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On the platform: Meet the new characters
For those getting off the train their first impression of rakuen will be gloomy, the sky is grey and there is a fine drizzle that soaks you before you even realise it's raining. There is a group there to meet you: on one side, four students in black and green; on the other, four in red and white. Whilst the green group are all fairly average; all teenagers, the red group are a tad more varied. One of their girls is tiny, the size of a small child, and her wings are beating patterns in the warm air.
When they notice the arrivals, one out of each group steps forward. A young man in red and white looking serious steps forward
"Can I please have your attention." He explains that they're all prefects of Rakuen, from the two battle schools on the island. Fortitude - the long haired boy and the others dressed in green - and Conquest. They all arrived just like you did, weeks or months before this.
"I know you have many questions but first please come to the person who calls your name."
He looks down on his list to double check "For Conquest Apollo Justice and Naesala."
When they notice the arrivals, one out of each group steps forward. A young man in red and white looking serious steps forward
"Can I please have your attention." He explains that they're all prefects of Rakuen, from the two battle schools on the island. Fortitude - the long haired boy and the others dressed in green - and Conquest. They all arrived just like you did, weeks or months before this.
"I know you have many questions but first please come to the person who calls your name."
He looks down on his list to double check "For Conquest Apollo Justice and Naesala."
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"Of course we don't! The fake stuff, sure, my assistant does that, but what you're talking about is impossible." Apollo hesitated just a moment before making a vague gesture at him, "I know you have the, uh, wings, but there's got to be a good evolutionary reason for that."
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All joking aside, he resisted the urge to run his hands down his sides just to make sure everything was still in place. He couldn't lose the sensation that something had just gone horribly amiss with his body. That he was speaking in light tones, however, was merely an act of covering up his true emotions. Something that was only habit now, like so many unnecessary things.
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- No, that was a stupid question. After collapsing like he had earlier, was it any wonder? Apollo might not have the benefit of his bracelet, but he'd always been naturally observant. It was making himself step back to look at the bigger picture that was a little harder.
"... This isn't the best place to be discussing this," Apollo said finally, looking away from him with a slight frown. "If you think it's magic, fine. We can't know for sure anyway without solid proof."