NEW BEGINNINGS
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Spring is here and newest crop of students have finally arrived at Crux Academy and Nebulae Institute. Both campuses are abuzz with activity as first years filter in, some confused, others excited and honored to be attending such a prestigious institution. Class assignments would be found on the large bulletin board toward the front of campus, and while some friends may find themselves once again sharing the same class, others will be given the opportunity to nurture new relationships with future friends (or enemies).
Classes for the first day will be short, punctuated by a welcoming ceremony led by each school's respective headmaster and headmistress, as well as an upperclassman that has some significance to the rest of the student body. Students are then permitted to take the rest of the day for themselves, to get acclimated to the campus as well as Galactica, should they so choose. Why not explore the school? Take a trip into the city? Or perhaps get to know your dorm mate, classmates or fellow faculty members? Or perhaps, if you are that sort of person, terrorize the town? The choice is yours.
[[ This post signals the opening of the dressing room! Feel free to use it as a catch-all, or create your own posts should you so desire. Welcome everyone and have fun! ]]
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Date: 2015-11-16 09:45 pm (UTC)[ Alighting like a graceful bird, a girl with too much hair, wearing too much fabric lands beside Ms Marvel. Summoning a flame in her palm, then dismissing it with a flick of her arm (and a flutter of her sleeve), she stares down the fallen monster, addressing it. ] Do prepare yourself.
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Date: 2015-11-16 10:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-11-16 11:08 pm (UTC)[ The young woman is snapped out of her dramatic pose to look over in confusion. And the monster takes this moment to drag its aching body out of the rubble. But slowly. Sloooowly.....while they're distracted... ]
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Date: 2015-11-16 11:18 pm (UTC)[She had seen a lot of excessive costumes before, but Kamala came from the school of thought that tighter was better, or at least form fitting.]
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Date: 2015-11-16 11:25 pm (UTC)[ And that is a deafening roar from the damaged building. Somebody is back up and he is not happy at being tossed around like it's nothing.
The enemy charges! ]
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Date: 2015-11-17 12:20 am (UTC)[And Kamala plants a giant boot in its face, and kicks it back into the building.] Stay down!
I'm Ms Marvel. And you?
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Date: 2015-11-17 03:19 pm (UTC)She overcomes her surprise (and her admiration) in time to remember regal posture for her curtsy. ] My name is Cure Scarlet. Good day.
[ There's introductions. She pulls a violin out of seemingly nowhere (her hair, maybe?) and places it beneath her chin, eyes on the fallen monster. ] Shall we dispatch the enemy together, Ms. Marvel?
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Date: 2015-11-17 03:57 pm (UTC)["Carol" nodded as she cracked her knuckles.] All right, lead on. All my attacks are physical.
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Date: 2015-11-17 08:57 pm (UTC)[ A few bars of music on the violin, and... ] Burn, o flames! Precure Scarlet Spark!
[ Bursts of flame shoot out of her violin bow, arcing towards the monster. Cure Scarlet's appearance isn't the only thing about her that's slightly over-elaborate. ]
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Date: 2015-11-18 12:44 am (UTC)Well... that's that I suppose. Thanks for the assist, I don't think I could have beat it by myself.
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Date: 2015-11-18 01:06 am (UTC)She glances about, making sure there's no one around in need of rescuing. The monsters she's used to dealing with are born from people's dreams. ] You're a Crux student, I presume?
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Date: 2015-11-18 06:12 pm (UTC)[At least, for Kamala, this wasn't her true form and all.] I dunno, I don't feel very magical at all, but I guess what I can do is kind of magic.
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Date: 2015-11-22 02:36 pm (UTC)Good day. [ And with that, she'll turn to take her leave. ]