Power Swap: Cold, Hard Embarrassment (open)

[Harmony Muller-Barton]

There seemed to be a lot more yammering going on in the hallways at Hammel. More than usual at least. Not that Harmony really cared. Who wanted to hear about the drama of a bunch of lame goody-two-shoes weirdoes anyway? So like every other day, Harmony did her best to stay out of it. She was too busy with her own stuff.

She had woken up that morning with a pit in her stomach. At first she though it was the crappy cafeteria food, but it was dawning on her that she was a little homesick. Not that she would ever admit it out loud. Ever. Still, she was considering calling up her uncle. Maybe there was a chance he’d wanna hang out. But probably not.

I’ll give him a buzz later…maybe tomorrow. He’ll probably be too busy working, she thought to herself as she walked to her first class. But it’s worth a shot. I guess…

She turned around suddenly when she heard someone calling her name down the hall. Something about her arrival on campus and being carried like a toddler the other day. By some hot knight in shinning armor.

Harmony started to blush even before she could begin to argue. At least it started out as blushing. But instead of her face feeling hot with anger and embarrassment, it almost felt cold. Reaching up her hand to her face, she felt that her skin had gone cold and hard. She dropped her books just as she heard her jacket start to rip.

‘Wha...?” she said with confusion, embarrassment, and fear all rolling into one syllable. She looked around at the faces of her peers, searching for some sort of explanation, before turning to run down the hall. But her legs didn't want to cooperate. They were extremely heavy and reacted slowly, causing her to trip and fall spread-eagle onto the floor. What is wrong with me?

[Kanda Shao]

Unusual things were happening already, and it was only Kanda's first week of teaching. Many of her colleagues were not around and her classes had been oddly empty. There was talk of people losing their powers, or waking up with a different power to the one they had, or even non-powered people gaining some amazing power. All in the space of one night! But then, that was all it really took for most powers to manifest, wasn't it? Still, she hadn't ever heard of healthy people suddenly losing their power for no good reason.

She had, fortunately, woken up to the same old dull pain after using her power to keep the classroom cool the day before. She was sure her students appreciated that but her head certainly didn't. She'd been perfectly capable of cooling her green tea down using her power that morning, so she couldn't have been affected. She couldn't say the same for everyone else she'd met that day; students floating to the ceiling when the day before they were training empathy, teachers experiencing telepathy and being unable to drown the world out. It was, for lack of a better word crazy.

None of the weird happenings prepared her for what happened on her way to the staff lounge, however. Though really, she should have been expecting all manner of ridiculousness. Quite suddenly, a student fell to the ground with a thud, and she found herself almost tripping over the girl.

"Whoa!" was the only thing she managed to vocalise before regaining her balance. Extending a hand to the girl so she could help her up, she raised a brow. "What happened? Are you hurt? You dropped like a lead weight." Okay, so she still had to learn to keep her observations to herself...

((sorry; hope you don't mind me shoving a teacher in here >_> ))

[Harmony Muller-Barton]

((Not at all. Open is open…even teachers are welcomed ))

Harmony shoved away the hand that was extended to her without even glancing up to see whose it belonged to. She figured it was one of the other students’ who had been picking on her and caused this whole mess. Not that she would have accepted help even if she had known whose it was.

“I’m fine,” she grumbled, even though she was anything but fine at the moment. “You callin me fat?” When she finally looked up at who she was addressing, she was a little shocked to see that it was a teacher. Shocked, but not sorry for her tone.

Helping her own self to her feet, she raised a hand to her face, only to feel that it was still cold, hard, and smooth. She gasped when she finally looked at her hand. It was silver. Like…”Metal?”

“Some school…” she said, glaring around at everyone and everything. As far as she was concerned, this place was the root of all her problems.

[Kanda Shao]

She wasn't too shocked when the girl shoved her hand away thanklessly. There was always at least one like this in every year, if not every class. Prideful little spitfires. Kanda knew this because she'd been one of them, and in all likelihood she still was one. Folding her arms and standing back, she sighed. "I think if I meant 'fat' I'd have said 'fat'," she said, eyebrows raised. And if she'd meant fat and said fat she'd likely have been in a lot of trouble.

Watching the girl stand up - impressive, really, what with that silvery armour she seemed to have created for whatever reason - she waited to see if she would be alright. Of course, with the armour she may not have been injured. A relief really, when most of the staff better equipped to deal with this were preoccupied.

"So your power is armoured skin, eh?" she pointed out, looking at the shine on the girl's arm. "Still getting used to it?"

Or, as with many people at the time, her power could have been swapped with someone else's. She began to suspect that was the most likely cause of her confusion, and wondered what had happened in the world to make this sort of thing occur.

[Harmony Muller-Barton]

“Yeah well,” Harmony said, her shock quickly turning into anger. “Whatever.” She turned her hand over in front of her face, trying to figure it all out. She vaguely remembered one of the other students describing some sort of power like this. But that wasn’t her power.

“It wasn’t yesterday,” she replied to the woman, half to herself. It just wasn’t fair. She was finally getting some sort of a handle on the whole teleporting thing, and now this.

“Just what the heck in going on in this stupid school?” she said, looking up at the teacher. After all, it wasn’t until she got her that things went crazy. So it must be something here.


((sorry this is so late...and crappy))

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