Elysium→Agaia→New Angeles City→Iriswright Middle School
2 April 2550
It was early in the morning, and for Icarus it was not a good one (not that they often were). The young infiltrator was sitting in his Algebra I class, vaguely listening to his teacher who was trying to explain several problems that the rest of the class didn't understand or care enough to do so.
Put simply, Icarus was very bored. Partially because he hated school, and partially because he already learned most of what he was technically supposed to learn this year.
One of the trait requirements for Nightingales was a natural ability to learn very quickly. This served several purposes: it made them easy to train, it made them much more adaptable (a skill that is extremely crucial for the Nightingales' line of work), and it allowed them to learn academics at a much faster pace. This last purpose al