Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: 1st Floor Hallway (Both)


Who I'm with: Brutus (Flal) Flal (Brutus)


What I'm doing: Going to the dorms (Both)


Brutus made a note to thank the headmistress tomorrow, she seemed to be disturbed by something when he left so he decided not to bother her with a pleasantary at the moment. He walked down the three flights of stairs to reach the first floor, then he finally put Flal down against a nearby wall, the Unggoy not bothering to wake up. He opened the folder that he had recieved for Flal and turned to the dorm assignment, he brought up his Omni-Tool's map and found Flal's assigned room, it had been labeled by number when he past it the other night. He put a little marker on it, picked up Flal, and started in the direction of the assigned room.
 
Location: Hallway


With: Z( @TheOnlyCatbug )


Doing: Talking


'Phew, it didn't backfire.' Reagan laughed. "Yeah, it was amazing. And thank you." At the question of her origin, Reagan scratched the back of her head. "That's uh... complicated. I was born and grew up on Vryn. And then some stuff happened and I planeswalked to Ravnica. Ravnica was my second home and sort of my base of operations for a while. It was basically all city. And even then I went to other planes like Inistrad and Dominaria. But Ravnica and Vryn are my home planes. How about you? Where are you from? You said something about a pokemon before, and a zygarde. I've never heard of those."
 
(Sup guys finally have caught up enough to have the guts to make a post after being confused for so long. Making it extra long as to try and make up for some lost Aca time, don't worry, she'll be in a lot more now >^<)


Location: Basement labs of Greenhouse (Known as the Kaiserin), then Nishira's Office


With: Zeni and Arlet, my stupid apprentice of mine and Nishira? @KalenNighteyes and @folclor


Doing:Figuring out how incredibly stupid this boy is, what happened, and actually getting angry


Once again emerging from the Kaiserin, the two demons skittered about her playfully, chatting about all the latest bits of gossip that traveled across this school's hallowed rafters. They were quick, and small, leaving the perfect combination for those two to be her ears everywhere, especially concerning Connor. After all, if she were to make him into her new pride and joy, shouldn't she be keeping a little more of an eye, and ear, on him?


The cats abruptly stopped their playful chatter, and approached Aca slowly, and keeping a distance. "Acantha..." Zeni began, hesitant from the very beginning. "Spit it out Zeni, you know I'm a busy lady with many things to do, your hesitations waste my times." Aca barked, with Arlight piping up quickly "Your boy got hurt in the assassinations classroom, got something right through him I hear!" Aca's flickered from their normal, earthy brown to spots of black. That boy! What in the WORLD would be possibly be so bad that someone ran a blade through him?


This was enough foolishness on his part. She'd let him have that girl, fine. She was a distraction, but he was kept in a mental balance and that was what Aca needed the most. She didn't even attach devices, she simply asked one of the Lundes (the cat's species) to follow him occasionally.


Aca was frustrated. This was new, almost exhilarating! "True emotion!" she said. And it wasn't positive either, indicating she had formulated no bond with Connor, and hence wouldn't feel any sort of guilt must she hurt him some more. And she most certainly would...punish him. Physically? Oh no, that'd be diabolical of her, she'd be painted as a ruthless villain. But psychologically? yes. She needed Connor to think she was far more emotional than she actually was.


She set out to the Headmaster's Offices again, with both the Lundes flanking her shoulders, and her eyes slowly turning from their human white sclera with brown iris and pupil to black populating it, almost as though there was spots of mold in her eye. The spots soon began to sprout from various parts in her arm, and she controlled them to appear more, and more so over time. She needed to scare him into her complete submission, and she already had a plan.


You see, something Aca had the joy of mastering at a youger age was the art of illusion, and fake temperment. She often surrendered her vessel to otherworldly floras, and allowed them to come to her body, while they grant her power. Now, this could only occur in the rare times of true emotion, and Aca was solely the only Flora Witch able to use this, as any other witch would simply give in to the high potentcy of toxin or hallucinogens in the deadly fungi and plants.


As she walked, the Lundes began to dig their claws into her shoulders, as to reveal the flesh under her soon being latticed with fungi and molds, more and more horrific by the minute. By the time she had reached the door, her magic prowess and aura had increased ten-by-ten fold, and she retained only half her original intent, a body as to which could make any monster shake with its strange, hostile alien appearance, a magnified emotion, and a very, very strong intent to go back, according to her plan.


She opened the door, and started directly into the room, ignoring any other persons in there and the Lundes starting to guide and control her slightly, least she attack the headmistress in this state.
 
Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara and Acantha


What I'm doing: Losing my temper


"No, that's it. Acantha, out. If you want to deal with your apprentice, go deal with him. He's in the infirmary." The headmistress glared at her newest acquisition. "I have far too much going on right now to deal with your petulance." She stepped out from behind her desk, rising to her full height. "Masked men planting surveillance in my teachers' quarters, strange gelatinous blobs, undead creatures that aren't undead, I am burning this down." Her body appeared engulfed in flame. She was obviously angered again. "If you want to escape this room with your life, Acantha, you will leave now."
 
Position : Delrick's Quarters entryway


Companions : Why'nn , Delrick


Engaging in : Trying and somewhat Failing to remain Respectful and Rational


HK-50-01 was somewhat irritated when Delrick acted as if he wasn't there. This anger was somewhat mitigated that it was over Delrick saying... Exactly what Why'nn had said to HK-50 himself earlier. Why the reference to Avians , however? Must be a particular term this Delrick fellow uses... I'll make sure I query him on that. He asked her to seat her backplate on the 'couch' and recount what happened. HK-50 felt an urge to say so himself , but he remembered something he read on Human and NearHuman phsyocology - Such beings felt better about an event when able to discuss it with sympathetic beings. So he kept his vocabulator switched off. Delrick said that 'you are secure currently. I am alone' in a strange Huttese dialect for some reason , perhaps to make it where only himself and Why'nn would understand. You realize I'm here too , right Peedunke? The last word was a particular Huttese insult , one that he wouldn't say to Delrick but certainly thought. He heard a faint whisper but failed to make it out , even the voice it was from.


However , Luckily for HK-50-01 , Why'nn did notice him , softly speaking his name- his full designation at that. Why does she keep doing that? Perhaps a particular quirk of her universe. I'll have to ask her for her last name and refer to her as that , to return the favor. I suppose it means some sort of respect... I hope at least. While he thought this , Why'nn began recounting the events.. I still don't understand... Why was Manara touching her? What sort of touch would cause Why'nn to Submit? I somewhat understand why it was displeasing... What sort of training did it mean? Most likely related to why and how Manara was 'touching her'. After Why'nn had said this she said she wasn't sure how she was thought to understand that was an unfavourable action , and HK-50 agreed. The way he had been trained , several responses of his could be unwanted and he wouldn't know until he was told. Such as myself beginning to refer to her as Master. Luckily she wasn't angry about this... I so love the Understanding I get from her...


At the conclusion of this statement , he rapped once more into the door , much louder than before. He didn't shout , but his voice was noticeably louder than it was before. "Urgent Request : Delrick sir , I KNOW you can hear me in there. I'm being as patient as I can , and I won't throw open the door out of respect for you-" And because it's most likely Booby-Trapped "-But I do urgently want inside. If you don't want me in there , please just say so. But I think Why'nn wants to see me , because she did murmur my name. And no , it's not you alone - nice try with the Huttese there , I respect a man who knows multiple languages. I have some questions too , but I'd prefer to ask them face to face with Why'nn and yourself."
 
Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira and some fungus covered thing with some kind of weird cat creatures


What I'm Doing: Reacting


Manara was about to continue speaking to the headmistress when the door burst open and this...thing entered with two tiny winged beasts on its shoulders. Instinctively, Manara did a back flip over the desk, and was about to attempt to move Nishira behind her when she angrily began shouting. When Nishira burst into flames, Manara ignited her lightsaber, the purple blade humming to life and took a ready position, glaring at the thing that had entered. Instead of immediately attacking, Manara held her reaction until the thing acted more aggressively toward either herself or the headmistress. Then it registered what the headmistress said. This...thing was the boy's master? "You let that be the boy's apprentice? I feel so bad for him..." Even knowing who this was, she kept her blade ignited and at the ready, just in case.
 
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Location: Nishira's Office, then the infirmary entrance


Who I'm with: Nishira, Someone else who seems annoying, the Lundes


What I'm Doing: the Lundes are saving my ass, ranting about how I'd love to die, and getting ready to school Connor


Acantha scowled when she heard to had to leave, and she knew she had to least she get an annoying burning pain later, once the plant's influence left her flesh. She growled "I will take my leave, not because I value my life, rather there is a great lack of it and I yearn for anything close to the sensation of death. I would give the devil my soul for that sensation, but as you know Nishira, that will not occur in either of our infinite lifetimes."


Seeing as Aca was going on a small rant, The two Lundes quickly started to talk over her as to clarify her points "Headmistress, Madame came in here as to find out if she could know who attacked her apprentice..." "Yeah! She was saying something about his potency being weakened by injury and lessening his margin of success in the final...ah...desired product you and she both desire." Zeni said calmly, while digging their nails further into Acantha's shoulder, of which now seemed ready to simply break, like a cuticle of a plant being bent in half.


Acantha willed her body and all its potent, powerful under-flora in it our of there, with Zeni cooing to her and whispering directions and reminders to her, while Arlight jumped from the other shoulder and sat just outside the door, retracting their wings as a symbol of non-aggression, despite the flames.


"Madame means well, she's extremely concerned about the development of your plans and if things like this are allowed to happen that directly affect her, she usually starts making undead calls. Nasty Habit it is, but rest assured, she thoroughly believed Connor to be in here, and serve a scolding to the figure who deterred Connors physical potential." Arlight's white singed slightly at the heat, but quickly came back as well as it left as they walked out gracefully, the small scratches of their nails heard as they leaped back into the air in the hallway.


By the time Arlight had caught up with the two, Acantha had gained far more control of her body, going from a clunky shuffle to a graceful walk, posture refined and with a found voice and clearer state of mind. She and Zeni had just reached the entrance to the infirmary, and Aca set her set-up into action. She allowed memories of the Lunde's voices to play in her head, general phrases of concern in the past. She added her own, as well as the sentience of the flora, allowing for a huge mass of voices all at once; that'd certain disarm Connor for a while, as she hadn't taught him how to combat multiple voices coming from one source very strictly.
 
Where: Hallway


With: Reagan ( @shadowstrikr25 )


Doing: Chatting


She noticed how diverse Reagan's universe sounded. "Well, I'm from Lumiose City in Kalos. And pokemon are, well... you have animals in your world and we have pokemon. They are like animals, but each one is different even if it is the same species. There are more than 700 species of them, and Zygarde is a powerful snake-like one. I was given a choice to become one, but that backfired into a 50% blood mix, turning me into this form. Another powerful pokemon, Giratina, saved me from that world. And they brought me here. I don't even have a schedule or a dorm room set up. I need to ask the headmaster if I can get one."
 
Location: Infirmary


Who I'm With: Nurses only currently


What I'm Doing: Being treated and hearing...voices?


Connor laid there in the bed, being tended to by the nurses, and wondering how Why'nn was. He hated himself for what happened earlier, was embarrassed even. He knew he had to make it up to her. Then there was that insane Sith who stabbed him through the chest. Then he remembered that that was where Why'nn had gone. He immediately began feeling angry and almost got up out of bed when one of the nurse began...shouting? at him. He held up his hands. "All right! All right! I'm not going anywhere!" He gave a disgruntled sigh, and opened his mind, seeing if he could just feel where Why'nn was. That's when the voices invaded his mind. Instinctively, Connor threw his hands up to his ears, trying to silence all the voices speaking at once. After a moment, he closed his mind, pushing the voices away. Someone, or rather a bunch of someones, seemed to be near the entrance to the infirmary. He glared over at the door, waiting for who ever it was to enter. He really was not in the mood to deal with more crap tonight. He just wanted to get patched up and go to bed. He simply wanted this day to be over.
 
Location: My chambers


Who I'm with: Why'nn & the prototype


What I'm doing: Tending to an injured bird


Delrick knelt before her and listened, ignoring the knocks on his door for the moment. Externally he remained calm, but internally he was fuming. "No, you could not know, you did as you thought was best in the situation. Your actions were not wrong, the Sith is the one in the wrong."


The monk looked to the door again with the second set of repeated urgent knocks. The monk stood slowly, still speaking calmly. "What she did was not training. You are no slave, you will never present yourself as such." He let out a small sigh of confusion. 'How did this little bird gather such a large and strong following in just two days?' He made a note to discuss that, along with Manara's allegedly approved "training", with Nishira. The monk moved to the door and opened it slightly. "Prototype, you may enter. But do not become overbearing with speech, as you seem are want to do. Stand to the side, if Why'nn indicates she wishes you to be near her, then approach." The man looked into the droids photo-receptors, as though he were reading the electrical connections and coding inside the droids metallic casings. "For the most part, remain silent." To HK-50 it would sound as if Delrick were speaking Rakatan. The monk opened the door fully and motioned the droid inside, once the droid entered the door was closed and Delrick moved to retrieve a plate rom the cupboard along with a glass. He set both in front of Why'nn on the coffee table, the plate contained what looked like thin round biscuits with chucks of chocolate baked into them. The glass contained cold milk. "These are for you Why'nn." He smiled warmly and sat in a high backed chair across the table from her, his glass of wine sitting beside him.
 
Location: Infirmary


Who: Connor, Nurses


What: Guilting Connor probably


Acantha dimmed her voices slightly when she felt the repulse, and followed that feeling to where Connor laid, while also keeping the dimming in proportion to her distance, as he would have no discernible way to know she was the source of all those voices...yet. She tapped his shoulder gently, giving the impression of worry, almost to a sickly level, and a degree of delicateness, tentativeness. The plants had done their most gruesome takeover, and were slowly receding from her ears and face as to show her natural and young preserved face among the various flowers, mushroom, and vines that shrouded her figure, coming directly from her flesh.


"Connor darling, do tell me what has happened to you, I've been a bit...shrouded lately with some work, so my field of knowledge isn't as wide as it is usually."
 
Location: Master's chambers


Who I'm with: Master and HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Listening


"Yes, Master," the girl whispered at the statement that she was not a slave. That much she knew, but now her mind was searching for anything that would allow her to not drop as Llysi taught her. She was coming up empty on that, but she felt the words as a command, so she would have to find some way. Why'nn heard Master go to the door and let HK-50-01 inside. Part of her wanted him close, most of her didn't want be touched. Not only had the Sith found her offering insufficient, but Master didn't take her, either. This created a deep confusion within her.


As Master placed the plate and glad before her, she watched them, only now realizing her stomach felt empty. Her hand braved the journey outside of the blanket to retrieve one of the biscuits. "Master... You did not want me?" Again, her voice was soft, barely above a whisper. Though it was true that no man had ever touched her in that way, she had always assumed that masters used their apprentices for their pleasure. By being made his unwilling apprentice, she had thought he would use her that way, but he didn't seem to want to. While she normally would've been scared to eat this new thing, she was currently a bit too numb to realize she hadn't had it before, so when the sweetness of the thing hit her tongue she gasped. Suddenly caught in the new experience, she closed her eyes as the crumbling treat filled her mouth. Chocolate. She'd tasted it once before, but it wasn't like this when she had it. It had been bitter and hard to keep down. The treat was definitely a baked good made with some sort of grain or what base, but other than that she could not identify the flavors. One she'd tasted in the morning when she had the muffin, but this was better than the muffin.
 
Location: Infirmary


Who I'm With: My...Mistress?


What I'm Doing: Being slightly confused but responding


Connor looked over as he felt the tap on his shoulder. What he saw...he couldn't quite comprehend, but he simply accepted it as he'd been learning to do now for the last two days. Things were strange in this place and that's simply something he was going to have to get used to. The woman next to him seemed to be covered in some sort of plant life which looked to be receding from her face. Of course, when he looked at her, he recognized her immediately as the one he was bound to apprentice with. He would have tried to rise out of bed to properly greet her, but the nurses were too busy attending to him, and he'd tried that already. Instead, he bowed his head to her respectively and listened to what she said. When she asked what happened, he looked down and away from her. He was ashamed of what he'd done, and realized how stupid he'd actually been, and not just the fact he'd attacked Manara either. With a sigh, he finally spoke to her. "Before I say what happened, know that I deserved this...I attacked one of the teachers, in an effort to kill her. The things she planned to do with Why'nn...I just kind of lost it. Of course, being a Sith, she easily overtook me and ran me through with her lightsaber." He looked back up at Acantha, shame in his eyes. "It's not a mistake I'll be making again...among other things." Connor's mind went, once again, to Why'nn. He hated how she had felt betrayed by him. Hated that he'd made her feel that way. He felt renewed stinging in his eyes, but he fought hard against it and won. He would never show Why'nn any form of weakness again.
 
Location: My chambers


Who I'm with: Why'nn & the prototype


What I'm doing: Tending to an injured bird


He watched her tentatively reach for one of the cookies. They almost always seemed to make things a bit better, some base line fact of nature for the multi-verse caused most beings to feel better when cookies were apart of their situation. Delrick reached for his wine and took a sip, letting her question roll around in his mind. 'Did I not want you?' He recalled her file and the history it contained. Balancing that with what knew of her home region of Faerun it was easy for him to put it together. "Why'nn I want you as my apprentice. Not my slave, or lover." 'Possibly as a daughter.' The monk slowly swirled to wine in his glass. "Master, as it pertains to us, is supposed to impart knowledge and experience upon the apprentice. Not use them for their own gratification. Nor should an apprentice willing accept that treatment from one who is in a superior position of authority." The monk let out a short breath before continuing. "With the exception of some very specific conditions, such as being apprenticed to a pleasure house, then it is acceptable to learn from the master, or mistress, in that fashion."


He watched as she seemed to be lost in her own world as she bit into the cookie, nodding as she processed the new sensation.
 
Location: Master's chambers


Who I'm with: Master and HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Listening and experiencing


The bite was small, but it was delicious and she listened to him as he spoke, despite the new experience. She continued to eat the biscuit, but soon found it dried her mouth out so she reached for the glass on the table. This she knew by its smell, but it was cold now and that heightened her enjoyment of it. 'Not a lover?' That was very new to her, but she nodded. "So you do not wish me to service you..." Another bite and she was, again, fascinated by the taste. She couldn't identify all the flavors. But his words were processing in her mind and she could understand them. "You wish me to learn from you. I wish to become strong like you." The girl glanced up at the droid and motioned him to approach. Still a little out of it, she didn't know how to speak to her friend.
 
Position : Delrick's Quarters


Companions : Why'nn , Delrick


Engaging in : a Stunned Silence and various processing of information


HK-50-01 listened as always , close to but not pressed into the door. I still somewhat don't understand what this Moderate means... But I do understand the concept of Sith being in the wrong. Most beings think that , and I would assume this is the first time it's actually true.. HK-50 agreed with the assessment that Why'nn was not slave , and... He supposed he agreed with the assessment that what Manara was doing wasn't training. Whatever she did... And I surely hope Why'nn wouldn't think to present herself as a slave... She's worth much more than that to me and many other beings...


It was good the droid wasn't pressed to the door , because the Monk opened it enough to gaze at HK-50 almost as if he was searching for something in his glowing Photo-Receptors. I'm not particularly sure what he could find in there... Whereas most beings would've looked away , HK-50-01 stared back , blankly for he was unable to change any of his facial features. The Moderate gave him a set of instructions HK-50 would follow merely because it was Delrick's domain , and his Protocol programming was telling him it was 'rude' to be disobedient to a beings orders in their own domain. To this effect , he didn't say anything -though he wanted to- and stood at the side of the inside of the entryway. Raxus I... Did he just speak Rakatani dialects to me? How does he know that language? Is he , like KEIS earlier , actually another droid? But the scanners term him as human.. I guess he supposes to stun me into silence...


Thus it worked , so much so that HK-50-01 hardly noticed the Moderate fetch a plate of Carbohydrates and Dairy products. Just then he noticed Why'nn speak , for ahatever reason wrapping herself tightly in a blanket. Why does Why'nn think this Moderate here would not want her? Right... She means. Oh. No... I don't think that's Delrick's ultimate goal. AH! That must be what Manara wanted her for! At least that question is answered... He watched her , hoping for her to motion him to her side. This she didn't seem to do , instead taking a bite of the Carbohydate-filled food in front of her , sinking into a pleasured state. As ordered , he didn't activate his vocabulator , letting the Monk speak instead. She's lucky he isn't a Sith... I can imagine what Lord Malak would've done to her , among other tortures. This being here seems to treat her much better than that , instead wanting merely to instruct her in various trades and skills.


HK's own behavior core lit up when the Monk said an apprentice shouldn't accept being used for 'gratification' , simultaneously realizing that this could apply to himself in different contexts. The speak of Pleasure Houses reminded HK-50 of the time he killed the Governor of a republic Rim World in such an establishment , and several other administrators that were foolishly also in the building. Continuing the eat the Carbohyrdates as she spoke , Why'nn identified her purpose of being a student to the Moderate. Good... I want her to become strong for when I'm not allowed with her... When she motioned for him to approach , he found a place on the seating area she was on and he quickly found a seat. Made for shorter beings , his Knees went parallel to his lower torso. One looking at him could as well find it amusing , even. Remembering Why'nn seemed to enjoy his embraces , he reached over an arm to swing around her shoulders. He towered over her , being almost two meters in height.


Finally deciding to speak , he tried to keep it limited , yet full of caring. "I'm glad you're ok , Why'nn... Very glad. Extremely glad , indeed... Glad that you have this Monk here to protect you when I can't. This monk that can speak a language.. Right. Silent for the most part. I love you so much , Why'nn."
 
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Location: Master's chambers


Who I'm with: Master and HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Eating and being hugged


As she finished the first biscuit, she reached for another, then retracted her hand back into the blanket, ducking down into the cocoon a bit to nibble at the second biscuit. Why'nn felt HK-50-01's arm begin to embrace her and she simply laid down, her head resting on his lap as she looked up at Master. Slowly, she felt herself beginning to relax. This was safe. These people were safe. Master was safe. HK-50-01 was safe. They wouldn't hurt her. Her head felt a little lonely. No one else inside. Today she'd gotten so used to having Connor inside that she didn't entirely know what to do with herself. Her eyelids were not drooping. She simply stared up at Master.


"She touched me, then did not want me," the girl murmured, taking the biscuit away from her mouth. "I have displeased her. I have failed..." But his presence was comforting and HK-50-01 was comforting. "I am not to offer myself again?"


Location: Administration Office


Who I'm with: A student (@Crimrose)


What I'm doing: My job


A spirit appeared behind the desk and held out a folder to the new student. It made no sound, but did incline its head. The student's name was printed on the folder. It contained all relevant information: Dorm assignment, schedule, required uniform information. Of course, the uniform would be waiting on the bed in the girl's room.
 
Where I am: Dorm


Who I'm with: Nobody.


What I'm doing: Reading rules, Getting started.


Rene was partially caught off guard by the spirit's sudden appearance. "Thank you..." She'd soon exit the room and head up to her dorm. 'Interesting...'





Rene knocked before proceeding, just in case she had a roommate. No reply was given, so she entered. She noticed a uniform on the bed, and a few other things. 'Might as well get started...'
 
Where I am: Hallway


Who I'm with: Dust (crow form)


Doing: Crying


Misery had heard the news and needed to find a way out of this God forsaken place. He needed to find a way to see his son. He ran at top speed (essentially a blur) with his cloak trailing behind him like a cape. He crashed through the door to the headmistress' office. "I need to get out of here now!" He demanded.


@folclor
 
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Location: My chambers


Who I'm with: Why'nn & the prototype


What I'm doing: Tending to an injured bird


Delrick nodded as she spoke, letting her get the thoughts out as they formed. "No, not as Manara intended. I want you to become strong as well, and you will." He smiled at this, and watched as she grew comfortable and settled into the prototypes lap. 'Interesting you find this non-organic entity so comforting. He must be similar to the undead you grew up around.'


The monk let out a small huff of a sigh through his nose. "You did not fail anyone, you did what was right based on your training." Taking a sip of his wine, shaking his head. "No. You are not to offer yourself again." Setting the wine down he leaned in a little. "If she tries to do this again, you have my permission, blessing, and standing order to defend yourself however you can. Even if that means killing her or anyone who tries to touch you, in that manner, without your consent." While he still radiated calm, his face became stern. Like a protective father. "If anyone causes you harm or molests again I will bring harsh justice upon them."


Looking to the droid he nodded his thanks. "Your presence does seem to be wanted, you are welcome to stay as long as it remains what Why'nn wants." Looking to his apprentice, smiling. "If you wish to spend the night here, you may do so. Though I do not have a bed for you, the couch is quite comfortable. As I'm sure you've noticed." He picked up his wine again and settled back into his chair. "Why'nn, you are always welcome in this room." Taking a small drink off the wine, he looked at her. "Is there anything you wish to ask me?" His posture was completely relaxed and open, as if he were a book waiting to be read.


Location: Kitchen / the dorms


Who I'm with: Violet (@StartingOver )


What I'm doing: Keeping Violet safe


The otter felt violet fall asleep in his arms, feeling the weight of her as she went limp leaning on his arm and chest. Grim smiled and gently brushed hair from her face before sliding his other arm under her knees, and easily picked her up. "Lass, ye be done in propeh." The otter carefully carried her out of the kitchens and started for the dorms, though once he started walking down the girls hallway he quickly found out he didn't know which room was hers. The mustelid shrugged and carried her to his room. He carefully opened the door, and after checking did not see anyone in the room, so he moved to his bed and gently laid Violet on it. Taking care to pull the covers over her to keep her warm, once he did that he pulled a chair next to the bed and made sure a glass of water was on the bedside. Settling into the chair, he made sure to be as quiet as he could be. "Sleep well lass."
 
Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara and an insolent student


What I'm doing: Being on fire


"Oh, great, another idiot decides to barge into my office." She was still engulfed in flames, even though the fire didn't seem to hurt her. Nishira crossed the boy, no humor in her eyes. "Boy. You have five seconds to leave my office and go to your dorm for the night. If you do not, I will scorch your corpse and you will be added to the pile of bodies that has been growing since yesterday." It was clear the headmistress was not joking.


Location: Master's chambers


Who I'm with: Master and HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Hugging


Why'nn slipped out of HK-50-01's embrace and, keeping the blanket around her, moved to her master and hugged him tightly. "How did you know to come help me?" she whispered. "And who was that man who appeared?" Her cheek still bore the mark of the Sith's hit, but she pressed herself, tightly, against Master. It wasn't anything beyond an innocent show of affection from a frightened little girl. He felt safe to her.
 
Position : Delrick's quarters


Companions : Delrick , Why'nn


Engaging in : continuing to be comforting


HK-50-01 noticed Why'nn had now laid down , her cranial unit resting at the Connection Joint for his legs. Not particularly caring who she was looking at , he instead listened to her words. He was saddened deeply that she seemed to think she failed in that Manara didn't want to force herself on Why'nn , something that should be the opposite - she succeeded in driving away unwanted attention. No , you shouldn't , ever. Not unless you want such attention , of course... Though unless you specifically want children I can't think of any reasons why. Delrick smiled as he said he wanted her to become strong as much as HK-50 himself did.


He provided various reassurances as well , including that she did not fail anyone. Which is true , she failed none but Manara , and only in that Twisted way. He also gave a few orders , such as self defense against Such efforts. HK-50 would also resolve to defend her against such advances , and indeed to kill them. It seems we both want to protect her... I assume 'Harsh Justice' means enacting protocols , which is the same I would do unless ordered otherwise... The Moderate bobbed his head in an approving fashion at HK's own metal carapace , and HK-50 was glad the Moderate would allow him to stay as long as Why'nn wanted him to stay. Which , hopefully , means throughout the night. I'd like to stand watch over any Retribution the Displeased Sith may take... He assume Why'nn would choose to sleep on the 'couch' , choosing to stay the night as well. In which case he would take a Standby-mode position to the left of it , slightly ahead of the couch's perimeter.


HK-50-01 was also glad the Moderate , Delrick, was happy to allow her free access to the room and any queries she may present. He himself had several , but remembered the orders - given in his default language no less - and declined to ask them until a later time. This prompted Why'nn to leave HK-50's embrace and moving to where Delrick was sitting in his chair. She tightly embraced him in a manner befitting a daughter to a father , something HK himself thought described the pair's relationship perfectly. She asked two queries - both of which HK was sure may have been connected. The Man appeared just before Delrick did himself.. And neither attacked the other. Either it was connected... Or more accurately , was very coincidental. He did particularly care since Why'nn was safe , how Delrick knew to save her or Whatever the Man's identity was.


Not wanting to annoy Delrick , but desperately wanting to speak , he motioned a manipulator up that meant he had two two statements. "Statement/apology : terribly sorry Delrick Sir , but I have to say these two things :first , I agree with what you said entirely , and shall also be ready to inflict death upon those who harm Why'nn - unless ordered otherwise of course. Secondly , I shall be staying here if Why'nn will be , on the left front side of the couch I'm assuming she'd sleep at... I've been told I speak Rakatani in my standby mode , but no-one who heard it was proficient... So please don't get disturbed by it. If it pleases you I could take out my Vocabulator , though I'd prefer not to. I'm just happy Why'nn's in good condition myself... Apologies once again , speech concluding."
 


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Miss Elizabeth notch

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where: headmistress' office

with: headmistress, manara,a student

doing: introducing self
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Elizabeth watched as a student whizzed by barging into lady nishira's office looking quite surprised. The woman stepped forward slowly and poked her head into the open door blinking before stepping into the room holding the folder to her round chest. "I do apologize for intruding if I did interrupt something..." She says softly and gives a elegant bow of the head with a courtesy before standing up straight. "I'm Elizabeth notch,I believe I'm here for a job opening?" She introduces herself politely and holds the folder out delicately.



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folclor said:
Location: My office
Who I'm with: Manara and an insolent student


What I'm doing: Being on fire


"Oh, great, another idiot decides to barge into my office." She was still engulfed in flames, even though the fire didn't seem to hurt her. Nishira crossed the boy, no humor in her eyes. "Boy. You have five seconds to leave my office and go to your dorm for the night. If you do not, I will scorch your corpse and you will be added to the pile of bodies that has been growing since yesterday." It was clear the headmistress was not joking.


Location: Master's chambers


Who I'm with: Master and HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Hugging


Why'nn slipped out of HK-50-01's embrace and, keeping the blanket around her, moved to her master and hugged him tightly. "How did you know to come help me?" she whispered. "And who was that man who appeared?" Her cheek still bore the mark of the Sith's hit, but she pressed herself, tightly, against Master. It wasn't anything beyond an innocent show of affection from a frightened little girl. He felt safe to her.
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Where: Headmistress office


I'm with: Headmistress and someone else


What I'm doing: Being a good parent


"Where the fucking hell is the exit?!" I demand. In my head I know that every second here a second less he has. "Don't test me you stupid bitch!" You see the eyes of a desperate and enraged man.
 
Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara, the new medical teacher, and an arrogant idiot


What I'm doing: Cleaning up


"You want the exit?" Nishira's eyes glowed, the fire around her intensifying. "The exit is through death. Burn." She held out her hand and a flame shot out at the boy. Then she turned her attention to the new medical teacher. "If you're here you have the job. Do not bother me, I'm burning a student alive and dealing with a very important problem. No, you may not save him. Though, if you'd like, I do have marshmallows and sticks. Flesh has a wonderful scent when it's burning."
 
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