[Professor Jay]

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PROFESSOR BLEU JAY

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Professor Jay sat at his desk. Currently, he was scanning through the roster of his class once again, memorizing his students' names to the best of his ability. He sighed silently to himself, they all seemed so young.

Dark eyes wandered to look at a currently unoccupied desk, students were already filing in casually talking or looking through their own scrolls. Class was about to start very soon. He blinked a few times, before focusing on a ghost of a memory. It was springtime. Sunlight shone through the window. He saw a young man sitting at his desk quietly looking over some notes. Suddenly he was then bombarded by a trio of girls.

His teammates. Team RBYN.

“Hey, studying already? Wait… don’t tell me there’s a quiz?!”

“Uh, Bleu… h-how do you do this problem again?”

“Here Yancy, it’s like this. You take ‘x’ and-”

“Oh gee… Good thing you’re the smart one, Blue Bird.”

He paused, sitting up a bit straighter as a rolled around his right shoulder. It felt… a bit sore that day, not an unusual thing to happen ever since his injury so many years ago. It had a tendency to flare up, especially during the winter. Maybe it had another tendency to feel sore when he thought about his old team. If that was the case, then he wouldn’t be surprised if it just constantly bothered him while he was at Haven. And yes, here he was at Haven. It seemed so long since he’d even set foot on the campus. Some things had changed, quite a lot of it hadn’t.

He had changed a lot since back then.

Yancy and Natalia had been gone for years. And then Robin had been lost in the Fall. Haven had been desperate for faculty and now students. It was hard to believe they had come to him. He hadn’t taken up Huntsmen duties in nearly a year when the Academy had reached out to him. He hadn’t kept up with a lot of what the world was going through. It was in that same message he first learned that Robin died too. So that was it, he was the last one of RBYN. RBYN, the winners of the Vytal Festival. RBYN, the team made of Sanctum’s finest. RBYN, was now gone. It was all ancient history.

He said yes to the position. He took up Robin’s former course, Grim Strategies & Self-Defense. But he wasn’t teaching that course today. Today consisted of a general education class, Mathematics. While it was a Huntsmen Academy, students still needed their general education and were expected to still get a full scholarly experience. He waited a few more moments, even a full few minutes after the time class was supposed to begin.

After it seemed like everyone who would be attending his class made it to their seats, Jay would stand up and introduce himself. He tipped his fedora style hat, wearing his usual dark blue suit and professional looking attire. The messiest part about him seemed to be his raven blue hair.

“Welcome to General Mathematics. I’m Professor Jay. And yes, besides this general education course I’ll also be your Grim Self-Defense and Combat Strategies instructor. So we’ll all certainly be seeing each other again there.” He gave a rather casual smile, standing at attention with his hands behind his back. “A little bit about me, I’m an Argus native, I also graduated from Haven quite a few years ago and then Sanctum Academy even more years before that. I used to be an active Huntsmen, but a bad shoulder injury stopped me short in my career. I like coffee, some bad jokes, and I’ve never been a professor before and never really expected to be one. But, as they say, there’s a first time for everything.”

He added a bit of a casual laugh at the end of his words. It was still hard for him to hear most others call him ‘Professor,’ because as he said aloud, he had never believed that he would take up being a teacher. There was a bit of humility to his words as well, given the fact the reason he was here was because of the Fall. It was the reason why all of them were there, it was something he didn’t need to explain but its shadow was still over the room.

He breathed out once. Looking around, he then raised a hand to signal the main viewing screen of the class. “Alright everyone, so for the first day of class, we’re going to have a little quiz!” He waited another moment to receive the inevitable groans or sighs of shock. “Now, don’t worry, this is really just a survey quiz. Many of you come from different backgrounds and schoolings.. And well, some of you not at all… But that’s alright too. We’ve all got to start somewhere! I’m going to show a problem on the main board and then you’ll each of you will have to answer them. We’re going to be covering a wide array of topics with varying levels of difficulty, so it’s alright if you don’t know the answer to every question, just answer to the best of your ability!”

ALong wtih another click, a problem was shown on screen.

x+2y−z=4
2x+y+z=−2
x+2y+z=2

Solve for x, y, and z.

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SPOILER: Click to show

Welcome to General Mathematics! This is going to be a relaxed open class topic with no post order. Students must answer the question and submit their answer electronically via a scroll [smart tablet] synced to the class. Only Haven Academy Students may participate in this thread!

This thread is expected to last roughly 3-4 rounds and characters are free to interact with each other as they answer the questions!

As this is a narrated thread with a Faculty NPC, all participating characters get 20% increase in XP

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[Niraya Platinum]

Niraya Platinum
When snow falls, Nature listens.

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Niraya arrived at class early she didn't get lost like last time. she finds a spot that was kinda off to the side. The class hasn't started yet and the teacher seemed off in dreamland. She pulls out her computer and puts her little robot she was working on next to it. She was typing away trying to improve the code and add various features. She was just obsessed with tinkering away with the little robot.

When the teacher snapped out of it and introduced himself Niraya stopped what she was doing to watch the teacher. at the same time, the drone was running into her arm wanting attention. The teacher was quite young to be a professor at this school. but an injury ended his hunter career. Niraya felt bad for him but didn't say anything. and like any typical teacher day one quiz. it was quite a complex one to answer, but Niraya was up to the challenge.

She types away on her computer slowly plumbing in various numbers. this took a while as she was having difficulty finding the correct answers. All the while the little drone she was working on was getting upset. it drives off the table when Niraya wasn't looking and around the classroom. Eventually, it finds the teacher's desk and leaps onto it. it drives around it a bit just exploring as Niraya worked on the math problem.

Niraya eventually finds the answer about the same time the drone stopped to examine a piece of paper with the answers on them. Niraya wasn't one for cheating but giving how the drone was looking at the paper with the answers on them it was suspicious enough. Niraya plums in her answers into the scroll and sends off the answers before looking for the drone. not seeing it around her she pings the drone causing it to return to Niraya. She spots it leaving the teacher's desk. "oh no."

↺ + HK

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[Flower Fiorella]

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"I try to be understanding because I think that most people are actually quite surprising."

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It was natural for Flower to arrive somewhat early to class. She never was one of the first there, but naturally seemed to claim her own spot by the window without it being contested. She liked being near the back as well, she could see most of the classroom that way. She saw the Professor already at his desk, looking through things at his scroll but then his eyes then lifted from his desk.

He was thinking about something. His eyes were looking to the past.

Flower kept her expression rather blank. She wondered what memories he saw. Maybe it wasn’t her place to wonder. Haven was different than what it was supposed to be. The air of intensity and of desperation filled the whole campus. The Academy tried to mask it, but it was obvious why the wave of new students was there, along with new faculty. The Fall.

Flower hadn’t been directly affected by it. She hadn’t known anyone at Haven. It had made her father concerned for her when she stated that she still wanted to go to the Academy despite the tragedy. She was here now, even if at times she had to question it herself.

The rest of the students filed in. Flower remained relatively silent, recognizing again quite a few, making eye contact and short nods of greeting that would look to her.

Class began shortly after its designated starting time. She noticed that the Professor waited a few moments after, likely letting the latecomers still dash in at the last moment. He introduced himself as Professor Jay. He had a nice smile and a rather stylish fedora. He seemed young to be a Professor, but Flower had thought the same thing of Instructor Shadecloak. He wasn’t a cute faunus though. She noticed that some of the other female students were intrigued by him as well. She could understand, he was considerably handsome and just plain young looking for a teacher.

He was a huntsman, formally. He explained apparent shoulder injury had ended his career. She had noticed him favoring the shoulder just moments earlier. He had never been a teacher before and he hadn’t expected to be. Flower presumed it was the Fall that had given him the opportunity.

He then went on to actually begin the class.

It was a kind of survey quiz. Something to test out the knowledge and ability of each student, garner a general feel for where most of the class was in terms of mathematical skill. Once the first problem was shown on the board, Flower immediately wrote them down in her own notebook. She recalled those types of problems back at Sanctum’s Math courses, a system of equations with three variables. They tended to be difficult and easy to make mistakes in.

She remembered the tricks. Adding two of the equations together to eliminate the third. Solving for another variable with an expression and then substituting it in to find the first variable. It was a logical process, one that Flower could follow.

x = -5/3, y = 7/3, z = -1

It was the answer she made out and submitted. Once done, she looked up from desk to see that the girl near the front, a fox Faunus, seemed... To be playing with her small robot? It was cute. And the fox Faunus girl was also very cute.

wc: 563 || twc: 563

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[Colton Deraine]

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Bravery is believing in yourself, and that's one thing nobody can teach you.

Things had changed a bit from the offer that he had signed a good year ago now.

Diverse class options, they said. Don’t have to take subjects you’re weak in, they said. Flexible scheduling, they said. Well, here he was in the first week of classes in a fucking math class because they had a limited schedule to begin the school year with. He had to take math, they said, because they were sure he could handle it because he spent most of his life in school. So much for freedom of choice, huh? He wasn’t happy about it in the slightest, but it wasn’t like they were going to fail him out even if he did completely awful in the general education class. It made sense to have the class, but Colt just didn’t understand why he needed to be put in there instead of the guys who couldn’t button their shirts and banged their weapons against the chair every time they sat down because they were too dumb to figure out a locker. Ugh.

Their teacher for this course was interesting, largely because there was a good chunk of information out about him on the intranet here in Mistral, not to mention the bits he knew just by accident. He got to the finals of the Mistral Regional Tournament as a student, but it was his future team leader who won the entire thing. Her face was on the mural wall at Sanctum of all the winners, and Colton did research on every single one of them at one point or another. Robin Reddington was one a very short list that won both the regional tournament and the Vytal Festival in their school careers, and the last man standing from that group was standing in front of the classroom.

Reddington was a fantastic teacher by all accounts, and Cressida had specifically mentioned her as a mentor and specifically told him to sign up for her introductory classes. If things hadn’t gone to shit, he’d be in her class this semester. Professor Jay came in to fill the gap his teammate left, just as Colton had come in to fill the gap left by Cressida. For both of their sakes, the Argus native sincerely hoped that Professor Jay was closer to Professor Reddington than Colton was to Cress in terms of raw ability. Shoulder injuries thankfully didn’t impede teaching ability the same way that a lack of talent did – but if they both suffered from the latter then… well, this was going to be a long semester.

The teenager had arrived to class in the back half of the rush, taking his time because he was in absolutely zero rush. His uniform was perfectly cleaned and pressed, with the creases even better than the original condition at this point. A short introduction and an opening day pop quiz elicited a groan from the mouth of the teenager, just great. An opening day test in math class. Great first impression to make on your students, Professor. Absolutely amazing. With his luck, there would be weekly tests too. Fucking hell.

The equation on the board that they were expected to find the answer for was thus:

x+2y−z=4
2x+y+z=−2
x+2y+z=2
Solve for x, y, and z.

Algebra, great. The thing that he had only half-learned how to do a couple of years ago and kind of bullshitted his way through ever since in the rare occasions it was brought up. A strong start, to be sure, but not the worst thing that could have popped up on that board.

Colton wasn’t good at math by any stretch, and it was not a stretch to say he was pretty terrible at it. He would give it a try at least, though, because everything was worth at least one attempt. Starting from the first equation, he started to think about what might fit to create the final number of four. If X was 4, and Y was 2, and Z was 4 it would complete to 4. Great, that was a start.

Second equation plugging in the starting numbers quickly showed that this guess was wrong. 8 + 2 + 4 was not -2. It was 12. That meant that one of the numbers was negative, which was annoying. If X was -4, Y was 2, and Z was 4 it would still equal 4 for the first equation. Great. Going back to the second equation and plugging those in worked out, with the total coming out to -2. The first two equations then looked like this:

-4 + 2(2) +4 = 4
2(-4) + 2 + 4 = -2
X = -4, Y = 2, Z = 4

Plugging that in for the last equation came to the following:

-4 + 2(2) + 4 = 2

That was incorrect, because it came out to 4, not 2. Shit, he was actually pretty close with that one. Oh well, two out of three for the first test wasn’t bad. In classes like this, the objective wasn’t to be the best. It was simply to be in the middle of the pack and be completely and utterly unremarkable. The idiots who couldn’t figure out how to button their shirts would slow down the pace of the class to something that was easy for someone like him who wasn’t great at math but had basic understanding and could do the complete basics – because people who had never been educated anywhere would need to be taught the complete basics.

If that meant that they spent the semester doing addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division that was just fine for Colton. Easy high marks were easy high marks, and if the class was graded on a curve ever the better because the bottom feeders were completely obvious from the get go. He didn’t need to put in a lot of effort to stay significantly ahead of those people, so he could just coast along with little to no issues.

Lucky him.

※ Open Thread ✎ 1005 words ✉ E rank semblance, E ranked martial arts, E ranked durability, E ranked weapon

MADE BY MIZO

[Qiu'li]

[attr="class","popqiu"] ❝May the crimson leaves show me the path I must follow.❞ wc: 557 | twc: 557 Qiu'li

[attr="class","qiutext"] Back home, there was no such thing as a timed schedule. There was when the instructor arrived, and the blurred borders of the time of day that was judged by the position of the sun. By all accounts, Qiu'li had no concept of what time meant, or the number that flashed on the scroll. All he knew was that a blip had appeared with the notification that read "Class time. General Mathematics Class 1." What a convenient device, though he still had little knowledge about it aside from it's touch reactive mechanics. As he wandered about the campus looking for Class 1, he eventually stumbled across it after consulting a nearby directory and some counting of the classroom numbers. It seemed like the hallways were nearly empty and the class had already began with the professor talking to the other students and introducing himself by the time Qiu'li had found the classroom. Having little sense of social awareness or etiquette, Qiu'li simply walked inside the classroom and took a seat in the nearest spot, which happened to be around the back region section towards the far end. Which... required going through people. Trying to move past the set of eyes was difficult enough, but to get through the aisle regions without shifting Longtou was a different issue altogether. If he could, Qiu'li could have finessed his way to the middle row empty seats, but that would probably draw too much attention to himself. Therefore, he opted for the alternative: Scooting his way though. As one might have expected, this ended with various clanging noises, the chorus jangles of Longtou's rings as it smacked against his thigh, the table, the chair, his thigh again, and some poor scrawny Huntress. Wait that was Flower! What a relief to see a familiar face. After some more finessing and glares, he got comfortable as he stared back at the professor who, by some miracle, managed to keep going despite the noise. Though the stares from the other students didn't seem to stop for some reason... Ah, could it be the fact that his uniform was entirely sleeveless now? Urgh- this was a bit awkward, since a few deep scars were peeking from his shoulder region that he hadn't noticed up until now. Regardless, the students eventually returned their focus back towards Professor Jay and paid attention to him whereas Qiu'li was simply mimicking their motions. He quite literally had no prior formal education, therefore the classroom setting was all but foreign to him, especially in subjects such as academic-level mathematics. While he could perform simple calculations, this was beyond his scope of understanding, and before he could even turn to ask Flower a question, she was already well-absorbed in performing the calculation. Urgh... There was another problem that he just realized. Qiu'li didn't have any supplies on him. No writing utensils, no paper, nothing but Longtou and his partially ruined uniform. With nothing to do besides await the time to pass, Qiu'li simply sat in his seat and waited with his elbow propped on the table and his cheek rested against his palm. Due to his exhaustion of finding the classroom combined with the quiet nature of the classroom, it created the perfect storm. Before he was remotely aware of what was going on... Qiu'li had fallen into a slumber. Zzz...

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Fènnù (+Strength +Agility +Projectile Sword Beam) | Rank E
Lóngtóu and Panlong | Rank F
Falling Ashes (Leap) | Rank F
Weapon Proficiency I (Martial Arts) | Rank F
Dance of the Wild Winds II (Acrobatics) | Rank E

[Rosario Rosada]

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「

This mask
I wear
is nothing
but a
Genuine Fake

」

If only you could see.

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Math class?

Math Class?

Just how and why did anyone think that finding the variable for x was in any way helpful to being a huntsmen?

Ros yawned, he was already sitting in the back again. For some reason, he always found himself near the back. It was easier to get away with not paying attention, sitting in the back. Not that teachers really cared anyway. He adjusted the black beanie on his pink hair, using his hands as a headrest as he leaned back. He looked to his side, seeing his odd but usual partner in back, Flower Fiorella, staring off into the distance with her usual blank gaze. Her usual emotionless expression was a mask that Ros hardly knew what was going on behind. It creeped him out for sure, but since the two always found themselves together… he had grown used to seeing it.

Looking ahead, he saw that their Professor also had that same kind of distant gaze. It was easy to tell that his expression wasn’t merely blank, he was remembering something.

Ros knew that kind of gaze far too well. He turned away, not wanting to be reminded of bad memories. He went on with entertaining himself the idea that math class was only necessary as some kind of brain exercise to keep the students from dumbing themselves down. A way to prevent them from becoming full on meatheaded soldiers for the sake of being huntsmen, not that quite a few students weren’t already there.

Once class started, it was the usual kind of exercise. The teacher gave his introduction… Professor Jay. Formally a huntsmen, he was also doing double duty as their Grim Strategies and Combat Teacher. Ros licked his lips, he would be looking forward to that. Jay inherently wasn’t bad to look at either.

But the first day of class and a quiz? Geez, the guy sure knew how to make a bad first impression.

The first question was a doozy. A triple variable equation? Just what was the guy expecting out of these kids? He looked around, seeing quite a few kids struggle with the problem with nothing but blank expressions and flustered faces. Rosario had to let out a silent chuckle, even seeing the great Coltron Deraine struggle with the problem. A few others, however, seemed to be well aware of how to do it. Flower beside him seemed very concentrated solving it. Somehow, he conceded that the girl wouldn’t have troubles in this class, being part robot and all.

Then leaning back, he scribbled a few things on his scroll, yes, Rosario was actually working through the problem. The answers were easy enough to find, it was mostly just there to stump people who didn’t know what the hell they were doing. However, Rosario decided not to be so predictable.

x = 3/5, y = -3/7, z = 1

In a way, they were the right answers, but also utterly wrong. Jay was a smart guy, he’d probably see through it.

Smiling again, Rosario continued humming his mindless tune. Still looking around at others struggle with the problem. He was amazed however, at seeing one particular student just snoozing through. Qiu’li, the straight samurai wannabe himself. Ros leaned forward, using his arm as a prop for his head. With a free hand, he ripped off a piece of notebook paper and rolled it into a ball. Then, aiming carefully he flicked it to hit the kid in the back of the neck. Poor kid was practically an easy target.

Oh what fun this class could be.

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[Professor Jay]

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PROFESSOR BLEU JAY

WC: 775

TWC: 1667

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Just… how did Robin do it?

Jay kept a rather neutral expression on his face, but on the inside, his own reaction was one of confusion and odd puzzlement. Of course, he hadn’t really expected a lot of students to really be able to solve the problem, maybe a few odd ones out but it was just as true that around half of them didn’t have much of a mathematical background.

A few seemed to diligently work away, one in the front, a fox Faunus girl, and then another girl in the back. From the start, for some reason, it was always girls that behaved better in class than the boys. However, he also felt some other girls eyeing him for the sake of being ‘eye candy.’ It was almost as if he could see the hearts in their eyes by himself. He sighed, internally.

He noted on his own scroll keeping track of how many answers had been submitted, they came in within a few minutes of the problem being submitted. Yet he also noticed that some… weren’t being submitted at all. He heard something beside him, turning his head straight to his desk. His body tensed, as if ready to see some Grimm somehow sneak up on him, his middle and ring finger were pressed on the trigger to his gauntlets. But as he turned, he just saw… a little robot.

He breathed out again, confused as to why it was there, yet simply watched it as it rolled away onto another student’s desk, the same fox Faunus girl as before. Well, if the girl thought she was cheating in any way, she’d be disappointed to find out all the man had on his desk was the roster of the class. He kept mostly everything on his scroll, which he currently was holding in his hand. He simply began walking down the aisle, tapping the girl’s desk, he believed her name was Niraya?

“Miss Platinum, I’d encourage you to keep your toys away while class is in session.” It was all he said, and he said it with a smile.

Continuing to make his way down the aisle of desks, he looked over a few student’s answers… realizing that quite a few were wrong. He tipped his fedora at a few students he made eye contact with. It was going to be a long semester.

As he walked, his leg just barely caught something, he didn’t trip or fall, he was able to stop himself before really continuing his step. He looked to his side, to see that it was the student who had come in very late and was quite literally… sleeping on his desk. And he had his weapons still with him? Shouldn’t most students have their weapons stored in their locker? Another odd thing about him was that his uniform literally did not have any sleeves, they were torn off, completely missing. Jay supposed that kids these days had their own… sense of style.

Should he wake him? What would Robin have done? He remembered long ago when Natalia had fallen asleep in class too. Their professor either had been ignorant of the fact or simply chose to ignore it. But it was obvious to any student watching that he had taken notice now. He remembered seeing the young man’s face from the roster, Qiu’li? The kid was from Forever Fall and had no formal schooling before coming to Haven. Perhaps that was what explained a lot about his current behavior. Though Jay was still at a loss of what really to do.

Almost thankfully, one student answers that question for him.

Jay saw the paper ball coming. It was the old huntsman’s natural reflex. He lifted his hand, twisting it just slightly as a small pocket of air behind the sleeping Qiu’li began to glow dark blue. The paper ball hit it, caught it a space of compressed air before falling to the floor. Jay stood straight, his smile never fading as he looking to Rosario with dark blue eyes that held a glare of challenge.

“Let’s let sleeping dogs lie, shall we?”

Adding in a bit of a chuckle, Jay nodded again before turning back to return to the front of the class. Rosario Rosada… in short, a problem child. Jay was well aware of the young man’s file. It was going to be a long semester.

He raised his hand, waving for the screen to show another problem.

“Great job everyone! I’m sure you all put in your best efforts. Now, let’s move on to problem number two!”

Find the values of tan x and sec x.

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Reminder of no post order! However, this thread is now CLOSED. Only participants who posted in the first round may post again!

Round #2 begins!

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[Niraya Platinum]

Niraya Platinum
When snow falls, Nature listens.

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Niraya picks up her drone and looks at it angrily. "You little troublemaker. you don't need to be wandering off." at that moment Niraya hears the teacher. She smiles at the teacher. "I'm sorry about that. it's just a little pet project. I will put it away." She turns the little robot off. afterward, she puts it back in her bag. She hears the teacher heading up the stairs to look over the other students.

Niraya sits there a little bored now that she can't work on her little robot in-between equations. She sighs to herself her tail wagging slowly behind her. She didn't have to wait long as a new problem appeared on the board. "find the values of Tan X and Sec X...ok." She goes back to her computer and begins working through some calculations. first she needed to find the missing info. it was easy. a²+b²=c²she solved that one quickly. for Tan and Sec she needed to devide one side from another which wasn't too hard. her ansers came out to be Sec: 1.083~ and a Tan of :0.416~ not hard math but a decent challange for those who are new.

Once that was done she goes back to being bored. in her boredom she starts to humm a song her mother use to sing. She misses her mother so much. she could feel like someone was watching her but she didn't pay it no mind. ever since she got here she has been getting some rather odd looks. some from the male population of the school, and some from the females. She sits there humming to herself kinda just watching the world go by with nothing of inparticular of intrest to watch.

↺ + HK

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[Qiu'li]

[attr="class","popqiu"] ❝May the crimson leaves show me the path I must follow.❞ wc: 312 | twc: 869 Qiu'li

[attr="class","qiutext"] Seeing as that Qiu'li remained undisturbed, he continued to sleep in the quiet space. However, in relative solidarity in Forever Fall has trained him to be subconsciously aware of his surroundings, lest he be eaten by a Grimm or ambushed by a passing group of bandits. Sensing something was about to hit him, his instinctively woke up, ready to retaliate what was about to hit him with the full, unyielding force of Longtou. He awaited for the moment where he could spring up from his sleeping position to attack the incoming deadly projectile. “Let’s let sleeping dogs lie, shall we?” The professor said before chuckling and walking off towards the center of the classroom. Before he could respond, it seemed like the professor had intervened. He caught whatever was about to hit Qiu'li, thus his heightened awareness had calmed down considerably as a response. What replaced his hostility, however, was a sense of fear and surprise. When did he reach him without noticing his presence? Did he have a teleportation Semblance? Was he too fixated on the incoming threat to notice? Or rather, was this the true strength of a qualified Huntsman instructor? Either way, Qiu'li was both grateful and in awe at the blue hatted instructor. Opening his eye to see what became of the professor, he noticed that he was moving on and displayed another image. This time it was of a... 3 sided shape with various numbers and letters by it with the instruction to 'find the values of tan x and sec y.' Having no idea what it means or what the instruction entailed, he simple closed his eyes again and went back to sleep once more. Yes, the perfect storm of comfort has risen once more, and Qiu'li embraced it as he had fallen into a slumber, except this time his body veered over and onto Flower.

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Fènnù (+Strength +Agility +Projectile Sword Beam) | Rank E
Lóngtóu and Panlong | Rank F
Falling Ashes (Leap) | Rank F
Weapon Proficiency I (Martial Arts) | Rank F
Dance of the Wild Winds II (Acrobatics) | Rank E

[Flower Fiorella]

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"I try to be understanding because I think that most people are actually quite surprising."

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After completing the problem, Flower began observing the others around her. Quite a few remained struggling with the problem, a few others were done and satisfied with their work. The fox girl, Niraya Platinum, seemed one of those who was confident in her reply, but it also seemed her little robot was getting her in trouble with the professor. The girl looked over to Colton Deraine, apparently solving the problem almost confidently. She blinked once as she tilted her head.

His answers were wrong. Or at least, they weren’t like hers at all.

She was going to say something but before she could say anything at all, the Professor was near them in the back of the class. She looked over, seeing that Qiu’li had fallen asleep. Considering his rather brash entrance to the class, she wondered how the young man from Forever Fall could sleep so easily. Jay naturally observed him snoozing away as well. She watched him as she looked over the sleeping Qiu'li, she wondered if he would say anything at all.

But something else happened before he really had a chance.

From behind them, the paper projectile came flying. It was only a moment that spanned a few seconds, but it felt far much longer than that. Flower could almost see the act in slow motion. From behind Qiu'li a mass of space began to glow dark blue, grabbing the paper ball in midair and seemingly holding it in place for a few seconds. Moments later, the ball dropped to the ground.

“Let's let sleeping dogs lie, shall we?"

The professor said his words with a smile, but there seemed to be something else in the former huntsman's dark blue eyes. Flower's own violet orbs turned to where they were looking and to her surprise, they were looking directly to Rosario Rosada. She remembered the pink haired teen from her time at Sanctum. In the shortest summary, a troublemaker and rebel. Flower looked back to the professor who then just as casually headed back to the front of the classroom. It was a simple display of authority, one that almost didn't match the man who so easily gave a smile and a chuckle.

Regardless, it did seem like the whole incident occurred did, in fact, stir Qiu'li to sort of waking up. The Professor already switched the screen to another problem and the raven-haired youth appeared to look at the screen before simply… falling asleep again. This time he seemed to lean his body in such a way he was falling asleep on her. Flower made no movements, keeping rather still as she felt his head lie on her shoulder.

He was breathing rather soundly. Flower considered waking him up as well, but then she simply remembered what the professor had said only moments before. Let sleeping dogs lie. To leave a problem as is, as it really wasn’t causing trouble for anyone else. She supposed the Professor had a point. Her head turned slightly to Rosario, wondering if the young man would try anything else. At least at this point, Jay wouldn’t tolerate much else of his antics.

Flower breathed out and suddenly her shoulder area began to glow with a light lavender aura. Her body began transforming into… fabric, but she limited her transformation only to the area that Qiu’li was sleeping. She was using the material of her own clothes to create a small pillow like area, as she was certain that would be more comfortable than just her shoulder.

The girl turned back to the problem on the board and began solving it. It wasn’t necessarily a hard problem, but it had several steps to it. Finding tan was easy, it was simply the ratio of the opposite side over the adjacent side. Sec was slightly different. First, the girl had to remember was sec was, similar to other main trigonometric triangle ratios, however, it was the inverse of cos. Cos required the ratio of the lengths adjacent side and the hypotenuse. The hypotenuse, however, was not given. It was simple Pythagorean theorem to find that length.

Flower quietly wrote down the answers on her scroll submitting them completely.

tan x = 12/5, sec x = 13/5

Flower looked up again, seeing that Qiu’li wasn’t going to submit his answers considering he was asleep. She concluded that she would tell him about class after it was over, and quite possibly assist him with his classwork. But now, the girl figured that Colton Deraine would have trouble once again. Tapping a few buttons on her scroll, the girl sent over her work and answers to Colton’s own scroll.

She wrote a small note.

You are having trouble. Allow me to assist. (。･д･)ﾉﾞ

It was the least she could do to help out. When she thought about it, she didn't consider Colton a friend, but she still admired him for being a strong candidate for being a huntsmen. Maybe she wanted to help him to get to know him better, their first real encounter at Sanctum's mural wall felt like it had been ages ago. It was natural she was curious, at the same time, she wasn't sure how to proceed with his rather brash and abrasive demeanor. He never really seemed interested in her anyway.

She breathed out again, slightly adjusting her shoulder once again as Qiu'li slept rather soundly. She simply waited for the next problem to be shown.

wc: 907 || twc: 1470

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[Colton Deraine]

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Bravery is believing in yourself, and that's one thing nobody can teach you.

When the new problem showed up on the screen, Colton just stared blankly at it. He wasn’t even sure he had seen a problem like that before in his life if he was being honest with himself. Y was 90 because it was a right triangle, and z was 17 squared because the equation was a and b combined with the squared symbol afterwards. He didn’t know what the hell tan or sec was but X and Z he could maybe do. The sum of all the parts of a triangle was 180 degrees, and since it was a right triangle… that meant that there was only 80 degrees left to work with on the other two sides. They weren’t the same number, either, because the shape was wrong for it to be the same number. Eyeballing it, Z was definitely smaller so would have a smaller value. He didn’t know how to actually figure that out mathematically, so scribbled down a guess. Z could be 30, and X could be 60. Whether they were or were not was irrelevant, so long as there was some form of answer on the page.

When Flower sent her work, complete with the correct answer to his scroll… Colton actually didn’t adjust anything on his official answer sheet. It wasn’t that he doubted it was correct, because he knew it probably was. That didn’t change the fact that he had no idea what the fuck he was looking at, though, so he wasn’t about to submit it. The fact of the matter was that a General Studies class wouldn’t make or break his time at Haven, and even if he got literally everything wrong he at least attempted to solve the problem. Colton didn’t need to excel here, quite frankly, he just had to be not the worst.

Luckily for him, that was easy as hell. Just because he didn’t really react to any of the random bullshit that was happening in the class didn’t mean he didn’t notice. It wasn’t his place to step in or comment, though, not here. The more other people drew negative attention to themselves, the more that Colton would be able to skate by unnoticed. Sleeping Beauty was an absolute fucking bum that may as well have been a random taken from the nearby homeless shelter as far as the Argus native was confirmed, and the fox Faunus in the front was either an egg head or didn’t give a shit – and Colt couldn’t tell which without actually seeing their answers and some more time to get a feel for them.

He was happy to just blend into the surroundings and just chill out, knowing that he wasn’t the worst and likely was in a rather large group of people that got the problems wrong. First, though, he had a message to reply to from Flower. One correct answer this early on that he had no idea how to replicate would do more harm than good, but he appreciated the thought.

No thanks. was the simple text back. There didn’t need to be anything more complicated than that – it got the point across and he wasn’t really concerned with walking on egg shells around Flower. Aside from general things, he didn’t know a damn thing about her and that was a state of affairs he was fine with for the moment. She deserved to be there, she worked her ass off at Sanctum and had a very strong semblance with a lot of potential. He didn’t begrudge her being there at all, quite the contrary, she was an asset to the school and would make a great huntress if she stuck with it and survived long enough to meet that end goal.

None of those good qualities helped with being boring and weird as hell though when it came to social interactions of any type, though, and the one time he tried playing along it was like being interrogated for a suspected murder at a police station or something rather than a normal conversation. If he never had that particular experience again in his entire life, it would be too soon to repeat it. So he was more than fine keeping her at arm’s length for the foreseeable future, because it was just easier for everyone involved that way.

※ TWC: 1727 ✎ 722 words ✉ E rank semblance, E ranked martial arts, E ranked durability, E ranked weapon

MADE BY MIZO

[Rosario Rosada]

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「

This mask
I wear
is nothing
but a
Genuine Fake

」

If only you could see.

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“Heh.”

It was all Ros said in response to what the Professor was had said. His smirk didn’t fade even as those dark blue eyes seem to drill into him. Let sleeping dogs lie huh? Alright, he would play the game for a bit longer.

He leaned back in his chair again as Jay walked away, now already bored with himself as the class continued on like nothing ever happened. Sleeping beauty continued to sleep and even was getting cutesy with robot girl… sleeping on her shoulder. What an odd couple, but Ros supposed that weirdos attracted each other.

The next problem wasn’t even entertaining. Trigonometry? What were they in? Grade school? Ros yawned again, pulling his black beanie down to almost over his eyes. The samurai had a good idea, maybe sleeping through class really was the only way to get through it. Rolling his shoulders, neon yellow eyes continued to freely observe the rest of the class. Quiet. He never really liked the quiet.

He looked to the clock on the wall, miraculously it was already halfway through the period. Thank god, he wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take.

Leaning forward again, Ros scribbled out some numbers on his scroll once again giving the teacher something to have fun with.

tan x = -5/12, sec x = -5/13

Of course, he figured that the robot obsessed Faunus would get it right, she seemed to be that nerdy of a type. And then beside him, there was the actual robot girl in Flower, who probably also wouldn’t have a lot of trouble. In consensus it seemed around half the class was getting the problem and then the other half weren’t.

He looked a bit further ahead and saw that the oh great Colt Magnum once again struggling with the problem. Ros wasn’t worried about him, but it was fun to see his ego struggle with a problem he couldn’t just bulldoze his way through. The kid didn’t have much finesse, but he tended to get a good job done. He was a good huntsmen, anything else the kid had much left to be desired.

Ros liked judging people, out all the ones he saw before him, he only really imagined that Robot Girl, Sparky, the Sleeping Samurai, and Colt Magnum were really any characters of note. He wondered how many of them would die within the next year or so. It was like a filtering process, only the really worthwhile ones actually made it through. He supposed that Haven had already done that with those that it let in, but then again… they had let the likes of him in too.

Let sleeping dogs lie.

Hey Rosalie, why did you want to become a Huntress?

‘Cause I like protecting people. And I wanna protect you Ros! And Gladi and Bella and Mom and Dad and everyone else!

What are you protecting us from?

Big scary monsters! But don’t ever feel scared ‘kay? Cause then they’ll come after you! You’ll never have to feel scared ‘cause I’ll be there to protect you!

Sis.

What?

Stop talking to me like I’m a kid.

But you are!

Looking the past, huh?

He felt someone looking at him. And sure enough, he turned to see violet eyes looking at him. It was only for a moment, and in that moment Ros tore up another piece of paper, making a tiny paper ball to flick at her.

wc: 577 || twc: 1175

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[Professor Jay]

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PROFESSOR BLEU JAY

WC: 549

TWC: 2216

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Jay sighed, internally, outwardly he still maintained a casual smile and facade. He kept asking himself how Robin did it, but it was also just as true that Robin may have never really taught a general education course. Maybe he would have better luck in her actual course, Grim Self-Defense and Combat Strategies.

A majority of the students here he would be seeing again there.

Scrolling through answers he was receiving on his own scroll, the answers were quite varied… some correct, a majority not, and it seemed the previous ones from the first question who knew what they were doing once again responded in the same manner. Those that didn’t… simply did the same.

He never really recalled having much trouble in his own math courses… then again, it was just that everyone else knew it and asked him for help. He wondered why the Academy asked him to fill in as a General Education teacher. It only reminded him how desperate Haven had been since the Fall.

He rolled his right shoulder again, reminding himself to take some painkillers after class.

He looked up, seeing that many were already done. It was about halfway through the period now, he figured he could fit in one more problem before letting out the class a bit early. Kids liked that, he was pretty sure. He’d go over each student’s answers and then see which ones needed help and which ones were well on their own. Sure enough, he already ascertained that the sleeping Qiu’li would need a class update.

He noticed the raven haired samurai… was still sleeping, even after being roused by the previous incident with Rosario. Indeed now, he seemed to have made a comfortable spot on another student’s shoulder. The professor had to blink once, almost confused at seeing that Qiu’li was quite literally resting on something that looked like a pillow, but then realized that it was Flower Fiorella’s own semblance that had morphed that part of her shoulder into such a thing.

The fox faunus in front, Niraya Platinum, had finally put her miniature robot away and seemed to be just fine with solving the problems on her own. If she truly did program her own robots and such, she was a remarkable intellect at such a young age.

He tilted his head once, under the impression that he was being watched. But when he looked over to the certain area of desks, he only saw the same girls from earlier looking at him with very… interested eyes. He tried smiling, tipping his fedora just slightly. He felt like his was encouraging them more than holding them off though.

Ros was at it again.

He saw the paper projectile heading toward Flower, but this time he decided not to take action. Qiu’li had been sleeping, but Flower was well aware of what was happening around her.

Jay cleared his throat, waving on the next problem to appear on the screen.

“Alright! Let’s go one more problem and then I’ll let everyone out a bit early! How’s that for a first day of class, heh.” Jay leaned a bit on his desk, waving his hand to show another problem on the main screen.

Find the slope of the line given the points (5,4) and (1,2)

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Reminder of no post order and that this thread is CLOSED only to those previous participants.

Round #3 begins!

Likely only one more round after this one~

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[Niraya Platinum]

Niraya Platinum
When snow falls, Nature listens.

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Niraya was sitting there bored out of her mind. she didn't seem to be paying attention but when the teacher started talking her ears perked up and turned towards him through her facial expression didn't change much. when he mentioned being let out early she looked at him a little surprised. Once the new problem was on the board she began working on it. "find the line of 5,4 and 1,2...really? such a simple one." She plugs in her calculations and double checks her values before turning in the answer.

Once that was done she goes back to being bored. The class wasn't as quick as she was but the teacher also didn't say exactly how early. he could let them out one minute early and be that guy. She just waits there bored. She starts humming again bobbing her head to a song and her tail wagging in a strange pattern almost rhythmic to whatever she was humming.

OOC: Niraya is humming bad apple.

↺ + HK

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[Flower Fiorella]

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"I try to be understanding because I think that most people are actually quite surprising."

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Flower considered herself rather average.

Not the smartest, nor really that intellectual. She just did what she thought was a logical choice. Her way of thinking was rather plain. It kept itself from getting naturally too complex. Complicated things were just the kind of things she didn't like. She knew what she liked. She knew what she didn't like. There were also many things she also naturally felt neutral about. Neither good, nor necessarily bad.

Qiu'li sleeping soundly on her shoulder was one of the neutral kind of things. When she thought about people falling asleep on one another, her mind naturally wandered to scenes from romance shows. However, normally it was the girl that fell asleep on the boy's shoulder. She supposed that was just how cute couples were. Thinking about it, Qiu'li must have had a lot of trust in her if he was sleeping against her so easily. Violet eyes had to look back down at him. From her angle, she mostly just saw his short dark colored hair. She had seen his face plenty of times before. She knew it wasn't ugly, at times it was even cute. The girl had never told him that, but he never asked and she presumed that most boys wouldn't enjoy being called 'cute’ anyway.

She simple allowed him to continue sleeping there. Quite literally now, letting a sleeping dog lie.

She blinked once. Seeing that she had received a short message from Colton Deraine on her scroll.

She tilted her head.

No thanks.

She looked up, seeing his brown head of hair turned away from her. So, it seemed that the young man was still not allowing her to get close. Well, it wasn't just that but he was wasting a perfectly fine opportunity to gain a correct answer. Maybe he wasn't have that much trouble at all. No, well, he was having trouble yet he was refusing her help. It didn't make much sense in Flower's mind, but she was well aware of Colton Deraine and his illogical ways.

Thinking about it once again, she couldn't help but compare the two boys in her mind. With the Professor's metaphor still fresh in her head, she saw Qiu'li much like a dog. Likely a big one, perhaps even intimidating looking, but like all good dogs actually have a quite friendly and even cute side. Colton was very much more like a cat, making specific, somewhat calculated reactions only to specific things. Cats seem to have that air of arrogance to them as well, which fit the brown haired Argus native far better. His face that was so often beset with an annoyed stare was actually quite cute, like an angry cat.

She liked both cats and dogs. Anything that was cute and fluffy, she liked. It was probably why she thought so many of the Faunus students were cute with their often fluffy animal features.

While she was thinking of comparing the two, she suddenly was aware that she was being targeted by someone. She reacted more out of instinct than anything else. She had her limitations however, thanks to Qiu'li on her shoulder and the fact she was sitting down in the middle of class. She could only reach backwards with her left hand at a rather awkward angle, but it was enough. Her open palm batted against something… a paper ball. The contact lasted only a second. The angle the ball was batted caused it to skid across the floor, trickling down to the front of the room.

She turned her head back, violet eyes catching sight of the perpetrator.

Rosario.

She blinked. A rat.

That's what she saw him as. Rats weren't particularly cute, but she didn't see much attractive about him. Neon yellow eyes looked back to her, satisfied with the few disturbances he had made now. That was the odd thing about Rosario, his attention span was short yet he was still somewhat stubborn. He had his own idea of what a huntsman should be, Flower understood very little about him. She didn't wish to say anything aloud, less she draw more attention to herself. Instead she tapped a small message out on her scroll, sending it to Rosario's own tablet. She saw it though, in the moment that violet eyes met neon yellow orbs.

Your eyes see the past.

It was such a common thing.

She didn't send anything else and instead focused on the next problem the Professor set on the board. It was a rather simple problem actually, likely the simplest of the three he had shown. And thankfully, it seemed it would be the last one since Jay was apparently deciding to let class go early. Looking to her on screen clock, the girl was somewhat surprised to see that it was already over halfway through the period. Continuing to work through the problem, Flower remembered the rise over run rule, the slope of the line was the ratio of the difference between the y coordinates over the difference between the x coordinates.

m = 2

She wrote down her answer and submitted it with confidence. She looked over to Colton, wondering if she should have assisted him again. But apparently he had already decided that he didn't want or need her help. Looking ahead of the class, her eyes followed to where the paper ball had landed. And it turned out it was near the feet of that fox faunus girl, who was casually humming some kind of song. Flower tilted her head, thinking that she had heard that melody somewhere before but she couldn't quite place it.

Nonetheless, with that final problem done, the first math class was nearly over.

wc: 952 || twc: 2422

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