Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Cafeteria/ Dorms


Who I'm with: Violet (@StartingOver ), Z (@TheOnlyCatbug ), Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )/ Sugarshe (@mewbot5408 ), Someone else


What I'm doing: Releasing them/ Apologizing


(Sorry... fell asleep (' :| ))


James temporarily blacked out as something collided with the side of his head, sending sparks through his brain and knocking him unconscious for about a minute. The whole time he was out, the laughing continued. Slowly he blinked his way back to consciousness.


"What..?"


Then James remembered Sugarshe storming off. Creating a small interceding forcefield, James pushed Reagan away then stood and ran after his girlfriend. To the rest of the table, it would seem that the second he got about 25ft away his spell ended, but in truth James had dropped the spell without a single word or motion, just the way Imalia had taught him. He dashed after her, stopping in front of the door to the women's dorms. He couldn't go inside. Instead, all James could do was knock on the door and hope she answered.


"Sugarshe! I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you mad!"


James knew how pathetic it sounded the second the words left his mouth. Tears running down his cheeks, James leaned against the wall next to the door and slowly sank to the floor, sobbing with his head in his hands. In his sadness, James let the courage spell drop away.


James barely heard someone walk up to the door of the girl's dorm, attempt to open it, then walk away.


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Location: The Women's dorm


Who I'm with: Unexpectedly, there is someone here


What I'm doing: Performing my task, and fixing a problem


He seemed to appear from nowhere, stepping out of the shadows between two of the beds from a space just outside of Sugarshe's sight.


To his surprise, there was someone here. Usually everyone was at breakfast at this time, but in this instance it seemed the young demon girl was staying in the door room to be miserable. Given the instance of the one observed to be hind boyfriend crying outside, it seemed that the two were currently going through a fight of some sort. This would not do, their connection was something that his master intended to exploit in the future. Shrouding his presence from the school's wards with a thought, he stepped forward into her field of view.


He was a short, thin man, dressing in an immaculate black suit. His hair, cut extremely short, was a dark black, just starting to turn gray. He walked past Sugarshe and began to pick-up and put away various personal belonging that students had left sitting out, his work not slowing in the slightest as he spoke.


"Queen Lucilla, is something the matter?" He asked, his voice carrying a noticeable English accent, "It wouldn't have something to do with Prince Belgarion crying outside, would it?"

 

[folclor]

Location: Kitchen


Who I'm with: Connor, HK-50-01, and Sieghart


What I'm doing: Talking and observing


"Oh, it seems James has pissed someo- correction, two someones off, one of them being his girlfriend..." A smirk slid onto Why'nn's face as she took a sip of tea. "Sir Sieghart, I think Reagan might be about to make a mess of things." Of course, this was, more or less, ignoring most of what the rest of them had said, but she was getting a bit bored with conversation. She was much more interested in conflicts and training. "And it seems Vi and that other girl are having quite a bit of fun. Shall we join them or watch from here?"

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Why'nn (@folclor ), Connor (@KalenNighteyes ), HK (@HK 50 09 ), Violet (@StartingOver ), Z (@TheOnlyCatbug ), Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Intervening


Sieghart, lost in his melancholy, had tuned out the rest of the conversation, up until the point where Why'nn had mentioned trouble. He was on his feet in seconds, sword in hand and helmet on his head. Despite the weight of his armor Sieghart actually hopped over the lunch counter and strode over to the table just as James was leaving.


Sieghart's voice had changed from his usual laid-back tone. His voice cut through the noise of the cafeteria with the weight of someone who's gotten used to having to speak in a battlefield.


"Alright! What's going on here! Come clean now and I won't leave the Headmistress to decide your punishments!"

 

[StartingOver]

Location: cafeteria


Who I'm with: I'm trying to figure that out.


What I'm doing: very confused.


Violet felt the laughter fade as she was free from the spell. She didn't move, trying to regain herself and her breath. She wondering if the boy had actually done that to her or had she allowed it to happen? Either way no harm came to her which was good enough. She noticed James wasn't there and wondered where he ran off to. It didn't matter much, he wasn't very important to her anyway. When the door opened the lovely old cook came out. Vi grinned, she loved that man.


"I don't know sir I don't remember anything."

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Sugarshe (@mewbot5408 ), Violet (@StartingOver ), James (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm doing: Supporting Violet


Grim wrapped an arm around Violet, hugging her to him as James spell took effect. On certain levels the otter was slightly jealous of others that could be affected by magic, but watching how someone with such a strong will succumb to someone else's bidding made him glad he did not. "I gotcha lass." He sat quietly as the events rapidly unfolded before him.


He nodded to the chef as he came out and took charge. Grim thought it would be better to not speak up the moment, since he wasn't entirely sure what did happen. He kept his arm around Vi, rubbing her shoulder to help show that he cared.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Cafeteria


With: Z, (@TheOnlyCatbug ), Seighart, (@TommyGun15 ) Vi (@StartingOver )


Doing: as the man said, and helping out Z.


Reagan began to calm down after James left and the spells started to wear off. As Seighart bellowed into the room, Reagan remained unfazed. He reminded her of Boros Legion patrols that always looked for someone to do any little thing wrong. Granted, the prospect of being punished by the Headmistress was not exactly favorable. 'Oh look, the voice of reason returned. Would have been useful a few seconds ago.' "I punched James in the face. He was casting an enchantment, one that damped intelligence, that pissed me off. Then he caused Violet and Zoey to laugh uncontrollably, causing Zoey to hit her head and black out. At that point I lashed out and I'd do it again." 'I wonder if that Conner guy is trying to read me and see if I'm bluffing? Hi!' Reagan's anger showed again as she glared and Seighart, with a few errant sparks launching from her body. "Anything else?"

 

[StartingOver]

Location: cafeteria


Who I'm with: Grim


What I'm doing: Understanding.


Violet looked up at grim and smiled big. "Hey Grim sorry I went away for alittle while, but I'm back now, so no need to worry." She gave him a quick nuzzle with her nose before lifting her head and watching the events unfold.


"How about we all calm down okay, it was an accdient, James couldn't have know what happened to Z would actually happen."

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Cafeteria/ Imalia's Classroom


Who I'm with: Connor (@KalenNighteyes ), HK (@HK 50 09 ), Violet (@StartingOver ), Z (@TheOnlyCatbug ), Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 ), Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ), Why'nn/ Imalia (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Sorting things out


Sieghart sighed and took off his helmet, face-palming as he sheathed his sword.


"Of course this is all because of James again. I swear that boy has it coming."


Sieghart quickly assessed the situation, and doled out some orders.


"Why'nn, Connor, take Z to the infirmary. Connor, try to use your telepathy to contact her, see if you can get her to wake up. HK-50, take Reagan into the kitchen and see to it that she washes all the silverware and trays from breakfast. I'm trusting you to make sure she does not leave until they are all clean. I'm going to that boy's mistress. She and I need to have a talk about her apprentice's behavior."


Without another word, Sieghart left the cafeteria, metal boots clanking as he walked. He made his way upstairs and entered Imalia's classroom.


"Ms. Imalia, I wish to speak with you. We need to have a talk about the behavior of your apprentice."

 

[TheOnlyCatbug]

Location: Cafeteria


With: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 ), Vi, Seighart (@TommyGun15 ), others


Doing: Barely waking up.


As Z laid unconscious, her dreams weren't so good.


Z was lying down on her side, protecting herself, on the patio of her old school. 2 blue clothed men stood beside her kicking her over and over. Saying insults about her. "Freak." "Monster" "Fusion!" They kept kicking her, hurting more than anything. Suddenly a white portal appeared in her vision. It was a Palkia, saving her. The Palkia knocked the 2 men over and picked up Z, her body completely broken. She went into the portal and everything went white.


Reality caught up with her. Her eyes flickered back green again. She was breathing very heavily, what she saw was more preferable than her real past. She heard a question from somewhere and she simply replied "I don't know..." A massive pain was in the back of her head. 'Please don't be cracked, please don't be cracked.'

 

[folclor]

Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Connor, HK-50-01, Sieghart, Reagan, Grim, Violet, and Z


What I'm doing: Doing as I'm told


Why'nn sighed, but nodded. "Let us go help." She moved up, bent down, and put Z's right arm over her shoulder, her cybernetic left arm winding around back of the girl to give better support. The girl glanced to her roommate, though she was rarely in their dorm room. "I will see you later. Glad you are okay." With a smile, she hoisted Z up. "Connor, other side?"


Location: My classroom


Who I'm with: Sieghart


What I'm doing: Talking


Imalia frowned. "I just talked to him... What did he do this time?" As she waited, the teacher crossed her legs and watched the undead chef before her. Something must, indeed, have gone wrong for him to come to her. 'I should've disciplined him... well, I'll have to now. Probably a day without the ability to cast a courage spell... that should remind him his place.'

 

[HK Fifty]

Position : Mess Hall / Food Prepatory


Companions : Seighart , Connor , Why'nn , Reagan


Engaging in : babysitting


HK-50-01 definitely agreed with the suggestion that James had 'pissed' two people off. It was especially never good to annoy one's female Life-Mate - Malak did it to Revan , and she came back and Killed him. He also agreed that Reagan - he didn't like he anyway - was about to make a mass of trouble. At the suggestion of going over in that direction - ignoring the comment on Jedi-Wannabe having 'fun' with other girls - he was stuck between wanting to just cut loose and break skulls and respect Seighart's rules. I think I'll choose to respect Seighart... And I'm sure he can handle all the trouble. Once again his thoughts were oddly vivid... At this point he hardly cared so long as it wasn't a sign he was going insane.


Regardless Seighart made the choice of staying out of this for him- after sprinting over the Food Counter and asking questions about what had happened , ones he hardly cared to listen to the answer therein , he was ordered to supervise Reagan washing blasted dishes. lovely , I'm babysitting. While Why'nn goes off with Connor and escorts patients to sick-bay... He hardly noticed the now almost common vividity if the first part of that thought.


After the Z creature awoke and Sieghart left - Why'nn and Connor as well , to which he was annoyed and saddened at - , he raised his voice loudly in a flat monotone. "Announcement : Reagan , please come over to the kitchen. NO , I will not move from here to get you unless you defy me. And I may actually fire upon you if you do not comply. The sooner this is over the soon you , I , Why'nn and Connor can all get back to other things. And blast , I still have that TF-05 to fix. Let's get to it!"

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Sugarshe (@mewbot5408 ), Violet (@StartingOver ), Sieghart (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm doing: Supporting Violet


The otter smiled at Vi and nuzzled back, enjoying the affection, it was good to see her being happy and friendly. He liked to think he had something to do with that. "I'm not worried lass." He watched at the chef take charge and give orders. He leaned closer to Vi and whispered. "Moight be a gud toime ta be elsewhere." He watched the others begin to do as they were told. He nodded his chin from Vi towards the exit, but would wait for her to be ready leave.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Imalia's Classroom


Who I'm with: Ms. Imalia (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Explaining


Sieghart shook his head as he explained what James had done.


"Evidently some fool girls asked James to hypnotize them while my back was turned. He set them into uncontrollable fits of laughter, during which one of the girls fell and hit her head on the floor. The girl may have a concussion. Following that he was assaulted by his girlfriend, and the friend of the two girls he hypnotized, after which he left before I could catch him. While admittedly I did not see this occur, I have several eyewitnesses including the admission of one of the girls hypnotized. I'm sure you understand that this sort of behavior is unacceptable, and I will not tolerate further incidents from your apprentice in my lunchroom. I am afraid that if you do not do something to prevent further incidents like this from occurring, I will be forced to take this problem to Headmistress Nishira. I do not wish to do this, for I know James is a good lad at heart. However, I must put the safety of the students in my cafeteria above my concern for the well-being of a single student."


Sieghart turned and walked towards the classroom door.


"Good day."


And with that, he left the room.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Cafeteria/Kitchen


With: HK(@HK 50 09 )


Doing: Washing dishes and asking a few questions.


Reagan could not believe her luck. She had actually avoided anything serious, just washing a lot of dishes. She would have objected, but this allowed her to ask HK about the lab he had. Maybe she could try to fix that broken model. Reagan rather swiftly moved into the kitchen, blinking in and getting to work. While she began the process of dish washing, she also asked HK a few things. "So... Do you mind if I just call you HK, or do you want me to use your fully name? Oh, and I can try to fix that TF-05. Roland let me work on his droids before for maintenance and the like." As she finished her current set of dishes, she turned to HK, pleading with her eyes. "Can I use your workshop? I swear I'll follow all your rules. I need to do some tinkering! C'mon, please?" She was trying to give HK the puppy dog eyes, probably very poorly. Even worse because HK is robotic. Even so, she was willing to go to lengths to get access to that lab.

 

[StartingOver]

Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Grim


What I'm doing: talking.


Violet smiled and gave a nod. "Maybe we should remove ourselves from the area. WHere do you you want to go Grim?" She asked standing up. "Maybe back to your dorm, you know how I enjoy to cuddle!" She wiggles her eyebrows.


"We can train if you want!" She gave a few punches in the air.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Cafeteria / The Arena


Who I'm with: Violet (@StartingOver )


What I'm doing: Talking


He smiled at her suggestions. "Oh I do!" The otter nodded and grinned at her, his tail swishing happily. When she was happy she had very expressive eyebrows. "'ow about, we train den cuddle?" He winked at her. "Best o' both worlds." He stood and offered his arm to her. Once she was ready he started walking towards the arena.

 

[StartingOver]

Location: Arena


Who I'm with: My otter


What I'm doing: walking to train


Violet took his arm and neatly interlocked hers with it. "I won't go easy on you big guy, that's now way to get better!" She smiled and looked up at him. "It's the cutest thing when you wag your tail by the way. I love when you do it. " she laughed softly.


"Maybe it's cause I like seeing you happy." She beamed busting at the seams with happyness. She felt like she really loved the big otter.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: My Violet


What I'm doing: Having fun


Patting her hand he nodded. "I wouldnae wancha to, that'd be nae fun!" His tail swished some more. "Is dat so?" He blushed a little, not that it would show. His tail came up behind her and tapped her shoulder. He grinned down at her, his chest filling with joy. "I like seein ye 'appy too!" The otter nudged her with his forehead. He felt like he'd do anything for her.


Once they were at the arena Grim motioned to the training floor for her to get ready first. "So, lass, weapons or fists?" He grinned and bounced lightly on his toes, his fists up playfully shadow boxing.


Location: My chambers


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Reading and listening to music


A low level bass could be heard faintly in the hallway of the staff corridor, if someone were to follow the sound it would lead them to the door of Delrick's room.


Inside the monk was sitting comfortably in one of the high backed chairs, his cup of coffee sitting on the coffee table, steam wafting of it. The music playing in the background was not loud, but did fill the room easily. In his hands was a leather bound book of some kind. There was no writing to indicate what was inside the tome.


The man sat reading, enjoying the break and occasionally reflected on the past two months had gone. He was hoping the rest of the year would be just as good.

 

[Nonexisting]

~~sugarshe~~~


Where: cafeteria/dorm room


With: James, butler


Doing:


Sugarshe's wings were curled around her and she glanced up at the new prescence just slightly but hid her face with her wings blocking her from view. Nobody was allowed to see her cry. Nobody. She wouldn't have it. She gave a deep shaky exhale. "He wanted to ruin the sacredity of the bed....I love him so I don't understand why he thinks it's okay to flirt with other females and suggest such idiotic ideas! I don't understand I am I not good enough or something?! Also on top of that glitch went missing......I haven't seen him in two months...." She says yelling a bit but she is obviously sobbing at this point. Even demons had their own values and beliefs. One of them which was widely known was their traditions and idea of courtship and romance. It was especially important for royal blood and Nobel demons. Her voice of course loud enough for James to hear her speaking to the guy. A mysterious shadow turned the door handle popping it open and sugarshe fell backwards with a think slapping a hand over her eyes trying to still hide her obvious crying and moved away quickly getting ready to run away again with a sniffle.


@TommyGun15

 

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Location: Dorms


Who I'm with: Sugarshe (@mewbot5408 )


What I'm doing: Apologizing and comforting her


In the confusion, the strange butler had disappeared again, although James hadn't noticed him in the first place. Slowly, he moved closer to Sugarshe and wrapped his arms around her, leaning his head gently against her shoulder.


"I'm sorry... I've been a fool. Demons in my world are..."


James recalled the tales of shape-shifting monsters large enough to swallow a man whole.


"They're not like you. I'm sorry for being a stupid idiot. Heh. I've been acting like my great grandfather, the old lech. I'm sorry that I made assumptions about your customs. I want to apologize, and to learn about you, and the demons of your world. If you're any indication, I get the feeling they're far better than the demons of my world. I want to learn how I can make you happy, and how I can see to it that I never make you cry again."

 

[HK Fifty]

Position : Food Prepatory


Companions : Reagan


Engaging in : dealing with Moppak


Luckily for HK-50-01 - more for Reagan since he wouldn't have to inflict any encouraging shots - the annoying woman actually did the utensils and various items. He would much rather be called Sir , but HK-50 would have to suffice instead when not performing overseer function as he was this moment. She informed him that she had Repair Skills , but he had been hounded by her so much over those issues he hardly listened. If I can just get this blasted annoying Fleshsack to leave me alone , maybe I can not have to lock the doors to the workshop... He didn't care who Roland was , unless that was Roland Dyre the Mandalorian. Malak had an enormous hatred of that being , and HK-50 had been imparted that hatred.


To HK-50-01's annoyance , the Girl stopped doing dishes - despite having much more to do - and started begging to use his Workshop. He didn't care if she WOULD follow his rules - it was His workshop and he didn't want anyone in it except for those he enjoyed the company of or his superiors. She tried - and largely failed , because he wasn't easily swayed in such fashion - to appeal to him with rather sad eyes to punctuate her desires. At that le let out an audible groan and palmed his facial plate in annoyance as so many Fleshsacks did. Am I ever going to get this done? Why did I have to get set to be this beings taskmaster?


He decided to speak then , in a regular voice that would no doubt sound strained still. "Informational : please use HK-50 normally and Sir currently. I don't care if you have credentials , who this Roland was - unless he was Roland Dyre - or that you would follow my rules. I DON'T WANT YOU IN MY WORKSHOP! Fizzle detonators , if you finish those dishes I'll let you fiddle with the broken droid. No possibility of harming anything - it's likely I'll have to make a new one anyway. And stop giving me those ridiculous eyes before I enact Protocols. I can make it look like an accident , too. Plus I have the Headmistresses favor. So please , GET BACK TO WORK!"

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Kitchen


With: Sir HK-50 (@HK 50 09 )


Doing: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE


"Yes Sir!" Reagan blinked and resumed doing dishes as fast as she could, not really caring that Sir HK-50 was threatening to paint the kitchen with her insides. She could finally do something mechanical that wasn't standard backpack maintenance! 'This is it! I can see how some of the things here work first hand! I wonder if I can use my capacitors to power things? Oh, or if I can use hybrid power sources! Oe what about...' Reagan's face had this manic smile plastered to it as she washed every single dish she could find with lightning speed.

 

[folclor]

Location: My Classroom/Dorms/My Classroom


Who I'm with: No one/My apprentice


What I'm doing: Disciplining


Imalia frowned. It was so unlike the boy to be this way. She blinked and was in the dorms with Sugarshe, James, and a butler. While she gave the butler a questioning look, she did not say anything. "Sugarshe, 'sacredity' is not a word. The word you're looking for is 'sanctity.' James, stand up, you're coming with me." He would feel the binding work within him and he would be unable to resist. The teacher grabbed his arm as soon as he had extricated himself from his girlfriend and blinked them back into her classroom.


Her glare was cold, anger coming off of her in waves. "What did we talk about this morning? Just this morning... What did I tell you about using magic in the cafeteria?" To many she would've sounded calm, but James would notice the slight tremble that entered her voice when she was very angry.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Dorms/ Imalia's Classroom


Who I'm with: Sugarshe (@mewbot5408 )/ Mistress Imalia (@folclor )


What I'm doing: In trouble


Before Sugarshe would say anything Imalia arrived, looking livid. At her command, James felt a tugging on his magical bindings that forced him to his feet and away from Sugarshe. The next thing he knew, he was in Imalia's classroom.


James looked at his feet in shame the second she began to berate him.


"You said that if I was caught again, you would have to discipline me... and I'm not gonna lie, I'd been putting on a show like a jackass... Pardon my language."

 

[folclor]

Location: My classroom


Who I'm with: My apprentice


What I'm doing: Disciplining


Imalia sighed and shook her head. "And I told you to be inconspicuous." A glare followed this. "I told you to cover your tracks. Stay with other magic users, make sure you couldn't be traced and instead you act like a damn hypnotist putting on a show for giggling teenage girls." She slammed her hands down on her desk. "I don't really care what you do with your romance, or didn't until now. But you've gotten yourself tied up with someone who obviously can't control their emotions. What you were doing had nothing flirtatious involved. You weren't fondling, you weren't molesting, you weren't even kissing. All you did was make them giggle after lowering their intelligence. Which I wouldn't be angry about should you have done so carefully. But now you have a wolf demon angry at you because she's a teenager and everything is so dramatic at this age and I'm going to have to remove your courage spell and keep you from using another one for the rest of the day." This was followed by her standing and moving around behind him, gripping his head in her hands. "Maybe being a panicked mess all day will remind you not to defy me again." She sucked the courage spell from him.