Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[folclor]

Location: Engraving & Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: James


What I'm doing: Enjoying the challenge


"Very well..." She looked over the boy and thought of his words. Though she knew little to nothing about his realm, his story was compelling. "I can teach you of Abjuration, Conjuration, Evocation, Illusion, and Transmutation. I cannot teach you of Divination or Necromancy. The former is something you'll be taught by another, but Necromancy is something you can only learn from the headmistress herself." This brought up a dilemma, though. "James, would you like to be my apprentice?"

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: Enchanting and Engraving Classroom


Who I'm with: Miss Imalia (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Accepting an offer


Normally, James would've taken some time to think about it. His nerves, for all the problems they brought him, always kept him from making split second decisions, making him stop, and consider his options. However, something had grown inside James as he talked. The cold, blue light of willpower practically shone within him. For what might've been the first time in his life, James acted without a second of hesitation.


"If you will have me, I will be your apprentice."

 

[folclor]

Location: Engraving & Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: James


What I'm doing: Taking him


A pang of guilt, knowing what was about to happen to this boy, hit Imalia's heart. "Then we must go see the headmistress. Come along." Her manner held sorrow as she led him down the hallway, toward the stairs. If he would let her, she'd lead him right to the headmistress's office. Part of her knew this was wrong, to not explain to the boy before he underwent this ritual, but she could not. To tell him even part of what was about to transpire would bring the burning to her chest and another near death experience.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Being kissed


Connor returned the kiss, putting in enough passion to match hers as he did so. After a moment, which probably was not long enough for either of them, he broke the kiss and looked at her. He placed a hand on her cheek and caressed it gently. 'That was...unexpected, but nice. Are you alright? Is there anything I can do?' He looked at her with a slight expression of concern. Sure, the enchantment had made them want to be passionate with one another, and he was still feeling it's fleeting effects, but it had only been a matter of hours since they had shown this kind of affection for one another. He wasn't even sure she was ready for anything after what she had confided in him. Then he remembered what Manara had planned, and grasped her hand a little tighter. He couldn't let the Sith have her...he wouldn't.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Engraving and Enchanting Classroom


Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Following my new Mistress


"Yes Ma'am."


James stood and followed Imalia out of the classroom. When he realized that they were going upstairs, he remembered the strange noises that he heard before class, and put two and two together. Though a shiver ran up his spine, James felt that he was committed now. As he followed her up the stairs to the 3rd, then 4th floor, he spoke.


"I heard noises coming from up here during the last period. It sounded like someone struggling. I'm fairly certain it was Why'nn, and the telepath who was acting disrespectful in class. She ran upstairs, and when she came back down both of them looked like they'd been tortured."


James paused for a moment, never breaking his stride.


"Whatever's about to happen, whatever it is I need to do to become your apprentice, it isn't pleasant, is it? It's going to hurt. Probably a lot. Am I right?"

 

[folclor]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor


What I'm doing: I don't know


Why'nn found herself breathless as Connor pulled back. His hands gripped hers and she was surprised at his strength. 'Did I do something wrong? I thought that was what you wanted... (It's what I wanted...) I ...I want to do it more. Is that normal?' His hand on her cheek felt good and she closed her eyes, enjoying the contact. 'What has you so concerned? You've been scared of something since your binding. What's going on?'





Her concern was for his. She desired a peaceful day, just a day to spend with him. She had so many questions she wanted to ask, so much she wished to learn about him and his life. For a time, she simply wished to be alone with him, to be... normal. She leaned up and gave him another kiss. 'I want to do whatever would make you happy. I saw some of the things in your head. I will do them for you. I will do them with you.'


Location: Third Floor


Who I'm with: James


What I'm doing: Leading


She hesitated, but he wasn't a dumb boy. "You're going to fall asleep for a few minutes and when you wake you'll be slightly different. Your will will be bound to mine and the headmistress's. I will ask you to do something you won't like, but is necessary."





At his assertion that he heard noise from up here, that Delrick and Acantha's apprentices appeared harmed, she glanced around. It smelled like the Sith had been there. No doubt it was her doing. "From what you're describing it sounds like they ran afoul of one of the other teachers."

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Third Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Following


James thought about what Imalia said. So, whatever happened would be unpleasant. That didn't surprise him. He thought about what Imalia said about being bound to her and the Headmistress. He supposed he could handle that too, but it did make him think. If he was going to be bound to the Headmistress... that probably meant other people in the school were too. He glanced over at Imalia. She knew what was going to happen, she'd given him every chance to walk out of this, yet she hadn't told him what exactly would happen. That meant...


She's bound too...


Despite this, James did not slow his pace.


"I don't mind being different from how I am now. I don't like myself the way I am. That's why I'm choosing to do this."

 

[folclor]

Location: Third Floor/Headmistress's Office


Who I'm with: James/James & Nishira


What I'm doing: Preparing


Imalia nodded and led him toward the stairs. "You're a smart boy. You must know, that is part of why you're being chosen."


They climbed the stairs and opened the door to Nishira's office. Imalia stepped in first. "Headmistress, forgive the intrusion. I have chosen an apprentice."


The headmistress looked up from the documents upon her desk. 'Another one? But I suppose this is the second day... I shouldn't be surprised, honestly.' Nishira pushed away her papers and stood, a smile sliding into place. "This way, then." She led the teacher and student into the ritual room. Thankfully, she'd seen fit to remove the Twi'lek's body from the room so there was no hint of dead bodies. "Boy, lie down upon this slab and I'll put you into a nice, deep sleep."


Imalia watched with trepidation. This would be her first apprentice since the doubts began to grow. All of her previous charges had gone on and were well used currently in the army. This one... She was unsure of this one. She didn't want to see him get hurt.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Headmistress's Office


Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia, The Headmistress (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Laying on the slab


James stared at the slab, then back at the Headmistress. Then he walked over to the slab, set his bag down beside it, and laid on top of it, holding his hands together over his chest and closing his eyes. As he waited for the Headmistress to put him to sleep, he said one thing.


"The boy and the girl. They were up here earlier weren't they? They're going to cause trouble."

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Reassuring


Connor gave her a hesitant smile, but it was genuine. 'I want to do those things too, but isn't it a little fast? We only got together earlier today.' Again, he caressed her cheek with the back of his index finger, just admiring how lucky he actually was. For a moment he forgot about the Sith, forgot about what she had planned, and just returned the kiss that Why'nn had started once again. He couldn't help feeling that all of his concerns vanished, but as the kiss ended, and reality came sinking back in, the memories came back. This time when he looked at her, he looked directly into her eyes with a fierce and loving determination. 'I won't let her have you! I won't! I just found you and with what she has planned I could lose you. Not to death but to-' Suddenly, a burning pain shot through his mind. He let go of Why'nn and put his hands to his temples instinctively, trying hard to not scream out in pain. Instead, he stumbled backward against the wall, and slid down to the floor in a sitting position, holding his head. "I'm sorry...Why'nn...She won't let...me tell you..." he managed through gritted teeth.

 

[folclor]

Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: Imalia and her new pet


What I'm doing: Binding him


Nishira smiled. "Oh, don't worry, dear boy. They will learn their place." With that, she put him to sleep. This one she didn't have to restrain - he'd come willingly. As she chanted the incantation, the runes surrounding the slab began to glow a bright red. This ritual did not require blood and it was over quickly as willingness was a good base for the binding.


Imalia watched as the headmistress woke James and looked knowingly at her. She moved to James and opened his shirt carefully. She mouthed, 'I'm sorry' and brought forth an iron brand. It glowed red, obviously enchanted, and she pressed it against his chest until it burned its mark into his flesh.


Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor


What I'm doing: Growing concerned


'Maybe you're right but...' Why'nn's thoughts were interrupted by his. Her? Who? The headmistress? As he staggered away from her, she rushed to try and catch him. But now he was on the floor so she joined him, winding her arms around him in a hug. "Shh... It is okay," she smoothed. Though she was very concerned, he needed to be comforted. "Whatever it is, my god will protect me if I cannot handle it." If she knew what the plan was, she would not have been so relaxed. The strange feeling was all but gone now, replaced by her usual uncertainty and concern. No longer did she feel the desire to kiss him or participate in those visions she saw in his mind. If he initiated affection, she would return it, but she even withdrew her arms from around him, suddenly aware that this was a very public place.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Ritual Room


Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia, The Headmistress (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Undergoing the Binding Ritual


James grit his teeth as the iron brand burned it's mark into his flesh. The pain was immense, but he refused to make a sound. So far, the ritual wasn't as bad as he'd feared it was. The whole time Imalia pressed the brand into his skin, he looked her unblinkingly in the eye. But there was no hint of accusation. Only a sort of firm resolve.

 

[Nonexisting]

where: dark arts room


with: grim and valian and the rest of the classroom


is doing what: leaving for lunch soon

Zipper

When the teacher spoke zipper smiles a little bit. "Yay! That means it's lunchtime." She chimes happily at the simple thought of food. Her aqua eyes move over to valian. She then clapped her hands together. "Hmm..is zipper allowed to sit with you guys? Pleeeaaasssseee?? I promise to behave!!" She squeaked practically begging him. "Its lonely being by myself every time..." She added.

Where: dark arts classroom

With: grim, valian,teacher,zipper,class

Sugarshe is Doing: trying to figure out what to do about the lack of blood

Glitch is doing: trying to help his sister




Sugarshe and glitch

Sugarshe looked up hearing they could leave and the spear disappeared. She looked at glitch. "Hmmm...lunch eh? That's a problem...I'm out of packs and my levels are low..." She says to glitch with a exhale. Glitch tilts his head looking up at both valian and grim. "Hmmm...could one of you two spare a little blood. Or at least help us find someone who can??"

@folclor

@Rookie

@Grim Wraithe Stjerna
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[SeraphiumVirus]

Where: Embodying the eyes of Zeni and Arlight, Second Floor Hallway


With: Just my two familiars via link


What: Noticing two little lovebirds


Zeni and Arlight darted back and forth across the various hallways, searching for the boy that Aca seemed so stirred about. "Jesus, it's almost like he's her child...isn't that weird?" Zeni replied haughtily. "Now, now let's find the boy quickly so she may not start cutting herself open and planting herbs in herself again...the cleanup is so messy you know, and you usually nap while I've gotta harvest and hack off part of her liver!" Arlight replied indignantly, almost shouted before the two cats dived downward into the hallway close to the E&E classroom.


They heard chatterings of all sorts of beings, and they thought this would be he best to search. They noticed the boy with a girl, and clearly they had been a bit busy with their mortal, earthly affections. "Silly children..." Aca voiced through Zeni, "Don't you know love is temporary? It only lasts as long as your flesh!" She said irritatedly, Zeni calmly perching on a pillar on the side, and Arlight, irritated, screeching out and landing on Connor's arm, their nails digging into his arm as they landed.

 

[AshuraaHunter]

Location: Second Floor Hallway -> Cafeteria


Company: Alone


Activity: Heading to lunch


Bridget packed his things and sighed, slinging his rather advanced-looking pack over his both shoulders shortly after his friend James had left. He was thinking back to the time he first read over the contents in his beginner's folder -- Or was it? He could have sworn the Headmistress' swearing against him was all but a dream. There was no worrying about it, but he still felt guilty about the whole ordeal with Illn. Shaking his head as he went downstairs, he forgot for a moment, but as he entered the cafeteria, the transvestite remembered again as he took a seat, taking the veil off his head. "Well, I-I know I'll never show I'm helpful..." The boy said in his femme voice, looking upon himself negatively. "I-I-I'm just a strange, strange person..." He didn't wish to eat right now, so he simply placed his backpack at his feet, his depressed head on the table. The young male wouldn't be surprised if anyone came and asked about his gender.


Location: The Main Hall -> Cafeteria


Company: Alone


Activity: Heading to lunch


With rifle slung over her back, Mrs. Hayashi took the packet off her leg and headed to the cafeteria. Not feeling extraordinarily hungry, she had only brought a quarter of a ham and cheese sandwich, which her adoptive mother had prepared for her yesterday. Seated alone, she quickly finished this bite-sized 'meal', before grabbing another bag strapped to her legs, and setting up a pyramid of soda cans, just in case she wanted to shoot them down before lunch ended with her handgun.

 

[folclor]

Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: My new apprentice and the headmistress


What I'm doing: Feeling pleased


Carefully, Imalia removed the brand and it cooled completely. She put it away and regarded the boy. "Do you feel it? Your soul molding itself to my will?" The truth was that the physical pain was not the worst of it. Soon he would feel the binding like a chain crushing in around the truth of who he was. "So you know... when I give an order, you will be compelled to obey. Betrayal will bring great pain. You will be a soldier in the headmistress's army now." Imalia watched to see how the boy would react.


Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Grim, Zipper, and others


What I'm doing: Heading to the cafeteria


Valian glanced at Grim. "I mean... sure, if you wanna join us. It's not like we're an exclusive club or anything." He wasn't sure if he'd regret that. He didn't hate Zipper, but he didn't understand her at all. At the question from Sugarshe, though, he shivered. "Um, no, no you can't have any of my blood. I think you agree, eh Grim? No feeding of blood to the wolves?" He gave a bit of a grin. "Look, there's probably something with a decent amount of blood in it in the cafeteria."


Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor and those cat things


What I'm doing: Defending him


On reflex, Why'nn grabbed her satchel and swung at the thing that had attached itself to Connor's arm. The other one had spoken in the new teacher's voice, which was a bit disturbing, but not the worst thing in the world. "Leave us alone," she growled. 'Power, Success, and joy are as transitory as weakness, failure, and misery. Only death is absolute, and then only at its appointed hour.' Tired of things interrupting her - them - she was willing to fight to have a moment of rest for the two of them. Of course she knew that love was transitory. Of course she understood that these feelings inside her would all be gone one day, but they were here at the moment. 'The Night Serpent has not eaten the world yet.'

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn, winged cats...?


What I'm Doing: Feeling the pain stop


Connor hadn't even really noticed when the thing dug it's claws into his arm, he was too busy having been wracked with pain within his mind to notice. As Why'nn slung her bag toward the creature, he looked up at her. 'I think those things belong to the woman who I'm supposed to be bound to, but I'm not sure... Please don't do anything that's going to get you in trouble...' He sat there and massaged his temples for a moment before looking to the animal on the pillar. "I don't care how temporary love is," he said, rising to his feet, staring the beast down. "Living without it has been much worse than anything I've ever experienced. I'm not going to throw it away based on someone else's opinion." He looked back to Why'nn, then back to the winged feline. "Besides, the Headmistress already permitted us to have our relationship. You wouldn't want to defy her would you? I don't think you understand just how painful that is." Connor tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, as he had basically just told Why'nn to stop what she was doing. Had the woman actually been here, he would have been inclined to give a respectful bow, but he wasn't about to do so to a couple of small creatures.

 

[folclor]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor, and some cats?


What I'm doing: As Connor intends


Why'nn stopped herself mid-swing, though that was extremely difficult, and let her bag fall to her side. After he stood, after he spoke, she slowly stood and joined him. 'I will not interfere but... I do not like your mistress.' "Existence is but a brief aberration in an eternity of death," she stated, quoting her god's dogma. "One day none of this will exist. It will all be nothing. But to deny what currently exists or attempt to crush it and let it fall away would be foolish." 'The headmistress permitted us? Oh... right... Connor, what is impregnate? The headmistress said she didn't want babies appearing but that would simply mean we would not do the summoning ritual, correct?' The situation suddenly seemed much less dire and, as such, she had questions she wanted answered.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn, cats


What I'm Doing: Reacting To Why'nn's Question


Connor's head was still vibrating with the remnants of the pain he had just experienced. He heard Why'nn ask her question and honestly didn't know how to respond. Had she never really learned about that in her universe? What kind of sick being would send their teenage daughter away before having that discussion? He shook his head slowly. 'N-no, it's not a summoning ritual...We'll talk about it, but not now. It's not exactly the best time...' All Connor could do is be supportive and try to explain the best he could about how things work. He looked back at the cat on the pillar. "Is there something you needed? We were on our way to lunch..."

 

[BuzzedBeelzebub]

Location: Firing Range


Company: Nobody


Activity: Familarising with environment


Lazarus cycled through various universe's weapons. There was a universe that interspersed regular Earth weaponry with laser and plasma weapons, as well as a few alien guns. A different universe used guns infused with divine power as well as demonic power. There were so many different weapons that it made Lazarus' head spin.


After checking out as many guns he felt satisfied his curiosity, Lazarus turned his attention to the range itself. He pressed a button on the keypad labeled, "Environment Change", and the range changed from the default military range with targets into something with which he was a bit more familiar: bandits. Lots and lots of bandits. Lazarus pulled out his shotgun and went to work shooting them with it to test the A.I. behaviour. After he killed one of the bandits, Lazarus noted that one was moving to cover the now empty position of his now dead comrade.


Later on...





After Lazarus had killed all of the bandits, he went to change the environment back to the default target range. He noted the "A.I. Behaviour Change" slider under the "Environmental Change" button. The options he saw were gradients from "Target" to "Specially Trained Super Soldier". Lazarus' difficulty was set in between "Mildly Trained Bandit" and "Well Trained Bandit". Lazarus made it a point to himself to only give students the "Specially Trained Super Soldier" difficulty as a final exam.

 

[Rookie]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: No one currently


What I'm doing: Heading to the cafeteria


Brutus was walking by himself and noticed Zipper walking with a group of....if he remembered correctly, Zipper was a student on their tρίτος cycle, or as they call it here 'Third Year'. So Brutus figured that they probably knew where they were going so he followed them but tried not to make it obvious and at the same time he tried to 'stealth' (air quotes he believed the human gesture would be) which seems to be particularly difficult for the 7' tall Turian even with the basic training he was given before leaving Palaven for 'The Rite'. He decided he would follow them and then split from the group and find a table, possibly introduce himself and get acquainted with his fellow πρώτα cycle students.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Second floor hallway


Who I'm with: Valian, Zipper, and being followed by a big first year


What I'm doing: Being hungry on my way The Cafeteria


The otter shrugged and made a 'meh' face. In the three years he had been here he still didn't know how to handle or what to make of Zipper. So what could it hurt.


He looked to Sugarshe with wide eyes and shook his head. "Las I loike ye, but nae dat much. Ye cannae have me blood." He nodded in agreement with Valian, there had to be something on the lunch line she could drain of blood.


As they walked he noticed one of the big first years was following, it was smart. He had done the same thing to learn his way around, but decided to not call attention to the big guy.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia, The Headmistress (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Being bound


James felt a sort of crushing pain in his chest where the brand had been burned into his skin. He clawed at it as fire seemed to ignite within his brain.


Mentally, James could feel black chains wrapping around his will, restricting it and wrapping around it like a dog collar. At first, James instinctively pulled against it. But the chain just pulled back, stronger than he could resist. Two simple facts were obvious though, to James, and the two women who held the chains.


One, James's will was malnourished, weak from years of not standing up for himself and allowing others to walk all over him.


And two, it would grow. As his skill with magic grew, so too would his willpower.


But, that was the future. For now, it was all James would do to hold onto at least a little of himself, which would be easier if he followed the chain's pull, rather than forcing it to drag him around. Steeling his nerves, James stopped struggling, and allowed the chains to wrap around him, and pull him where they wanted.


James stopped clawing at the mark on his chest. Slowly, he let his arms rest at his sides as his breathing became more steady. After a minute or two, he opened his eyes, and sat up. He looked at the Headmistress, then at Imalia.


"Is that it? I mean... it hurt, a lot actually. But it wasn't really as horrible as I was expecting."


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Location: The Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Alone


What I'm doing: Opening the Cafeteria for lunch


Sieghart smiled as he set out the last tray of rolls in the lunchroom. Just in time too, as the students should be arriving any minute. As a quick reminder, Sieghart went over the list that the Headmistress had given him of students who had special dietary needs.


"Okay... Why'nn gets Estus Soup, as does the Headmistress if she arrives. There are two other undead students in the infirmary, I'll have one of the spirits bring them some Soup too. And a Miss Sugarshee drinks blood. Well, it's a good thing I picked up a fresh shipment of blood from Yharnam before I arrived."


With a nod of his head, Sieghart opened the door to the cafeteria and raised the shutter blocking the kitchen from the dining area. For a moment he considered putting on his helmet, but decided that there was no reason not to let the students see his face. Standing behind the lunch counter, he waited for the students to arrive.

 

[folclor]

Location: Second Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: Grim, Zipper, and a first


What I'm doing: Going to get food


Valian sniffed the air. "Smells like we got a new cook! Might be nice, ya know. The spirits were fine but they always made things a bit... bland." He shrugged. He considered making a comment about the first year trailing then, but he caught Grim's eye and could see the otter had the same feeling. It was a smart move for a newbie. There were times he still didn't know where he was going and had to follow the fourth years.


Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: My new apprentice and the headmistress


What I'm doing: Gloating


Imalia smiled at the boy's resolve. "Yes, James. For now you'll notice that you're compelled to follow our orders. In the future you may find yourself following the spirit of our will as well. But that will come when your soul is ready to handle it. There will be changes to your schedule. You'll notice the words have already changed. Your second period will be spent in the library where you will study the magics of other worlds and I am enrolling you in the small arms course. You will take it in place of your sixth period class." She was quite pleased with him, indeed. "Now, run along and join your fellows for lunch. I expect you to do well in the rest of your courses for today."

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: Ritual Room


Who I'm with: Mistress Imalia, The Headmistress (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Following what might be an order.


James couldn't really tell if what Imalia said constituted an order or not. Nevertheless, he was hungry, and some food might do him some good. However, there was one thing he needed to do before he left. Perhaps an unnecessary gesture, but one that James felt should be performed, even if only as a formality.


James knelt down on one knee, bowing his head low.


"Yes mistress. And thank you. I will make you proud."


With that, James stood and walked out of the Ritual room, heading downstairs to the cafeteria for lunch.