Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira, a boy, a new teacher?


What I'm Doing: Watching and Enjoying


Manara disengaged her lightsaber and clipped it to her belt. She watched as the headmistress continued to try and burn the boy, letting out a laugh of enjoyment, then gasped at the mention of roasting marshmallows. "Did you say marshmallows! Fun! I'm in!" Manara laughed again then walked over to a corner of the office, waiting for the chance to continue the conversation about Delrick. While she now understood, future interruptions would not help make Manara's new task any easier. As she stood there, she shrugged, figuring it didn't matter if she said what she wanted to. "Headmistress...If the girl begins to feel that 'daddy' will come and save her every time, it will undermine everything I will now be attempting to do. She can not be lured into such a false sense of security. She can't expect him to show up when she's on a mission on her own. She will die waiting for him to save her."
 
"Alright you picked the worst fucking day." I growl I throw off my cloak to reveal me in a black shirt and jeans, I have black iron gauntlets on. I swing a punch at you and hit you in the throat hard enough to make you cough blood. I turn towards the other student. "Do you have a death wish?!" I yell at him
 
Location: Hallway


With: Z( @TheOnlyCatbug )


Doing: Talking and directing


Reagan chuckled. "Your home sounds like a Simic paradise. The Simic Combine was another guild on Ravnica. I was part of the Izzet League. The Simic liked to mess with biology. Forcing evolution and such. And the pokemon seem to vary in strength more that I thought." Reagan went silent for a moment, thinking. 'Maybe these pokemon can jump planes on their own? But wouldn't they have shown up near me before?' Reagan shook herself out of it and addressed Z's very relevant concern. "Well, the Headmistress' office is on the fourth floor, but I think she's been having a bad day. I'd go to the administration office, see if they can help with that." 'And she's a whore for telling me I can't planeswalk, and I really hope she isn't reading my mind right now.'
 
Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara, the new medical teacher, and a flaming corpse


What I'm doing: Getting the marshmallows


The boy burst into flames and Nishira grinned, giggling a bit as she pulled out a bag of marshmallows and some small sticks. She handed a couple to Manara. "Miss Notch, why don't you join us?" She offered the same to the new medical teacher. After the headmistress cracked the package of sweets open, then put it on her desk and grabbed one, going to stand over the body to toast her marshmallow. Laughing all the while, she extinguished her own flames. Oh, it felt good to kill.
 
Location: Hallway


With: Reagan ( @shadowstrikr25 )


Doing: Waiting


'Forced evolution? Wonder how.' "Oh, well you can handle that I guess, I can wait here or something." She pressed her HUD button on the back of her neck and scanned Reagan, recording everything she saw, heard, or knew about her. She sat down against the wall, like earlier. 'By Arceus this girl has a lot of things about her. I'm going to sort these myself.'
 
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Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira, Medical Teacher, and a burning corpse


What I'm Doing: Roasting a Marshmallow


Manara gave a laugh, took the marshmallow and stick from the headmistress and roasted one. She looked over at the headmistress, wanting to continue their conversation, but she figured she'd wait until she was done with her mental breakdown. Instead, she'd enjoy the marshmallow. She finished roasting it, walked back over to the corner she had chosen and began to eat it. The overly sweet thing tasted very good when cooked like this, and she had a sudden with for chocolate to go with it. Was there something else that went with too? She couldn't remember. With a shrug, she continued to eat and watched the situation unfold.
 
Location: Hallway/Administration Office/Hallway


With: Z( @TheOnlyCatbug )


Doing: getting her file and talking.


Reagan stood up and started walking. "OK, be back in a flash." She blinked towards the administration office and addressed the spirit at the desk. "Hey, I need to deliver a student's file." The spirit nodded and began searching through files. "What is the student's name?" Reagan mentally facepalmed, she didn't know her name. "Uh, she's black and neon green, about yea high-" Reagan gestured at Z's height "-from Kalos, fusion,..." The spirit held out a file. "Zoey Cardigan, nicknamed Z. There you go." The spirit placed the file in front of Reagan. Reagan made note of the name and took the file. "Thanks! Have a good one!" Reagan left to give Z her file as the spirit nodded and went back to work. Reagan got back rather quickly and handed Z the file. "Here you go Z, hope I don't have to keep playing courier." Reagan said that last statement jokingly and chuckled.
 
Where: Infirmary


Who: Connor, the nurses will be leaving C:


What I'm Doing: Letting some of that anger slip through the cracks, Connor really figuring out how unstable his mistress is because of this


"My my..." Acantha cooed, with the cats, judging by the changes in her heartbeat and body heat, she was starting to allow the grip of emotion take her, this time not only with frustration, but shame, and even the desire to harm the boy.


You see, this was a realm of insurmountable ambiguity for Acantha's figure. She recalled vaguely in her prime lifetime (not this death-cheating state of moral decay), she had suffered at the hand of violence, particularly from her supposed step-mother. After all, she was a heathen in her religiously shuttered eyes. Ah, but that is not the case! Here, we must learn to release this intense frustration and embarrassment, but not onto her very own apprentice.


Acantha held up her hand quickly, the palm flat and angled, and one of the cats quickly replied "Madame, you cannot discipline him right now, you may further worsen his condition..." Acantha didn't care to see which one it was. How dare this boy embarrass her like this? How dare he be so shallow to allow himself to be so foolishly taken with this love of his...it was disgusting.


Acantha unintentionally allowed her delicate, mother-like expression of concern to twist into something concocted from a mixture of rage, disapproval, and sheer, unadulterated anger at the poor boy. She was beginning to wonder if he was worth the trouble...


Zeni hissed at their sensing of their master slowly brewing, and one jumped down to sit down at the bed, next to Connor's body while saying "Madame, please, do watch your-" Acantha cut her off with a cold "You will see to me in half an hour, or you will find black mold in all your food for a week, do you understand Zeni?", clearly allowing her anger to get the best of her.


Her lips, permanently a slight tinge of blue, started with a gentle "Connor..." before she brought her hand down next to his body, the bad wailing in protest at her action by the sound of the complaining iron frames. "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU ARE UNDER ME, NO STUDENT OF MINE COULD EVEN SURMISE TO SUCH A DISRESPECTFUL ACTION. IT WAS BECAUSE OF THAT GIRL? WASNT IT, YEAH?" Acantha bristled, bringing her voice down least the nurses began to fuss. With just as much venom, she replied "You are to be punished in such a way...that will remind your arrogant, sorry arse that you, sir, though you have a gift, you are still young. weak. stupid. And none of those traits are deserving of my training." She allowed her eyes to dim a little , and capriciously then ending with a "Darling, it's time we talked about you, and what we need to change. Because there's just so much of you that won't do...I'm surprised I can even stand to be around you with a mind such as yours." She brushed his cheek a little bit, allowing some feint scratch marks to heal, and sat back, ready to leave.
 
Location: Hallway


With: Reagan ( @shadowstrikr25 )


Doing: Thanking her, leaving


She noticed how fast he was. And his obsession with blinking. Z stood up. "Well, you're faster than anything I've ever seen. And I'll make my way around places soon enough. Nice to meet ya Reagan." She grabbed the file and left, waving goodbye. She would see him the next day. She went to her dorm and laid down. She was trying to find everything she can about that girl. Her HUD took time to analyse everything and record what just happened.
 
Location: Infirmary


Who I'm With: Acantha, Nurses


What I'm Doing: Reacting


Connor sat there listening to the woman. The more she spoke, the crazier she began to sound. Then she yelled at him. This brought his temper up to a boiling point almost instantly. He had endured quite a lot of hell today, and was nearly killed on top of it. If this woman was going to be some cruel taskmaster who would punish him further, he'd have no part in it. Connor stood up out of bed, forcing his way past one of the nurses who tried to push him back onto the bed. He glared at the woman before him, and felt his telekinetic energy building with his anger. "If none of my traits are worthy of you, then why the hell did you want me as an apprentice? If I'm so beneath you, then piss off. I won't learn from someone who can't tolerate me. Compared to you, the woman who ran me through with her blade is more appealing!" Connor knew he was going to endure some form of punishment, but he didn't care. He was at maximum overload now. "You have barely even spoken to me today and you sent these things to talk me instead of coming to me yourself! Yes, I was injured for the girl I love, so what? Who cares. I'm done being pushed around by people who think they are so far above me. Reality check lady. You're not as important as you think!" For yet another time this day, items in the room began to fly around the room at high velocity as his anger boiled over. Beds in the room shifted and moved around, some even flipping over. For a moment, he'd wished the same thing had happened when he flung Manara out the window, but of course he wasn't going to be so lucky. He stood there, on guard, glaring at the woman who hadn't even tried to do anything with him and was angry with him for nothing, as he'd already received a punishment for his actions that day. He had simply had enough.
 
Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara, the new medical teacher, and a burning corpse


What I'm doing: Eating marshmallows


"Well, from tomorrow onward, Manara, her 'daddy' won't be coming to save her so she'll be learning that much. Just make sure you aren't drawn in by her allure. Even beings who would be difficult seem to treat her gently. The droid lost his mind when he thought he'd failed her, the boy got stabbed for her, and Delrick, Delrick, who has not cared deeply for a student since he was mortal, now puts his neck on the line for her." Nishira took a bite of her marshmallow. "Oh, there's chocolate and graham crackers in my bag. If you desire them, feel free to pull them out." She smiled at the smell of burning, charred flesh that was filling her office. "Do not go into her training with arrogance. I expect you to to be harsh with her. And I can't have you and Delrick fighting for custody."
 
Location: My chambers


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


What I'm doing: Hugging my little bird


Delrick was surprised by the hug at first, but wrapped his arms around her, as a father would. Smiling at the hug, he had not expected her to show such affection. "I saw what was happening on my display." He looks to the monitor briefly. "I know not who he is, but I assume he is the reason I saw what I did." He whispered back, holding the hug as long as she needed. He was glad she was alright.


Delrick looked to the droid and nodded his appreciation. "If your vocalizations become a problem I shall rouse you and ask you switch it off."
 
Location: Master's chambers


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


What I'm doing: Hugging Master


Why'nn nodded and smiled as he returned the hug and answered her questions. "Earlier today... you said it is not a good idea to share memories." She pulled away from the hug and went back to the couch, sitting with HK-50-01 and cuddling close to him. "Why is that?" The girl grabbed the another biscuit and began nibbling on it. Not that it mattered, of course. Now she was likely not going to be letting Connor into her head very often. Still, she was curious and he said she could ask questions. After all, she wanted to know what she did wrong.
 
Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira, medical teacher


What I'm Doing: No longer mincing words


Manara understood what the lich said. It made sense, though she knew a confrontation with Delrick was inevitable. "There will be a confrontation between us, though I have no wish to take Why'nn as my own apprentice, but I think he feels like he has to establish dominance as a male rancor marking his territory." She sighed and looked around the room for a moment. That's when a burning determination hit her. She knew how to train the boy as if he had Force powers. She looked back to the lich and spoke sternly and with great motivation. "I will have the boy as my apprentice. I will fight that woman tonight if I must and I will emerge victorious. Either you give him to me or we may have bloodshed this night. He will be my apprentice."
 
Location: My Office


Who I'm with: Manara, medical teacher


What I'm doing: Considering my options


Nishira raised an eyebrow and sighed at the Sith's assertion. "Acantha has a very good plan for how to use the boy. You will tell me yours and if I deem it as useful as hers, I will grant you a battle. However, I refuse to grant that to you if you continue your petulance. And I wasn't suggesting you would want her as an apprentice, dear. Simply that she, like an injured animal, engenders the need and desire to protect. I will not have my two best instructors going at each other's throats over a tiny, if adorable, wounded bird."
 
Location: My chambers


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


What I'm doing: Talking


The smile on his face remained as she let go and returned to the droids side. Delrick nodded, reaching for his wine. "To share your memories is to share something that is most precious to you." Sipping his wine. "Being in someone's mind, seeing what they saw or did, is the most intimate experience there is. It also makes you more vulnerable to manipulation. It takes much practice to shield your mind, but to let someone or something into your mind, behind your mental walls there is no defense against them." He watched as she ate her cookie and snuggled the droid as if he were a stuffed animal. "It is even more intimate then the act of mating with someone."
 
Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira, medical teacher


What I'm Doing: Explaining


Manara traced the hilt of her lightsaber as she began pacing. "His abilities are key. His telepathy can be used to sense the movements his opponents will make. His telekinetic abilities can be honed and used to give him the reflexes that would be similar to what the Force would give him. It didn't occur to me until now. He would be just as powerful as any Sith or Jedi. Perhaps even more powerful. His telepathic abilities could also be used to take control of people, while still maintaining the abilities to be quick on his feet. I have great faith I can teach him to do that. I just need him as my apprentice."
 
Location: Master's chambers


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


What I'm doing: Talking


Why'nn nodded as Master spoke. Her belly was full, though she wanted more biscuits. She kept her hands away from the cookies and, instead, clasped them together. "So I should not have shared any memories with him?" 'Well... it is a mistake now. Knowing he betrayed me...' Once again, she curled up with HK-50-01, resting her head on his lap and watching Master. "What is that liquid you are drinking? It looks like blood but... thinner..."


Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara and the medical teacher


What I'm doing: Considering


"Hmm..." The headmistress thought on all of these options. "See, your option gives physical as well as mental while hers is entirely focused on the telepathy and telekinesis. What about the altering of memories? Would your training include that? Would you know how to do that? And would you have a way to immortalize the boy? That is integral... Or would you have to rely on me for that? As you, yourself, had to upon coming here?"
 
Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira, medical teacher


What I'm Doing: Explaining


Manara thought about what Nishira asked. While there were round about methods of immortality, it was not true immortality. She let out a soft sigh. "Immortalizing him would have to be done by you, but I swear to you - in my own blood if I must - he will become a very powerful individual. Equal if not more powerful than I. Altering of memories is something I could include, yes. And it would be easier for him as he is directly affecting a person or creature's mind. The mind tricks that I can do are parlor tricks compared to what the boy would be capable of."
 
Location: My office


Who I'm with: Manara and the medical teacher


What I'm doing: Agreeing


"Well, then... I will grant you your match. You may fight Acantha for her apprentice. Tomorrow. The Arena, 8AM. If either of you are late it counts as a forfeiture. The boy will not be there. He will be notified later, when the time is right, if his mistress is changed. Oh, I am interested to see how this plays out. If you take him, remember not to render him infertile. I need to breed more telepaths when the time comes." Nishira sighed and put the fire out on the body. "I will notify Acantha later. She's currently with the boy and he doesn't need to know."
 
Location: Nishira's Office


Who I'm With: Nishira, medical teacher


What I'm Doing: Reluctantly agreeing


Manara's anger rose slightly when the lich said the fight would not take place tonight. She felt a strong urge to slice her desk in half with the anger she was feeling, but took a few breaths, and managed to get it under control. "He will not be infertile. I will simply take his dominant arm." She gave one of her cruel smiles, thinking about it. "I will be on time, I promise you that. Also, perhaps it is best we don't tell the girl this is happening. I have a plan." She bowed to the headmistress. "If you'll excuse me, I have to prepare for a fight. Meditation is needed."
 
Location: My chambers


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


What I'm doing: Talking


He shook his head. "No, you should not have, but" He said with a smile. "We do things we are not supposed to, and hopefully learn from it." Delrick chuckled at her using the hard metallic body of the droid as a cushion. At her question he offered the glass to her, letting her inspect it if she wished. "It is not blood. It is wine, an alcoholic beverage made from the fermented juices of grapes." Nodding his head at the glass. "You may try some if you want." He suspected since she asked she'd never had any before. 'The best way to learn is to do.'
 
Location: My office


Who I'm with: Medical teacher


What I'm doing: Dismissing


"Okay, you clear out, too. I have things to do." She returned to her desk and sat behind it. "What are you waiting for? Get out of here." After the teacher left, she shut her office to further intrusions this night and retired to her personal chambers. While she didn't exactly sleep, she did need some rest.


Location: Master's chambers


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


What I'm doing: Trying something new


Why'nn nodded. "If you would allow that, I would like to." After all, she had experienced so many new things lately. Why not add this to the list? She did recall Mistress Zaltya saying something about alcohol being bad, but Mistress Zaltya wasn't here and Master said it was okay to try. At the same time, she was quite comfortable in HK-50-01's lap and drinking would mean she'd need to sit up. Oh well, she would do that if she had to. "Master... Can you be my new father? My old one is not good."
 
Location: My chambers


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


What I'm doing: Talking and thinking


Delrick could see how comfortable she had become in the droids lap, so he placed the glass on the table. "I am allowing, otherwise I would not have offered." His open palm gestured to it. "It will be there when you wish to try it." The monk tilted his head slightly and made a small hmm noise at her request. "You honor me with that." He stood and moved to the cabinet where the open wine bottle was, retrieving another glass and filling it. Moving back to his chair the man leaned closer to Why'nn, across the table. "Why do you think me a good choice to be your father? I have never had children of my own." He spoke softly and calmly.
 
Location: Infirmary


Who: Connor, the Lundes


What: Being the biggest mom ever, omg she's found some capacity to be human! I think Aca needs meds...and a hug.


Acantha was...unimpressed with his little temper tantrum. To say the least. She'd dealt with bigger tantrums and threats from Zeni and Arlight when they were hatchlings. "IS THIS WHAT I NEED TO SAY FOR YOU TO APPLY YOUR MIND IN THIS WAY BOY? WHAT A-" Acantha lowered her voice to a normal tone suddenly, and quickly grabbed his ear, the small thorns on her fingers scratching the soft cartilage of his ear, but not enough to draw blood. Her demure had changed suddenly, from seething anger to one of unreadable emotion, as though there was a shift going on in her mentally. "...It is not my desire to harm you as much as you may think..." She said coolly, tugging at his ear again while allowing herself to grow in size as to make her come to her true size with the flora in her body.


"You were rude Connor. You disrespected a teacher. And I'm not sure if you understand this, but your actions directly reflect onto me. And-" as she continued on, and she started to feel a small burning in her chest. She quickly snapped at Zeni "Zeni! What is going on on my right collarbone? Is there an intrusive specie?" "No madame, everything seems to be in order." Acantha started to feel her face get a little warmer, and...what was this? There was water in the corner of her eyes?


She believed that he must be playing some trick, or perhaps a plant was inducing this in her, and she tried to trump these sensations in her, by attempting to try and yell again, but it horrendously failing and only resulting in her collapse, and the water coming faster and faster from her eyes.


The Lundes retracted themselves from her, and began to inspect her exposed skin, as to see if there was any plant in her causing such a thing. Zeni didn't find a thing, but Arlight noticed something a tad different on her ankle; she noticed the growth of black hollycock and a velvet petunia on her left ankle. She knew that these were associated with familial contact, which prompted the thought "Did Acantha...cruel, heartless Acantha...try to give herself emotion for this boy?". Arlight nudged Zeni slightly, but they did so silently, with the, both sitting near Connor, who had been left to stand there, as his mistress sat there, confused and crying, yelling out such things like "What is going on with me?!", and "Oh my god, I havent felt this bad in centuries!!"


Arlight and Zeni both decided to jointly explain something about their mistress, hoping that it could alleviate some of the tension that this smart-ass of a boy and their now emotional disaster of a madame. They left Acantha to trying to manage her out of control emotion, her picking plants and placing them in different appendages, drinking from all sorts of vials from her dress.


"Now Connor, we know Madame isn't exactly the most...ah...understanding when it comes to things motivated by love." "You see, I'm not going to sugar-coat it or put it off like this clod over here. Acantha doesnt trust romance. Like at all. Nada. In fact, all she's got is a sour taste in her mouth." "L-Let me put this in perspective! Madame had a lover when she was younger, and I swear they must've been the sun and the moon, they couldn't not be around each other. That is, until he passed at age 74, and she remained forever in the prison of 26 years. "This is around the time we met her, and honestly, she was a wreck. She vowed to never develop a relationship with a mortal, I mean, she knows they're going to leave her in the end." "-Which may explain why she gets so angry when you mention Ms. Why'nn. After all, you are on the path to immortality, and she is, bluntly, undetermined to us." "Don't you get it you dumbass! She doesn't want you ripped up like her ! I mean, Just look at what happened." Acantha had been moved to a bed, and a nurse was attempting to help her control her breathing and crying.


"Immortality is no joke, and she knows it well Connor. Just try to see past the shouting and the isolation. Assure her you'll be okay.." "And that you'll stay." They ended, with both the Lundes promptly coming over to their mistresses' bed, and purring against her, curling against her chest.
 
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