The Coming Darkness

David heard Kira call his name and tripped, falling straight on his face, even breaking his glasses. "..." He stood up quickly, placing his broken glasses back on his face as some bits fell out. These things were supposed to be near indestructible, what the hell. He brushed himself off and glanced back to Kira, putting a smile on his face and slowly walking over, trying to play it cool. "Oh, hey, I didn't see you guys here. I was wondering where you went. N-Not that I'm trying to keep tabs on you or anything, because that would be creepy. And I can assure you, I am far from creepy. No creepiness here, no ma'am." His face again turned a bit red and he offered a sheepish smile. Wow, way to be smooth, idiot. "A-Anyways what are you guys up to?" he asked, noticing Jacen was there as well, but not speaking to him. He was already speaking to Kira, and it would be rude to start talking to someone else like that.

Eos getting upset at his cigarette made JD smirk a bit. He genteelly removed it from his lips and placed it behind his ear. “Nothing nothing- not that I have a lighter anyway,” he spoke regretfully but tried to hide his dismay behind a soft smile. His sister seemed to be lost in an emotional quandary and JD couldn’t help but to feel a bit responsible that he hadn’t been around to make her feel better about it. Of course at the mention of Voltaire- his eyes scanned left and right for the other bloke but didn’t see the other man. “Hm,” JD sighed out. “Yes that sounds good. I do think there are a many things that we need to discuss.”

At Eos’s prodding about what had happened- JD found himself wondering how far back he should tell his sister, and decided to omit certain details for both their mental comfort. “Silver and I were spending time together on the roof, and then all of a sudden Haimon- you know that cad that injured Silver before- appeared and threatened to kill us. I tried to protect her- ended poorly as you can see- and inevitably she went bloody crazy powerful and killed him. I mean even if it was a him- he sort of just turned into black goo at the end. It was rather odd.” JD remarked tightly. “But I agree lets head to the infirmary you can prod me more there- both physically and mentally. And maybe you can tell me what is wrong.” JD lifted his arm up- winced- and patted his sister on the top of the head.

The infirmary bed was uncomfortable- it really seemed odd for something to be that painfully hard to maneuver in when you were supposed to be healed. Mind you if you were in it- you might not care so much if it was prodding you in all the wrong places. “Let’s get on with this. I want to be able to feel my ripe seventeen again- not like I need a cane and a severe hate for children on my lawn.”

2:30PM.

While it is Sunday, some students can be seen lingering the halls and cafe areas. It's a quiet day for the school, but some staff still work today. As for the dormitory, it's more crowded then usual, most likely due to the students returning from America, needing to unpack their things.

Kenji had been casually resting in a small bed on the windowsill when Sasha knocked on the door. What? He instinctively hid behind the computer monitor, doing some monitoring of his own. Is she really going to wait for Enzo?
He wondered. Poor girl.

Enzo and Enki found themselves enjoying cheap food at the cafe in Sorcerers. While chatting, the two of them caught sight of the Americans. One of them looked familiar. "Hey, isn't that..That one singer..?" Enzo narrowed his eyes to focus in more. Yep. No other students other then Silver had a wacky hairstyle.

"Who?" Enki followed Enzo's gaze over to the woman, rather, the group. He wasn't at the rock show, so he hadn't the slightest clue who those two were. Enzo buried his face into his hands. "I can not believe we brought them too." "Wha-" "Nothing, Enki. It's just that the events America ruined their show, among other things, i'm sure."

Enzo didn't want to confront the two. They didn't seem like nice people to begin with. Nobody was nice to the apparently weak. He stood up after finishing his food, and recycled the tray. He turned around to look across the cafe area. Come to think of it, they were the only two in there, apart from the chief and weekend staff. That's right.. My friends would be out in the town enjoying themselves if I hadn't dragged them into my mess. I've got to apologize to everyone. He made it his goal to do so. His first stop, was to head back to his dorm and think up an apologetic speech to say, and what to do with Maya's death. He walked to Enki. "I'm going back to the dorm." He notified him as he walked out, and avoided the American group.

The only ones who's willing to fight with me is Enki and Sasha. Ah, Sasha! I should go see her. He had secretly hoped to see her on the way back to the dorm, but that didn't happen, and he wasn't about to get himself in trouble trespassing into the girls dorms. He didn't even know which one was hers, exactly. He sighed, going up to his dorm, and walking in. He hadn't noticed his girlfriend laying on his bed, as he went into his bathroom to take a quick shower.

During his scrub up, he noticed how his Sky ring faintly glowed with the 6 other colors. Of course, one was missing. This brought him back to Aries, and how his lifespan was probably shortened a great deal because of his use with the Minus Fire. His forgetting of his past worried him. I wonder if all of this is my fault somehow. He thought as he studied his ring.

He got out of the shower, rapping his pikachu towel around himself and leaving the bathroom to grab clothes. That was when he noticed a body in the bed. It was wrapped up in sheets, so identifying from a distance was near impossible. He got scared, slowly approaching the body, fully ready to ignite his flame to combat whoever this bedroom intruder was, but first, he had to know who it was. He slowly removed some of his blanket off of the head of... SASHA?!

His entire head was probably red, and steaming, too. Why is she here?! How did she get in here?! When did she get here?! Did she see me shower?! Was she spying on me?! Eventually, he calmed down. Better it be her then an enemy. She looked peaceful, and he couldn't help but smile. I wonder if I should wake her up or not... Chances were, she didn't come in to sleep, so he gently shook her to get her to wake up. He tensed up for the highly possible punch to the face.

Again, she felt herself being shaken awake by someone. Now, at this point, it wss pretty obvious that Sasha was not a morning person. She also loved sleep. Blinking one eye groggily open, the female squinted at the blurry figure above her. Who the hell was it, waking her up like that? How rude.

Then, the figure came into focus, and Sasha's eyes widened a little. It was Enzo! Sasha then remembered that she was in Enzo's room, and that she had apparently fallen asleep. How embarrassing.

Sasha quickly sat up, "Ah-" Her eyes found their way to his towel, and the Russian flushed a little, "D...don't get the wrong idea, idiot. I was just waiting here because I was bored, that's all..." It seemed that Sasha would never get rid of her tsundere tendencies.

"No worries, doll." With a long drag of her cigarette she kept her eyes primarily fixed on the male before her. A remark like that would have seemed insincere to some, but even though she spoke few words, it was as if she said something along the lines of 'I would do anything for you'. The only issue was that Harley had no idea how to speak anything but English, leaving her lost in translation most of the time.

It was then Kira pointed out the presence of that David kid in the distance, and as though Kira had some crazy ability that made people throw themselves on the ground with her voice - the four eyed boy came crashing to the ground. Bursting out in a laugh, Harley found herself having to look away from the walking trainwreck that David was.

"Wow, specs over here. Pfftt haha..."

"T-that's fine.." Enzo responded. No matter what she said, it nearly almost meant the opposite. "I actually wanted to see you. One second." He grabbed some clothes out of the closet nearby, and went to change in the bathroom. It only took a minute or two.

Then, in proper clothing, he went back out and sat on the computer chair, which was across from the bed. "Anyway.. It was about... our situation as Guardians." In reality, he wanted to leave all of them at Sorcerers while he handled business with Darkness. Enki and Kenji would have to come, of course, but nobody else needed to put themselves in harms way.

"I just wanted to say sorry for dragging you into this crazy mess with me. You, along with everyone else just wanted to attend the school, and I had to come along with my problems..." He looked down a moment. "Even a normal life is hard to have while this is going on- But I promise i'll fix it! I only want you to be happy."

As Kenji listened in, he couldn't help but feel bad for Enzo. He believed everything was on him, and he would do anything so that others could live their life. That worried Kenji a great deal.

Eos was busying herself, holding an open book out in her hand as she began lighting an array of both red and white candles around the bed JD was laid back in. "Alright, so the white one's should help me promote your spiritual health and enhance all the magic I'm about to do..." As her eyes read on she continued, "And the red one's will help rejuvenate not only your health, but your energy, strength and..." Her eyes widened, "Sexual potency?!" She turned red and smacked her forehead. "Well... eh... anyway..." She closed the book and set it down on the side of the bed, now approaching her brother with a small mint colored stone that was freckled lightly with brown spots. This stone was popular amongst white mages, chrysoprase was known for it's ability to heal wounds easily when combined with spells.

"Just relax~." She spoke sweetly to her brother, placing a small peck on his forehead - releasing that euphoric sense through his body. And as her eyes closed, and her hand hovered over his chest, she focused on her power, imagining the power that flowed through her veins, letting it build up and let itself out through the palm of her hands. Her breaths were slow and steady, her mind calm and collected. The way Eos was in action was a lot different than Eos was otherwise, her healing spells only getting more refined with time. (Considering how often she's had to use them as of late.)

Sasha sighed to herself when Enzo disappeared. Jesus fucking Christ woman, you need to get better at expressing your feelings.

A few minutes later, Enzo came in again. Sasha listened in intent, nodding as Enzo spoke and prattled on about how he was sorry, how he had all these little problems, and how he just wanted to make everyone happy.

Sasha didn't care about that. She'd known Enzo long enough that she knew that the boy would have such concerns like this. Always worrying, always worrying for his friends. He never worried about himself.

She paused for a moment, thinking of how to put what she was about to say, "Idiot. I'm already happy," the girl started, wrapping her arms around Enzo, hugging him, "And I think everyone else is too. It's not all on you, you know. We're a team. But more than that, we're friends. That's...that's what friends are for, you know."

As Enzo listened, he was caught off guard by her hug, still expecting her to break his spine, but the words that followed calmed him. Sasha.. Then, he returned the hug, tightening it. He had a feeling that was the last time he would hug her. The thought of not returning from the Gaze went by. He couldn't afford to think like that.

Eventually, he let her go, but kept her close. "I'm really glad I offered to walk you home that one night, or else you'd be with someone else." A weakling dating the Russian Tiger? Not even Monte could have called that.

Enzo hugged her back, and Sasha let out a soft, happy, sigh. Then, she smiled again, "Heh, d'you really think that I'd want anyone else?" the caramel blonde spoke, chuckling a bit, "Honestly, this whole romance thing is new to me, and if it weren't for you..." She chuckled again, "If it weren't for you, then I wouldn't be here now, would I?"

Kira watched as David tripped out of nowhere. Her eyes widened as she chuckled. "Ouch. Must've hurt." she commented once David got back up. Well, those glasses wouldn't be able to be salvaged. As soon as he neared them, she raised an eyebrow at his rambling. The boy was, amusing as all hell. Giving him a playful smirk, she shrugged. "That in itself is questionable. Saw you change directions but-- Actually was wondering if you knew where everything was. Y'know... As to not get lost. Also want to get to the dorms and find a room.. Do you know?" she asked, giving him a curious look.

"Ch-Change directions? Dunno what you're talking about.." David responded with a nervous laugh, looking at Harley who was cracking up from his face plant. His laughter stopped when she asked if he could help them out. "Oh, the dorms are that way," he stated, pointing the direction that Silver had gone. "Uh, food's that way," he pointed the opposite direction towards the cafe. "Uhh.. What else is there?" He shrugged. "You guys could always watch me train, if you'd ever want to.. I dunno. Do you guys have any sort of fighting experience? Maybe I could show you some stuff! I mean, if you wanted, I dunno, you're probably not into that.." He stuffed his hands into his pocket, shutting himself up with a slight blush still on his face. No, dummy, they don't want to watch you fight. He was still confused about why he felt so nervous. Kira seemed to be fine after the earlier situation, so why wasn't he?

“What are you trying to do there E?” JD questioned as she began reading the descriptions of the candles- and his face contorted quite ponderously. “I don’t need any help getting laid- I do it quite fine thank you very much.”

Everytime his sister broke into her healing spells he always felt like he was being drug through a cult, or a new age druid fad, or some hippie hazing ritual. He realized the importance of it all, but he failed to really comprehend why certain methodologies were chosen. Candles? Stones? Healing texts? All they needed was some smooth jazz, and would feel like some out of place 80s romance scene. JD rolled his eyes slowly as his sister decided to work her actual magic as opposed to smothering him in feminine frou-frou.

“I am relaxed- would feel more relaxed if I didn’t think you were about to break out in Christopher Cross over me.” JD remarked, “and we’re sailing- don’t know where we’re going.” He sang a bit- it was honestly not his best performance, but he was assured it would get the point across.
Yet Eos started working her magic, and immediately he could feel the compounded soreness begin to roll up and out of his body. Bruises lifted, whelps discolored and became flush with his skin, he could even feel his rip snap back into place, and inevitably he was beginning to feel whole again; maybe a bit too whole because the necklace on his chest started burning a bit as she concentrated. “Ah- ow,” JD remarked and brought a hand to it. It was underneath this shirt, and when he tried to peel it away from his tender flesh- nothing happened. Yet the feeling subsided as soon as it began and he attempted to unruffled his feathers as to not indicate anything was wrong to Eos.
“Well I think I am back in one piece- one sexy piece- E. Now you want to join me, and tell me what is wrong.” He patted the spot next to him on the uncomfortable bed.

Already making his way into the bunker, joining Artizle, Montesque appeared to be absent. He had a new goal, an ambition. Try and better himself before he returns to the rest of the Team. He had pretty good idea where he should advance, and how he should do it. Artizle noticed the determination in his eyes and grew curious to his obviously forming plan... And also where he's been. Volitaire already entered the Dark Room, Artizle not far behind. Volitaire had a satchel of tomes at the ready and plopped them onto the floor and activated the simulations. Artizle looked around and finally to Volitaire. "Well... Not even a hello? But welcome back. I take it you're going to train again? Need some help?" Volitaire shook his head and picked up a few tomes and opened them up and laid them down on the floor. "Well, what do you plan on doing for our training?" "I'm going to create my own spell."

"Fighting?" Her attention peeked and her eyes darted to David. "What better way to train than against a living opponent?" Holding her cigarette between her fingers she pointed it in his direction. "Let's do this." The poor guy didn't really have much of an option now that Harley had her mind set on it.

"This could actually be a little fun, I've never been able to use my powers openly before." A grin even managed to slip onto her face as she flicked her cigarette to the ground, nodding for David to lead the way.

Taking note on where the dorms were located, she nodded. Sweet. Now they'd just need a key or, whatever it was they needed to open a room up. His last words caught her by surprise. Oh shoot. He had to mention fighting, didn't he? Sure enough, Harley's voice came up, her tone showing her interest. Kira chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "Looks like you got yourself a sparring partner, David. I don't usually fight. Unless, it's with a weapon. Harley's a better fighter than I am." He had no idea what he got himself into. Unlike herself, who had very basic experience fighting, Harley could give a person a run for their money once she got started. That, combined with being able to use her clones? It was going to be an interesting match. "This'll be fun for me to watch~" First, it was the eating competition, now it's training. She could couldn't wait to see what else the two would be competing against.

David was a bit surprised by Harley's response to the fighting offer. "W-Wait, you have powers? You.. You're not just an average.. Person?..." He looked to Kira, wondering if she had powers, too. Was he the only one around here that didn't have any sort of magical powers? He sighed, letting his head drop and slouching a little. "Alright, but try not to kill me at least, please? I don't really want a repeat of the last time I trained with a magic user..." He turned to walk towards the training room, assuming they would both be following.

Meanwhile, Silver walked back to her room, unlocking the door and going right in, shutting the door behind her. She forgot to lock it, but she didn't really think it would matter too much. She hopped into her bed, not even bothering to change or cover herself with her blanket, and stared at the ceiling, wondering about what sort of crazy thing might happen next.

"No, I've just got a twin sister." She laughed before a copy of Harley manifested itself on the other side of David. Harley momentarily glanced back at Kira and gave her a wink. "No worries, I won't kill ya. I've got 'nuff skeletons in my closet. Besides..." Within an instant, her clone vanished into a thousand glittering purple specs that seemed to form into butterflies and dissipate into the air.

Harley gave a low whisper toward David, "You can impress Kira." As they came upon the training room, Harley walked in - excitement brimming on her face. "Sweet, so we can just get to it then?"

In lieu of recent events, Marcus tried his best to keep himself calm and collected. Some 'quiet time' in his room while unpacking really helped clear his mind, as did the quart of whiskey he was sipping from. Though booze from the bottle was nothing compared to the sweet metallic sting that a flask offered, especially his old one. It was unfortunate that he had lost it in New York, the flask was an heirloom passed down through his family from Father to son for generations. It bore the family crest on the front and the first and middle names of each of it owners as well as the date it was received on the back. Perhaps by some fluke it may turn up in an American pawn shop or antique store some day. But that was highly doubtful.
After filling another older, cheaper and not so priceless flask with booze, he decided R&R time was over. Even with the healing that was administered to him, his body was still kind of weak and fatigued. It would probably prove to be beneficial if he were to get some exercise to help rehabilitate his exhausted muscles. He changed into more comfortable work out clothes including a muscle shirt and track pants. It felt almost unnatural to not have long sleeves covering his arms as it was his typical fashion. But it is was practicality of style when it came to exercise, so he shrugged off his discomfort. He started making his way to the training room, which, from he remembered from his earlier explorations, had a gym off to the side of it complete with weights, treadmills and boxing bags. It was Sunday, so there may be a few students and teachers sparring and practicing their abilities, something he wouldn't mind getting in on. Of course he left his blades at home though. If he did spare, it would be fists and mind pushing only. He approached the training room and swiped his ID card to unlock the door. Upon entering he noticed the eerie emptiness of it, as well as the physical damage to the wall from when he had first arrived to the school. Marcus let out a sigh and made his way to the gymnasium. "No sparing for me today, I guess." He thought to himself, admittedly disappointed.

David jumped a little when he saw the clone behind him, and watched as it vanished not too long after. Of course, David blushed more when Harley mentioned impressing Kira. He gently smacked his cheeks, trying to make it go away. He took out a new pair of glasses, taking off the broken ones and replacing them with the new ones, and threw his bag to the side as they walked to the center of the room. He nodded at her comment and replied. "Yep, whenever you're ready.."

He took a deep breath, pushing up his glasses a bit and closing his eyes for a moment. His face went back to normal, and whatever tension he had in his body left. Waiting for Harley to attack, David cracked his neck a bit and opened his eyes. He seemed to be looking not at Harley, but through her. He didn't really seem to be looking at anything, actually.
It was almost spooky.

She offered an apologetic smile towards David.. He seemed surprise to find out that Harley wasn't 'normal'. Following the two, she watched as the clone disappear. She loved that effect. Always made her want to touch one. "Hardly a closet, m'dear." Once they arrived at the training room, Kira smirked, staying by the side lines with her things. "This is really Nice."Taking a seat against the wall, she propped up a knee and laid her head on top of it, watching the two of them in the center. "Aaaaand, Go." Maybe that's what they needed, the prompt. David's game face was different than his normal one. All seriousness. Maybe they'd get to see some legit skills now. Not that she'd doubted some of them.

"You got it." Pulling her arm back, her eyes stared in David's direction. She wasn't entirely cocky, it was just the idea of a fight always got her blood flowing - her adrenaline rushing. She was addicted to that feeling, one of the reasons why she loved playing on stage for everyone to see.

Her spell began to charge and sparks of static danced around her fist and up her arm. "Let's see if four eyes really are better than two!" With a running start she made her way for David, the ball of electricity growing stronger with every step - ready to force it right into his stomach.

Electricity. He could hear the sparks and static cracking around her arm. He thought about what he was wearing. Any metal? None besides his glasses. That would make things a bit easier. The zipper shouldn't be too much of an issue. If only he wasn't so clumsy without his glasses, he would have taken them off and tried to fight without them. Harley was charging at him, the ball of electricity growing. There's no way he could attack with that on her, so he had to avoid it until it died down somehow. He bent his knees a bit, thinking if he jumped to one side, it would be easy for her to swing around and toss it at him. But to the other, he risks getting hit with it, but it would be harder for her to hit him. He decided to take that route, and rolled himself to that side once she got close, jumping back up and ready to do it again.

Despite the first charge being powerful, even as her glance followed David's movements, the arc of her swing as she moved to throw the ball of electricity she had manifested had been too large and missed without more than a shock. "Damn it!" Unfortunately, due to her short temper and inexperience in battle, she had shotty aim and and was very uncalculated.

And in her fury of missing what she thought would have been a perfect shot she sent out a whirlwind of small, less powerful bolts of lightning through the air - none of which were aimed or calculated but due to the amount had a chance to possibly hit him. "Stay still!"

"...." David stood there and watched as she flipped out, sending tons of little lightning bolts into the air. He dodged one or two quite easily, and was a bit disappointed. "This is all you got? Here I thought I'd be risking my life against another magic user." He sighed and glanced back to Kira who was still watching. He smiled and waved at her a little before turning back to Harley. I guess I can attack her then? But I don't wanna hurt her. Oh, I could hit her pressure points! He looked at the way she was moving and walked over to her, still dodging whatever bolts might have hit him. He hesitantly put his hands on both her shoulders, pressing in on a point that would make her arm go limp for a while. Of course he knew how to undo it, but she would have to be nice if she wanted him to.

The training room was a large, gloomy, forest. There are occasional wildlife and hunters in desperation for a kill to get his or her meal. The training simulation was to test if his idea would work. "If I want to create a spell, I'd need a catalyst so I can at least have an idea what the spell can do, and a way to cast it..." Artizle was a little uncomfortable in the simulation Volitaire chose. He never liked Volitaire's doom n' gloom personality. He overheard Volitaire thinking out loud and placed his hands on his hips. "Voli-boy. A new spell? I don't doubt you, but how will you do that?" "Like I said. I need a catalyst. There would be no point in trying to create a new "element", so I'm going to blend two I already have." Artizle rose his eyesbrow. Blending two Schools of Magic into one? It hasn't been tried, it's usually thought that blending two Schools would just bring the destruction of the caster. "What do you plan on blending?" Volitaire picked his Grandfathers Tome on Spatial Magic. "My Spatial, and Dark Magic." Artizle's eyelids jerked in surprise. He was sure that would be dangerous to even try. But with Volitaire sounding so sure and relaxed about it he felt he could possibly do it. "You're so biz-casual about this. I'll leave you to it, just... Don't hurt yourself." "Artizle. Count how many injuries I make per week of training or fighting. I can't make any promises." Artizle grunted and pinched the bridge of his nose, leaving the Dark Room. Volitaire charged Spatial Magic in his right hand, and Dark in his left. He let the Dark Magics slither around the Spatial Distortion orbiting around his hand, he slowly let the Darkness join with the Distortion. It didn't react violently, yet. The Dark energies flowed around the gravity of the distortion, attempting to keep focus on both Magics. He pointed his hand at the treeline in front of him. "Okay... Try to focus, both at once, you can do it..." He let the Magic loose, and a vortex of distortion with a black beam guiding it shot forward, the knock-back was strong enough to push Volitaire to the ground, the shot completely rendered the trees and any other object to dust, being carried away by the rising field of distortion. "That... Sorta worked? Ow... I need a way for the Magic to remain under control. Felt like I fired a shotgun for the first time." He rubbed his tailbone and worked himself back to his feet. "Still... That was dangerous." A clean cut ditch was made where the beam made contact. It was like he shaved some of the foliage of the forest completely away.

Her left eye twitched involuntarily, as she felt herself getting more and more pissed off - especially when he took a moment to wave so nonchalantly at Kira. One of the major rules taught around here was to remain as cool and collected in combat as possible, this way your actions and decision making skills would be uncluttered and precise. But growing up in a world of street brawls, she knew nothing more than brute, haphazard force.

Suddenly she was face to face with David, leaving her with a moment of confusion as he gripped her shoulders. In that moment it felt as though she had loss use of her arm, and upon further investigation she realized she indeed couldn't use it anymore. "Hey! What the hell did you do?!" She snarled, casting him another glare before producing a more able bodied copy of herself.

Her copy was on the other side of the room, unhooking the chain that hung from her belt. "I'm not givin' up so easy, Specs!" Running up behind him she jumped in the air and readied the chain to wrap itself around his neck.

"Ow?" Eos finished her spell and pulled her hands back to her sides. "Did I hurt you?" Her eyes curiously looked him over, sensing no traces of existing damage - and decided to roll her eyes at his comment, assuming he was just being a big baby. "Just take it easy for the next few days, okay? You aren't invulnerable and I'm not a miracle worker." Both of these statements she wished were false, but unfortunately they both rang true. They were only mortal.

Taking the invitation to sit, Eos let her head rest on her brothers broad shoulder - her eyes scanning the seemingly empty and quiet infirmary around them. "Something really scary happened..." The way she started out made her seem like such a kid, and beside JD she seemed more like a younger sister than a twin at times like these. "I was in the middle of the street when I felt like I woke up, but couldn't have been asleep because I was walking and I had no idea where I was or how I had gotten there. It scared me, JD!" She turned to her brother, looking at him with worried eyes. "And I feel like you're the only one who can truly understand that feeling of not being in control."

Enzo was flustered a bit. "Ahh, perhaps.." Come to think of it, Sasha hadn't socialized too much with anyone else, apart from Eos. Though he was certain she would find more friends.

"I still need to talk to everyone else." He gave Sasha a quick, shy peck on her forehead before standing up and walking over to the door. He stopped and looked back at her with a smile on his face. "You can come if you'd like."

Then, Enzo left the room, and soon after, the building. He needed to find everyone.

As for Enki, he had been distantly interested in the dual between the American and David. When their battle started, Enki was around the entrance to the training room, and was peeking in.

Oh my. The girl was getting too heated. If Davids dodging didn't enfuriate Harley even more, it was the fact that he actually managed to cause some form of damage. Even so, Harley could just make a clone and continue the fight. Kira looked on, slightly grinning as she was proved right. The difference in skills was obvious. David'd learned his whole life on how to fight. Harley knew street fighting. He wasn't even attacking. It seemed like he didn't even want to truly fight her friend.