Superheroes are Normal?
After a quick five-minute walk back to your classroom, and seating yourself back down in your familiar seat, your class had started back up in what seemed to be such a short notice. You sat in your seat for what seemed like hours, and you were right, it’s been two hours of a boring lecture about physics. To put it simply, you felt like you were about to lose your mind just because of how bored you were.
At least, until you felt a light crumpling sound by your feet.
You looked down and saw a wrinkly ball of paper. You reckoned that it was a note, because what else could it possibly be? First, before picking up the small ball of paper, you check to see if the teacher was paying attention. Turns out that he was in the middle of almost dozing off mid-lecture. This was the perfect chance!
You swiftly plucked the paper up from the ground with your pointer and thumb, then, as silently as you could, unraveled the paper to see the writing within.
ꫝꫀꪶꪶꪮ :)
★☆
Wow, that was anticlimactic as hell, but there was never really a signature to it, other than a dark star and a...light star...wait a minute.
You looked back and tried to make eye-contact with the one that you thought threw the note, and wouldn’t you know it, you were met with a pair of dual-colored eyes. It was August, and he seemed pleased that you figured out his puzzle. You thought for a second that it would’ve been bad if Mr. Coffins caught the note and figured out who it was, so it was smart to not put a signature.
You figured that writing notes back and forth would be a good time-burner, so you decided to just go for it. You flipped the previous note over onto its blank side, and started writing.
𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱, 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜’𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗵𝗮!
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
Then you crumpled up the note, and threw in lightly behind you. You then sat back and waited for the cycle to continue, and it did, slowly and steadily
ꪮꫝ, 𝓲 ᭙ꪖ𝓽ᥴꫝꫀᦔ ꪖ ꪑꪮꪜ𝓲ꫀ ꪮꪀᥴꫀ ꪖꪀᦔ 𝓲 𝘴ꪖ᭙ 𝘴ᥴꫝꪮꪮꪶ ᠻ𝘳𝓲ꫀꪀᦔ𝘴 ᦔꪮ 𝓽ꫝꪖ𝓽, 𝘴ꪮ 𝓲 ꪖ𝘴𝘴ꪊꪑꫀᦔ 𝓲𝓽 ᭙ꪖ𝘴 ꪀꪮ𝘳ꪑꪖꪶ, 𝘴ꪮ𝘳𝘳ꪗ 𝓲ᠻ 𝓲𝓽 ᭙ꪖ𝘴 ꪖ ᥇ꪮ𝓽ꫝꫀ𝘳.
★☆
𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆, 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲-𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿!
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
ꪖᧁ𝘳ꫀꫀᦔ, ꪑ𝘳. ᥴꪮᠻᠻ𝓲ꪀ𝘴’𝘴 𝘴ρꫀꪖ𝘬𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓲𝘴 ꪀꪮ𝓽 𝓽ꫝꫀ ᧁ𝘳ꫀꪖ𝓽ꫀ𝘴𝓽...𝓲𝓽’𝘴 ꪶ𝓲𝘬ꫀ ꪶ𝓲𝘴𝓽ꫀꪀ𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓽ꪮ ꪖ ᥇𝘳ꪮ𝘬ꫀꪀ ꪖꪊᦔ𝓲ꪮ 𝘳ꫀᥴꪮ𝘳ᦔꫀ𝘳 𝘴ꪮꪑꫀ𝓽𝓲ꪑꫀ𝘴…ꪖꪶ𝘴ꪮ, 𝓲𝘴 𝓲𝓽 ꪖꪶ𝘳𝓲ᧁꫝ𝓽 𝓲ᠻ 𝓲 ꪖ𝘴𝘬 ꪖ 𝘲ꪊ𝓲ᥴ𝘬 𝘲ꪊꫀ𝘴𝓽𝓲ꪮꪀ?
★☆
𝗛𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗲!
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
᭙ꫝꪖ𝓽? ꪗꪮꪊ ᭙ꪖꪀ𝓽 ꪑꫀ 𝓽ꪮ ꫝ𝓲𝓽 ꪗꪮꪊ? 𝓲 ᦔꪮꪀ’𝓽 ᭙ꪖꪀ𝓽 𝓽ꪮ 𝓽ꫝꪮꪊᧁꫝ…
★☆
𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁, 𝗻𝗼! T̸h̸a̸t̸ n̸o̸t̸ w̸h̸a̸t̸
𝗜𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺 :)
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
ꪮꫝ, 𝓲ꪑ 𝘴ꪮ𝘳𝘳ꪗ 𝓲 ᦔ𝓲ᦔꪀ𝓽 ᧁꫀ𝓽 𝓲𝓽.
𝓲 ᭙ꪖ𝘴 ᭙ꪮꪀᦔꫀ𝘳𝓲ꪀᧁ ᭙ꫝꫀꪀ 𝓽ꫝꫀ 𝓽𝘳ꪖ𝓲ꪀ𝓲ꪀᧁ ρꫀ𝘳𝓲ꪮᦔ ᥴꪮꪑꫀ𝘴 ꪖᠻ𝓽ꫀ𝘳 𝓽ꫝ𝓲𝘴 ᥴꪶꪖ𝘴𝘴, 𝓲ᠻ ꪗꪮꪊ ᥴꪮꪊꪶᦔ ρꪮ𝘴𝘴𝓲᥇ꪶꪗ ᥇ꫀ ꪑꪗ 𝘴ρꪖ𝘳𝓲ꪀᧁ ρꪖ𝘳𝓽ꪀꫀ𝘳. 𝓲 ᦔꪮ ꫝꪖꪜꫀ 𝓽ꪮ ᭙ꪖ𝘳ꪀ ꪗꪮꪊ 𝓽ꫝꪮꪊᧁꫝ, 𝓲ꪑ ꪀꪮ𝓽 ꪖ ꪜꫀ𝘳ꪗ ꫀꪖ𝘴ꪗ ꪮρρꪮꪀꫀꪀ𝓽.
★☆
𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁! 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸.
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
᭙ꫝꪗ 𝓲𝘴 𝓽ꫝꪖ𝓽? ꪖ𝘳ꫀ ꪗꪮꪊ ᠻꫀꫀꪶ𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓲ꪶꪶ?
★☆
𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝘁, 𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗻𝘁.
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
ꪮꫝ, 𝓽ꫝꪖ𝓽’𝘴 ꪖ ᥇𝓲𝓽 𝘴𝓽𝘳ꪖꪀᧁꫀ, ᥇ꪊ𝓽 𝓽ꫝꪖ𝓽’𝘴 ꪮ𝘬.
𝓲 𝓽ꫝ𝓲ꪀ𝘬 𝓲𝓽 ᭙ꪮꪊꪶᦔ ᥇ꫀ ꪀ𝓲ᥴꫀ 𝓲ᠻ 𝓲 ᥴꪮꪊꪶᦔ ꫝꫀꪶρ ꪗꪮꪊ, ꪑꪖꪗ᥇ꫀ ꪗꪮꪊ𝘳 ρꪮ᭙ꫀ𝘳 ꪀꫀꫀᦔ𝘴 𝘴ꪮꪑꫀ ꪑꪮᦔ𝓲ꪜꪖ𝓽𝓲ꪮꪀ? 𝓲 ᥴꪮꪊꪶᦔ 𝓽ꫀꪖᥴꫝ ꪗꪮꪊ ꫀꪜꫀ𝘳ꪗ𝓽ꫝ𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓲 𝘬ꪀꪮ᭙, 𝓽ꫝꫀꪀ ꪑꪖꪗ᥇ꫀ ꪗꪮꪊ𝘳 ρꪮ᭙ꫀ𝘳 ꪑ𝓲ᧁꫝ𝓽 𝘴ꫝꪮ᭙ ꪊρ? 𝓲𝓽’𝘴 ꪖ ꪶ𝓲𝓽𝓽ꪶꫀ 𝘴𝓲ꪶꪶꪗ, ᥇ꪊ𝓽 𝓲 𝓽ꫝ𝓲ꪀ𝘬 𝓲𝓽 ꪑ𝓲ᧁꫝ𝓽 ᭙ꪮ𝘳𝘬.
★☆
𝗪𝗼𝘄, 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆? 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁!
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
After you threw that note back and August read it, the bell had rung, meaning that it was time for training courses. Since it was the first day, there weren't really any training lessons, so it was just freestyle sparing.
You saw August walk up to you from his seat, “I would like to help you, if you don’t mind, so...let’s walk to the training grounds so we can get started.”
You honestly didn’t have the heart to refuse, so you went along with it, even though you kinda expected to end up being bruised all over by the end of this period. Well, only one way to find out I guess...
At least, until you felt a light crumpling sound by your feet.
You looked down and saw a wrinkly ball of paper. You reckoned that it was a note, because what else could it possibly be? First, before picking up the small ball of paper, you check to see if the teacher was paying attention. Turns out that he was in the middle of almost dozing off mid-lecture. This was the perfect chance!
You swiftly plucked the paper up from the ground with your pointer and thumb, then, as silently as you could, unraveled the paper to see the writing within.
ꫝꫀꪶꪶꪮ :)
★☆
Wow, that was anticlimactic as hell, but there was never really a signature to it, other than a dark star and a...light star...wait a minute.
You looked back and tried to make eye-contact with the one that you thought threw the note, and wouldn’t you know it, you were met with a pair of dual-colored eyes. It was August, and he seemed pleased that you figured out his puzzle. You thought for a second that it would’ve been bad if Mr. Coffins caught the note and figured out who it was, so it was smart to not put a signature.
You figured that writing notes back and forth would be a good time-burner, so you decided to just go for it. You flipped the previous note over onto its blank side, and started writing.
𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱, 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜’𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗵𝗮!
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
Then you crumpled up the note, and threw in lightly behind you. You then sat back and waited for the cycle to continue, and it did, slowly and steadily
ꪮꫝ, 𝓲 ᭙ꪖ𝓽ᥴꫝꫀᦔ ꪖ ꪑꪮꪜ𝓲ꫀ ꪮꪀᥴꫀ ꪖꪀᦔ 𝓲 𝘴ꪖ᭙ 𝘴ᥴꫝꪮꪮꪶ ᠻ𝘳𝓲ꫀꪀᦔ𝘴 ᦔꪮ 𝓽ꫝꪖ𝓽, 𝘴ꪮ 𝓲 ꪖ𝘴𝘴ꪊꪑꫀᦔ 𝓲𝓽 ᭙ꪖ𝘴 ꪀꪮ𝘳ꪑꪖꪶ, 𝘴ꪮ𝘳𝘳ꪗ 𝓲ᠻ 𝓲𝓽 ᭙ꪖ𝘴 ꪖ ᥇ꪮ𝓽ꫝꫀ𝘳.
★☆
𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆, 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲-𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿!
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
ꪖᧁ𝘳ꫀꫀᦔ, ꪑ𝘳. ᥴꪮᠻᠻ𝓲ꪀ𝘴’𝘴 𝘴ρꫀꪖ𝘬𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓲𝘴 ꪀꪮ𝓽 𝓽ꫝꫀ ᧁ𝘳ꫀꪖ𝓽ꫀ𝘴𝓽...𝓲𝓽’𝘴 ꪶ𝓲𝘬ꫀ ꪶ𝓲𝘴𝓽ꫀꪀ𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓽ꪮ ꪖ ᥇𝘳ꪮ𝘬ꫀꪀ ꪖꪊᦔ𝓲ꪮ 𝘳ꫀᥴꪮ𝘳ᦔꫀ𝘳 𝘴ꪮꪑꫀ𝓽𝓲ꪑꫀ𝘴…ꪖꪶ𝘴ꪮ, 𝓲𝘴 𝓲𝓽 ꪖꪶ𝘳𝓲ᧁꫝ𝓽 𝓲ᠻ 𝓲 ꪖ𝘴𝘬 ꪖ 𝘲ꪊ𝓲ᥴ𝘬 𝘲ꪊꫀ𝘴𝓽𝓲ꪮꪀ?
★☆
𝗛𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗲!
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
᭙ꫝꪖ𝓽? ꪗꪮꪊ ᭙ꪖꪀ𝓽 ꪑꫀ 𝓽ꪮ ꫝ𝓲𝓽 ꪗꪮꪊ? 𝓲 ᦔꪮꪀ’𝓽 ᭙ꪖꪀ𝓽 𝓽ꪮ 𝓽ꫝꪮꪊᧁꫝ…
★☆
𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁, 𝗻𝗼! T̸h̸a̸t̸ n̸o̸t̸ w̸h̸a̸t̸
𝗜𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗜𝘁’𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺 :)
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
ꪮꫝ, 𝓲ꪑ 𝘴ꪮ𝘳𝘳ꪗ 𝓲 ᦔ𝓲ᦔꪀ𝓽 ᧁꫀ𝓽 𝓲𝓽.
𝓲 ᭙ꪖ𝘴 ᭙ꪮꪀᦔꫀ𝘳𝓲ꪀᧁ ᭙ꫝꫀꪀ 𝓽ꫝꫀ 𝓽𝘳ꪖ𝓲ꪀ𝓲ꪀᧁ ρꫀ𝘳𝓲ꪮᦔ ᥴꪮꪑꫀ𝘴 ꪖᠻ𝓽ꫀ𝘳 𝓽ꫝ𝓲𝘴 ᥴꪶꪖ𝘴𝘴, 𝓲ᠻ ꪗꪮꪊ ᥴꪮꪊꪶᦔ ρꪮ𝘴𝘴𝓲᥇ꪶꪗ ᥇ꫀ ꪑꪗ 𝘴ρꪖ𝘳𝓲ꪀᧁ ρꪖ𝘳𝓽ꪀꫀ𝘳. 𝓲 ᦔꪮ ꫝꪖꪜꫀ 𝓽ꪮ ᭙ꪖ𝘳ꪀ ꪗꪮꪊ 𝓽ꫝꪮꪊᧁꫝ, 𝓲ꪑ ꪀꪮ𝓽 ꪖ ꪜꫀ𝘳ꪗ ꫀꪖ𝘴ꪗ ꪮρρꪮꪀꫀꪀ𝓽.
★☆
𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁! 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸.
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
᭙ꫝꪗ 𝓲𝘴 𝓽ꫝꪖ𝓽? ꪖ𝘳ꫀ ꪗꪮꪊ ᠻꫀꫀꪶ𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓲ꪶꪶ?
★☆
𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝘁, 𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗻𝘁.
𖦹ᴥ︎𖦹
ꪮꫝ, 𝓽ꫝꪖ𝓽’𝘴 ꪖ ᥇𝓲𝓽 𝘴𝓽𝘳ꪖꪀᧁꫀ, ᥇ꪊ𝓽 𝓽ꫝꪖ𝓽’𝘴 ꪮ𝘬.
𝓲 𝓽ꫝ𝓲ꪀ𝘬 𝓲𝓽 ᭙ꪮꪊꪶᦔ ᥇ꫀ ꪀ𝓲ᥴꫀ 𝓲ᠻ 𝓲 ᥴꪮꪊꪶᦔ ꫝꫀꪶρ ꪗꪮꪊ, ꪑꪖꪗ᥇ꫀ ꪗꪮꪊ𝘳 ρꪮ᭙ꫀ𝘳 ꪀꫀꫀᦔ𝘴 𝘴ꪮꪑꫀ ꪑꪮᦔ𝓲ꪜꪖ𝓽𝓲ꪮꪀ? 𝓲 ᥴꪮꪊꪶᦔ 𝓽ꫀꪖᥴꫝ ꪗꪮꪊ ꫀꪜꫀ𝘳ꪗ𝓽ꫝ𝓲ꪀᧁ 𝓲 𝘬ꪀꪮ᭙, 𝓽ꫝꫀꪀ ꪑꪖꪗ᥇ꫀ ꪗꪮꪊ𝘳 ρꪮ᭙ꫀ𝘳 ꪑ𝓲ᧁꫝ𝓽 𝘴ꫝꪮ᭙ ꪊρ? 𝓲𝓽’𝘴 ꪖ ꪶ𝓲𝓽𝓽ꪶꫀ 𝘴𝓲ꪶꪶꪗ, ᥇ꪊ𝓽 𝓲 𝓽ꫝ𝓲ꪀ𝘬 𝓲𝓽 ꪑ𝓲ᧁꫝ𝓽 ᭙ꪮ𝘳𝘬.
★☆
𝗪𝗼𝘄, 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆? 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁!
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After you threw that note back and August read it, the bell had rung, meaning that it was time for training courses. Since it was the first day, there weren't really any training lessons, so it was just freestyle sparing.
You saw August walk up to you from his seat, “I would like to help you, if you don’t mind, so...let’s walk to the training grounds so we can get started.”
You honestly didn’t have the heart to refuse, so you went along with it, even though you kinda expected to end up being bruised all over by the end of this period. Well, only one way to find out I guess...