Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Sieghart (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm doing: Waiting to try coffee


The monk nodded politely and took the offered seat, smiling at the chefs comment about becoming intoxicated. "I am not worried about that, for you or myself." Nodding. "Though I understand the sentiment and desire. There are times I wish the same."


Delrick set his cup on the table. "I am curious to see how your coffee fairs compared to that brewed by the shorts and," He smirked and raised an eyebrow. "To what I brew." The man leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms over his chest comfortably. His tone was friendly and his posture was relaxed, his aura would make the chef feel as though he were with other undead beings. For normal people this would cause them to feel uncomfortable, but to the undead it should feel comfortable and familiar.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Hallway


With: Zipper (@mewbot5408 )


Doing: Talking... to the girl who just stabbed a wall. Repeatedly.


Reagan finished her last dish, noting that she could see her reflection. "Alright, I'm done. Now, Sir, if you could show me to your-" Reagan turned and noticed a distinct lack of HK-50-01 in the room. "-work...shop. OH SON OF A RAKDOS!!!" Reagan vaulted over the counter, sparking like a Tesla Coil, and ran through the hallways, slowing down when she realized she had no idea where HK would have gone. She started walking in a random direction, grumbling. "Lousy bucket of bolts, backing out of an agreement. Tech probably isn't that good anyways, stupid lousy waste of metal..." 'Oh who am I kidding, the tech is probably amazing. Even then, access to a workshop is better than no workshop. Gotta find that bolted little Azorious weasel. Show him how an Izzet deals with a rat who skimps on their end of the bargain.'





As she walked down the halls, having no idea of where she was going, she heard noise. An awful lot of noise. Figuring that an awful lot of noise meant that HK-50-01 was nearby, she ran towards it, turning a corner and seeing... Zipper? Reagan had heard the girl's name before, but they never really talked. Mostly because Reagan already had her freak out over animated constructs, even ones with their own desires and dreams. She heard Zipper mumble and rubbed her forehead. 'Oh this is going to be my day, isn't it? No workshop, no HK, just Zipper. Why's blondie avoiding her anyways? Didn't see him anywhere nearby and he's been avoiding the usual gatherings.' Reagan sighed as she sparked a tad. "While I can't vouch for your intelligence, no one should be alone." Reagan looked to the wall with a bunch of holes in it. "Now what did the wall do to you?"

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Arena


Who: James (@TommyGun15 )


What: still fighting


Acantha looked up at the hellish creature, and smiled once again, sighing slightly as she lept back, and allowing her staff to graze the creature slightly.


She allowed for its eyes to focus on her, and it's eyes seemed to widen when she produced a small, velvet flower from her palm, her skin already tinged a shade of chrolophyll green.


It's ears flattened against its head, and before it could gather itself up again from the scars of the plant, Arlight, and Zeni, hearing and feeling all this common and awakening from a Cat nap, darted in and, both having grown tremendously in size, ripped at the creatures wings and began feasting on its flesh.


The fiery heat of the creatures body and saliva didn't seem to faze them, whatever was burnt was simply brought back as soon.


"Ahh...so nice to have my voice back. Thank you Zeni, next time don't fall asleep, m'kay?" Acantha said with only the feintest tracings of sarcasm.


The flowers surrounding the floor and central vine pillar soon began to bloom when Acantha clenched her fist, and when releasing it, exposed plants of teeth and tongue, of sentience and great, great hunger. They grabbed at all the copies, sparing none, even those in the stands as they extended their necks, only trying to get the boy.


"Now, I suppose why don't I summon a little friend of mine as well?" Acantha said, she pulling up her sleeves and injesting the flower that had fazed the creature so. She began to transform herself into a state similar to a few months ago, other worldly plants growing from her flesh, it's powers infusing into her own, and she made a sharp bed of thorns appear under the whole vine area and then some by a flick of a wrist.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Arena


Who I'm with: Acantha (@HanaJuni ), spectators (@folclor ) (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna ) (@mewbot5408 )


What I'm doing: Using my Will


James had definitely not expected any of that. James, who'd been standing within the arena, leapt into the air as his copies burst into motes of light. James formed a spherical shield around himself and used it to hang in the air above the snapping flowers and thorns.


Looking down at the tangled, thrashing mess of angry plants and vines, James could feel terror rising up in his body. At first, James fought to suppress it, before his powers went out of control and hurt somebody. Then something else occurred to him.


This is a fight! It doesn't matter if I hurt someone. I WANT to hurt somebody!





James let all the fear of loss, all the self-anger of losing control of his powers, all emotions surging through his mind, and fed them into this Will. What was his Will? He wanted these plants to go away. He wanted them to DIE. And there was one thing that always killed plants quickly. With his Will focused on what he wanted to do, James spoke, channeling it through his Word.


"BURN!!!"


His voice seemed to echo around the entire arena as reality itself warped around him. Every flammable object, plants, clothes, and even the hair and plants on Acantha and her two pets, violently burst into flames. James was not spared either as his clothes and hair were singed from his body, although the flames on him burned out before any permanent damage could be caused. It was only by some magic of the Arena that the same did not happen to the people watching the fight as James's Will lashed out in terror and fury.


Exhausted from using his will, James dropped down in a kneeling position among the burnt remains of the flowers and vines. He breathed heavily, blood running from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He coughed some blood onto the burnt floor of the Arena, then stood again, his entire body shaking from pain and exhaustion.


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Location: Kitchen


Who I'm with: Delrick


What I'm doing: Making coffee


Sieghart didn't really react to Delrick's calming aura, for he was already plenty content to be cooking. After a few minutes, he brought Delrick some coffee, along with an assortment of sweeteners, and dairy products.


"I hope it measures up." Sieghart said with a smile, sitting down across from Delrick.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Sieghart (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm doing: Tasting coffee


Delrick smiled and nodded his thanks to Sieghart. "We shall see, your cooking would lead me to believe it will." He poured some into his cup, then lifted it to smell the aroma coming from the streaming cup of dark brown joy. "I've been hearing many good things from several students about how thoughtful you are." The monk smiled and let out small sigh, sipping the hot coffee letting the warmth spread through him.


"That is quite good. I could get used to such a good brew, the strength is just about right." He raised his cup to the chef in a toast.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Kitchen


Who I'm with: Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna )


What I'm doing: A toast


Sieghart smiled at the fighter's compliment, raising a cup of siegbrau in toast as well.


"I'm glad it meets your approval. When I owned my tavern, coffee was probably the only thing that was ordered as often as beer."


With that, Sieghart down his cup in one gulp.

 

[HK Fifty]

Position : The Arena


Companions ; Why'nn (@folclor) , Violet (@StartingOver) , James (@TommyGun15) , Botany Teacher.. Acantha or something like that (@HanaJuni) and a few other people (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)


Engaging in : being extremely , extremely displeased


HK-50-01 let Why'nn pull him to the Arena as she explained that nothing was amiss. Oh , I'm sure that was easier. You won't have a blasted technology whore running you down to try to get access to your inner sanctum. she snuggled up to him as they found a seat to watch - he actually sort of did want to fight , but he would rather be with Why'nn at that moment. So he sat with her. Things were already interesting enough in his opinion.


He absent mindedly watched everything while he slowly stopped being as annoyed. He delft all the cheering reverberate around him , some just wanting blood entirely. The Match he could care less about - watching combat didn't excite or calm him. That was what actually participating in combat served to do. Instead he thought about how he was going to get out of his predicament. So.. Reagan is going to be angry. Well , I told her after she was done - not right after. So I can say I needed an hour or two to fix everything up for her. Truthfully of course I always have it ready for work , but she doesn't have to know that. Zipper will be angry as well. But I.. Can't put up with that. I'll tell her something. I also want to find Delrick and ask him to be my... adoptive? Yes that's it , adoptive father. Too many things to do..


Of course when he decided to strike conversation with Why'nn - his anger was soothed - everything lit on fire. The blaze stopped before it reached himself or Why'nn , but once again one of Why'nn's other friends was trying to ruin his day - James , AGAIN. He threw his arms up with his weapons engaged in a gesture that was rather rude , and began cursing.

 

[StartingOver]

Location: Arena


Who I'm with: way to many people.


What I'm doing: over it.


Violet raised her right hand across her body and made a blast appear. She grinned at Grim and looked down at the axe under her chin.


"Looks like a draw." She spotted the shadow and rolled her eyes. Jumping back from Grim she landed a few feet away. She started to survey the scene. "So we have emo boy over there who can't control his feelings." She pointed to James. "The overprotective jealous guy." Her eyes went to Connor. "That hunk of junk robot." She glared at HK. "And Why'nn my adorable roomate, it's way to crowded big guy lets get going." She smiled at Grim.

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Arena, then Kaiserin


Who: James, Lundes


What: Cleaning up the mess


She noticed the boy getting more and more angry, and she did nothing but smile in response to that. What? Was she suppose to help him calm down? No, not at all. She needed to see his power, the full extent of this.


He exerted this "Will" of his, and seemed to take out the plants with a screaming command. Though she commended his skill usage at the time, she'd eventually introduce him to the fire resistant plants of the underworld, the ones which inhabited her very arms and legs at the moment, they only heated up a little, for it was her own clothes that had burst into flames.


The Lundes had consumed the fire bat, and they bounded over to their mistress, she patting their heads and swiping a bit of the charred remains of the fire beast's body from the chunk one of them held in their mouth. The arena floor had been cleared of all her sentient plant, though she could hear their howls all together for a split second, giving her something nasty of a headache.


She quickly made herself appear more modest, summoning her simple green tunic, and sighing at the final scene. The body laid there kneeling, scathed, and most of all, bloody. The Lundes ruffled their feather-like fur, as the smell excited them so, but Acantha raised her hand, and came over to the boy, coolly, as the plants which had protected her from the fire fell off of her, as they weren't needed any longer.


She silently reached for the bottom of her dress, and started to dab at the blood coming from his face, occasionally reaching in her dress and getting small detoxin vials out, as those plants could make a nasty, poisonous haze to a mortal, especially a young one. She cleaned him up rudimentaly, before eyeing him and saying "Darling, I simply don't think I have enough here to fix you one spot. Let me take you back for a moment to assure you didn't render yourself useless. Nish-ira would be most displeased." She almost called her by the pet name they used in private, but that was for nobody to hear. Especially this boy, who was doing only average in her class.


She then grabbed his body, pressing it tightly against hers, and teleported from the Arena to Kaiserin, where she lay him on a table and started getting to rejuvinating muds, clays, mineral water, tonics, and potions, as he wanted to make sure he wasn't affected by any sub-species of plant that could've been part of the type she summoned; those flowers were infected with angry former dryad souls, and they could have anything up their sleeve.


The Lundes sat near him, and occasionally licked him, as they thought the taste of his charred skin and somewhat raw flesh was appetizing. Acantha let this, but only because it helped to rid of all the excess skin that didn't form to his figure.

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: HK-50-01 (@HK 50 09), James (@TommyGun15), Violet (@StartingOver), the botany teacher (@HanaJuni), and some others (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna)


What I'm doing: Wincing away


Why'nn blinked and the arena was on fire. 'Father will not like this...' She hurried to the side and hit the button for the sprinkler system. The Arena was soon no longer on fire, bits of the carpet burnt and singed. She frowned as Violet referred to HK-50-01 in such a way. "I appreciate the compliment, Violet, but HK-50-01 is my friend and Connor is my boyfriend. If you want to hang out with me, feel free to ask."

 

[StartingOver]

Location:'Arena


Who I'm with: they let everybody in this place don't they.


What I'm doing: Shrugging


Violet turned and shrugged her shoulders. "You're my friend darling, but your friends don't care for me much so forgive me if I share the feeling." She looked towards Grim. "I've got my friends and you got yours, if you want to hang out with me then come on down." She turned her back. "We could hang out some of you actually slept in your own dorm room once in awhile, I get lonely. "

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Unknown


Who I'm with: Acantha and her pets (@HanaJuni )


What I'm doing: Barely conscious


Through the bloody and darkness blurring his vision, James vaguely saw Acantha approaching him. Too exhausted to fight any further, James prepared himself to get beaten down, only to be surprised when she began to daub away the blood from his face. Finally letting the adrenaline leave his body, James relaxed, falling forward as Acantha grabbed him and teleported away.


The next thing he remembered was laying on some sort of table, as Acantha tended to his wounds. He cloud also feel something licking him, but his body hurt too much for him to look at what was happening. James weakly turned his head towards Acantha, barely able to make out her shape standing over him.


"How..." James said in a weak voice, barely above a whisper. "How did... I do..?"

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: HK-50-01, Violet, James, the botany teacher, and some other students


What I'm doing: Distracted


"If you apologize to HK-50-01 and Connor I will come and hang out with you." Why'nn crossed her arms as the sprinklers shut off and it was just at that moment that she lost track of everything. The feeling of wet fabric sticking to her was a new one and she shivered before her arms dropped to her sides and she found herself staring at the ground, feeling the new texture. She'd felt the wet cloth of a robe against her skin before but this kind of material... Her mouth opened slowly and she shivered again. Different. Cold, wet, sticky, but not... A sticky feeling she didn't understand.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: HK-50-01 (@HK 50 09), James (@TommyGun15), Violet (@StartingOver), the botany teacher (@HanaJuni), and some others


What I'm doing: Being done.


He grinned and nodded, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "I can live wit a draw." Seeing the shadow he quickly let go and looked around, he suspected Valian. 'When did e'eryone get 'ere?' He thought. His eyes widened at the fire then the sprinklers. He nodded and looked to Violet, stowing his axes, then wrapped an arm around Violet. "Aye, let's get outta 'ere." He smiled as he started towards the exit, in a whisper so only Violet could hear. "If get ye lonely, I'll keep ye company."


Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Sieghart (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm doing: Tasting coffee


The monk sipped his coffee, nodding at Sieghart's explanation. "Yes, I remember my later adventuring days, coffee was just starting to make appearances in major taverns." He thought back to sharing Brown ale with his long dead companions. He took a long drink of the coffee, slowly nodding.

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Kaiserin


Who: James, Lundes


What: Cleaning up the mess, Explaining


"...Still needs work." she said as she busily tended to all open sores and soon, scabbing turned into healing skill. She got out a small potion bottle, and though it smelled repugnant, she tipped his head back and it ran down his throat, though disgusting it did help with internal healing.


The Lundes had ceased their licking, and curled up on her "throne" as she called it, or the large, plush velvet chair she often used when sitting and pondering...or scheming. She bandaged him up, and she then said in an authoritative tone "Why did you want to fight me? I am merely the botany teacher, and not many of your kind, the students that is, care much about me at all. Especially that Connor boy and the rest of that lot...." She allowed herself to trail away slightly, before picking up suddenly with an "Ah! But I will definitely inform Nishira of your..um...efforts against me, we shall say. Also, for your personal knowledge, this may be the last time, or only the first time you'll be in these labs. Perhaps you've heard some rumours of an underground laboratory? Well, this is she, and she's known as Kaiserin."


With the last breath of her voice, Zeni's tail hit the back of James' head, Acantha lightly giggling and saying "Do forgive that, that measure is taken to make sure you can't utter a word of information I just gave you. Even if you think about telling it, I'll know, Zeni marked your brain, and you'll be in for a world of mental mind games and anguish dear. Now, would you like some tea?"


She sounded exceptionally jovial at that last bit, her setting a silver tray with blended teas and various sweets.

 

[StartingOver]

Location: Arena


Who I'm with: Grim


What I'm doing: Awww


Violet smiled feeling warm. "Oh really, and how wil my otter do that eh?" She teased.She truned back and her eyes locked on to Why'nn. The girl looked out of it. "Hey what's wrong with Why'nn she said turning to Grim. "Maybe we should get her out of here, before something bad happens to her." She looked to Grim her eyes filled with worry.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: HK-50-01 (@HK 50 09), Violet (@StartingOver), Why'nn (@folclor ) and some others


What I'm doing: Agreeing, rescuing the damsel.


The otter grinned and winked about to reply exactly how he would when Violet expressed concern for Why'nn. He looked at her and nodded, she didn't look right. "Aye lass, let's go get 'er." The otter turned towards the girl, waving Violet to help, though he wondered why her friends weren't moving to help her. Grim took Why'nn's right arm and draped it over his shoulder, and wrapped his left arm around her waist. "Lass, get 'er ot'er side?" Looking to Violet as he spoke.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Kitchen


Who I'm with: Delrick (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna )


What I'm doing: Reminiscing


Sieghart leaned back in his chair as he thought about his time as a knight.


"Ah, I remember my first adventure. I'd been a knight of Catarina for about a month. We rode out to purge a village of the agents of a local cult. This woman, about eight feet tall and fat as a whale, she lit herself on fire and grabbed me before hurling us both off of a cliff. That, my friend, was the first time I'd ever died."


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Location: The Kaiserin


Who I'm with: Acantha and the Lundes (@HanaJuni )


What I'm doing: Sitting up


James almost gagged on the taste of the medicine, but he managed to hold it down. Slowly, he managed to rise to a sitting position. He bowed and accepted a cup of Earl Grey tea, which he sipper lightly as he both talked, and looked around Acantha's lab with interest.


"Thank you Miss Acantha, I promise not to speak a word of this place."


As he looked around, James thought long and hard about why he chose to fight Acantha, instead of another student.


"Well... Mistress Imalia informed me that I would be fighting in the tournament. I wanted to fight someone in order to prepare. I figured that fighting you, since you are a teacher, would be the best way to see if I had any chance of doing well in the tournament. And, I suppose, part of it was because I knew next to nothing about you. I kind of wanted to see what sort of magic you liked to use. My great-grandfather always used to tell me that the best way to learn about a sorcerer was to see what kind of magic they favored. Like how most of your magic is centered around plants, or your two companions. I get the feeling that you possess great respect for the natural world."


James smiled at the mention of his great-grandfather.


"You know, my great-grandfather would probably love this place. It reminds me a lot of his own lab. He'd hole up in there, sometimes for years at a time, studying all sorts of things. He's got this diamond he's kept buried under one of the stones in the stairs for the last few millennia... he's still waiting to see how long it takes for it to be completely ground into dust. I used to really love visiting him, he'd tell me all sorts of fascinating things."

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena (Why'nn/Valian)


Who I'm with: Can't...Can't...(Why'nn)/Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), the girl (@StartingOver), and the droid (@HK 50 09) (Valian)


What I'm doing: Can't...(Why'nn)/Helping (Valian)


Something warm was touching her and she let out a soft breath at the taking of her arm and something winding around her waist, but she didn't move or try to get away. "So... sticky..." she breathed. And then her right hand felt some sort of soft...fur? Something... she couldn't tell. She let out a light whimper. "Soft..." Her hand pressed into the soft texture.


"Yo! Want some help?" Valian called, bounding down from the stands with concern written on his face. "Seriously... why aren't they helping her?" He glanced around and looked at the girl before he heard her words and he broke out into a grin. "Grim... I think you're doing pretty well with the ladies." He winked. "Gonna test a theory." He pulled out a smooth leather journal and ran it across the back of the girl's hand.


Why'nn whimpered again. "Cold... blank..."


Valian's grin widened. "Ohhh Grim... we got a new toy."

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Kaiserin


Who: James, Lundes


What: Actually bonding with a student???


Acantha took her Orange Pekoe tea, and dropped nearly half of the sugar bowl into it whilst nodding at his logic. "Tis true, your grandfather taught you well, for I in fact wanted to scout you as well. You see, I have a wee bit of a problem when it comes to bonding or knowing students...I'm just very different from all of you." She ended it abuptly there, not wanting to detail her contract and deal of immortality and the constant stress of having to see all these children grow up, grow old, get corrupted, and die. All while not even getting a wrinkle.


"I...just have a very different mind, as all. I would love to meet your grandfather, do tell me, which realm was he sent to? Because it'll be far easier for me to know which direction I must take, after all, it's pretty difficult to navigate Hell..." She said that last part with a bitterness in her mouth, despite all the sugar.


"Ah, as for nature, I do possess the highest respect to it, perhaps just as much if not more than I serve to Ms. Nishira. Nature has cradled us, yet it has also been the one to strike the axe of your species...but even nature does mess up sometimes. That's why we've got these little pockets to other places, and a certain mutant breed of humankind and whatnot." The last part fell flat, and she realized she had been gripping her teacup handle quite firmly, and Arlight meowled out for her to cease it.


She sat in a loveseat positioned in a sort of sitting area, and nodded her head to James, inviting him to sit with her for a while.

 

[StartingOver]

Location: arena


Who I'm with: Grim, Why'nn someone who wants to die.


What I'm doing : oh hell no.


Violet picked her hand up and shot a blast at Valian. "Touch her agian and I'll remove your head from your body!" She stormed over and put Why'nn's other arm around her shoulder.


"We got you Why'nn you're safe and warm." She smiled and gave Why'nn a snuggled with her nose. " let's get her to our dorm Grim, it's her clothes we need to get her out of them and into something dry." She began to move forward.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Kaiserin


Who I'm with: Acantha and her Lundes (@HanaJuni )


What I'm doing: Sitting next to her


James frowned, tilting his head slightly as he walked over and sat down next to Acantha. When he finally understood what she'd meant, he smiled a bit. It seemed she hadn't heard of the sorcerers of his world.


"Oh, great-grandfather isn't dead, or in another realm. I don't think he'd ever actually left my home universe. It's one of the things about sorcerers in my world. We naturally don't die. I mean, we can be killed, but aside from that, we eventually just... stop aging. I think great-grandfather is somewhere in his early eight-thousands. Of course, not all my relative are born sorcerers. He isn't actually the father of my grandfather. There are about... a few hundred greats omitted from his proper relation to me. Same with my grandfather Belgarion. He just hit one-thousand a few years ago. My father took me to the Vale, we brought Aldur's Orb along, and we had this huge party with all the other sorcerers beneath the tree in the center of the Vale. Belgarath says that tree has been around longer than he has."


James continued to smile at the memories as he looked around the Kaiserin once more.


"You know... It'd be a shame not to see this place again. It's really cool, like those plants you used in the Arena."


James smiled awkwardly.


"Sorry about burning them by the way... I got a little out of control back there."

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Can't (Why'nn)/Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), some girl (@StartingOver), and some others (Valian)


What I'm doing: Can't (Why'nn)/Backing off (Valian)


New sensation. Skin. New skin. Why'nn shivered, her mind overloaded. She couldn't make sense of what was happening around her. 'Sticky, soft, warm. Skin... sticky sticky sticky... Soft hand.' She moved her right hand around in the soft. The girl let out a soft moan, her eyes closing as she felt. 'Stickysoftsticky... Stickysoft...' If people were talking she couldn't hear them. Every movement brought the sticky closer and further away. Each movement made her gasp.





"Chill! I'm not gonna hurt her. Just testing a theory. And if you don't like jokes, the hell are you hanging out with Grim?" Valian frowned but kept his distance, following several paces behind. He was curious and wanted to talk to his friend. "If I were to guess I'd say she doesn't do well with textures. What's wrong with exposing her to a few, huh? It'll only make her stronger, right? I mean, look at the reaction she's having to her clothes being wet..."

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Arena, then Kaiserin


Who: James, Lundes


What: Conversing???? Normally???? What??? Also I almost feel bad for having to fake emotions...


"W-What world is this?" She gasped out, almost dropping her teacup from surprise. As the boy explained, she felt a dull pain in her head, probably because those little underlings weren't happy she probably knew of that realm now..."That's not how sorcerers work in my world dear child. Very few achieve immortality. And those that do, they give up everything."


She quickly finished her tea, and the Lundes sensed she was going to display her little myriad of emotion, and they came along to support the act; they knew the drill. "James, I'm not sure if you're aware, or if Ms. Imalia has told you, but there are many who not only make contracts with devils, but a select few of those mutated humans I spoke of? The Hell King himself ties them to his very being. They are kept alive by the sin of others, and the guarantee of some sort of eternal suffering, in one way or another. It's quite gruesome, it'd be absolutely terrible for it be bestowed to someone, especially someone young and stupid~" She let out a tinkling laugh at the end, but it sounded dry, unmotivated.


"I'd like to visit that realm on vacation, it's decided. That is, if and when I ever get one. You guys are more important right now, and I want at least 30% to pass my final!" Acantha knew many students didn't take her class seriously, and those who were only in it for the grade often got a spout of pollen to the face. Only those who cared, the plants cared back and allowed cooperation under her greenhouse.


"So, would you like a small look around, after all, you seem to show some interest, and this is quite exciting to me! Or...would you like the pleasure of departing the Kaiserin?"

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


WhoI'm with: HK-50-01 (@HK 50 09), Violet (@StartingOver), Why'nn/Valian (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Agreeing, rescuing the damsel.


The otter nodded and was relieved when Valian came to help. "Har har, jus gimme hand." He shook his head at the reaction of Why'nn. "Oi, ye are gone lass." The otter recoiled as the blast from Violet flew between Why'nn and Valian. Wide eyed Grim looked to his friend and shook his head. "'e does 'ave a point, it can't 'urt." He mouthed silently so only Valian could see 'Geez!' The otter nodded to Violet. "Lead on lass." Helping carry Why'nn to their dorm.


Location: Cafeteria


Who I'm with: Sieghart (@TommyGun15 )


What I'm doing: Tasting coffee


Sipping the coffee, enjoying the it as he listened to story. "Oh! That's rough. Your first time out, you not only get killed." Setting the cup on the table, ticking things off on his fingers. "You were set on fire, fell from a cliff, and crushed beneath a large women." The monk smiled and shook his head. "I can't remember the first time I died, I just remember lots of pain and blinding white light." He chuckled and closed his eyes. "There were a few more times after that though."