The Pursuit For Knowledge [Closed to Sim/Victoria]

"What do you mean let go?"

The loud heavily accented voice was punctuated by a gloved hand slamming down on the Dean's desk. Despite Standing at only five feet even, the German woman dressed in all black was fairly intimidating. Her black hair fell straight down to her shoulders, and made the fury in her blue eyes seem more striking. The Dean's voice seemed nervous as he addressed his recent hire. "You're very talented Miss Ursler, but there is a code of conduct out faculty have to adhere to. When we hired you for the teaching position despite your...history, you promised you wouldn't have a problem with this."

Alina removed the hand she had slammed down on and met the dean with an indignant stare. "I have no idea what you might be referring to." She folded her arms. The Dean motioned to three young students sitting alongside the wall. All of them seemed unable to look directly at Alina, and looked a bit sick. "These students have informed me of your recent....experiment." Alina brushed it off casually. "They said they wanted to see some real practical science, so I let them." The Dean sighed and crossed his hands in front of his face. "Alina, I'm told you murdered a pet in front of them." Alina placed her hand on her hip. "That wasn't a pet. It was a test animal I legally purchased from a local vendor. If you'll look at this, everything will be clear." Alina tossed a a manilla folder on the man's desk. The Dean, clearly losing his patience, looked at Alina's confident posture and reluctantly opened the folder. As soon as he did, a puff of smoke exploded out of it directly into the Dean's face. Before he had time to be surprised, his head fell forward onto his desk with a heavy thump. Alina held a gloved finger to her smirking mouth in the universal sign for "quiet" towards the now clearly frightened students and quickly fled the scene.

Moments later Miss Ursler could be seen quickly making her way across campus, weighed down with what equipment and files from her office she could carry. Her left hand dragged a rolling luggage case behind her while her right held a briefcase. Her heavy black jacket was filled with all kinds of knick-knacks, pieces of loose paper, glass containers, and entirely too many writing utensils. Normally this would be something that would attract attention, but when it came to Alina Ursler people expected the strange. She was a bit infamous in the academic community both for being something of a "mad scientist" and for being kind of weird in general. Of course, in reality this "reputation" was completely fabricated. Fabricated quite convincingly, complete with employment records, letters, and all kinds of information on the internet. Humans' perception was so easily influenced. Even this entire incident had been orchestrated by Alina, who in reality was Victoria Steyr adept of paragon and princess of Thrones. There was no such thing as bad publicity after all, she needed to supplement all those forged documents with some personal interaction after all. While most people might not go out of their way to spread a bad reputation, "Alina" wasn't exactly interested in the regular kind of work.

She needed a place to do some research out of sight of her comrades, and it took a lot to escape Chelle's notice. Though her reputation as a mad scientist may be spreading, so too is her reputation as a genius. It was only a matter of time before someone who needed a mad scientist gave her the opportunity she needed, and to someone with an unlimited life span time was no issue.

As Alina made her way to her vehicle she discovered there was another reason she wasn't attracting that many stares: There was someone else attracting them. Just outside the campus boundary, some sort of winged metahuman. "When one opportunity is lost, another is gained perhaps?" She walked up behind the odd woman, heralded by the sounds of her luggage and glass clinking together. A feminine voice with a heavy German accent addressed the girl. "You know miss, non students aren't allowed to loiter on campus. And I'm guessing the police will probably be here soon. That Jeffrey is a squealer if I ever met one. Extraordinary individuals such as yourself are sort of an interest of mine though...if you'd be willing to answer a few questions, I'd be happy to give you a ride to wherever you'd like." She said with a smile that seemed more arrogant than friendly, and perhaps a bit unsettling given the fact she was propositioning a young stranger to get in her vehicle.

Alina was finding the odd metahuman a tad...prickly.

"Ahaha, well..." Alina laughed nervously. It seemed this one was the violent sort, the last thing Alina needed was a bunch of law enforcement officers getting killed on the lawn of the university she had just "quit" by some metahuman in a J-rock outfit. The outfit was part of the reason Alina was interested in this particular meta though. There were parts of it Alina couldn't quite identify, and Alina was generally used to being able to identify anything. "I can assure you there's no need for violence. Unlike yourself I just have a fragile little human body." Alina cracked a wicked smile "of course, I may have the most brilliant mind of any regular human or even metahuman alive! So I'm sure I can answer any questions you might have." She said in a tone that was both polite and yet somehow seemed slightly condescending.


She wasn't willing to get in Alina's vehicle, so it seems dissection was straight out for the time being. "Well since you enjoy walking so much" She said, pronouncing walking with a "v" sound "perhaps you can accompany me as I walk to my car. I'd like to relieve myself of some weight." She motioned with her right hand, drawing attention to the suitcase being carried by it. "and perhaps we can exchange some questions along the way. Introductions might be a good start. I am Alina Ursler, the greatest scientific mind in the world! Even if not everyone can appreciate my genius..." She grumbled the last bit to herself somewhat quietly, though not quietly enough to hide it from anyone standing nearby. "Who might you be?"