Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Hallway


With: Z ( @TheOnlyCatbug )


Doing: Catching breath/talking


Reagan put her weight against the wall and held up her finger as she caught her breath. "Just... give... me... a second..." Reagan inhaled and exhaled large amounts of air. "You'd think living on a world that was all city would give you a little cardio." Reagan sat down next to Z and placed her hand on Z's shoulder. "Of course I don't care if you aren't human. Back on my second home, I talked with and befriended different races. Goblins, Vashino, Veldalken, and the head of my guild is a dragon." She chuckled as a memory surfaced. "Oh, one Vashino had this really hard-to-pronounce name so we just called him Vash. He hated it and would start saying his name slowly, which didn't help at all. Eventually he just accepted it an when my mentor called him by his real name." Reagan struggled to contain herself. "Oh you should have seen the look on his face, it was great."


Reagan calmed herself down, wiping a forming tear from her eye. Then, she looked Z straight in the eye. "Not all humans are racist against everything that isn't them. I had a goblin assistant in the guild. The guildmaster was a dragon. I worked with really tall blue people and bipedal lizards who would be more than happy to rip my face off at the slightest provocation. If I can deal with all of that for years, I think I'm more than OK with you. You seem nice." Reagan dropped her hand from Z's shoulder and leaned back, exhaling. Then she turned towards Z again. "By the way, I never did catch your name." Reagan let out a light chuckle to try and lighten the mood a little.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Headmistress's Office


Who we're with: The Headmistress (@folclor )


What we're doing: Taunting


As the alien duo made their way out of the room, the door creaked open again before it had a chance to close. A large creature shuffled in, a locked metal box over it's head and a large meat mallet hanging at it's side. It wordlessly approached Nishira's desk and pulled a large metal box off of it's back, setting it on the desk in front of Nishira. Slowly, it pulled open the box, and walked back to the door, barring it with it's own sheer size and weight.


"Hello Nishira..." A soft, raspy voice said from inside the box. "Long time... No see..."


As the voice finished speaking, a cacophony of whispers seemed to echo from everywhere, nowhere, and from the depths of the box.


Yes... it has been a long time...


Yes... Yes...


Too long... Far too long...





"How is the file coming..? You haven't forgotten it... have you..?"


Yes... The file...


The file... The file...

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: That thing


What I'm doing: Remembering


"You," Nishira hissed, glaring at the box. The lich rose from her desk and snapped. Constructs, the stone guards mobilized and started toward the creature and the box. "You will not escape this time." Her eyes glowed with power that cascaded down the tattoos that painted her skin. She drew forth her energy, ready to shoot a fireball at the thing. "Any last words?"

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Headmistress's Office


Who we're with: The Headmistress (@folclor )


What we're doing: Introducing a friend


"Oh... I'm glad you remember me..."


She forgot us...


She remembers now...


But will she remember after..?


"I just wanted to show you the newest addition to my collection..."


Show her...


Show her...


Make her squeal...





By the door, The Keeper was holding a now empty jar. A small giggle echoed throughout the room, and Nishira felt something wet cling to her leg. Attached to her leg was a small orange blob, which emitted the light giggling sound as it crawled up her like an amoeba. Where it touched her, she would feel a tickling sensation, growling steadily as a feeling of euphoria would wash over her, laughter bubbling up her throat.

 

[Nonexisting]

@TommyGun15


~Sugarshe~


Where: dorm common room


With: james


Doing: sleeping with him


Sugarshe have a soft muzzle against his forehead giving him kisses of her own in return closing her eyes once more. She grew quiet and kept her arms around him as her dark wings curled around them both covering them like a soft feathered blanket. She stayed snuggled close to her boyfriend as she grew more tired due to the pleasant warmth of their bodies. Soon the demoness found herself drift off into a sleep but her senses still alert of their surroundings just in case.

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: That thing


What I'm doing: Retaliating


Nishira fought against the laughter, and channeled her energy through her body, though this was becoming more and more difficult as her form filled with mirth and euphoria. Flames pulsed over her body, causing intense heat and it was unlikely that any organic creature could stand the heat for too long. The headmistress considered chopping off her own leg, but that would come if the fire didn't work. While she fell into a giggling fit, she did not lose her focus.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Headmistress's Office


Who We're with: The Headmistress (@folclor )


What We're doing: Leaving


With a shriek of pain, the orange blob leapt off of Nishira and slithered back into it's jar. However, the debilitating euphoria would last a few more minutes. Minutes that Nishira would not get.


"It's been fun Nishira... I just thought you might like to know... My plan is almost complete..."


Almost complete...


Almost complete...


Not that she'll remember...


"Keeper... Let us take our leave..."


Yes... Let us take our leave...


Let us leave...


Make it hurt...


With speed that should've been impossible for it's size, The Keeper dashed across the room and dealt a skull-rattling blow to across Nishira's forehead with it's meat mallet. By the time Nishira would be able to get back on her feet, the two would be gone, and though she would remember the blob, and The Keeper striking her, the memory of the thing in the box would be fast leaving her mind.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: UNKNOWN


With: N/A


Doing: Plotting/WTF


The man removed his mask in the safety of his base, walking around, his boots resounding on the concrete. "Would have loved to stay and chat longer, but he moves fast. Hm." The man chuckled, knowing that Manara and Delrick were poised to tear each other apart, and they both just needed a little push in the right direction. He walked over to his screens, observing the scene in the kitchen, with Violet passed out drunk on Grim, Anais in much the same predicament, and Seighart playing his music. "I may have a part for you yet." He could practically feel Nishira's paranoia growing. His little appearance should have caused enough noise to put her on edge. He checked her screen to confirm his theory, seeing a strange thing with a box, orange goo, and Nishira in a giggling fit. His smirk gave way to confusion. "Okay then, what the actual fuck is this shit?" As the thing smacked Nishira upside the head with a mallet, the man facepalmed. "Oh you have got to be shitting me." The man went back to work the only way he knew how.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Manara's chambers


Who I'm with: Manara and Why'nn


What I'm doing: Intervening


Delrick could feel the Sith bolster herself as she used it to approach him and add some emphasis to her words. "I am aware you were given permission to train my apprentice behind my back, it does not give you Carte Blanche to do as your baser desires dictate!" His eyes narrowed, the skulls seemed to scream into her soul. "I am not the ruler here, but I am second only to her. Remember your place." This last statement carried with it power that Manara would feel ripple through her. "There is a hierarchy and you are not above me, now stand down." The physical volume of his voice lowered to normal levels, though it still reverberated throughout the room and in her head. The empty eye sockets of the skulls that were where his pupils were supposed to be started to glow white as the Sith continued to stare at them, the empty hunger that was nawing at the force grew as she neared the warlock, as though nearing the event horizon of a black hole. "You're only concern right now is following orders." The light started to dim and drain from the room. "SUBMIT!" The shear power of command coming from that word would be overwhelming as it passed over the Manara.


Through this exchange the feelings of calm and safety would continue to be felt by Why'nn through the binding and grow stronger the closer she stepped towards her master.


Delrick would talk to Nishira about this training event and about the masked being, he was something that would not be easy to forget.

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Going to burn this place down


The blow sent her reeling and the constructs jumped to apprehend the attacker but the box, the thing, and the blob were all gone in a matter of seconds. Nishira put her hand to her head. "Well, I'll have to make sure my appearance hasn't shifted too much." A grin spread across her face, euphoria and elation following through her. "I'm going to burn this world to find those fuckers." As soon as those words were said, a fire started on the outskirts of the city and began to rapidly expand. In her state Nishira was not entirely aware of what she had done, but whatever it was sent her into laughter again.


Location: The Sith's quarters


Who I'm with: Master and the Sith


What I'm doing: Watching


She should be scared, terrified. Master was attacking the Sith on her behalf. Why'nn should be worried about retribution, pain. Instead she was very calm, likely thanks to the feelings Master was sending her. But now she was curious. What would happen next? Would the Sith attack Master? Would he hurt her? Was this all because the Sith had done what women normally do? Why'nn had so many questions but did not speak. Her sister's words were still playing in her head.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: My Quarters


Who I'm With: Why'nn, Delrick


What I'm Doing: Taking Two Steps back


Manara continued to glare at Delrick even as she took two steps away from him. She did feel that, currently, it was not a fight she would win and felt it better to back down. Every fiber of her being wanted to lash out with her lightsaber, but she resisted. Nishira wouldn't think too kindly of Manara damaging her favorite pet. Though she felt his power, and it was weighing on her, she still stood defiantly, still glared at him despite the emptiness he was putting off. Her tone was still being empowered by the Dark Side as she spoke. "Go. Take your 'bird' and have your conversation with the headmistress. I can not wait for the look on your face when she tells you that my interaction with the girl will continue. Now, be gone." Manara kept emitting massive waves of Dark Side energies from her, which only seemed to intensify the more Delrick pumped energy into his own auras. Manara was able to use the fear and hesitation she was feeling to empower her abilities further. Then there was the girl. If the girl was not fully feeling the effects, there would at least be some hint of a cold and foreboding evil in the back of her mind.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Manara's chambers / My chambers


Who I'm with: Manara and Why'nn /Why'nn


What I'm doing: Intervening / supporting


While Delrick did not smile outwardly, he did have small sense of victory. Though he knew that sooner rather then later they would fight. If only to reestablish the pecking order of the school. As she took her steps back, the warlock watched her hand never leave her saber hilt knowing how badly she wanted to strike out. Part of wished she had, better to get it over with.


Standing straighter and relaxing his shoulders, letting his expression return to his normal calm one. The emptiness was still drawing in the force Manara was using to bolster her own actions.


After her agreement to let him take Why'nn, he smiled politely and bowed ever so slightly to her. "Thank you Manara, this has been an enlightening exchange." Letting the glowing orbs of energy dissipate from his hands, Delrick placed a hand on Why'nn's shoulder and thought about his quiet chamber.


Then they were there. Delrick guided her to the couch and sat her down. The monk remained standing, leaving a small gap between them so as not to further overwhelm her. He waited for her to speak or move, just giving her space and time to process. 'You will get through this and you will be stronger. I am here for you.' His normal aura had returned as he waited for Why'nn to come around from her current state of mind.

 

[folclor]

Location: Master's chambers


Who I'm with: Master


What I'm doing: Processing


The Sith's aura had returned fear into the mix of emotions she was experiencing and Why'nn was not entirely sure what to do, how the teacher knew Master called her his bird, or what any of this meant. She blinked and they were in Master's chambers. He sat her on his couch, but, despite the flinch as she sat upon it, she found he was not sitting beside her, not touching her. His aura was comforting. But... couches... And the fear, the happenings. What was she supposed to do? What did he want her to do?


Her mind reeled and she was afraid, despite his presence. What was she supposed to do? What was she supposed to say? She began retreating back into the corners of her mind and she slid off of the couch, onto her knees, legs spread, head bowed, arms clasped in such a way that her chest was thrust outward. As that was the last thing she could honestly pinpoint happening, she assumed that was what was expected.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: My Quarters, Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: No One at first, then HK, then Nishira


What I'm Doing: Informing the droid he may leave, Speaking to Nishira


Manara fumed after Delrick left with the girl. She felt like destroying her room once again, but resisted the urge. Then she remembered the droid had been outside when the girl came around. She wondered if he was still there. Crossing to the door, she unlocked it and threw it open. Sure enough, the droid was there. She considered flipping the switch on him again out of her sheer anger, but that would not due in her plans that involved the girl. She seemed to like the droid quite a bit. Manara glared at the droid. "The girl is no longer here. Her 'master' came and retrieved her a few moments ago. Go hunt and find his quarters on your own." Manara stepped out of her room, slamming and locking the door behind her. While she was furious with Delrick and was considering continuing their confrontation, she decided it was better to inform the headmistress of what just transpired. She stormed up the stairs and simply barged into Nishira's office.





"You really should learn to leash your pet, my dear. He and I very nearly came to blows regarding the girl. I'm going to have bar all entry to my quarters unless I deem that someone else can enter." Manara paced back and forth in front of the lich's desk, her anger still in full swing as she did. "On top of that, some mystery man in a mask also appeared in my quarters, threatening me with a 'lawsuit' for what I intended to do with the girl." Manara stopped pacing, took a deep breath and reached out to the Force for a moment, letting it sate her anger. She gave a polite bow to Nishira, the only form of apology she would offer at the moment. "Unless you do something, Delrick will continue to be a problem where the girl is concerned. I was about to begin making progress with her when he interrupted, somehow knowing what I was intending to do. I will be clearing my room for any unwanted surveillance items that may be installed there."

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara


What I'm doing: Setting more things aflame


Nishira grinned, in fits of giggles as the landscape behind her began to burn. "Leash Delrick?" she laughed. "No, no, can't do that, Manara." There was a bit of anger coloring the elation and ecstasy now. "I saw, I saw, we'll burn him too, burn all of those fuckers..." The anger was overcoming the elation. "Come to my school, interrupt my teachers... No, no, no, they'll all die. Everyone dies." The city was starting to burn now. "Everyone dies. I'll start over. Start all the way over... Take you, Delrick, a few of the students... everyone else dies."

 

[HK Fifty]

Position : Third floor hallway/Delrick's room entry


Companions : Manara , then assumably , Delrick and Why'nn


Engaging in : trying to enter Delrick's quarters to comfort Why'nn


HK-50-01 was largely confused by what went on in the Sith's Quarters. First he did understand : Manara was instructing Why'nn to use her arm and providing pain if she broke some kind of pottery. Then she said things that all together confused the droid , things about Submission and Getting Over Fears. What does any of that mean? Women don't procreate with women like the context suggests... Do they? I don't understand how any of that has to do with fears and overcoming them... Then he heard Delrick and an unfamiliar being enter as well , both wanting Why'nn to be safe from... Whatever it was Manara was doing. Had the droid not been directly ordered against it , he would've charged straight in and enacted protocols on everyone there save Delrick and Why'nn. A few minutes of somewhat confusing banter passed and Manara herself exited.


Whatever she had been trying to do obviously hadn't happened. She told him that Delrick had taken Why'nn to his own quarters. Not believing her , The droid directed his head into the place to check. When he saw no beings there , he quickly started rapidly checking doors. Coming to one that had a form of identification Delrick would use , he rapped loudly on the door. This should be loud enough for him to hear... But I should add identification and reason to enter. HK-50's voice came out somewhat panicked and worried , but it was unmistakably him. "Request : Delrick... Sir. I have respect enough for you to ask for entry. I'm here to see if Why'nn , my best friend you know , is in good condition in various ways. Please allow me entry - I shall try to avoid upsetting her. I shall follow what you tell me to do however - as stated I respect you. But please for the love of Malak , allow me access to Why'nn."

 

[Nonexisting]

Miss Elizabeth notch

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where: entry hall/ outside headmistress' office

with: nobody

doing: waiting
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At the entrance of the school a tall female figure with red violet hair and eyes wearing white and purple. She held a folder in her arms as she stepped into the school walking down the hall with her heels audible on the ground as she walked. Elizabeth notch found herself heading towards the stairs quietly and quickly as she hurriedly headed up the stairs to the fourth floor. she approached the headmistress' office with a small smile. she had to check in of course being new staff and all that let alone no doubt getting on one's boss' good side was a guarantee you must have in the workplace. the strange woman approached the door slowly and gave it a light knock twice as seeing it always appropriate to knock on one's door and wait for a answer instead of just barging in like some wild beast. no.no. one must never behave so ill-mannered for being proper was the key to success in the workplace as duely expected of such of woman. Elizabeth had no doubts this head mistress,lady nishira would possibly think the same on those issues. ah. she bet lady nishira was a beautiful dignified powerful woman who of course deserved the upmost respect. after all she is the head mistress which of course ment something right there. miss notch stood there quietly and awaited at the door properly.



@folclor
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[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Nishira's office


Who I'm With: ...Nishira?


What I'm Doing: Stopping her


Manara walked around the desk and looked out the window. She noticed the city burning, which was odd. She sighed, and placed a hand on the lich's shoulder. "You need to stop. Why are you even doing this? What else is there that I need to know?" She felt tempted to literally knock Nishira back to her senses, but she would save that course of action for if it was needed. "If Delrick does not allow my interaction with the girl, she will not be a very effective soldier. The way she submit so easily was disturbing to say the least. You must make him see reason."

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: UNKNOWN


With: N/A


Doing: Why does everything smell like barbecue?


As the man donned his civilian disguise, he hid his equipment and sent as many constructs as he could spare to start fighting the fire that Nishira had caused to spring into existence. The constructs themselves started spraying the fire with as much water as they could carry/siphon from the city. He ran, getting the attention of the fire department. "Hey, are you maybe going to do something about the fire that popped into existence? We need as many water and ice manipulators as you can spare!" A group of about 24 water and ice manipulators followed him to the fire, where his constructs were slowing it down, but it was still advancing. "Water manipulators, wet everything down to slow the advance! Ice manipulators, I need walls to get that fire to stop! Double time!" With those statements he completely usurped the authority of the fire marshal present, but he didn't care. He was going to say the same thing. Old man just beat him to it.


As both parties did their assigned tasks, the fire slowed and was even being pushed back a bit. The man ran through the homes on fire, trying to save as many as he could. As he emerged from homes slightly more burned each time, he found more charred husks the further the fire was pushed back. Nishira may be powerful, but two dozen who control the bane of fire tipped the scales against her sudden bloodlust. As they pushed the blaze back, more joined their ranks to help with rescue and the blaze itself. Eventually, the fire was quenched, whether by the combined efforts of the mages or by the uncaring whims of Nishira, he did not know. He was thanked by several for bringing the fire to their attention and commanding the group efficiently. He thanked them in return for their cooperation and bravery. "If you brave young men and women hadn't showed up, that fire would have gotten much more uncontrollable, spreading further into the city. Thank you all." He started to walk back to his base, stating "I think I've had enough excitement for today, especially at my age."


He returned to his base and began reviewing the footage he had missed. Luckily, thanks to his preparations, the base was nearly unscathed, with only a few scorch marks on the interior, and nothing important was damaged. He set his constructs to watch for any other sudden blazes as he went about his work with a new passion.

 

[Crimrose]

Rene Scarlet


Where I am: Administration Office.


Who I'm with: Nobody really... Don't know exactly who runs the place. So I'll just say @folclor


What I'm doing: Finding out what I'm supposed to do, essentials.


Rene had finally made her way to the Office, after asking for directions which were obviously wrong. It was probably because she was a freshman and all, the upperclassmen tended to mess with the newbies a lot. 'I'll remember that... Just you wait...' Rene stepped inside and noticed a supposed staff member at the front desk, as there normally was in most places. "Excuse me, but what are we supposed to do right now...? Also, what dorm room and I assigned to?" Rene tried to make her wings as compact as possible, a sign of partial nervousness in her eyes, but most would just assume that she was conserving space. She'd wait patiently, but don't expect patient to mean more than 30 minutes... (Not really, take your time to reply xD .)

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara


What I'm doing: Calming slightly


"That. Thing," she growled. "A sludge, a sludge attached itself to me and then that thing attacked." Anger lit the cold fire in her eyes. "Someone else, a voice, I can't remember... If I burn this world down they all die. They all die. Take the teachers, the staff, and certain students, rebuild. Start over. I'll spread immortality to all who are worthy. The rest will burn. They all burn. Everything burns." She took a deep breath. The fires were quenched and she turned back to Manara. "Child... I will make Delrick see reason, but the girl needed to see him stand up for her. Otherwise... she would lose all trust for men as well."

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira


What I'm Doing: Talking


Manara cocked an eyebrow. "You began burning this world because a sludge attached itself to you?" She looked the lich up and down. "It isn't here now..." With a sigh, she moved back around to the opposite side the woman's desk and faced her. "If she gets the feeling that he will save her every time, she will end up with the wrong impression." She put a hand to her head, and sighed once more. "I shall defer to your judgement on this and resist attacking and killing the man he while sleeps. I have respect for him, but how would he feel if I came into his space and interrupt his teaching? Sure, my methods are...different, but the point stands." Manara could feel her temper rising once more as the fingers of her hand began to trace along the lightsaber hilt on her belt. Her mind wandered for a moment as she imagined chopping through everything within the room, but resisted. "Speaking of the girl...Have you heard anything from her boyfriend since the events that occurred earlier tonight? I had to...punish him in quite a severe way." She gave a twisted smile as she remembered running the boy through with her lightsaber.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: My chambers


Who I'm with: Why'nn


What I'm doing: Tending to an injured bird


Delrick frowned as he watched his apprentice slide off the couch and present herself as though she were a slave. He let out a sigh, a hint sadness in it. "Little bird, stand up. You are not a slave." He took a step towards her, gently placing the blanket back around her shoulders. He spoke quietly and calmly, wrapping the blanket around her, covering her completely so only her head was showing. "Why'nn, please sit on the couch and tell tell me what happened." Though his voice was calm and spoke softly, his words carried the weight of a command, he knew this would be one of the only ways to get through to her. "You are safe now. It's just me." The language she would hear would be her native Thayan, but it was still his voice.

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara


What I'm doing: Listening


Nishira nodded. "I'm not saying he can interfere every time, but he needed to this time. Imagine, if you will, me explaining to him beforehand that he has to let this happen. Imagine him waiting patiently and the girl coming in in shambles, crying, a mess, telling him everything she just went through and him just sitting there and saying, at the end of it, 'I can't do anything to help you.' Imagine her desperation. Imagine his pain. For one moment, think about it, Manara. She'll cry, she'll scream, then she won't trust him, you, me, or anyone except for, perhaps, the droid. He has to go to bat for her. He'll fail, she'll know that he's failed, but it doesn't mean she'll lose her trust in him. No, no. She'll trust him more this way." At the second question, the lich shook her head. "He's still in the infirmary."


Location: Master's chambers


Who I'm with: Master


What I'm doing: Talking


Why'nn curled up in the blanket, pulling it tightly around herself. "Sh-She was training me," the girl whispered, her words pried from her by the command. There were knocks on the door. "HK-50-01," she murmured, her attention momentarily being drawn away from her master. Somewhat distracted, she continued. "She began to touch me... a-a-and I..." Her gaze dropped. "I dropped into submission and she was not pleased. But that is how I was trained. Was I supposed to know this was unwanted?"

 

[TheOnlyCatbug]

Where: Hallway


With: Reagan ( @shadowstrikr25 )


Doing: Calming down


"T-that, that sounds like a bit of fun." Her tears went away, and she felt happy. A first friend since this form was acquired, this was revolutionary in her book. "You're ... very nice." She smiled but you couldn't see it. She fought her bad thoughts away, finally a place where people can be different without violence. "What universe are you from anyway?"


She realized she never got a schedule yet, or a set dorm room by the Headmaster yet.