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Post by stephan on May 11, 2010 12:12:55 GMT -6
Protective metal lined the walls of the Training Room, awaiting more punishment of what today's Gifted students might bring. This classroom wasn't like the others. There was a control room above a large metal-lined gymnasium, a set of stairs linking the two together. The Control Room was filled with hundreds of buttons, scanners, knobs, lights, and a window to see the gymnasium below. Dummies were lined in neat rows in a part of the gym, awaiting the torture they know they'd soon get. Weapon carts were lined on the side of the gym, a class standing in a clear area.
In the gym below, Professor Stephan Crane stood with a proud smile on his face, looking at the kids standing before him. A sharp bell echoed through the gym and that's when it started. His brown eyes light up with excitement as he clapped his hands together. With a wide grin, he said, "Hello, Class! Welcome to Defense Class! You'll be training to control and use your powers in this classroom. Everything is my instruction and you'll follow it."
Stephan grinned happily, gesturing to the whole gym around him. "In these walls, there are tasks. Sometimes the room will flood, others the wind will kick up, and others we have obstacle courses. Who knows? Each day is full of... Adventure!" He chuckled musically, flashing his award winning smile that he had used on many ladies in his past time.
"Now, please I would like a handful of people to step up to the front of the class, please? Come on, don't be shy!" Stephan said still with the happy smile. He waved his hands up, trying to convince kids to come up before he actually had to start Persuading them.
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