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Ray walked through the corridors of Trinity Academy. The signature trinity force symbol was on his cape as he walked. He was new to this school, but he was lookig forward to be in a place were he could use his abilities without fear. He looked at his bow, it had a smooth black color with a blue string. Before he knew it, Ray was in his new classroom "Class B... Original, could have had a cooler name"

 

He entered the room and the teached started introducing, not that he cared about her or anyone in here for that matter. "Hello, i'm Ray. A chaos bow/blademan" The teacher looked kind of dissapointed at his rather blunt introduction, so she asked if the students had any questions. A girls hand shot up "What type of girls do you like?" Asked the girl, hoping for hesitation or soel sort of reaction "Big boops, pretty face and an innocent mind" Was his answer. The girls hand fell dumbfounded down at the straight forwardness

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Bobby woke up and rubbed his face, looking at the clock by his bed.

 

'Crap, already time for classes' he thought to himself.

 

Bobby threw on the first t-shirt and pair of jeans he could find, stuffed his brass knuckles and other things into his bag, and scarfed down an energy bar as began to make his way to class.

 

After making his way through the school, Bobby arrived at class A and proceeded to introduce himself.

 

"Hey everyone, I'm Bobby Sanchez. I specialize in brass knuckles and light magic."

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Mary proceeded to Class C, when she entered she was greeted by the teacher "Hello Ms. Mary, please, pick a desk and lay down you weapon." She sat down at the second row from the front. "So, would you like to introduce yourself?" The teacher said. "Sure," she said, standing up again, "Hello, I am Mary Carnation, I wield a scythe and practice fire magic." She says, sitting back down.

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Mackenzie headed towards classroom D, wearing a brown hoodie slouchily. She was new to the school, yet she was already attractinging several stares. She dressed simply to avoid them.

 

She didn't like attention.

 

Mackenzie quietly settled at the back of class D, reading a book as she waited for... Something.

 

"Mackenzie!"

 

Oh, she was taking attendance. She looked up, lightly putting her book down.

 

"Uh, here." She said softly, albeit audible enough for everyone to hear. The teacher looked expectantly at Mazkenzie, raising an eyebrow. She panicked internally. Had she done something wrong?

 

"Introduce yourself and your weapon, you weirdo!" Came a sharp whisper from the other end of the room. The class giggled. Mackenzie scowled internally. Nevertheless, she tried not to make it show.

 

"My name is Mackenzie. Summoner. I- I use a... Knife..."

 

More giggles from the class. From the swords to the axes to the guns her classmates had, her simple knife seemed pale in comparison.

 

Her face red with indignation, she quietly backed down and returned to her reading.

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Whether it was because of his somewhat lackluster introduction, or maybe his simple appearance, Bobby seemed to just blend in. He idly twirled one of his brass knuckles around his finger while the teacher droned on about magic. He was mostly listening, but the teacher's dry voice occasionally made him space off. Bobby couldn't help but feel as though he didn't quite fit in. All these other students had a wide variety of grand weapons, but he was just a boxer with a few shaped rings of brass.

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First day of school and Mackenzie was already recognised as the weird one. Not that she minded, in fact, she preferred if everyone ignored her.

 

She didn't pay attention in class, instead focusing on the fantasy worlds painted in ink that stained the book she held in her hands. She never really needed to pay attention, after all. At most, she studied a little right before the exam, but she would pass anyway.

 

After all, practical work took up half the exam.

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As class let out for lunch, Bobby noticed a sullen girl who was dressed in a way that matched her demeanor in the hall. This girl stood out, and he didn't know what, but something drew him to her. She was in a different class, but he still wanted to meet her.

 

Bobby decided to walk by and talk to her. he went up to the girl and said, "I couldn't help but notice that you have beautiful hair."

 

Bobby wasn't entirely sure why he decided to do this. Maybe he thought he could brighten her up a little.

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It seemed that everyone was staring at Mary, not only because of her shiny dress, but because of her odd weapon. Others had swords, knifes, but she was one of the only ones to have a versatile weapon. 'I admit, I'm liking the attention, but I can't shake the feeling that one is planning an attack based on it...' She thought.


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Mackenzie eyed the boy who approached her from the side. She was unsure of what to do, but kept her guard up nonetheless.

 

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She backed up nervously. She wasn't expecting a compliment. "Thanks... I guess?" She replied unsuredly, inching away.

 

It took every bit of her willpower to prevent herself from screaming at him to go away. She didn't want to cause a scene.

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Bobby put on a friendly smile, and said, "So what's your name? I'm Bobby, Bobby Sanchez. I specialize in brass knuckles and light magic by the way."

 

Bobby was too focused on being amiable and friendly towards Mackenzie and remained oblivious to her distaste of him.

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Mackenzie was becoming increasingly irritated and nervous. She flashed a nervous sole and backed further away, onto a wall.

 

"Um, I'm Mackenzie. Elemental. Class A." She lied. She didn't want to be followed around. He looked like the kind who would wait outside her class.

 

As she back away, she was stopped by a wall.

 

'Shit.' She swore internally.

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"That's funny, I'm in class A too. Weird, I didn't see you in class today at all," said Bobby.

 

He was beginning to have a nagging feeling of suspicion towards Mackenzie in the back of his head, but he ignored it.

 

"So Mackenzie, what kind of weapon do you use?" Bobby asked. He was hoping he was being friendly enough.

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( 4 AM in Denmark. )

 

'Shit' she cursed, eyes darting to look for a way out.

 

"I sat at the back" she explained. "And I don't want to talk about my weapon."

 

As she semi-desperately looked for a way to slip away, she felt a familiar sensation emanating from her weapon. She pushed it down with all her might.

 

'No'

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"Well, I'm kinda proud of mine. My brass knuckles are a bit of a family heirloom, and they've even got my family's name engraved on them. They've got the same golden shine they did as the day they were made. I like to call them 'The Nosebreakers', but it's kind of a dumb nickname. Sorry, I'm rambling a little."

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Mary was walking in the halls when a glare had caught her attention, she looked towards it, gazing at the brass knuckles. The person holding it was talking vividly about it, obviously taking pride. She walked up to him and asked, "So you like your weapon? Seems quite well maintained by the looks of it."


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Bobby turned his attention from Mackenzie and said to Mary, "Yeah. I might end up putting off all my homework, but I always make sure to polish my brass knuckles. Feels like I'd be letting my family down if I let them rust, or even be anything but in top shape."

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Mackenzie was pleasantly surprised at the girl's entry. She could prove to be a useful distraction for her to slip away. Ducking down, Mackenzie inched away from the pair behind Bobby whom had turned to face the newcomer. Hopefully, she wouldn't be noticed by either of them.

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Mary noticed the other walking off, she didn't care, "True, I can sometimes get that way with my weapon as well, but just keeping a weapon in good shape doesn't mean you know how to use it, hope to see you soon." Mary walked off with a backwards wave and made sure he was able to see her scythe.


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Ray walked through the hall. That was the most irrelevant lecture he has ever recieved, but at lease he found out about something called the trinity four. He made it his goal to try and join that council. Ray noticed some guy with brass knuckles and a girl with a scythe. Also he just barely spotted a girl with a brown hoodie trying slip away. He considered being a good guy and use some simple misdirection to help her escape, but decided against it. He merely decided to stand and observe them from a distance

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"Hold on, I didn't even get your name," said Bobby.

 

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Mackenzie walking off, but he put his focus back on Mary.

 

"I'm Bobby Sanchez by the way. I specialize in light magic."

 

Mackenzie seemed to be a bust, but maybe he could hit it off with Mary.

 

(I have to go to bed now. It's midnight where I am)

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Mackenzie heaved a sigh of relief as she successfully escaped the social situation. Her stomach grumbled: she hadn't eaten lunch yet. Cautiously, she peaked Into the cafeteria, cringing at the sight of the mass of people crowding for their food or eating.

 

'Do I really have to mix in there?' She asked herself. The very thought of being stuck in a crowd around so many people made her shiver in disgust.

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Seeing that the conversation ended, Ray decided that now was a good time to get some food. He was however more interested in what would come after lunch. He heard from other conversations that the headmaster will choose 1 from each class to join the trinity four. He was going to get the position, even if it meant cheating. He arrived at the caffeteria, and inwardly cringed at the 80 or so students in the rather small room. "Bloody hell" Muttered Ray and started walking. He was however stopped when he accidentaly walked into a familliar brown hooded girl

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Mary had already walked off, so Bobby decided he might as well go to lunch. He didn't have the best breakfast, and his stomach grumbled with hunger. Bobby walked into the crowded cafeteria, and grabbed some fries and a burger. As he went to sit down, he noticed Mackenzie, but decided against talking to her. Bobby also saw a particularly well dressed student who stood out among everyone else.

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Mackenzie was contemplating skipping lunch altogether when she jumped at the sudden touch from behind her, almost shrieking. Spinning behind her, she hissed at him. "Watch where you're going!" she sharply whispered, again, not wanting to draw much attention to herself. The person who had bumped into her seemed oddly overdressed for a student. she immediately disliked him solely because he drew attention, and would by extension, draw attention to her.

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Because of her sharp movement, her hood went slightly up and he noticed some of her facial features. He ignored her angry whisper and pointed at her face "Cute" Was all he said, as he proceeded towards the place he could pick up food. He pulled out his walled and started counting the amount he needed to buy a muffin. 

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