Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)




Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Why'nn (@folclor ), Ivela (@Lunaria Silver )


What I'm doing: Embarrassed


James's face fell when Why'nn pulled away from him, a bit disappointed that she wasn't close anymore. He gently reached out and wrapped him arm around Why'nn's shoulder.


"I'm sorry... I'm just not really used to talking to girls. You don't have to stop if you don't want to..."


From the *ahem* look of things, James had actually been enjoying Why'nn's closeness quite a bit.
 
Shard


Location: Teacher Box


With: Grumpy Nishira @folclor


Action: Thinking outside of said box


Shard sighed and shook his head, adjusting his hat and closing his eyes as he spoke in a resigned voice "Oh beloved Keeper there is so little you understand of my role here. I am sorry that your fear impedes you, I shall drop the matter for now." With that said, Shard sat in an unoccupied seat and laid his cane across his lap, bowing his head slightly as he closed his eyes and spoke in a hushed tone. Recalling the names of certain individuals he had plucked from Why'nn's mind. "I doth have a request though. I have narrowed down a select few students for private tutelage... I would not call it apprenticing but I would call it... extracurricular. The particular three being Connor Shaw, James Belgarion and Ivela Zoldyck. However, as my Keeper the final decision lies with you Nishira, as to which one, two or perhaps if all three should receive this special attention." Those magically inclined in the teacher's booth could feel a mounting pressure forming around the Shard, brief flickers and crackles of pure magical energy appearing before vanishing seemingly within him in preparation for a spell of some sort. However given the raw nature of the magic, it would be impossible to tell what kind. As Shard raised his head and opened his eyes, they swirled a dull hue of many different colors as his eyes fell upon the arena and his lips tightened into a grimace.
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James (@TommyGun15) and Ivela (@Lunaria Silver)/My teachers (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @Pinkalyn @Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I am doing: Returning to cuddles/Replying


Her eyes widened in excitement and she nearly jumped back into his lap, this time wrapping both her arms and legs around him. Why'nn smiled brightly.


"I did not wish to make you awkward, but if you are happy to be close, as am I!" She nuzzled him, then stopped. "James... are you..." The girl looked at him, confusion on her features, then seemed to make a connection. "Oh, I see. You like me in that way. Mmm... I see. We cannot bond in that way as I am with Connor. I am certain you understand. Oh, that is what it was... I believe I wanted to end things with Connor. Now I am uncertain that I do..." Why'nn sighed heavily and more or less collapsed against James. She pouted, then turned her face toward him. "I cannot remember all the reasons I desired to dissolve our pairing, only that the fight with you was the breaking point. I remember anger. A lot of anger, then guilt, surrounding the idea. Would it be correct to go ahead and dissolve the pairing even if I cannot remember all of the reasons why? Would that push Connor to manipulate me?"





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Nishira was ready to strike a blow at Shard for his insolence but listened to the rest of his statement instead. The lich found she was quite glad to do so. For all his issues, the madman had some good points.





"Very well. You may begin private tutoring with those three. Both Mr Shaw and Mr Belgarion already have Mistresses so to claim them as an apprentice you would have to face either Manara or Imalia in combat. Miss Zoldyk, however, has yet to be bound. I'm planning for her, Mr Shell, and Mr Hallowsworn to be bound this evening after the tournament ends. Do any of those three interest you as apprentices?"
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Why'nn (@folclor ) James (@TommyGun15 ) and then myself


What I'm Doing: Meditating


After Ivela finished laughing at the couple that wasn't a couple, she decided to walk away to meditate. She could really use it. This time, however, Ivela assumed she would be completely safe, so when she sat down to begin meditating, she retreated fully into herself. She was completely unaware of her physical surroundings, and instead focused on her spiritual self.


She focused on her spirit, noticing that it was looking rather...worn. Hopefully, relaxing it and focusing on strengthening it would help her regain her energy.


If somebody were to walk up to her, they would most likely have to physically push her over for her to awaken from the deep trance she was in at the moment.
 
shadowstrikr25 said:
Location: The Arena
With: Iana Darkstraight(@Happy Red Mage )


Doing: Getting ready to fight


Reagan exhaled as her name was called. 'Round 3, here I come.' She walked into the arena and stretched out a little, looking through the crowd. She couldn't see Connor anywhere, but James was easy to spot. And he seemed to be cuddling Why'nn. 'I'll check on that after the fight. If he makes things worse...' Reagan exhaled and got into a similar stance of readiness that she had seen other fighters use. 'Alright, review. She uses magic and seems to like her opponents up close. Try to keep at a distance, use the Elec-wing MK II, and try out that new trick on her.' Reagan prepared herself for her opponent's entry, waiting.
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Location: The Arena


With: Reagan Deimos(@shadowstrikr25 )


Doing: Getting violent


Iana grinned as she entered the arena with a leap. Her landing was graceful and she looked her opponent up and down. "Well, well, well...this is going to be fun." She said, letting some of her inner queen out to play. Her huge blade unsealed itself from her back and she smashed it onto the ground in front of her for a few seconds. "Archaic Sealing Study: Timed Personal Sealing." She muttered quietly. The blade glowed malevolently, bathing the ground in a yellow light before she lifted her blade and started to use it to kick up enough dirt and debris to conceal her next move. Under the cover she reeled her arm back to throw her sword at her opponent and the moment her sword left her hand she activated her seal, sealing her into her sword as it flew for her opponent.
 



Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Why'nn (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Ultimate Embarrassment Combo!!!


James blushed profusely, although Why'nn would be able to tell that he was enjoying having her sit on his lap, despite the fact that he knew Why'nn wasn't available. Nevertheless, James tried to focus on the conversation at hand.


"I'd normally say no, but people can do crazy things. If you want to stay with him, I understand. But if you want to break it off with him, I suggest you bring a friend or two along with you, so that if he does try to manipulate you, they can stop him."
 
Shard


Location: Teacher Box; Mindscape


With: Nishira - physically; Permitted pupils mentally @folclor @Lunaria Silver @TommyGun15 @KalenNighteyes


Action: First test


Shard hummed, though it was a monotonous sound and not exactly recognizing of Nishira's words past a certain point. Slowly, Shard gripped his cane and pointed it skyward. Responding faintly to Nishira... possibly? "Then let their first test... begin." Bringing the cane down in a simple tap to the stonework beneath him, a reverberation of magical energy arced out from the point of impact in a dome of glimmering golden energy that was pale enough to be easily seen-through and as it washed over the gathered masses in the arena, and indeed the entire plane should one attempt to try and escape it, Connor, Ivela and James would feel a sensation unique unto themselves. Whilst others would simply feel awash with magical energy for the brief moment the dome passed over them, these three "lucky" individuals would feel a mental assault of supremely high-caliber magic bombard their minds. Distorting and tearing at their perception of reality from what is known as the Mindscape like a ravenous beast shredding it's prey. Madness unparalleled erupted in deafening crescendos in the youth's minds and like a piercing scream gone unheard by the rest of existence, rang and reverberated down to the depths of what all consider sanity, and none consider breakable until this fragile thing is shattered like glass upon a mountain's back. Realities overlap and dance a dance macabre for dominance in what is truly the wandering eye of a mind's beholder, colors swirl and sensations deafen before springing to life to hyper-sensitivity once more. What could result from this one might wonder? Reacting to unseen stimuli, covering one's ears to a whisper or being able to smell something so intensely that a mere whiff causes one to vomit. Possibly all of the above at once for the weak-minded, though likely in the above order if experienced separate.


After all of this, after senses are twisted and location within reality are questioned down to their most basic principles, comes the re-affirming grip of normalcy. A sensation not unlike returning to a tranquil shore of surety after being tossed about in a hurricane of unknowns and questions. This tranquility lasts only seconds however, before a new, different assault begins. This one of life and memory, of doubt and exaggerated emotion. One's self is plunged back into their darkest and happiest moments, blended together before being covered in their darkest, most violent desires that may be buried beneath the surface. The promise of never fearing anything again ringing throughout one's mind as gleeful murderous intent takes a death's grip on the seams of the student's minds and pulls with what seems all the might of Atlas himself. The visceral feel of parting flesh and tranquil, soothing chorus of dripping blood promise an eternity's bounty to those willing to enslave themselves to this siren's call of death and abandon. To give in to the primal urge of dominance and unbridled rage befitting such.

I trust you guys to make sound judgement with this, as we are all aware mental attacks are very.... subject to the receiving party's reaction to them determining their effectiveness. Thus I feel the need to add some context. The first mental assault is about a 2/10. Not very powerful so to speak, but it varies widely in it's angles of attacking one's psyche/self and is CONSTANTLY one after another as far as the afflications described in the first paragraph. The second is about a 3/10 and is much more... separate in that the first "hit" is attempting to smash together good and bad memories, then the second takes that damaged mental state and submerges it in primal bloodlust. Again, I trust everyone involved and hope you guys enjoy!
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: The nurses, Violet (@StartingOver ), Valian (@folclor ) / Nishira / The butler (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm doing: Feeling better, smiling / Agreeing / Assessing


Grim


Grim laid on the cot, holding the flask of strong spirits to his chest. He smiled when he heard Valian and Violet talking. Watching the two of them talk and interact made him happy.


While he was touched by Violets affection, Valian's pantomime caused him to cough and laugh as he took a another drink from the nurses flask. "Lass, I be fine. An I can be ealed of anyt'ing in dis arena." He chuckled and nodded as his brother spoke on his behalf, he was in a good bit of pain still and the nurses were beginning to edge their way back to his side to finish ministering to his wounds.


"Haha! Aye, she did bruv. I like dat is growing." As he laughed he winced a little, but the healing magic the nurses were using was taking affect, he could feel the hole in his left ankle and foot mending and knitting back together. His strength was returning as well, but he knew better then to try and get up or fight the nurses, he would wait until they left before trying to move. Seeing his brother smile and the light come from again, seemed to help the magic the nurses were using, even though it could not interact that way. Nodding the otter took the water Valian offered and took a swig handing it back. "T'anks."


Looking to his chosen mate he nodded. "Aye lass, we a package. One or none." Smiling he nodded, looking how excited she was. "We can see about 'er, but she may be 'ard ta pin down. She be in our year, an I dinnae even know she were alive." He kept nodding agreeing with Valian. "Aye, he be right lass. We can train an 'angout, but classes be different." He glanced down at his foot, it was almost fully healed, his right arm was feeling better as the magic worked. He could move his fingers and make a fist without pain. He stretched it out and rotated it, as he watched her, waiting to see her reaction to the the reminder about the year difference and graduation schedule.


Delrick


The monk was standing just to the right of Nishira, and quite enjoying the end of the fight. Though the silvery ooze was an unexpected event, he was curious to see what Tetsuko was truly capable of. He nodded his admiration to both fighters.


It was when Shard began his line of inquiry as to Nishira being his apprentice that he snickered a little, but quickly hid that behind his coffee cup. 'Oh that'll go well for you.' He thought. Looking to the headmistress' finger as it trailed down his arm he nodded. "Yes, headmistress." The warlock turned to leave, and in two steps he was at the entrance to the cemetery. "Mr. Deeds."
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James (@TommyGun15)


What I am doing: Concerned


Why'nn's expression softened and she drew back to look him in the eye. There was a bit of melancholy mixed with gratitude.


"Thank you, James. You are... you are kind." A small smile curved her lips upward. "Perhaps... would you be willing to help me?"


At that moment, she felt the surge of magical energy and shivered. With her attention returned to him her expression sobered, concern dancing in her gaze. Her human hand reached up, brushing his hair back, away from his eyes.


"James? Captain? Are you... are you all right?" Something looked off in his gaze.
 



Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Why'nn (@folclor ), Shard (Mentally) (@Mad Prince of Sanity )


What I'm doing: Mental Attack!!! Use what Mistress Imalia taught you!!!


James blinked for a moment as he felts something working at his mind. For a few moments, James's senses came alive. He rubbed his cheek against Why'nn's for a moment, feeling her skin next to him. A thought entered him mind of how it would feel to rip that skin off of her and wear it like a suit. James's nails began to press into her back.


WHOA!!! HOLD IT!!! What?


James shook his head and pulled back from Why'nn, an irritated look on his face.


"Excuse me Why'nn, I need to meditate for a moment."


James closed his eyes, and descended into the mindscape, where he saw a mass of multi-colored energy trying to force itself into his mind. James mentally frowned and gathered his Will. On the physical plane, the air around his body began to twist and warp. On the mental plane, the multi-colored mass was wrapped in a sheet of blue energy. After a bit of focusing, James was able to find a trail back to the one who'd sent this thing. But rather that confront them directly, James decided it would be best to send them a message. He bundled his message into the sheet he'd wrapped the attack in, then struck the mass with a mental blow now unlike shooting it out of a cannon.


Whomever sent the message would likely feel a sharp, stabbing pain in their head, which would persist as a headache for a while, all while the words FUCK OFF!!! rang in their mind for a few hours.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I am with: James (@TommyGun15), mentally Mad Friend (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I am doing: Excusing him a moment


When he nuzzled her, then dug his nails into her back she let out a light gasp of pleasure. He seemed to ignore her question, though, and Why'nn only nodded as he fell into meditation. She would've gone into the mindscape, herself, but didn't feel it was her place. Instead, she sat calmly and waited. In fact, this gave her the time she needed to collect herself. She removed the blanket from around her, folding it and setting it gently aside. As the air moved around them Why'nn did not seem bothered. She drew in breath and slipped into her own meditation.


Her eyes were open, she was alert. Still in his lap, she kept herself aware of any who might approach - mentally or physically. This demonstrated that they needed to be constantly on guard. She would take this lesson and expand upon it. Expanding her own awareness out, searching for the source of a mental attack, she found herself looking at Mad Friend. Her mouth formed a frown. She did not enter his mindscape, knowing that would be too much for her to handle, but she did talk to him through hers, through the connection he'd made.


"You have not told me your name, sir, but you are attacking my friend. Cease, please."
 
Location-Arena


Who I'm with-Valian(@folclor ) and Grim(@Grim Wraithe Stjerna Ivela(@Lunaria Silver


What i'm doing-scoffing


"As if I go to class... I wear the uniform cause it's cute." she rolled her eyes. "I thought you would prefer me in a short skirt anyway." she gave a playful wink at Grim. "Ivela is my friend so I want her in our little group. I'll fight you for the right!" she giggled and shook her head. "I'm going to go hang with her for a bit I'll be back."


she waved and walked over to Ivela. She grinned and sat down behind her and wrapped her arms around her new friends neck draping them over her front. "It's just me." she watched as her golden aura which still had yet to go engulfed Ivela. She wondered what it felt like to others. Maybe it was calming. She knew it was tailored to her emotions in a snese so maybe her loving nature for her friend would translate.
 
Location: The Arena


With: Iana (@Happy Red Mage )


Doing: Dust? Really?


Reagan saw her opponent kick up a dust cloud to the point where she couldn't see her, and promptly blinked to the side, a good distance away, aiming her hands at the space she previously occupied. 'A dust cloud? Wow, I can't see you. Let me move and see if you can see me.' When the blade flew towards her previous position, she launched a lightning bolt at it, leading her shot. 'It'll either fly away or melt a little. Don't know what the thing's made out of. Maybe mana conductive? Might want to research that.' Reagan looked over to the fading dust cloud to see... no one. Reagan's eyes quickly focused on the sword, and her immediate surroundings, ready to find something out of place. Her right hand was reaching out with the palm facing the sword.
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Violet (@StartingOver )


What I'm Doing: Peacefully meditating until somebody decided it was a good idea to mentally assault me


Ivela was completely relaxed. There were very few things that could disturb her while she was in this state. While her aura at the moment was not the strongest, it was certainly recovering. Mentally, she was very much in possession of herself.


Of course, that was until somebody decided to attack her with...something. She felt the first attack more than anything else, although it didn't bother her. As she was ignoring all physical sensations at the moment, it didn't really mess with her at all. She wasn't hearing anything she wasn't supposed to, although the madness was reverberating through her mindscape, and she didn't feel any sensations.


Something was attacking her. She felt like she was riding insane waves, trying not to drown. It almost made her panic. However, she figured she could get through it if she steeled her mind. Treat it like torture. Psychological torture, that is.


Then came the calm. Ivela thought that maybe she should relax, but she ultimately decided to wait. That turned out to be a good plan, because the calm didn't last long. Suddenly Ivela was watching...no...experiencing some of her best and worst moments.


'And advancing to the 200th floor after winning this fight is Ivela Zoldyck, only 6 years old people!'


'You butchered him Ivela. You left a mess. You'll need to be punished.'


'You will lead this family one day.'


'He has more potential than you.'


'You excel at everything we teach you.'


'No matter how good you are you'll never surpass Killua.'


'We need you to fulfill this contract. It's hard, but we know you can handle it.'


'If I kill him...I'll be the best again. Everyone will love me again.'


Ivela could barely stand those memories. She withdrew herself from her mind, where her physical body had been suffering from a barely noticeable twitch. She leaped up, panting. She saw Violet standing there. She immediately knew that killing her would solve her problem. Killing had always calmed her down.


Because essentially, that is what she was. A killer. 'No matter how far away you go you'll always be a killer because you are my daughter.' Killing was one of the few things that had always calmed her.


She stared at Violet, her eyes completely blank but a sadistic smirk on her face. When was the last time she had killed someone? She missed the blood on her hands. Without her noticing, Ivela had already flexed the muscles in her hand, extending something quite like claws.


After a second, the realization that this was nothing but bloodlust hit her. 'Bloodlust...I can handle that.' That being said, Ivela closed her eyes, taking but a moment to regain full possession of herself. When she opened her eyes, she relaxed her hand and smiled at Violet, the attack on her mind having been driven away.


"Sorry about that. I was meditating. What did you say?" She asked.
 
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Location- arena


Who I'm with- Ivela(@Lunaria Silver


What I'm doing- reacting


Violet lifted her hand up and a blast charged up. She was ready to strike down Ivela if she made a move. Her hand went down when Ivela withdrew her weapons. "It's fine, we all lose control once in awhile." She stepped froward. "I didn't say anything, I just wished you'd feel calm and I was wondering if my aura could calm you by just being in it."
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Violet (@StartingOver )


What I'm Doing: Talking


Ivela frowned, deciding against telling Violet that she had not merely lost control. There was no reason to. She didn't need to share everything with her.


"I was calm. I was meditating. But I'm actually fighting your aura right now." It was true. Ivela was currently using Ten to shroud herself in aura, preventing Violet's aura from touching her. She did that unintentionally. It was something she always did.
 
Location- arena


Who I'm with- Ivela(@Lunaria Silver


What I'm doing- frowning


Violet frowned but nodded. "I understand that, we just met no reason to let me in all the way." She looked to the side before her eyes brightened.


"So we want you to join our clan!" She smiled. "Grim, Valian, Why'nn and Me." She looked over to the two boys. "They can be a handful some times, but they mean well."
 
Location: Arena


Who I'm With: Violet (@StartingOver )


What I'm Doing: Questioning


Ivela frowned at her. "Clan? You mean your group?" She asked, clearly a little confused. "I don't quite understand your meaning." She stated. Ivela didn't usually do anything with a group. They caused unnecessary trouble, and demanded so much attention.


"People in general are a handful." Ivela commented with a slightly amused smile.
 
Location- Arena


Who I'm with-Ivela(@Lunaria Silver


What I'm doing- laughing


Violet shut her eyes and laughed. "Yeah it is a dumb name isn't it." She smiled and opened her eyes. "But it means he cares about you or better yet I care about you." She blushed some. "I know we just met today, but something happened. You accepted me for who I was from the moment you met me. There's only one person here who did that and I love him." She truned to Grim and gave a warm smile. "So yeah I have zero doubt in a month I'll care about you the same way. We can be best friends!" Violet kept her warm smile. "That's if you want to, most people don't want to be anything more than acquaintances."
 
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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: The nurses, Valian (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Feeling better, smiling


Grim smiled and chuckled at Violets comment about the school uniform. He smiled as she went to hang with her friend. "So, bruv, whacha t'ink o' Ivela? Shall we suck it and see? " Giving the girl a serious look over. "T'ink she be wort'y ta be our sisteh or be Violet a wee hasty?" He trusted Valian with new people, and since she'd managed to go unnoticed by the otter for three years he was a bit leery to call her family just yet.


The nurses were just finishing up his bandages and healing his wounds; both his arm and ankle felt world's better, but he'd wait till they were gone before moving and testing them out.
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)


What I'm doing: Giving my honest opinion


Valian turned his attention from his brother to the two girls. His expression grew a bit serious and he crossed his arms over his chest. "She's being very hasty. I've barely talked to Ivela and don't really have a read on her. I think Violet mistakes the clan for friendship. She didn't know Ivela before today, either. We only added little Why'nn the other day, after two months of Violet knowing her. There's no way we should include Ivela for this short of a friendship." The boy shook his head and sighed.





"Speaking of little Why'nn... Have we actually told her she's part of the clan? While you were fighting Violet approached her and called her sister. The kid freaked and caused some sort of web shelter to cover her. Violet yelled at her and started to stomp away. Only stopped when little Why'nn ran after her and more or less fell over herself apologizing. Hate to say it, but I think your mate's a bit volatile. Don't think I'd trust her with younger siblings."
 
shadowstrikr25 said:
Location: The Arena
With: Iana (@Happy Red Mage )


Doing: Dust? Really?


Reagan saw her opponent kick up a dust cloud to the point where she couldn't see her, and promptly blinked to the side, a good distance away, aiming her hands at the space she previously occupied. 'A dust cloud? Wow, I can't see you. Let me move and see if you can see me.' When the blade flew towards her previous position, she launched a lightning bolt at it, leading her shot. 'It'll either fly away or melt a little. Don't know what the thing's made out of. Maybe mana conductive? Might want to research that.' Reagan looked over to the fading dust cloud to see... no one. Reagan's eyes quickly focused on the sword, and her immediate surroundings, ready to find something out of place. Her right hand was reaching out with the palm facing the sword.
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Location: The Arena


With: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


Doing: Fancy schmancy sword stuff


The blade tanked the lightning and came out fine. This custom blade was built to take plenty of damage, a simple bolt of lightning wouldn't be enough to do much damage. The blade impacted and stabbed into the ground, fracturing the area around it by a bit. Iana popped out of the sword and quickly grabbed it and used its flat side to shield herself just in case she was attacked. If the battle went on like this then she'd tie herself out quickly, she was also outranged by her opponent. 'Okay, let's think, I should make sure that she doesn't get any prep time, keep her off of thinking too much.'


With her plan set she stomped her feet, leaving deep imprints of them and leaving strange markings in their centers. She brought her script marked sword down onto the ground and used it like a shield as she began to rapidly advance, breaking the ground up and leaving markings with each step..
 
Location-Arena


Who i'm with-Headmistress(@folclor ) and whoever else is there.


What I'm doing- Making a entrance.


"Actually I want Ivela." Scarlet said stepping into the teachers booth. She smiled and walked over resting her hand on Nishira shoulder. "It's been awhile dear Mistress. I'm back, but you already knew that." she flashed her a smile. Scarlet was dressed in a plain black dress that was low cut enough to see her blood red pendant hanging around her neck. "But anyway as I said I want that one, shes to die for and I simply must have her." Scarlet looked downward at Ivela. "As you know I generally get what I want."
 
Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Frank (@Pinkalyn), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity), Scarlet (@StartingOver), and others


What I'm doing: Sighing


"Oh, Scarlet, dear. Come and take a seat. No, you don't just get to claim a student like that on your first day when there are teachers with more seniority considering them. Come and watch the tourney. You missed a few interesting matches already." The lich used such a familiar tone with the girl and, while there were empty chairs, Nishira had made it clear with her body language that the new teacher was invited to sit in her lap. "I know you think you get what you want, dear, but the only person who ever does is me. Now, come here."
 
Location-Arena


Who I'm with: Frank (@Pinkalyn ), Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity ) and Nishira(@folclor


What I'm doing_Grinning


Scarlet grinned from ear to ear and took her seat on Nishira's lap. "You say seniority, but I think you should let your favorites go first. " She leaned back into Nishira. "Judging by my current position as compared to others I think that puts me at the top of the list." She gently ran her fingers under the older women's chin. "Wouldn't you agree?" she smiled. Scarlet loved this more than anything. Nishira was the only women she would allow to treat her like this, but she loved putting the shoe on the other foot. She liked seeing Nishira react to someone so bold.
 
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