Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Ritual Room


@Lunaria Silver


Geralt looked up from the tables with the students, hiding his irritation at the interruption.


"This is the Trial of the Grasses.  The ones that survive it will become Witchers, like me.  Lucky for you, I think your boy is going to survive.  Now, what's this favor you want?"
 
Ritual Room


@TommyGun15


'Tch. As if I'll allow you to decide my Chevalier's future.' Lillith's smile did not falter as she thought this. 


She threw her hands upwards and to the sides with an amused smirk. "Well, you seem rather tense. No need to be so pushy!"


She giggled as she allowed her hands to fall back down limply. Her face no longer contained the slightest shred of amusement. "Do not interfere."


Lillith did not bother to elaborate, as it was not in her nature to be straightforward right away. Why should she be, after all, when she was the Queen? The peasants needed time to react, to amuse her.
 
Ritual Room 


@Lunaria Silver


Geralt raised an eyebrow as Lilith  mentioned not interfering.  Figuring she was about to do something stupid, he tapped her on the shoulder.


"I would've mess with the process at the moment.  It's very delicate, and one accident could cause it to fail."


Geralt nodded in the direction of the seven other candidates, a few of which were still spasming following their deaths via drowning in blood and bile. 
 
Ritual Room


@TommyGun15


Lillith's eyes narrowed as she glared at him. This was largely due to the fact that he had touched her. "Do not touch me." She stated coldly.


Then, she decided to explain it a little bit better. "I did not mean now. Later, I am going to do something, and you cannot interfere with my actions."


Assuming he might interpret her request as she intended to kill several students. "Allow me to ease your mind. Nobody will die." 'Per say.'


"You have my word as a monarch." Lillith giving her word as a monarch was basically the only way that a person could ever be certain she would do as she promised.
 
Imalia's Room


@StartingOver


Nishira chuckled at the request.  "No.  She'll regain her form in time.  This isn't the first time she's done something so inexcusably stupid.  Now follow me, pet.  We should get some work done before classes begin."  The lich's icy hand closed around Scarlet's wrist.


Imalia watched, quite sad at the turn of events.  But she knew she could do nothing to stop it.  She stopped her emotions from flowing through the binding, not wanting James to feel her despair.


James's Room


@TommyGun15


Why'nn looked at the door for a moment before turning back to him.  "James...  Pack a bag.  I do not know for how long, but pack a bag and come with me.  Please.  I do not wish to be without you and I am certain we can convince Father that this is in our best interest."  She leaned up, giving him a kiss on the cheek.  "Please."
 
Imalia's room


Scarlet sighed. "Yes." She didn't have a choice. This was the only way Lia could hang around a little longer. "What are you going to do with me?" She asked looking up at Nishira. "I'm still the woman you want me to be, just... just more understanding and I have compassion." She looked down. "I'm still just as smart and dangerous." She relaized however that she wasn't. The monster that wanted James dead was what Nishira wanted."


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Ritual Room


@Lunaria Silver


Geralt raised an eyebrow, experience telling him that the honor of royalty wasn't worth cow piss.  But, there was no reason to start what would at best be a costly fight.


"Very well, I will not interfere.  But the boy's going to be a Witcher, at least in body.  Personally he looks a bit skinny for it, but Nishira put him on the list of cadidates.  Actually, of these three, Grim is the only one I would've bet on surviving.  But the Trial is funny like that.  Many that you think would pass, fail.  And many that you'd think would fail, survive.  And oddly enough, they usually end up the best Witchers."  


Geralt shrugged, looking athis apprentice.


"I guess we'll see about that."


My Room


@folclor


James was a bit surprised that Why'nn asked him to come with.  At first a dozen reasonshe couldn't go floated through his mind.  He had to prepare for his mission, what would he tell Mistress, and a dozen other question.  The Why'nn kissed him, and James's mind was made up.


In less than a minute, a traveling cloak, a waterskin, some first-aid supplies, his staff, and a few other assorted items flew into his bag, which flew into his hand.  He smiled at Why'nn and kissed her back, hlding onto her hand.


"Ready when you are."
 
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Ritual Room and then Hallway


@TommyGun15 and then Nobody


Lillith turned away from Geralt and walked out of the room with a grin. "Excellent." She stated. This would be much easier without him bothering her. She began to wander the hallways, excited for when her newest toy would wake up. Some part of her was disappointed by his changed appearance, but it didn't concern her. 
 
===Gareth===


Cafeteria


@HK Fifty and whoever else cares


Gareth had been picking at his food for a while,  the incredible boredom getting to him. He briefly considered stalking the halls, but he doubted anyone would be alone at this time. 'So bored, can't kill anyone. Open fire here? No, that might get me killed. And the Headmistress told me not to kill. Stupid cold lady, ruining my fun. The murder lady, though. She'd probably let me do whatever.' Gareth, after a bit of deliberation, decided on a way to pass the time.


First, he made sure the safety on his rifle was on. Didn't want to accidentally bring down the Headmistress' wrath. Second, he scanned the cafeteria for someone far enough away to where they wouldn't instantly notice what he was doing. He spotted a blue girl with red eyes. 'I thought those only existed in bad sci-fi.' Finally, he aimed his rifle at the girl. He began mentally counting the seconds until she noticed him.
 
Cafeteria 


@shadowstrikr25 , others


It took Brask'hal'azhura around 9 seconds to notice the rifle aimed at her. She would've noticed it much more quickly had she paid more attention to her surroundings. But why would she? The Cafeteria prohibited violence , so it would only decrease her efficient morning if she kept alert while she ate. She didn't flinch at the weapon pointed her way - instead , the Chiss woman kept a steady glare upon the source and continued consuming her meal. Do some of my 'peers' have nothing better to do than make inane threats they won't carry out? It doesn't make them any more efficient. If she noticed the safety was on (or cared about the possiblity of being killed) , she didn't give any obvious indication. 
 
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Imalia's Room


@StartingOver


Nishira raised an eyebrow.  "Really?  You still dangerous?  Oh, pet, you're a house broken kitten when Imalia holds sway.  It's sad to watch."  The lich took to mimicking Scarlet's tone.  "Oh, Why'nn, be confident, listen to me, be a good little cleric!"  She shook her head.  "Pathetic.  I told you to brainwash her.  I told you to make changes.  I didn't tell you to make her happy or make her like you.  I told you to take her memories.  I told you to take away who she is so we can make her what we want her to be.  That's what we did to you.  So do it to her."


James's Room, then Hallway, then Father's Chambers


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15


Why'nn smiled, taking his hand and walking through the dimension door.  "I am hopeful we may be going to Faerun.  I want you to see my homeland!  It is beautiful and perhaps you may see my lord's magnificence!"  She squeezed his hand slightly, affectionate, and led him into Father's chambers.


"Father, I am back.  Can James come with us?"
 
===Gareth===


Cafeteria


@HK Fifty and whoever else cares


Gareth counted the seconds as he aimed at the blue girl. He imagined pulling the trigger, his shot burrowing through her skull, brains and bone and blood exploding out of the other side. The thought alone made him smile. After 9 seconds, a very short time, she noticed him and just sort of... stared. Gareth scowled. 'Great. First one I pick is no fun. Wonder if anyone else is actually fun?' Gareth moved his rifle, aiming at Rhys, Kimali, and Grant. Kimali reacted in 23 seconds with a raised eyebrow. Grant reacted in 45 with a startled jump and a scream. Gareth laughed a little at that. Rhys... didn't seem to notice, or simply didn't care. Gareth began aiming wherever, trying to provoke reactions.
 
Imalia's room


Her words about what they had done to her lot something in Scarlet. She stopped cowering and yanked her hand away from Nishira. "Screw you, what you did to me was wrong, I'm trying to do this in a way that won't comepelety  fuck them up. I give a shit about them! I hate you, I hate you so much, but I'm in love with you. "She looked down. "I'm always confused and I'm hardly every happy. I don't want that for them, they can be happy and still be produtive members of your army. You can do what you want with me, I'm already broken, but let me do this right for them." She seemed to be flip flopping but that was what her mind was now. She couldn't really have conviction because she wasn't sure of anything. She was very much still under Nishira sway, sounding more like a upset daughther then a pissed rivial.


@folclor
 
My Chambers


@folclor @TommyGun15


Delrick had finished checking the two packs and was sitting in his hammock reading Hansel and Gretel. Without looking up he took a sip of his coffee. "Welcome Mr. Belgarion. Just know that next time you attempt to open a door through dimensions into my or my apprentice's rooms you will be rebuked." He snapped the book shut sharply. "Violently." He stood and moved to stand before the two, raising an eyebrow. "No." There was a finality in his voice, the decision had been made. Nodding to James as he moved past them to pick up both packs and offered one to Why'nn. "We are set to depart very shortly." The entire time his voice was low and calm. 
 
Father's Chambers


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15


Why'nn's face fell and she looked from Father to James, eventually pulling the latter into a tight hug, pulling back only to give him a deep kiss.  At the end, she reluctantly drew back, not wanting to let go of his hand until she absolutely had to.  Finally, she let go of him, her expression betraying that she didn't like this.  "Very well..."  Her words were soft.  She took the offered pack, stealing glances at James the whole time.  "How long are we to be gone?"  She didn't want to leave at all if it meant being away from James.


Imalia's Room, then My Room


@StartingOver


Nishira shook her head.  "Ohh, my misguided kitten...  Take a good, long look, Imalia.  You won't be seeing her for a while."  Laughing, the lich grabbed Scarlet by the back of the neck and teleported to her bedroom.  Grinning, she put a collar around the woman's neck.
 
Delrick's Room


@folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


James frowned slightly as Delrick told him he couldn't come.  After Why'nn kissed him, he slowly began to walk away, head hung in disappointment.


"Okay...  But Why'nn and I are going on a mission for Nishira in a few days so...  Oh who am I kidding, you probably know already..."


James shrugged his pack off of his back, letting it drag behind him as he walked towards the door.
 
Nishira's room


Scarlet stuck out her hands trying to grab Imilia. Befor she knew it she was in Nishira's bedroom. "Hey. I wasn't ready to!" She cut out as she looked down at the collar that was out around her neck. "Hey... I'm not a animal." She said pulling at it


@folclor.
 
===???===


Violet's room?


@StartingOver


Chip, the sneaky robot, had stayed hidden for the rest of the day of the tournament. Master did send it one final mission, however, and Chip would complete it with efficiency. The target was currently asleep, ignoring the horde of students that had made their way to the cafeteria for their first nutritional intake. Chip had skittered across the floor to observe its target, Violet. Currently she was alone, although Chip did not know how long this would last, with the audio of Scarlet requesting Violet for some purpose in its databanks. Chip decided to wake the sleeping student by announcing its presence. "Greetings, Ms. Carver. I do believe you have spoken to my master before, the man with the mask? He wished for me to talk to you and deliver some news." Chip, being a machine, had no idea if she would have an adverse reaction to the news, only that he had to deliver it.
 
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My room


Violet twitched a little in her sleep. She blinked a few times and looked up. "Wahhhh?" She sat up being over dramatic. "Oh... Zerek... Yeah he's a jerk. What news could he have for me?" She asked rubbing her eyes. "Why did he send you and not come himself?"


@shadowstrikr25
 
===Chip===


Violet's Room


@StartingOver


Chip would have shrugged, if it had a humanoid chassis. Instead it tried to imitate the gesture, albeit very poorly. It looked more like a jump that was given up on halfway through. Many people seemed to think its master a jerk, asshole, several words too filthy for most organics, and motherfucker. Even stranger was how she knew his name, with would have been a well guarded secret had a certain butler not shown up. "Master has died. The dead have a difficult time delivering news." Chip, being a machine, didn't show any signs of sadness. "Also, Grim has been bound. This unit was instructed to preface this with a statement to not shoot the messenger. Don't shoot the messenger. Valian is also going to be bound." Chip, being a machine, was neither a master of subtlety nor a reader of emotion. 
 
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Violet's eyes shot open. She jumped out of bed her body being englufed in red enegry. "Where is he? She started to pace. "Tell me where he is, now!" She punched the wall. "I'll kill her... I fucking kill Nishira. "


@shadowstrikr25
 
===Chip===


Violet's Room


@StartingOver


Chip's internal subroutines were less than positive. They calculated a less-than-optimal chance of her survival once he told her the location of Grim. As such, it decided not to, while explaining the reasoning. "This unit will not give you his location. This unit believes that you will charge to the location and get yourself killed. However, this unit does have an alternative." Chip skittered to the door, blocking Violet from leaving until it deduced that she would not do something so stupid as to get herself killed. "This unit has a way to help. A letter will be delivered to you with a location and a time. Afterwards, destroy the letter and go to the specified location at the specified date and time. Do you understand?" Chip didn't understand why he was programmed to print out a letter with a specific date, time, and location, then deliver it and ensure that it was destroyed, but what was it going to do? Argue with its directives?
 
My room


"So let me get this straght robot." She started walking closer to it. "You want me to train to fight Nishira." She cocked her head to the side. "Who's going to train me? A dead guy?" She threw her hands up. "Tell me this, and just so you understand your answer will go a long way in deciding on my answer. Can he do what he said? Can he really offer help with the bindings?"


@shadowstrikr25
 
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===Chip===


Violet's Room


@StartingOver


Chip nodded in the affirmative. "Of course. Master would hardly expect otherwise. He had a plan, should this situation ever arise. He does have a way to train you while dead." Chip tilted to the side at her final question. His databanks told him yes, of course. His master would hardly lie about that. However, Chip was nowhere near the negotiator his master was, and had no idea how to read people. Still, he gave his answer. "Yes, he does have that ability. Was that the answer you were hoping for, Miss Carver?" Chip was curious as to if he was really right or not. A wrong answer meant a potential ally would be lost. The construct waited for Violet to respond.
 
My room


"Okay... I believe you." Violet said giving a nod. "What do I have to do get this traning?" She asked. She looked to the robot for the answer. "I really hope you aren't lying to me." She eyed Chip wondering what this would lead to.


@shadowstrikr25
 
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