "So you are an artist? Interesting." he says, taking another helping of meat and practically swallowing it whole "I find myself an artist of the landscape. You should see the family mansion back in Italy."
 
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"I'd like to think I am, but I need to improve a bit more," Even though Isabella says this, if Leo were to look at the sketchbook he'd notice that the drawing would seem almost life-like, what would be more amazing would be the small amount of time that it has taken Isabella to get to that stage since starting the picture.
 
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"You don't need to be good at art to be an artist. There's plenty of people proving that in galleries." Grace says without warning, coming out of nowhere to sit beside Isabella, "But I'd pay a lot more for some of those than a dead animal in a fish tank." She says pointing a thumb over to the sketch book, and beginning on her dinner.
 
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Isabella blushes a deep red as Grace comments on her art and sits next to her, the dream still very much on her mind. "Uh..uh, t-thank you," Isabella stammers nervously as she tries desperately to hide her reaction behind her sketchbook as she puts the finishing touches to the picture.
 
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Perhaps lucky for Isabella Grace was looking ahead while she said that and so didn't really notice the blush, giving it at least a few seconds to subside a little. "Heh, I thought you might be tired of hearing people praising your drawings by now." She says taking a glance at the latest work, and then up at the gentleman being sketched and back. "I still find it crazy. I don't know how you do it..." She says matching detail to detail, drawn and real.

"Anyone can paint some squiggles and call it emotion, but not many can actually draw it like that." Grace leans down to her bag and pulls out a folder, finding a space for it on the table. Opening it up she reveals a somewhat abstract painting, depicting the school half at night, and half in bright day light. "Here's my squiggles. This bit was meant to be a person, but it kinda went wrong so they're wearing a long hooded cloak to hide it. Still works, but it's only so abstract because I can't do detailed stuff." She says with a shrug.
 
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"I would show both of you ladies my work, but it's all the way over in Italy." Leo says, smiling as he looks over at Grace "Artistic talent comes in many forms. Some receive the gift of imitation, others the gift of originality, even more the gift of the unknown. But all are art forms, regardless of skill." he says, tilting his head further on his hand
 
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Jackson unlike everyone else in his class left at the bell to get some food. Even the teacher left which left Jack alone in a science room with a need to burn off some energy. Lucky for him the class was melting metals down to see what they looked like in liquid form and a few happened to be magnetite. Jackson having the need to burn off energy and always wondered how well he could control his power. He locked the door and pulled the blind down and keep anyone from looking in.

Jackson sat near the pot in which the teacher melted iron. He put on a face mask and goggles to protect himself should he mess up and placed his two hands at the sides of the pot. Jack breaths deep as he starts to try to use his magnetism power to lift the iron up out of the pot. It took a few tries to slowly lift up the iron up but once he had it in the air he found molding it into any form his wanted right now thanks to it current liquid form. He was able to form the metal in a number of shapes from things as simple as and floating orb to more complex things like a mini iron guitar. He play with the metal like a little kid would with playdo.

"...and here I thought a had no artist like ability." He said to himself as kept playing for a time. He started to place the iron back into the pot problems started to rise. His vision started to blur and he felt light headed. He grabbed on to the side of the table lifted his head to breath in deep. Due to rising his head he didn't notice the golden arcing electric bolts shooting back and forth between his fingers. He a plush shoot out from and he didn't have an idea what might have happened. Then he heared popping and a breaking of glass.

The lights... Shoot in his mind as he tried to get under a desk to cover his head. The glass from the lights rained down across the room and luckily he had saved himself any pain by getting under a desk in time. But from the door he heard the echoing of more and more glass. He couldn't tell how far out the plush went but he had to get out of the area. Once he felt the glass was done raining he hot up from under the desk and grabbed his backpack, tossed off the goggles and face mask and slide his sunglasses on. He needed the sunglasses wore to hide a faint golden glow in his eyes. Jackson exited the room and fins the hallway empty. He heads for the nearest exit and back to his dorm.

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The light in the cafeteria would flicker on and off for a few minutes but nothing else would happen. The cause left unknown to anyone in the cafeteria.
 
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