Men in suits

[Dungeonmaster]

Chapter 1: Men in suits

A calm cool day at Public high school 774. scenic san diego california, a nice place for vacationers and residents alike. though recently the news about the quiet county has been... disturbing at best. Large movements of government employed individuals, and a brand new facility, only described by the media as "The Institute" has suddenly popped up. of course, the gossip around town points the blame of this heavy government presence on the relatively new super public high school that is in the immediate area. The many questioning people look at the corporal punishment system as a cruel joke, and that hopefully this new government presence on the campus of the strangely violent school is a new answer to the problem. of course the parents just want to breath a sigh of relief and fool themselves into thinking that its a good thing.

on campus you may have noticed men in black suits, professional looking, with dark oakley sunglasses, and emotionless faces. they prowl around like jungle cats, and when students get to close they easily push them out of the way. when students are fighting they only observe, taking out pens and notepads and writing notes before ending any conflict themselves, quite violently of course.

One group in particular stands out though. comprised of five men, unlike the usual pairings of two that you may have seen thus far. this group is different

When kids get too close, they dissapear. When students are fighting, they dissapear. in fact... some kids... have just... dissapeared.

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Today, in the quad the five stand, all spaced out back to back like a pentagram, their emotionless cold faces relaxed and hawklike behind their glasses, scanning the students around them, some going to the bathroom, some skipping class, others on business of their teachers. the five say nothing to each other, but seem to be communicating... somehow. each of them where a black suit, though each have subtle differences in style.

first is an elder looking asian man, he is bald, and has a long fu man shu, his is easily the neatest of all the suits, everything tucked in, by the book, his narrow face matching well with his sharp appearance.

The next, to his left, is a blue haired gentleman, a slightly stretched look to his features, as if he generally makes crazed faces when he isn't staring students down. his blue hair is in a sharp curve in front of his face, as though supermans haircut had been edgier, he also has a blue goatee, his hands stuffed into his pockets, the cuffs on his shirt are unbuttoned.

to his left is a blonde man, his hair short, buzzed in a military style, he is the second neatest only because his tie does not match the rest of his black suit. his tie is instead red.

To his left is a very serene looking gentleman, a smirk playing across his face, and his black hair curly and drifting down the sides of his face. his pointed nose and square jaw give him a model quality, and his is the least neat outfit. shirt untucked, jacket unbuttoned, cuffs unbuttoned and his tie is hung loosely around his neck.

At the top of the star is the obvious leader of their group, suit looking nice and well pressed, though he is missing the seemingly traditional sunglasses, instead his powerful brown eyes burrow into the souls of students who dare look at him, his short cropped brown hair is tustled stylishly, he has a stern expression and a calm demeanor.

Their leader's hand suddenly shifted up, his arm folding in front of him to reveal a nice rolex, he looked at it, almost casually.

"It's time" he said in a gravelly voice. and suddenly the bell rang for lunch, a clear crisp note that cut throughout the schoolyard.

(OOC: Please do not post yet)

[The Horsemen]

Agent Tyrone sat calmly after having announced himself, the rest of the group nodded in calm agreement, he knew what they where all thinking, it was part of being a member of his special team. He walked to his left, breaking formation, to stand next to the asian man. he leaned over, whispering something into the asian man's ear, his brown eyes still scanning his nearby area as he whispered calmly.

Students began pouring into the courtyard out of their classes and into the courtyard. of course some stopped and stared at the five curiously placed men, others just avoided eye contact and kept moving, and some where so preoccupied in what they where doing they simply didn't notice the five sharply dressed men. The asian man nodded, and then Agent Tyrone began walking toward the blue haired man, leaning to whisper something in his ear too when suddenly...

"Hey... ummm, excuse me, I'm new to this school, do you know where the restrooms are?"

Agent tyrone paused for a brief moment before his head snapped toward the little boy who voiced the question. his eyes narrowed, and the boy suddenly began shaking, a tiny squeak of a breath before running away.

"You want I go after him?" the model like black haired man asked in a thick russian accent. Agent tyrone then snapped his head around to look at the blonde. "Agent Calm... you know protocol" Agent Tyrone said calmly, as if talking to a dog. Agent Calm simply nodded, looking back forward.

A chill wind blew down, Agent tyrone tried to formulate his thoughts, and then found them. His face never changed.

Suddenly Agent Calm turned around and walked toward where the boy had run off to, Agent tyrone did not watch him leave, however he did lift his wrist again to look at his rolex. his eyes played over the face of the expensive and elegant watch. it counted for twenty seconds between when Agent Tyrone had last spoken to Agent calm and now, and it counted another forty seconds before Agent Calm walked back around the corner. Agent Tyrone nodded, heading back to his spot at the top of the star, and Agent Calm resuming his spot to his right.

Though no one knew it yet, no one was going to hear from that boy again for a long time.

(POSTING MAY NOW COMMENCE! BEGIN FIRST QUEST!)

[Cain]

Ah, this was totally killing him. Cain sat upon the bench of the courtyard, wearing a white button-up shirt, the sleeves folded up to his elbows and the shirt tucked out of his blue denim jeans. He was wearing a black tank top underneath, more for comfort than for fashion. He was also clad in a pair of black Converse sneakers with white toes. He had his left elbow resting on the table top, his right ankle resting atop his left thigh as he held a folder open in front of him, the folder itself filled with the profiles of the students that had gone missing the past few days.

Cain looked away from the folder for a moment, thinking back on the events of the past few days. Ever since those men in suits came into the scene, a lot of weird shit had been happening in school. As happy as Cain should have been that someone else was keeping the order alongside him, it also worried him that he was completely unaware of who they were. Not even Mr. Durand had spoken to him about it. Cain was confused too. Who were these men in suits? And it seemed, from the testimonials of witnesses, that these missing students were last seen with these men, specifically a unique group of five.

He sighed, closing the folder with his right thumb, leaning back against the edge of the bench table, looking up at the sky. What the hell was happening here? He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to tear through the information that he knew for an answer, or perhaps a clue that would lead him to it. However, his chain of thoughts would get cut off as...

"Cain!"

Cain opened his eyes, his head snapping forward as he looked to his right. A freshman was running towards him, looking quite scared indeed. No, this was not the freshman that Agent Calm had taken care of. This was, instead, the freshman that was supposed to watch over that guy, as instructed by the teacher to help the new people. Cain pushed himself off the edge of the bench, his right leg sliding off his left thigh.

"What's up?"
"Those five men! They're standing at the front of the school! And they already went after one of my classmates!"
"Was he causing trouble?"
"No, it didn't look like it."

Cain furrowed his eyebrows. Well, he guessed that now was his chance to find out just who those men were, right? Cain had a brief glimpse of them in battle and knew that he was probably throwing himself to hell here, but as the School Captain, this was something he had to do, right? He had yet to choose his pillars too. And he kinda regretted doing so. He really needed support now. Well, he did have a few candidates, but Cain did not want to give power to people who did not really deserve it.

Speaking of support... Cain pushed himself off the bench, walking towards the front of the school, as he was sitting more to the side of the large compound, his right hand reaching into his pocket for a moment as he pulled out a phone, sending out a text message.

"Spike? If you're not too busy, could you meet me at the front of the school, at the courtyard? I may need your help."

He would replace his handphone, before taking out then the studded gloves that was entrusted to him as the School Captain. Putting them on, he carried the file still in his hand as he caught sight of the five, taking a deep breathe to calm himself as he approached them, reaching up to make sure that the School Captain badge was still on his right collar. Then, he moved towards the black-haired male; Agent Calm.

Standing at a good distance from him, he would make his presence known.

"Excuse me. I don't know who you are, but I think you've been causing too much trouble in my school and I would like to know what your intention here is."

[Cbega]

Spike was walking just to the other side of the fence to the school so he could smoke just off school grounds. But before he could make it his phone began to vibrate. That was odd. Mostly cause only a few people had his number and no one had used it before.

Buzzzz! Buzzzzzz!!!

Spike reached into his pants pocket and flipped the black razr open. The message was clear and who it was from was someone worthy of help, mostly due to Spikes respect for him, and this could prove helpful to more than just Cain. So he hit reply and began typing.

"Alright, I'll be off to the side signal me if you need me."

Spike made his way to the front of the school and saw the problem. These guys in black where doin some odd things, Spike knew how to do avoidance. Void.... Spike pushed those thoughts to the back of his head so he could focus on finding Cain. Sure enough there he was approaching head on. Good move, they wouldn't expect that. Not to mention he had room to it, which gave him time if things turned bad.

Spike descided off to the side should be alittle closer than he planned initially. So he found a nice spot in the grass to go to a knee so he could pull on his armor and jacket and find his sandwhich. He'd start eating it to keep his shit undercover even if no one else in the school wore clothes like his.

[Kale Armitage]

Those chocolate orbs hadn't caught sight of the black suits until after he had moved his way through the crowd of students which had just emerged from the school. He wasn't very hungry himself, but he knew it was best not to go without eating anything. Of course, he needed a cigarette first. Like most people with problems, that crutch was quite important. Kale had enough anger issues as it was, he didn't need to go without his nicotine.

He took his second drag and it was then that those eyes noticed the group of men not too far away from his current position. He had only looked because he had heard someone call out toward them. Kale didn't know the brown haired male, but it seemed as if he had some kind of authority. It was also apparent that the suits weren't school staff, because the male had said something about this being 'his' school. Were that really the case, he'd know if they were working here, wouldn't he?

Kale had no intentions of saying anything, instead those dark eyes would simply watch. Something deep down inside of him was telling him to pay attention. Maybe it was because he had grown up in such a dangerous place for most of his life and he had gained some kind of sixth sense when it came to danger. The thought that he was underage and smoking in front of the suits hadn't even occured to him. Not that he would have cared anyways, but maybe they would have.

Regardless, he had changed his mind about going for lunch. If something was going to go down here and now, there was no way he was going to miss it. After all, this place hadn't been too exciting so far. Kale wanted to see some action, hell if it got really good he'd have to try and jump in and kick some teeth out. He'd take a third drag, before opening his mouth and letting the smoke roll out of it. And as he watched, he heard a female near by speak to him, and in a rather bitchy tone.

Uhh, can you PLEASE smoke that somewhere else?! It smells sooooo gross!

Kale's head would slowly turn his head in the direction he heard the female speak, and his eyes would settle upon her, and her two female companions. They were all attempting to give him looks of disgust. Kale didn't know how others around this place reacted to such females, but he wasn't like other people. If he didn't want to do something, he wasn't going to do it. And there was no way he felt like moving at this moment.

"Bite me. It's a free country, bitch. I do what I want.."

Kale would give a small chuckle of his own under his breath. He could hear even more bitching sounding out because of what he had just said. He only found it amusing. They were just lucky he wasn't going to snap and slap the bitch out of all three of them. That would surely have gotten him kicked out though, and that wasn't something he was trying to do at this moment. He needed to stay in school, for his uncle's sake. Their high-pitched complaints would continue to sound out as they moved away, muttering about how they should go find their boyfriends. This seventeen year old would shake his head, and take another drag as he once again settled his eyes upon the 5 men and the kid who 'owned' this school.

[Mr. Seran]

An odd contingency of men stepped foot on campus this day. Those broken bits and suites were something Thierry Durand had grown out of at one point or rather he saw fit to be more childish at times. Though he knew why they'd come, this was all part of the plan right? Sitting back in his office he swiveled the chair about taking notice out the back window. Eyes curiously watching in anticipation.

"Ju' want some Coffee Mr. Durand?"

"Yes Nikki, thank you."

He'd smile precariously, the first test was about to begin. Against his better judgment it was the duty of his new pillars. And of course his new student body. He;d see their true colors in the midst of conflict.

*SLUUUUUUUURRRRP*


"Ahhh hot hot hot!"

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No one saw that......

[Ceraphine Davis]

K[/size] was here at the school, like she was supposed to be, though if she had it her way she would be home and in bed with Mischa.

She had woken up this morning with that sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, the one that spoke silently of something about this day being off....strange....uncertain.....

Yet, she had to get to class, she had promised to herself and to Mischa to try and get her life together, and well, this was part of doing so. Yet when she had arrived at the school earlier that day, the feeling did not subside, it instead only began to increase. There was something wrong, and though she could not put her finger on it, she was just happy that Mischa was not here today...The girl having been practically bedridden due to her ability to trip over her own two feet and that she was pregnant..

However, for the better part of the morning things had seemed to be going okay. Oh sure there were the few idiots who just had to hit on her, most of them freshmen and clearly idiots. They just assumed that because she was a small female she must be younger or at least as young as them....

But in the end, that was nothing a few harsh words or a good backhand could not cure....

Finally the bell rang for lunch, and it did not take Kev long to make her way outside....Drawing in a breath of fresh air as she lowered her shades to shield her eyes from the light. They were growing more and more sensitive lately....

But as she finally settled into the feel of the soft air upon her flesh, it struck her that there was something wrong. All around here was a sense of unease....those icy hues scanning the area from behind dark glasses and coming upon the men in black squad....

She did nothing at first, simply moved a bit closer to hear what was being said and noting the appearance of Cain, the new school captain caught her eye...Though she knew other were close by, some of which she knew,others she did not.....

She raised her brow slightly, her bag sliding off of her shoulder and landing on the ground at her feet as she leaned back against the wall of the building...Yeah something was definitely not right...and though the logical part of her knew she should just walk away, the part of her that needed to know what was happening had her rooted in place for now.

Maybe something would finally happen around this place to make it more fun or at the very least exciting. So for now, she watched, and listened.....Though inwardly she was already mentally preparing to fight......Something about this situation just had that feel to it.....

[Zen]

(ooc: For the sake of my post I have the permission to GM Cain just a tad bit. )

Zen sat beside Cain as he poured over the files of students who were missing, no doubt that he was stressed about the matter. She could read it in his eyes..

Dressed in a pair of black workout pants and a white tank top, she remained silent for the mot part, trying not to disturb him as he struggled over what to do. She instead sat there, her own mnd racing over what was going on between them. It was a BIG deal and what not and to be honest she was scared to death.

Then she heard a frustrated sigh coming from his direction and would turn her attention onto him leaning in to rest softly against him as she spoke up softly.

"Baby stop letting it stress you out so much. I am sure that the answer will come soon enough. You will figure it out. "

As he turned to look at her, she offered him a soft and affection smile, trying to reasurre him..Her hand brushing over his and then placing it over her lower abdomen as she sighed softly.

Just then, out of nowhere a freshman came running up, words were spoken and the next thing she knew, Cain was up and walking away. She felt once more a bit lost without him there and worried about what was going on, so she gathered up both of their things and hurried along after him....

As her eyes fell onto the group he was about confront, she took a step toward him. But as if he could feel her even though she was behind him and out of his line of sight, he spoke up.

"Zen, stay back."

His tone almost demanding of her...a show that he did not know what this was all about either...and she knew that he was only seeking to protect her....So she did as he asked..keeping a safe distance away from the whole mess....

[jayden]

Jayden walked out as the bell rang, it didn't seem as though anyone was noticing him, as usual. he didn't know whether this suited him, or whether he hated it. probably mixed feelings of both. which made him curious why people had to feel so strongly about things, why no one was willing to have mixed feelings, and consider both sides of things. like these "dissapearances". who's to say these kids didn't just move? there are THOUSANDS of kids at this school, its not like a few won't move every year or so. and these people in the coats? it was nice... Violence was going down, but it was scary... what was it these men where doing to stop the Violence other than be quite intimidating.

Still jayden went the long way around the Five men in the quad, pulling out a book and sitting beneath a tree to read. he pulled an Ipod headphone out into his left ear and began listening to "the used". it was quite calming to him.

[Uriel]

Uriel glared with a demanding notice. His eyes pulsing with irritation. This was just another thing getting in his way, plans needed to be followed through with and this was a problem that had to be solved and quickly even if that meant to be friendly. Biting his lip coarsely and tapping his foot Uriel stood on the edge. To jump from it would mean he was to give consent and control to another student, give that student the right to call him an ally, but then if he waited... Then he lost every chance he got on finishing his goal. There was no other choice.

In the staunch black suit Uriel finished tapping his feet long enough to cross the courtyard with slow leisure. His arms crossed his chest and a low growl in his throat dissipating the closer he got till it was a low throb.

"Hmmm?"

He tilted a head up towards Cain before looking at the man known as Mr. Calm. His left eye opening with a certain glimmer.

"What is it that you're doing here?"

[Kazuya Hikari]

Kazuya sat on a bench underneath a tree located in the courtyard, a cellphone in his hand. After his class had ended, he had bolted out of the classroom, and pulled out his cellphone, and proceeded out of the building. He took his cellphone out of lock mode and started to watch a movie, his wooden bokken held over his right shoulder. He wasn't looking where he was going, not that he cared, as people who walked by him swerved to avoid him, as he continued on the straight path he was heading. He glanced up occasionally, to make sure he wasn't walking headlong into a tree, and a few times he had to move to the left or the right to avoid an obstacle in his path.

He looked up and around, and saw that he had nearly walked into a tree, yup, he was very into the movie, it was a very interesting movie. He saw a bench nearby underneath a tree that was near one of the school buildings, and he walked over to the bench and continued watching, as the sun shined through the tree branches, casting shadows here and there. People passed by him, but he mostly ignored them, as the black overcoat he wore blew slightly in the wind. Kazuya sat somewhat close to the group of five men, and the School Captain himself, Cain, but he was also far away enough that he pretty much blended in with the surrounding crowd, well, if you call looking like you're part of a yakuza gang instead of a university student blending in.

[Dungeonmaster]

Chapter 2: So who is tough?

The five men stood rock still, calmly assesing things, the wind blew, more students filed out, each with their own lives, their own stories their own desires, their own... blah blah blah, to the agents it was a droll and mundane task they where assigned at the moment, it took zero interest to them, though suddenly a few students emerged they began to take note of...

at the exact same time without a single motion to each other to signal the movement they each pulled out a tiny black notepad, the cheap kind that one could find at staples, each once again matching the outfits of each of the men. All of their eyes where hidden from the fact that they where each shifting around with incredible speed, taking in miniscule details, writing them each down with swift but calm movements, each agents strokes slightly different, each unique in their own way. they already knew how the students thought, and felt about them, but they didn't care...

they didn't need to.

and at their head Agent Tyrone simply clasped his hands behind his back, breathing gently and calmly, his eyes closed as he took everything in, his own hand dabbling notes across the little pad that looked so small in his large hands.

As Agent calm sat writing, suddenly a boy came up to him, an arrogant prick of a boy suddenly asking:

"Excuse me. I don't know who you are, but I think you've been causing too much trouble in my school and I would like to know what your intention here is."

Agent calm looked up, his glasses shining brightly as the sunlight hit them, his ruffled clothing stopping its motions as his hand stopped writing. the other agents continued on as if nothing was wrong.

Agent calm took everything in at once, strangely dressed students, kids complaining about smoking, a worried looking girlfriend, unimportant chidren doing unimportant things, thinking themselves the center of the universe... their own universe anyway.

another boy came up, equally if not moreso unimportant with his dark outfit and demenor.

"What is it that you're doing here?"

what a stupid question...

Agent calm leaned down so his eyes where at cain's level, his hand coming out it mussed up in cain's hair, as though he where a child, a smirk came to agent calm's face.

"Kids these days are so cute" he said softly, his russian accent thick upon every word. standing back up to his full height.

"Boy!" calm declared, pointing his finger at the blonde with the shiny toy eye, his finger only inches in front of uriel's nose, stone still and inhumanly controlled. "Attempting to penetrate someone's mind is QUITE rude! especially when it is not your place, let your captain handle things, it is his job!" he said quite loudly so everyone could easily hear

then he turned to cain, the playful smirk still upon his face. "You, are also quite rude!" he said ceremoniously. "You overstep your boundaries... this is agent Durand's scho-" suddenly he stopped, his eyes widened as if he had been hit very hard, his breathing was completely restricted, and you could see his mouth part ever so slightly as he struggled to take even the softest breath.

"That is enough Agent calm"

The words fell, and everyone around would be able to feel the weight of Agent Tyrone turning his head to look at Agent calm, who could suddenly breath again, and took full advantage of it with gasping breaths.

oh his heel, agent tyrone turned to face the school captain, and the wanna-be school captain. he enjoyed the sight of them, took it all in, the very sight, the smell the sounds of the birds in the trees and the silence of the rest of the quad that could be felt in his every move. his eyes finally opened, they where now a bold maroon color, a smile came to Agent Tyrone's lips.

"School Captain... Cain" Agent Tyrone said calmly, his eyes penetrating into the boy's, a whisper of wind blowing as if moving with his words, a small sample of the atmosphere that surrounded the mysterious Agent. "I would suggest that you keep the students under your charge..." he said with a little nod to uriel "...away from danger of disciplinary action through broken rules, I believe that is your job" he said with a surprising amount of respect.

"I would also suggest that you well leave my agents to their jobs, which is none of your concern" he said, and as he spoke the 3 agents who had been turned the other way all simoultaneously put away their notepads and turned to face the school captain, their black glasses looming, only slightly less intimadating than the cold stare of the maroon eyes that smoldered out of Agent Tyrone's face.

Suddenly they all spoke as one, 5 baritones in exact unison that outsounded any surrounding noise

"And we suggest to all students that you remain upon your normal day to day activity, do not oppose us, do not interrupt us, and most importantly..." they all paused, looking to each other and sharing a little laugh "Do not question our authority" they spoke easily

And with that they all returned to their original positions, pulling out notepads, and continuing their writing.

(OOC: please pm me if you would like to join the Quest after this point)

[Cain]

One by one, other students that Cain had fought with and earned his respect as fighters would appear, though remain oblivious to the School Captain as his main focus was then on the five suited men that stood as still as rocks. One of them, however, one whom Cain recognised from his Mythology class as Uriel, spoke up too, moving up to Cain's left. Far behind them, Cain knew, was where he had left Zen at, in fear of her and her baby's safety. It did not take long for the Agent that Cain had addressed to acknowledge him, as he turned around to face Cain. He leaned down then, reaching Cain's considerably average height of 5'10'', looking into his eyes. And he even had the nerve to ruffle his hair, the School Captain biting down his frustration as he kept his gaze as ferocious as he possibly could.

In his heart, then, he could feel an increasing weight of burden pulling down on him. Cute? This guy was mocking Cain, and yet, for some reason, the School Captain felt himself too burdened to take action. After all, he was still clueless as to who these guys were and who they wanted. At first, the man addressed Uriel, before proceeding to shoot down Cain. Agent Durand? The Headmaster was an Agent? Before the man could continue, however, he was cut off by another man, one whose voice sent chills down Cain's as it had done to Agent' Calm's. The School Captain's emerald hues turned instead to Agent Tyrone, his gaze focusing on the man as he felt that weight only increase.

The man proceeded to give Cain instructions, as if he was of higher authority than Cain was. And Cain figured that out too. However, the ignorant side of him was able to convince himself that they had no solid proof of such, despite the address of Mr. Durand being their equal of sorts. Keep the students away from them? Well, that was closely impossible, for the attention that they were drawing now, students would flock at them like flies to a night light. And with his final words, the other three agents would turn to stare Cain down too, the discomfort of the School Captain only growing then.

"And we suggest to all students that you remain upon your normal day to day activity, do not oppose us, do not interrupt us, and most importantly... Do not question our authority."

Cain lowered his head for a moment. He was overpowered here, and outnumbered too. He knew that they had already proven themselves to be stronger, with just their presence and aura. And whatever intention they had, it seemed that it was beyond Cain's comprehension. In terms of authority too, they were superior, as they claim themselves to be. The thought of stepping down and leaving them alone struck Cain, and it only grew. However, he would turn around then and look at Uriel, then towards Zen. His schoolmates; and his life.

He had vowed to protect them, yes. And when these men appeared, too many students have been getting hurt and disappearing. He took a deep breathe, before turning back to Agent Tyrone. Raising his shoulders as he forced himself to regain his composure, he spoke with a tone of equal determination and confidence as earlier.

"My job as a School Captain too is to watch over the students. I've had enough casualties inflicted from your hands. What your agents are doing has become my concern. As the School Captain of #774, I'm demanding for answers, or your departure from this school. And as for authority..."

Cain let out a soft grin, turning to Uriel for a brief moment, before letting his gaze return to the larger agent.

"We students were never known for following authority. And be warned, despite our daily disputes and conflicts, we are still one student body. And we don't like outsiders."

Yes, he was challenging them. What were they going to do now?

[Kale Armitage]

Kale couldn't help but watch the show that was unfolding before his eyes here. He knew absolutely nothing at all about the men in suits, hell he hadn't even been paying attention enough to see them around the school. But he couldn't shake the feeling that something was up. Something in the air didn't feel quite right. And it only seemed to get odder by the second as these men ended up speaking out in unison. The brown-haired senior would suck in another hit of his cigarette before he'd begin to wander a little closer.

It was only after Cain's little speech that he recognized exactly who it was. He had met the kid a couple days before in the gym. Kale knew him to be a rather excellent figher, and that day he had gained Kale's respect. That was a rare occasion for sure, because Kale barely ever gave anyone the chance to even get it. Another puff from his cigarette would only carry him a little closer toward the five suited pentagram. This student was definitely not one to care for authority, and the suits were giving off far too much of it for his liking.

"Yeah.. Who the hell do these douche bags thing they are? The god damn Blues Brothers?"

His words would trail off and those boots would settle a few feet from one of the suited men, the one that looked as if he might have been in the military with his haircut. Those chocolate hues would glance off toward Cain, and the other unknown student nearby him. If there was going to be some kind of showdown here, Kale was definitely not going to miss out on this action. Not to mention he felt that even though he knew Cain could handle himself, his skill wouldn't be enough to put these guys down alone. He was going to need help.

Kale wasn't usually in the business of giving charity, but today might be different. Besides, this junior always enjoyed a good brawl. What better way to get exercise then here and now? He had the urge to just step forward and try to kick the closest dude's face off, but he wasn't so sure if that was a smart move. He could easily get swarmed by the group. Their presence gave off an odd sensation, one that Kale could only describe as haunting. The last drag of his cigarette would suck the remainder down to the filter before he'd flicked it to land a couple inches in front of the military looking suit.

"I hate when assholes like these go on their power trips.."

[Cbega]

Spike watched as more people arrived, as the agents began writting in their little note pads. Spike gobbled down his pizza sandwhich in a matter of seconds at this point there was no reason to lay low, they where all being watched. So he simply waited for the right moment, when all of them switched position to look at Cain. Spike moved with precise and unflinching movements without question grabbing the power pole from its holder on his back and laying it to the ground. It would glow for a second and extend completely to its four foot length and lay there next to him.

When they turned back it didn't matter to him if they noticed he'd moved, what mattered was the words spoken next. As Spike said, as soon as he got the signal he'd move in. For now he would just watch. There was no reason to do anything else, this hadn't turned violant yet. Like most authority figures when its challanged it will try to make an example to show its power. What had been let slip obviousely wasn't supposed to be known, but now anyone within ear shot of the loud mouthed one knew their affiliation to the headmaster.

~Come on Cain. If you move, most everyone here will too. And it wont be pretty.~