Royston walks thought the Canteen, he is carrying a very long and complicated Sniper rifle. Pointing up-woulds. He walks out the door into the gardens.
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Roystone can do PE if you wish, but it would be a lot of Tie Che and yoga.
In Roysons sim, he's looking down the scope of a very long gun. In his few finder stands a high ranking Empire officer. He's giving a pep talk to a group of men who will in a moment head down into a little town to kill every thing living in it. This is not a sim made up event, this is from Roystons past.
A shot would end his life, Royston calculated the out come just as he had then. Later tonight an entire empire fleet ship yard was to be attacked. They suspected something, this attack on a village was meant to flush out some resistance action. He taking the should would be just what they wanted. He pulled the gun up, down below the troops moved out, the screaming started.
Royston stands back up
"Computer, one 20m Black Ice block, 2km down range please" Looking through the scope he could see the Block come into being Royston snapped up the laser and fired 5 times. 4 of the shots hit. He repeated the action until he as hitting 5 out of 5 every time.
Outside in the hall way the dull thuds and explosions could be heard
Royston stood in Sim room 10 he had picked it by chance.
At this end there was a small pistol, elegantly made with some small red lights. "Computer, what is this pistol?" The voice of the sim rooms computer came back. "A Type LPP 9, Light Plasma Projector. Maximum power per bolt 3.3 gigajoule, 14 second recycle time, Maximum rate of fire 260 rounds per second. Built in AI system. Note, the LPP9 uses epidermal gene analysis to ensure only genofixed individuals can activate it for use. However some Modes can be made available with genofixed gloves. Warning! The LPP9 is designed to irreversibly disable itself if an attempt is made to dismantle or tamper with it, often with harmful results to the ones attempting such" Royston looked at the pistol, "Now how in all that was unfeeling had that got there?"
Royston stopped for a moment holding the pose
Nothing much seemed to be going on at the school, he had been told of the attack and felt that they seem to have it all under control. on his what out he had spotted a student in full empire garb.
That said a lot about the powers behind this place. he looked around at the grounds then headed back into the school
Royston is out in the grounds, on a garden,
Archimedes Iosus: As you stand there talking a man walks behind Arthur, left to right then gone down a hall. You know the face, you relies you where looking at "Royston" one of the most wanted criminals and terrorists in the empire! a man who's face has been plastered on ever barracks wall! every vid screen from your 1st day in training. Top 10 most wanted, who had his death decreased by the emperor himself. Responsible for the deaths of 10,000s empire citizens. It was he they said who was behind the destruction of Ormorin 17 space station, home to the 43 fleet. And There he was just walking past as if nothing was wrong and he was out on a evening .
"I don't know if I can make that many so fast. I'll try and have them all by the end of next week. Two weeks from now." "Then I will wait until then, thank you for your help" Then going incorporeal he walks to the door.
As he exits he says politely in a cold even voice, his back to the room.
"that sounds ideal, and the school will cover the cost as long as it's not to much, time wise, the end of the week sounds good. Number, let us say ten, that should be about right. Please let me know if you need any thing more to get them made and thank you for helping me. I you need me I will be around the school."He bows them turns to leave.
Royston looks at the odd feline at his feet, it's shied hiars hall away from his uniform as if being repelled, he looks back at Tybbalt. Royston dos not seem to pay any heed to board looking Renkai Urmas, yet he seems to be more than aware of his presence and every action he takes. There is a centered-ness to the Profecor every action every word seems focused. It's can seen odd, a point of stillness in a sea of exsatitable sometimes pechalent, emotional children, and stressed hardworking staff. Royston says in that even tone of his.
Royston walks slowly around you stoping in front about 10' away he looks at your work. "That's very nice work"
Royston coughs politely to gain his attention
Royston go's to find tybolt by places his hand on the wall.
Cool cat will do
Seeing Vare going with Sam and the others, he thinks its over kill for him to go as well. "Well all seems well, I will carry on my walk around the school" He bows to all then makes his way out the sim rooms.
Royston moves and follows Sam to Sim room 6 As he passes the other Staff he says simply "Just in case" Then is gone with the group to the sim room.
Stand near motionless
"The Legenda sanctorum professor Vare ?" Royston asks
"I....okay....it's not so scary with the light....just a music room," she said, voice shaking. She stood up, gripping her elbow tightly with one hand to try and minimize the appearance of how much she was trembling. "I...no! No, of course it wasn't intentional! I didn't know I could do that!" she exclaimed, wide-eyed. "If I'd known I could go through walls I would never have stayed locked in that tower all those years! I....is this going to start happening a lot? Umm...yeah....yeah, we should go back," she said with some hesitation, reluctantly taking his hand. Royston nodes then translocates them both back into the Sim room apiring where they had fallined throw the floor. "Miss Jones would be the best one to talk to about your new found power I feel"
EDITED with Lynora Changes Royson comes Dow. From the roof and becomes solid a low blue light shines off him into the space.
He holds out his hand for her to take. To the others he projects
Thanks Lynora will change
Royson comes Dow. From the roof and becomes solid a low blue light shines off him into the space. "please do not panic, I am here to help. You are, from the map the head master showed us new teachers in the schools sub basement. Just above the privet rooms some staff have below us. I would say the warding on their rooms stopped you from falling any deeper. So don't worry you did not fall that far and now if you hold my hand I can take you back up to the Sim room from whence we just let. But wile we go could I ask. Did you intensively become incorporeal?. Because it seems you did not, if that's true and if you wish the staff here can help. So shall we head back to the other?"He holds out his hand for her to take. To the others he projects
Royton walks to where she was,
He becomes incorporeal and sinks into the floor after her. ::"Rena this is Professor Royson can you hear me, I am coming to help you back up to the surface::
As the others talk Royston flouts down.
[i]Just as Miss Jones might be about to do a 'scan' of Rena, suddenly the beautiful, sensual, white-haired girl bulges extremely unattractively, with the popping of bones and the 'schlrotch' of mutating flesh... Professor Royston has listen to Tryko'Sam talk and seemed to be going to reply when Rena starts her change. In a single move he jumps up a normally possible distance to land the ceiling with two odd looking pistols in his hands by his side. They are not pointing at anyone but he looks like he could very quickly correct that. Calm and even he simply says. "Miss Jones, If I am wrong in my actions please feel free to correct me, but I have found caution to be in fact, always the better part of vala" Then with out missing a beat. "Once all this is over Student Tryko'Sam I would be more than willing pay for your meal. When it comes to my manner I know others sometime have problems with me on an emotional level. It is problematic at times so any help with that Student Tryko'Sam would be of great use. I am always looking to lean new things, if we do not then what is the point to existence"
Royston hears this out with out reaction. "I should have given my name Student Tryko'Sam, I apologize for my oversight, It is Professor Royson the new Energy and FireArms Instituter. Also thank you for stating on record your wish's it removes any obligation my part to aid in the way I offered. It is clear you wish not to have your mind tempered with in the way I offered." Royston mods "and your observation that I was some form of 'thought police' was a very astute observation. That function is precisely what I was made to be. Manufactured and imprinted with the skills and powers to be a law enforcement agent in a culture where some thoughts where legislated as criminal. I know in the past when I have told this simple fact to others from different civilizations and societies they have found this knowledge about me... emotive. But the civilization from whence I came deemed this to be normal and right. How ever I have spent quit some time away from my civilization and have lived in numerous societies. In that time I have done what I think you would feel to be truly abhorrent actions. The one I think you fear is inspecting, Altering even Wiping the minds and personality's other. I have done this some where willing, some where unwilling. However In this case, I mealy asked Miss Jones if she would like me to try and block your mind from all emotions for 24 hours. If she had agreed then I would have then sort your consent. She said no, and so have you, that is an end to it. I would say that all the staff seek to do is help when a Student is in trouble, nothing more nothing less. That is all I was trying to do, just as now I am trying to take your mind off your confinement with conversation. Royston stops and waits
::Well, as much as I might, and I sure as heck don't recall it so, be into playful bondage-- want to shut off the body containment? I'm not looking to flee or hurt anyone. I think I'm in the clear and as in control of myself as possible.:: Royston asks in voice. "Miss Jones says you not agree to mind scan done telepathically. But I would like to to place you wish's on record, Student Tryko'Sam if I may. What are your wishs in regraded to a telepathic scan of your cognitive brain functions as offered as a mean to help determine any outside manipulation or influence on them. Would you disallow all such telepathic scans under all circumstances?" He says this in a polite even tone.
"No, that would be inadvisable," she said in response to Royston. "This student dislikes mental contact. He objected to my non-invasive scan for magic. I am quite certain that he would not give his consent for such an invasive procedure as you suggest. It would be highly unethical to subject him to such against his will. A non-invasive scan was already treading in a moral grey area, but as it involved the safety of himself and others I believed it to be essential.." Royston says no more but stands back putting the holy text away where it came from. As Sam talks he seems to take note but keeps still and focused taking in the events.
Royston opens his hand out of a n dimensional space comes what seems to be a religious artifact, a data pad and tome "This is the holy book of unfeeling, if you wish I can use its psionic powers to scan the trapped mans mind and try and block for 24 hours anything that may be influencing his emotions" Royston waits to see what miss Jones says.
Rosy ton looks on as Miss Jones work, perceiving her no-nonsense style of work.
Royston looks on, studying what Miss Jones is doing, he says nothing nor gets in the way.
He pauses for a moment and looks up at the ceiling. "Er... Sim Room, enact an anti-magic field in this room...
Royston gos with them to sim room 6, trying to follow what is going on, he stays with the one called Vare as instructed, out of the way listening to all he can, taking it all in.
The man in the garishly coloured robes turned his un-fixed gaze on the Grammaton Cleric when he speaks. "There is a student who has been enchanted, we are trying to determine the source so that we might end the problem once-and-for-all." Vare says somberly, his eyes glowing slightly blue thanks to the detect spell he had active. Royston nods and surmises the robed man must be a member of staff! taking into a lint his age and actions. "My name is Royston I'm the new fire and energy arms teacher, I hope you don't object to me tagging along. This would be an excellent opportunity for me to observe the safety procedures of the school Professor."He falls in with the group but keeps out of the way wile doing so, only observing.
"There is nothing of note here, magically, that my abilities allow me to perceive, though it is possible that the school's powerful magical aura is interfering. It can be a little overwhelming at times. Still, I have been quite thorough." Vare says as he following Aananda into Tryko'Sam's personal SIM Room - number 3, continuing the likely futile magical scan. Royston the ex policeman now teacher looks up at them seeing some thing may be wrong he gets up, he had been sat reading the Simroom teachers safety book. After ending up here in his fruitless search for a student, now Seeing them pass he says. "Hello you look a bit worried is there a problem I can help with?"
Royson walks outside, The student body was was heading back ready for post lunch classes. The rain was easing off, he activated a shield to keep it off. The review had remained him of this morning and investigating the scribe. Skills not used in an age, those of a detective. He had spent so long being a freedom fighter, terrorist, trouble maker, political refuge and all the rest he had forgotten what it was like to do that for which he had been made. It was good to get use the craft again, but now he would be a teacher on this strange none world at a school full of the most powerful beings he had ever come across. One good thing was his fellow staff, they seem to have a good repore with each others and seemed dedicated and highly knowledgeable and subjects he could do will with leaning more about. The discipline of the students seemed good, that would help. He had trained troops willing but ill discipline in a number of wars and conflicts and it was troublesome. He looked around just seeing the view and all he could see.
Royston after talking to some students gos looking for Tybalt the ice cat.
Royston walks the halls of the school, looking around at the stranger sights on offer.
::"I did notice the lack of capacity to eat, I use psionic energy conversion for true sustenance and to keep myself at optimum performance, but I find eating and drinking helps me blend in when it's needed"::
::"No Zix I am fully self sustaining, however for politeness when asked I will eat and drink, but thank you for asking and I think you for the information about the time I have left for my walk":: He says with out stoping on his way to the door. And this time he only talks to you.
Royston nods
He gets up and heads for the door out into the school
Royston is still talking to the others with his back to her, never the less sees her as he dos most things right now, his combat mental array being fully activated after he's meetings with the telepathic Zix and the Psionicly charged Nix, He notes she seems like a medic of some kind having been around combat troops many times before and in need of sleep also a well seen look, but in a school? How must they teach here for a Medic to look so over worked.
Roystons 1st day on the job, has no idea how things are done here really just a short chat with the head master, try not to kill any students or locals kind of thing, a welcome to the collage teachers book 90% donts, so he's , just trying to work it all out.
"It is a subject I know very little about Professor Genosuke but again I would be I targeted to hear more"
"Yes I am the Psionics Professor. I specialize in telekinetics. I also have an assistant who specializes in the telepathic skills. Welcome to Avalon. Grammaton Cleric? I am unfamiliar with this title. Is there a form of address that you are more comfortable with?" "It was a designation I was given in a City long ago lost. A rank in my order such as monk or master, but here, its seems unfitting, Professor seems the appropriate term even if I have no formal academic qualifications. However Professor of firearms sounds odd, I think Instructor would be a better title to use, one who instructs and trains others in the safe handling and use of ranged fire and energy arms" He smiles "I know of telekinetics and telepathic disciplines, others in my order where imprinted and skilled in such things, I would like the opportunity to lean more about them if you don't mind."
Royston Stands and looks at the new comer, and feels the weak Psionic field buff up against his permanently active defenses, others become active analyzing and assessing, blocking shifting, seeing the analyzing as new from's and gust forms and Patton's shimmer and shift, there is nothing unusable about this all Grammatiosn's Clerics are trained thus. The others there see no change in Royson, hes looks evenly at the new comer and smiles. "yes I am, my name is Grammaton Cleric Marcus Royson, I am the new fire and energy arms instructor and Gun-Kata teacher, Nex, and looking at you impressive aura I would say you must teach some form of Psionic discipline I'm I correct in that assumption? . always the even voice
Edit Royston thanks Genosuke. for his offer to gett him a news paper next time, He gets up and looks around the staff there to see any others he can greet and get to know.
::"I see, now I understand, thank you, could you tell me the name of this professor who has kindly offered to get an empire paper for me, I feel rule not knowing it"::
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