[Objective Reached] (Open)

Two days after Nunnaly arrived to Death City, she finally got accepted as a student.
Today was her first day at school.
The girl climbed up the stairs to the academy and she wasn't tired.
Now she was standing in front of an entrance to Shibusen.
A message appeared in her head:
[Mission Objective:]
[-Find a "weapon partner"]

Down the hallway, a pair of blue-haired students, orange WEAPON tags pinned on their shirts, were having what was clearly yet another argument. It was impossible to tell what they were saying or even arguing about in general. Either way, it was getting heated, tears welling at the edges of the girl's eyes, the boy's face turning red.

Nunally finally walked into the building.
The first thing, she heard was an argument. She looked around to locate the arguing people.
After about four seconds she noticed a pair of blue-haired students.
[Recommendations:]
[-Check what happened]
[-Offer help]
[-Introduce yourself]
Soon the girl approached the pair, but she remained quiet.

"Are you kidding me, right now? What right do you have to try to control my life?" Angrily, she knuckled the tears from her eyes, glaring daggers at the well-dressed man. They were in direct contrast with each other; her skin was covered in tattoos, all of good quality, but covered nonetheless. She had cut-off jeans on beneath a long, droopy grey tank, and her hair tied back into a long braid. The boy on the other hand was refined, wearing black slacks and a button up shirt, a tie beneath his collar; the only thing out of place between that and his slicked-back hair was the jacket he wore, though it looked like a prep letterman.

"It's sickening!" He shouted back, standing his ground, taller than her despite her above-average height, "Why can't you just be normal, huh?"

Nana was standing right next to them, listening to their argument. Nunally looked at the girl to check why, in the boy's opinion, she wasn't normal.
[Information:]
[The girl seems normal]
Nana didn't really know how to stop them from arguing.
[Recommendation:]
[Join the conversation]
Nana looked at the boy
"Why, in your opinion, she isn't normal?" She asked with, cold, emotionless and monotone voice.

He narrowed his eyes at the new comer, looking her up and down while the girl relaxed slowly, taking the opportunity to calm herself. "Who asked you?" The words were his, but he was straightening himself as he spoke, looking more professional and yet vindictive all at once.

"I'm a lesbian." Jasmine said simply, looking at the newcomer and reaching a hand out to shake hers. "Jasmine Smith, repeat-student, demon weapon revolver. The one with the temper problem is Joseph Foster, also a revolver."

Nana looked at the girl and then at her hand. Her face expression was blank and cold
A message appeared in her head
[Information: People often shake their hands. It's a form of greeting]
[Recommendation: Shake the girl's hand]
After two seconds of "thinking" Nana shook Jasmine's hand.
"I'm Nana or Nunally and I'm looking for a weapon-partner"
[Information: People say "Nice to meet you" when they meet someone]
"Nice to meet you" She added after a second.
Then she looked at the boy.
"Information: Being a homosexualist isn't abnormal" She said.

Jasmine's brow raised as she looked at the girl, though she said nothing. Joseph on the other hand scoffed at the girl, rolling his eyes and shoving his hands deep into his pants' pockets. He said not a word, and Jasmine finally shook her head and sighed.

"Nana? Cute name. Where are you from? I'm local. Prep boy-" he glared daggers at her, "-'s from England."

Dressed in a sleeveless orange shirt, and wrapping going up both of his arms from training with Kataro, Storm walked around the corner an ice pop in his mouth. "Man, that old dude needs to go easier on me." He said, as he turned the sharp corner, seeing three students with name tags. "Hey, you guys must be new here, huh?"

Another message:
[Information: Lab's location is top secret]
Nana looked at Joseph and then at Jasmine.
"I cannot tell you. It's a secret" She said still using her monotone and cold voice.
[Recommendation: Ask for help with searching for a weapon-partner]
Nana of course noticed Storm, but she was focused on a conversation with Jasmine.
"I'm looking for a weapon-partner. Could you help me with it?" She asked.
Finally she looked at Storm and said only one thing to him: "Hello"

Storm noticed her cold, menacing attitude, but continued to be friendly anyway. "Hi, I'm Storm."

Ooc: I'm going to wait one day. After this, the thread becomes "dead"

ooc: Computer has refused to post the replies I've tried the passed few times, my apologies.

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Jasmine's head tilted slightly as she watched the strange girl, though she smiled and waved reflexively at the newcomer. "Jasmine "Jazz" Smith, death weapon revolver. Not a new student myself," she gestured to the other two, "They are, though. I'm just unpaired." By this point, Joseph had tried to step away from the situation, clearly disinterested, but she held fast to his sleeve, forcing him to stay in place. The glare remained, but he said nothing. "Have you ever worked a gun before, Nana?"

Nana looked at Storm. "My name is Nana"  The girl introduced herself.
Then she looked back at Jasmine.
A message appeared in her head.
[Information: The unit has never used firearms before]
"No, I haven't" The girl replied. "However, I'm adapted to use every type of weapon"
Through the whole conversation Nana seemed cold, devoid of emotion. She was standing in one place almost motionless.

ooc: Waiting on Rage/Storm/Kody

"Ok then, Nana, nice to meet you." Storm kept a smile on his face, showing he was happy to make a new friend. "Need someone to show you around the school?"

Jasmine still hadn't released her hold on the boy in front of her, and it was hard to tell whether Joseph if wanted to bother trying to escape at this point. "Hey, why don't we all look around together? You're all new, right?"

Nana nodded, agreeing with the girl
[Information: A trip around this school might be a good idea]
Her computer barin "told" her.
But suddenly her computer brain also gave her an alert.
[Alert: The unit has to find a weapon partner to finish the mission]
"Information: I must find a weapon partner" She said

"Uhhh, okay then. Maybe I can help you?" Storm said, walking around the corner with the other kids. "There are all sorts of weapons around the school looking for a partner. All ya gotta do is find one thaat matches up with your soul wavelength."

Jasmine flashed her weapons tagged, nudging Joseph until he did the same. "Do you want to try with us? I understand if you don't want to work a gun... or two, though."

Nana looked at Storm and tried to copy a smile that she saw a long time ago.
"Thank you for help." She said, sadly with the same cold voice as before.
Then she heard what Jasmine said.
Her computer brain wrote another message:
[Recommendation:]
[-Accept the offer]
"Yes, I do want to try with you." Nunally replied

"Yeah, that's a good idea, you guys are friends, right?" Storm said, tilting his head, wondering what they would say in responce to that.

Jasmine winced slightly, while Joseph all but scoffed. Offering a sheepish smile, Jazz nodded. "I... guess you could say that." She brought a finger up to her lips as she looked at Storm, hoping that he wouldn't make a sibling comment. Regardless, still holding onto Joe's sleeve with her other hand, she stepped towards Nana and offered her hand. "Ready for us to transform?"

"Friends..." Nunally said quietly, like to herself.
[Missing Definition: "Friends"]
Nana looked at them and nodded.
Then Nunally squeezed her hand.
"I'm ready" She said calmly.
Her computer found an useful information:
[Information: Before meister and weapon become partners, they have to check if their soul wavelengths can work together]

"Yeah, that's good, you have to be friends to be good partners." Storm said with a nod. "You should probably check if your wavelengths match up."