Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: Dark Arts Room


Who I'm with: The Third Years


What I'm doing: STILL PLOTTING TO RULE THIS REAL--Teaching


Shao Kahn looked at what this.............student did and sighed "Not really, I am asking you to use magic to summon a spear, not pull a knife out of your chest and throw it making a spear mid air" He spun the wrath hammer slowly on his finger by the loop on the bottom.
 
Location: The Dark Arts Room


Who I'm with: Valian, Zipper, the rest of my classmates, the teacher


What I'm doing: Wondering why they weren't summoning something fun


The otter put his head on the table and groaned. 'Dis is a waste of toime.' He looked the way this teacher taught from an aggressive warlike point of view, but he was incapable of doing a a requested. So he looked around the room, hoping there was enough distraction and that someone would have an extra spear for him to throw. The otter was quite skilled at spear throwing, but only if he had a spear.
 
Location: Engraving and Enchanting


Company: James (@TommyGun15 ), Brutus (@Rookie ), his professor (@folclor )


Activity: Acting a bit nervous


Bridget, admittedly, was nervous to start class. He feared failing, and magic enchantment was more than a brand new topic to him. He couldn't grasp these arts very well, but somehow he could use them anyway (will be explained later).


"S-So... Without speaking up... Does anyone have the slightest idea what we're doing here?" The feminine young man asked, rubbing his neck awkwardly while laughing with anxiety.
 
where: dark arts room


with: grim and valian and the rest of the classroom


is doing what: doing what was commanded


Zipper

Zipper nods listening to the teacher clapping her hands together a second time as the glowing strange hole opened again on her chest. She pulls out a long black spear with darkness emitting around it. The hole closing again."does this one work?" She asked with now eerie glowing irises. She then throws it at the target which gets enveloped in darkness and the spear shakes for a movement before something black oozed down from it and the target turned black before popping exploding into a disgusting black mess.

@folclor

@Rookie

@Grim Wraithe Stjerna
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Location: Engraving and Enchanting


Who I'm With: People


What I'm Doing: Thinking


Brutus sighed and looked around the room, they all seemed so alien to him. He wished that there was more of a race diversity at the school. He knew a few of the teachers were of different races, but the majority of them were human (or appeared to be). Then he wondered how he got 'here', not in the sense of how he was born, he had already heard that one. He was wondering how he got to be here, at the school. Brutus started to remember but it was fuzzy, he remembered getting basic training in a few things, then he was sent on his rite of passage and somehow through a blackhole he got here. 'Odd'


Location: The Dark Arts Room


Who I'm with: Third year students


What I'm doing: Ordering students around


"No, stop taking things out of the black hole and summon it using actual magic. I will be calling a Janitor after this class to see about getting the mess cleaned before the next class" He had seen many things and people, and he was unhappy about seeing the target be destroyed since he recently lost the measurements for the targets. Shao then noticed the otter sitting around, he summoned a spear as if it was nothing and made a small poke at the otter, not an attack, but a small jab to get it to actually try. "There will be no lounging in this class" He really needed to learn the third year students' names.
 
Location: Second Floor Hallway/Engraving and Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: Connor/The other students and the teacher


What I'm doing: Being a descent student


'What happened while I was out? When I saw her snap your neck I blacked out. I was ...full of rage. I thought I'd never talk to you again. I don't know how to bring people back from the dead yet.' Why'nn squeezed his hand as they hurried to the class. As best she could, she led him to the back of the classroom.


Location: Engraving and Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: My students


What I'm doing: Starting class


Imalia glanced up as the couple entered her room. "No, no. Boy, you stay there. Girl, sit at the front of the class. I won't have my lesson interrupted by hormones." As soon as Why'nn had done as she was asked, the teacher stood up straight and paced around in front of her desk.


"Welcome, students." She turned to face the class, staring at each of them momentarily. "This is Simple Engraving & Enchanting I. I am your teacher and you may call me Mistress Erus. You will be in my classes for the rest of your time here, so I advise you to be on time and do as you're told. I'm not a harsh mistress, but you will learn to respect me." Her gaze rested upon the alien boy as if she heard his plea. Her appearance shimmered momentarily and she appeared as a female of his race. "In this class you'll learn the basics of enchantment. The engraving of runes will come next school year. Other magics will not be taught in this classroom, but I am willing to teach you other areas should you become interested and willing to submit to my extended instruction." Her appearance returned to her normal form. "Are there any questions before we begin the first lesson?"


Location: Dark Arts Classroom


Who I'm with: Grim, Zipper, my other classmates, and the teacher


What I'm doing: Watching


It wasn't as if the teacher didn't know some of his students couldn't summon objects. Valian hated this class with a passion. "It's not like you aren't used to our limits!" he called, summoning the illusion of a spear. As he twirled it, none of the others would be able to tell it was nothing but light. Until, that was, he dismissed it and it fell apart in tiny golden particles. "He can't do magic. And I can't pull material things out of nowhere!"
 
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Location: Engraving and Enchantment


Who I'm with: Imalia (@folclor ), Other students


What I'm doing: Paying attention


James sat up in his chair. Finally the lesson was about to start. Judging by the ease with which the teacher changed her shape and back again, she was likely very skilled. James got the feeling that she was somewhat aloof too, however that was not something that worried him. He would definitely have to look into this extended instruction. Despite his timidity, he didn't want this school to end up like at the school before.


But as he listened to her, he thought about what he'd heard upstairs less than an hour ago. Would something like that happen to him if he volunteered. Then another question occurred to him.


If it was worth it in the end, did it matter?
 
Location: Dark Arts Classroom


Who I'm with: Third Years


What I'm doing: Totally not plotting to overthrow Ms.Auros, definitely teaching.


"I'm not telling him to use magic, I'm telling him to at least do something during the lesson. Perhaps he could tell this one (he pointed towards Zipper) what I am asking it to do, perhaps he could ask me for a spear off the wall and I would give it to him so he actually does something." Shao just simply began spinning the Wrath Hammer on his finger once more
 
Location: Enchanting and Engraving Classroom


Company: Imalia (the prof., @folclor ), others (@TommyGun15 , @Rookie ), but he was ignoring the students for now


Activity: Waiting for selection


Bridget, listening attentively to Imalia, had raised his slender arm to ask his professor a curious question, now that everyone has settled and it was explained. He had to ignore his friends and others, since he wanted to show his respective qualities and great capability as a student. He awaited for the teacher to select him so he could speak, but otherwise, he remained silent and focused on the teacher's eyes.
 
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where: dark arts room


with: grim and valian and the rest of the classroom


is doing what: explaining things


Zipper

"Its not a blackhole....everything I create just is formed that way. Like if I were to open a black hole I'd have to use my scissors or a zipper to pull open a rift in space....what I'm doing is actually normal for my kind." Zipper explained to the teacher with a small sigh. "If you don't believe me i can show you a black hole." She says clapping her hands together and materializing her massive scissors from her chest. She smiled widely with a eerie look as her eyes glowed. "I can definitely show you how we do things in the underworld...."Zipper says ready to prove herself if asked.

@folclor

@Rookie

@Grim Wraithe Stjerna
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Location: The Dark Arts Room


Who I'm with: Valian, Zipper, the rest of my classmates, the teacher


What I'm doing: Sitting up straight and being angsty


With his head on the desk the otter didn't see the teacher approaching but did hear him. Grim jumped a little at being prodded with the spear tip, glaring at the teacher, but doing as he was told. He sat up in his chair, grateful that Valian stood up for him. The otter let out a sigh and folded his arms over his chest. "Ser, may I 'ave a spear?" At least he could throw a spear and the sit back and watch the other students play with magic.


Whenever his friend so effortlessly used his magic, the mustelid felt envious. He watched as the spear spun in his friends hand. 'At lease Skippeh made sure we all knew how ta t'drow dese t'ings.'


Hearing Zipper speak Grim looked at her, his eyes going wide as she drew the scissors from her chest and made that creepy smile of her's. 'Oi wot is she doin'now?' He remembered someone from an technologically advanced realm explain a black hole to him. From what he remembered it wasn't a good thing.
 
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Location: The Dark Arts Room


Who I'm with: Third Year students


What I'm doing: Approving


Shao addresed the Otter "Yes, go grab a couple off the wall and throw them at the target." He then twirled the Wrath Hammer on his finger, watching his soon-to-be soldiers....the headmistress's soon to be soldiers. Until he overthrew her.
 
Location: Turger Unit, My office


Who I'm with: Zeni and Arlight, Zeni's twin


What I'm doing: Realizing I literally abandoned my student and went into Turger


Acantha suddenly came to, the strange lights and odd frost around her making her feel a millisecond of an emotion: fear. Or was it confusion? She couldn't tell, but it would excite her if she knew what the hell was going on.


Arlight and Zeni were curled up next to her, one under each arm, and asked them with a tacitly concerned expression what had happened to her in this time.


Zeni meowled in response, and Arlight helpfully responded that was a light response to her body still having trace amounts of her Dracosa poison in her, and it caused her body, something that rejected any sort of virulence or call of death, and commanded for immidiate slowing of all her mortal vitals.


Aca flung open the top of her unit, and looked around at the masses of things unpacked and organized, and let out an irritated and selfishly sad sob, upset that she didn't get to perform her devotion on that boy, Connor. Oh she wanted to work with him so much.


She rarely cried, but when she did it certainly wasn't a good sign, as witches never felt strongly about anything. The two winger cats quickly sprung from their spots, and dashed off into the halls, trying desperately to find the boy before the witch started screaming louder and potentially causing extreme damage.
 
Location: Engraving & Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: My students


What I'm doing: Taking questions


Imalia nodded to the young feminine man. "Yes, Mr Abbott?" She'd reviewed all the files before class today in preparation. It would be difficult otherwise. She intended to know each of her students' names and recorded abilities. Some, like Miss Canthet or Mr Shaw, were already spoken for, but the rest were available and she intended to make great use of that.


Location: Dark Arts Room


Who I'm with: My classmates and my teacher


What I'm doing: Not really caring for class


It seemed that every year Shao Kahn got worse at hiding his hatred for the headmistress and this year was no different. However, Zipper offering to open a black hole was a bad idea, markedly. "Uh, Zipper... maybe we should not..." The boy went to the doll's side and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I don't want to get pulled into it." In a whisper, "Even if I wouldn't hate seeing him die."
 
Bridget


Location: Enchanting and Engraving Room


Company: Imalia (@folclor ), as well as others (@TommyGun15 , @Rookie )


Activity: Asking a curious question


Bridget, on the other hand, hadn't reviewed most of the explanations for classrooms given in the folders. Sure, he should have studied them even for a second, but he had paid more attention to memorizing his schedule. Sighing, then clearing his throat after a five-second pause, the effeminate male spoke.


"Could you p-please give a basic explanation of the class subject, or...?"


Mrs. Hayashi


Location: Entry Hall


Company: Alone


Activity: Wandering around


Mei hadn't caught up in time to attend her Dark Arts classroom. Of course, the sharpshooting teenager could care less for that classroom; on the first day here, she easily pinpointed Shao Kahn as her least favorite professor. With a packet of lunch strapped to her thigh for the next bell, she simply stood against a wall, loading six .50 Exacto high-caliber cartridges into her J-04's magazine and inserting it back into the compact rifle, pulling the bolt and then closing it.
 
Location: Enchanting and Engraving Room


Who I'm With: People


What I'm Doing: Processing information


Brutus had been sitting there and then he heard 'Mr' when the professor had answered Bridget. He thought that ment that someone was male, but this person was certainly a female....he dropped his head on his desk and hit it softly a few times.
 
where: dark arts room


with: grim and valian and the rest of the classroom


is doing what:


Zipper

Zipper exhaled softly and looks up at him with her aqua eyes. "Hmm...ok. Zipper won't then since valien asked her not to."She says and traces a finger across the handle on her scissors and they vanished.

Where: hallway/dark arts classroom

With: grim, valian,teacher,zipper,class

Doing:

Just getting to class




Sugarshe and glitch




A pair of twins. Wolf twins hurried down the hallway quickly. Glitch was tugging his sister by the wrist whom didn't want to go complaining loudly. They entered the classroom glitch looking at the teacher."sorry we're late!!" He chimed and Sugarshe growled angrily at her brother smacking him hard against the back of the head. "That's what you get for pulling me around,you jerk..."She says before taking a seat next to grim narrowing her eyes as her twin followed suit with a amused look.

@folclor

@Rookie

@Grim Wraithe Stjerna
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Location: Engraving and Enchanting


Who I'm with: The Class, The Teacher (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Listening


James raised his eyebrow when he heard the teacher address Bridget as Mr. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked over at Bridget, but he still couldn't help but think she looked like a woman. After a moment of thought, James felt sorry of Bridget. The guy had probably had to deal with jerks hitting on him for years. That probably got irritating very quickly.


However, when James heard Bridget's question, he paid very close attention to the teacher's reply. He was familiar with the concept of enchanting, but engraving was new to him. But given that this class also taught enchanting, it was probably something to do with magic.

 

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Location: Engraving & Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: My students


What I'm doing: Teaching


Imalia regarded the frail boy with a certain amount of incredulity. Had these children not read their class descriptions? The teacher sighed. There was no reason to punish these children just yet. "This class is entitled 'Simple Engraving & Enchanting I.' It would, more accurately, be called, 'Simple Enchanting.' This year we won't be looking at Engraving as you need a good basis in enchantments first. Enchanting can make anyone more pliable and can lead to the control of another soul. Along with this, we'll begin learning lower level evocation magic. Evocation pulls something from the nothingness that surrounds us and gives it form." She looked around once more. "Mr. Drexo, perhaps you would like to cease your self harm and join in with the lesson?"


Why'nn remained looking like an attentive student, but she was being anything but. Enchanting, evocation, engraving, all of those were things wizards and sorcerers dealt with. She would have no ability to use it beyond prayers and she wasn't even sure what schools of magic her prayers fell under. So, instead, she thought about Connor, rather glad he was still alive, and the teacher, who she intended to kill one day.
 
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Location: Engraving and Enchanting


Who I'm with: The other first years, The Teacher (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Asking a question


James frowned. So, she did not mean the same type of enchanting he thought she meant. But to be honest, this sort of enchanting sounded much more within his capabilities, and in a way he already knew a bit of evocation. James was fairly certain that if any teacher could help him learn to control his powers, this one could. Thinking back to his schedule, the only other bet he had was Dark Arts, and that sounded a bit too violent for James.


After the teacher finished speaking, James slowly raised his hand. He tried his best to keep his voice steady, but his hand shook slightly from nerves.


"Professor. I apologize for interrupting the lesson, but I was hoping to discuss something with you after class. I think it might be of benefit to me to participate in your extended instruction course."

 

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Location: Engraving and Enchanting Class


Who I'm With: Why'nn, teacher, other students


What I'm Doing: Failing to see the point of being in this class


Connor sat in the back of the classroom, not really caring about this class. It seemed that it was something to do with magic, something that didn't actually exist in his world so it wasn't something he'd actually be able to do. Connor let out a slight yawn as he sat there, but took a few notes on what the teacher was saying anyway. To avoid causing more problems, he wanted to make it at least look like he cared. Though, he did want to ask what the point was since he had no magical ability. Inevitably, his mind went back to Why'nn. She had been under the assumption he was dead, which must have been hard for her. As he continued scribbling notes, he sent her a telepathic message. 'Because of a stupid order, I can't tell you details, but be careful with that Sith...' He struggled hard with not being able to do anything to tell her and it frustrated him. 'Stay close to me and I'll keep you safe...'
 
Location: Engraving & Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: My students


What I'm doing: Teaching


Imalia nodded. "Mr. Belgarion, I appreciate your further interest in this subject. We'll speak of this at the end of the class." She looked over the rest of the class. "Any other queries?" She could feel something was disrupting the air of the room, like a silent conversation was going on. However, as she couldn't be sure of it she said nothing else.


Location: Engraving & Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: The teacher, Connor, and the other students


What I'm doing: Not paying attention


She'd taken out a journal and attempted to take notes, but Connor's thoughts were interrupting that. Why'nn frowned slightly as she heard the concern. 'What in the world is a Sith? No one has explained that to me!' She had to fight the impulse to look behind her. 'You can't come with me to my training tonight. Sensei said I need to meet with him after classes. I don't think you can come...' Absent-mindedly she began to doodle her god's holy symbol. 'You can't come with me everywhere, Connor. I'm not defenseless.'
 
Location: Engraving & Enchanting Class


What I'm With: Why'nn, the Teacher, other studends


What I'm Doing: Jotting notes, talking to Why'nn


Connor gave a small, inward sigh when he heard her say that she wasn't defenseless. 'Against her, you are. You saw what she did to me, and if you knew what she was planning...' Connor felt a brief shot of pain go through him, which made himself stiffen slightly, but he kept forcing himself not to show any sign of not paying attention. 'Let me tell you a little something about the Sith.' With that, Connor went into a semi-long spiel about the Force, Sith and Jedi, and the whole of the Star Wars universe. He gave details about torture methods Sith liked to use, especially Force Lightning, emphasizing that it was a favorite among them. 'I heard her say she was a member of the Sith Council. She's too powerful for you...I know you are a strong person, it's what I like about you. Just try to get the meditation teacher to keep you for as long as he can...If he doesn't she'll...' Again Connor felt the pain shoot through him, this time a bit more intense. He ended up reacting in such a way he stood up quickly out of his chair. As he did so, he glanced around the room, and gave a faux sheepish grin. "Sorry. I thought I saw a rat..." he said, taking his seat again. 'Lame excuse Connor...Vast knowledge about ALL THIS SHIT and you choose a damn rat...'
 
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Location: Engraving & Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: The teacher, Conor, and the other classmates


What I'm doing: Sketching, talking to Connor


Why'nn felt the pain shoot through Connor, but it did not have the same effect on her. She frowned, but listened to what he had to say. However, most of the information he gave her she could not absorb. It was taking all her energy just to keep track of the main points. As her head began to hurt, about three quarters of the way through his explanation, she put a hand to her head and winced a bit. The lightning didn't sound all that terrifying, she'd had quite a lot worse from her 'Father.'


As he moved on, it was frustrating for him to say she couldn't handle something, but he was likely right as the... Sith was a teacher and she was only a student, a first year at that. The note on having Sensei keep her long was strange as she would likely be kept late regardless. However, the pain that shot through him this time startled Why'nn enough that she shattered the pen in her hand. Ink spilled all over her journal, stained her hand, the shards of plastic embedded themselves in her skin, though not too deeply. Nervous she would've brought attention upon herself, she looked up at the teacher. However, the teacher seemed to be more distracted by Connor.


Carefully, she began to pick the plastic from her hand. 'A rat? Have you seen any here?' This next part she tried to keep to herself. 'I'm kind of hungry...' Returning to intending to reply to him, she formulated a response as best she could. 'That sounds like what the red wizards do. Don't worry. I've had that kind of torture before. It isn't bad.' In fact, she'd had worse, but tried to hide the flashes of being strapped to a table and dissected from him.
 
Location: Enchanting and Engraving Classroom


Company: Imalia (@folclor ), James (@TommyGun15 ), Brutus (@Rookie ), another student (@KalenNighteyes )


Activity: Listening attentively


The young man listened to the teacher's explanation, thankful that this year, he would only need to learn and apply basic magic control. To show he was attentive, he put his arm down and continued to focus on his professor.


However, he got a tad frustrated at himself when his new friend James had asked about speaking about enhanced class talk with Ms. Imalia after class. Why hadn't I thought of this earlier, he thought to himself in a scold. The self-proclaimed 'bounty hunter' abandoned these negative thoughts in his head, thinking that if he acted as an excellent student, remained mostly silent, paid attention and ask questions pertaining to the topic, he would be able to advance his education here.
 
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