Chapter 3: Post-Break Icebreakers

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In a cross-legged sitting position, Nyssa kept quiet as everyone else took their places. With only seven people—the five original students, Angelica, and her—it was an intimate circle. The lights too, were dimmed by Angelica to a cozy yellow. “I just want to make it a little more comfortable for a Monday morning, is this alright?” Angelica asked the group. With each person nodding in gratitude, she leaned over and grabbed her laptop. “I’ll just take some light notes as we all talk. I have to keep this class moderately productive after all. Sounds good?” With a chorus of “Sounds great”’s and “Yep”’s coming in from everyone, Angelica began typing as her hands flew across the keyboard. “As for our general plan today, we’ll ease into the morning, take a short break, then I’ll give you all a solid five hours or something to do your daily general education, then we’ll reconvene and decide our plans from there, any questions?” Looking around and seeing everyone staying quiet, Angelica shrugged. “I’ll take that as a no. We usually wouldn’t do this, but let’s just go around introducing ourselves for Nyssa, alright?” Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m With the floor open, an awkward silence fell onto their seven person circle. It wasn’t until a couple seconds later when the blond boy who had an orange streak through his hair from earlier cleared his throat. “Fine, I’ll start. Down to me to save the day as always.” Striking a stylish pose, the boy snapped his fingers. “I’m Ryker! I’m currently nineteen years old. I’m quite the energetic lad if I say so myself.” “Energetic lad?” A different boy with pale-blue hair snorted until he got jabbed in the side by the purple-haired girl. “Sorry, continue.” “Thank you, my kind gentleman,” Ryker wiggled his eyebrows while returning to his seated position. “There’s not much I can say about myself. I come from a pretty normal family. My father is a hero while my mother is a hunter. As for my powers they’re... pretty simple. I have one of the best regenerative factors you’ll ever see. I can come back from pretty much nothing.” Tapping his chin, Ryker grinned before snapping. “Yep that’s about it-” “No way you’re stopping there,” The purple-haired girl snorted as a few sparks traveled down her hair. “We don’t hide things here. Be upfront with Nyssa.” “Nah, it’s me, Titus,” A red-haired boy waved with one hand while giving Albion a pat with his other. “Ah- sorry, my bad,” Electra coughed while glaring at Ryker who was clutching his stomach trying to not laugh. “Shut the hell will you, Ryker? I can’t stand your ugly-ass face.” With Ryker breaking into full on laughter, Titus cleared his throat as Electra pounced on Ryker. “Anyway, ignoring those two... I’m Titus! Eighteen years old. I’m noticing a trend but I also don’t have much to say. I’m from a household of famous fire-users, and, well, you wouldn’t be able to guess it but I also have fire-related powers.” Getting an ‘elaborate’ hand motion from both Electra and Ryker—having both calmed down by now after getting a stern glare from Angelica—Titus sighed. “What else can I even say? Well, Albion and I come from rival households. We’re also practically the same age, so we’re pretty much friendly rivals. I’m older by half a year though, so that’s a win in my book.” With Titus chuckling with a good-natured smile on his face, Nyssa couldn’t help but ask. “Are you an older sibling?” “Oh! Yeah, that’s something,” Titus flashed a pair of finger guns. “Albion is the youngest of four, and I’m the oldest of three, so perhaps that contributes to our difference in demeanors. I think of myself as quite laid back.” “You still never elaborated on your powers.” Albion sighed as Titus leaned back as well. “I... begrudgingly... respect him because he does some straight up magic with his powers.” “They’re not that special,” Titus stretched with a carefree smile. “Okay, they’re kind of hard to explain though. Pretty much, beyond having the normal pyrokinesis power package, I can also do something I like to call fire shaping. It allows me to create constructs of fire. These constructs too sometimes get blessed by the heavens and become pseudo-divine artifacts, which is... well... a little problematic sometimes.” “Pretty much he can also sometimes make very powerful cursed weapons.” Albion finished Titus’s sentence with a grumble. “Very cursed, but very powerful.” “That sounds about right.” Titus scratched the back of his head. “Don’t worry about it too much. Albion, would you like to go?”

Chapter 3: Post-Break Icebreakers

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