Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Comforting


When she didn't pull away from him, he pulled her into a close and secure hug. He shook his head as he held her. "It's alright. I'm sorry that I'm so...overbearing. It's just that with how easily stimulated you are, I feel like I should be your shield against everyone who seems like they want to hurt you or something. When I read Violet's mind, it scared the hell out of me. You have made me so happy in the time we've been together and I'm terrified of losing that...Terrified of losing you." He gave a sigh, and just held onto her, knowing that this was about all he could do to help make her feel better.

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor


What I'm doing: Hugging


"No... I am not saying you are overbearing," she whispered. "You are not. In Thay if a man does not protect his chosen he is seen as weak." The girl smiled weakly. "You are not weak. I am surprised you have given me as much freedom as you have. But she did not harm me. She only hugged me and told me I was like her little sister. But I do not believe she does with her sister what mine did with me." Why'nn rested her head against him. "I am terrified you and Mother will see me as weak and discard me. I am so very weak... just the touch of something unusual and I am incapacitated..." She shook her head. "I am a liability."

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Comforting


Connor listened to her talk, and even felt the emotions she was feeling. He felt a little better that she saw him as strong and didn't see him as overbearing, but he was still worried for her. He pulled away just enough to be able to look down into her eyes. "To me, you aren't weak. I mean, hell. You got your arm cut off and barely bat an eyelash. I screamed when it happened to me." He gave her a playful smile, then continued. "I would never discard you. You are far too important to me...you mean so much to me. I also don't think Manara would discard you either. Despite what she had originally planned to do, she changed. Now she's like a mother to you. Mothers don't abandon their...children." At that last statement, he paused, remembering how his mother had been the last one to stick up for him while he was still back home. A tear slid down his cheek at the memory. "I won't abandon you and neither will she..."

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Kitchen


Who I'm with: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Talking


Sieghart sat at the table, setting the coffee in front of Reagan. He didn't bother getting himself anything.


"Oh, it's not a odd as you might imagine. I hear odd things all the time in this school. Though I am not a student, it has still been a learning experience. Feel free to share any interesting stories from your homeland. I'll be happy to share a few of mine if you wish."

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor


What I'm doing: Bring comforted


Why'nn laughed a little when he mentioned her getting her arm cut off. "I did not scream or cry because I was worried for you. I fought for you... I did not show that strength for myself..." She sighed as she looked down. "I am glad to hear you say it. But you have told me of the Sith. They sound as harsh as the Red Wizards... My biological mother gave me up for experimentation. What does that say about motherhood?"

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Comforting


Connor gave a small sigh. "Well...I'd say that it says you had somewhat of a cruel mother..." He had to force himself not to smile, because he didn't know if that comment would upset her or not, but he did go on to talk about the other things she mentioned. "I know I told you about the Sith. They're harsh, cold, and ruthless. However, there's something completely different about Manara. I think you've found someone who is going to stick by you for a very long time." He pulled her into another close hug, and held her there. "And you can rest easy knowing that I will never abandon you. You can always rely on me to help you when ever you need it. I promise..."

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Connor


What I'm doing: Being comforted


Why'nn held onto him tightly. "I am lucky I found you." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "We should go see Sieghart. I do not believe we should be physically intimate right now... and I believe he has sweets. I would enjoy a sweet." It was true that her favorite foods seemed to be cakes, muffins, and cookies. She had tried to eat more savory things, but they never made her salivate quite like sweet did.

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Passing out


James grit his teeth when he felt Tatsuya's hands close around his neck. As he felt his throat crushed and his lungs screamed for oxygen, he mentally hurled one last command at Tatsuya's mind.


SLEEP NOW!


Then, right as she saw Tatsuya's eyes close, James's vision went black. Then he was falling, dragged by the weigh of Tatsuya's arms. He landed on something warm and soft, which unbeknownst to him at the time was Tatsuya, his face resting on her chest. He lay there for a few seconds, his body still struggling to remember how to breath. Then, he spiraled into blissful unconsciousness.


At some point while they were both still unconscious, James instinctively wrapped his arms around Tatsuya in his sleep, nuzzling his face against the soft swell of her chest.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: The Arena


With: James (@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Waking up


Mood: Agitated


It's not the grasp of their opponent that wakes Tatsuya up first, but the sound of bone scratching against floor. Tatsuya knows the sound well enough to recognize it as the fallen hands crawling their way back into Tatsuya's range. Slowly opening first one eye and then the other Tatsuya comes to realize that they've been caught in James' grasp, who now appears to hold Tatsuya firmly. Though the cold-blooded creature could be said to like warmth in general, for some reason this display of affection was more concerning than the fact that Tatsuya had not won the fight.


Slowly and carefully pulling themselves out of the embrace Tatsuya brushes themselves off before allowing those hands to crawl up their legs and to their back, reforming that bone armor signature to Tatsuya's appearance. "As expected, I need far more training to become the strongest here."


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[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Waking up


Roused by the movements of Tatsuya working her way away from him, James opened his ears slowly, blinking a bit before they focused on Tatsuya. He smiled and started laughing a bit, his voice scratchy from the strangling.


"Heheheh... That was fun. Don't take this the wrong was, but you're kind of cute when you're trying to strangle me to death... I'm kidding of course..."


James slowly got to his feet, shaking a bit from exertion. He held out his hand to shake.


"Hey, what say we go to the cafeteria? We can bug Sieghart for something nice to eat, I can answer your questions, and we can call this thing a draw."


James smiled as he said that.


"Although..." He continued, "I must admit, I wouldn't mind doing this again one of these days. I kind of like a girl who can throw a good punch."

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya Rokkuita


Location: The Arena


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Doing: Talking


Tatsuya considers that first statement for a moment, waiting until James has finished talking to respond, "I expect I'll be attempting to strangle you to death again at some point. I dislike the idea of a draw. It means I did not win. For the moment it is... sufficient. We can try again when I've had more training." Tatsuya even pauses to consider asking about why James would call them a girl, but the question slips their mind before they can vocalize it, "Food does sound... beneficial. Information even more so. I agree."

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Walking and Talking


James started walking towards the cafeteria, motioning for Tatsuya to follow. As he did so, he thought about what he knew about this girl. At least, he assumed Tatsuya was a girl. She had the long hair, and a somewhat feminine name. Then again, he'd met a could of people over the years who appeaed to be girls, but turned out to be guys. James attempted to make some light conversation as they walked though the hallways.


"You know Rokkuita, I've heard from the combat teacher that you can tell a lot about a person from how they fight. Going by that, I get the feeling that you're a very serious person, who puts a lot of effort into what they like to do. In your case, I'd guess that's fighting. Is that a reasonable guess, or am I totally wrong?"

 

[HK Fifty]

Position : City


Companions : No-One that matters


Engaging in : Most Displeased/Searching


HK-50-01 marched out the door with purpose , searching the area with all available scanners active. The Droid seemed to aimlessly wander around the City , but anyone who knew him would know he was following one of his needlessly complex search patterns. I still can't find this blasted thing.. Even with a definitely unique energy signature to look for. He also was somewhat looking for whoever it was that sent it , hoping to track it back to it's source - but his primary mission Was to kill or capture it.


Oh-One finally did think he saw it. Unfortunately , when he raised his Carbonite Projector nozzle and depressed the Firing Stud , the connector tube broke. He cursed loudly in his Default Language as Carbonite sprayed in a circle around him. Remembering the counter to this , he managed to make sure it wouldn't solidify on his own metallic body by heating himself - thus it would be too heated to solidify.


HK-50 remembered (after cursing for several minutes) that he needed to capture it in any form , and threw both his Cryoban Grenades - too late to work , as the blasted thing was long gone. He could track it , but where it went was much too small for him and he didn't see any other way to access it - and , likely , it was already hidden away. WONDERFUL! Now Over-Predor Auros has reason to be displeased with me. JUST FRIPPING WONDERFUL! Hopefully she isn't too displeased... Still cursing - one of his favored methods of dealing with Displeasure - he swiftly walked back in the direction of the Academy.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Comforting


Connor smiled then immediately remembered that he'd asked Sieghart to help him with the pizza. He pulled away, then took Why'nn's hand in his, and began walking toward the stairs to go the cafeteria. "Come on! I wanted it to be a surprise, but I don't us to be apart right now. I asked him to help me make something for you to try. I really think you'll like it." Connor's eyes were bright and he was being a little too giddy, but it had been months since he last had pizza and the prospect of having it was exciting. However, the prospect of seeing someone try it for the first time was even more exciting, especially since it was someone he loved.

 

[shadowstrikr25]

Location: Kitchen


With: Seighart (@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Talking, blissfully unaware that the kitchen is going to be raided soon


Reagan took the coffee and started drinking. "Ah... Wow, you're better than the Azorious brewers. And odd? Let me tell you about odd. Odd is finding out that the multiverse you used to roam freely has been contained in a card game. Odd is learning that you can summon a guildmaster in this game to fight for you. Odd is, despite being from the universe the game is based on, losing every single game." At that, Reagan flopped onto the table. "Why won't anyone let me summon Niv-Mizzet? He's only a 5/5 flyer for 6 that lets me draw a card every time I deal damage." Reagan righted herself and took another bite of cake. "But, y'know that's just one of my more recent existential crises. This cake is really good."

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tatsuya


Location: Hallways


With: James (@TommyGun15 )


Doing: Following


Tatsuya's expression remains stoic as they respond to the question, "Fighting isn't something I enjoy, it's something required of me. In order to remain in a position of power dragons must be strong. Not only to fight the lower creatures of the realm that would attempt to usurp or control our strength, but against other dragons as well." though Tatsuya shows no real outward features of being a dragon, they speak about it as if James should already have known what they were. Or at least that they didn't care to keep it a secret.


"Now, I would like to know what the goals of this establishment are. Taking in what I can only assume are some of the most powerful creatures in the- in.. multiple universes.. and gathering them together."

 

[StartingOver]

Location: 4th floor


Who I'm with: Alone


What I'm doing: Thinking


Violet leaned against the wall right next to Nishira's door. She folded her arms across her chest and shut her eyes. She could barge in there guns blazing and force Nishira to take action. The women wouldn't kill her unless she had to, but could Violet force her hand? Violet opened her eyes and looked down. How would grim feel if he found her dead or was told she passed away? How would Why'nn take it, hell how would Iris take it? Violet gritted her teeth. Being bound was a fate worse than death! She raised her hand to knock, but stopped still not sure what to do.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Firing Range


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Practicing and relaxing


After Violet and Why'nn left in such a hurry, after what he had thought was a nice friendly exchange of affection, left the otter feeling somewhat confused and frustrated. He could feel the anger, frustration and dissatisfaction coming from Violet, it seemed to build in him and he fed off it. He could feel himself becoming agitated, like he needed to fight something or break something. He looked to Iris and have a curt polite nod. In the three years he had been at this school Grim had learned not to go running after every explosion or track down every building tremor, but he could not fault his Vi from chasing after it, thinking it might have something to do with Why'nn. And as he thought the situation was quickly over with. The otter knew that if Violet wanted to find him, he would be training or in his dorm.


The mustelid was squeezing off the last rounds from his matched pistols when the slides locked back. He let out a deep sigh as he placed both empty weapons on the bench. He'd set the range to be a square style range, just wanting to fire off some cathartic release. As he hit the return button her watched as the pair of targets returned home, both showing similar fist sized holes in the chest as well as gold coin sized ragged holes in the nasal area of the head.


This had been his third set of targets that looked like that. The otter was feeling more cheerful with the outcome, as he started feeding more special combination bullets into the magazines. He sat there quietly feeding them into his magazines, enjoying the quiet monotony.


Location: My Chamber


Who I'm with: No one


What I'm doing: Crafting a glove


Delrick sat poised over the table focusing on the precise patterns both his fingers and hands most compete to finish imbueing the fabric with his own innate magical energy. As the warlock's fingers waved mystic patterns, the ghostly blue power flowed from him, seeping into the leather of the glove. Filling every crevice and seam with power.


His voice was hushed as he uttered arcane phrases alien to even most spellcasters.


The only light in the room beyond that of the magic was a single candle set upon a bookshelf behind him across the room.


He had been sitting that way for how long he did not know, it could have been a week, or only a few hours, because when he crafted magical items time was not a component he worried about.


With a final flourish and exclamation he sat back, the glow of the magic fading. The warlock smiled as he looked at the glove that would aid Why'nn in experiencing new textures and sensations, without being overwhelmed by them. There were other minor enchantments worked into the glove, but he would let the glove impart those to her.


As he stood he left the glove laying on the table next to its similar, but significantly longer sister. "Enlighten." As he spoke the rest of the room began to brighten to normal levels, and he moved to the coffee pot, where some of the coffee Sieghart brewed was sitting waiting for him.


After pouring a cup the man moved the wide window bench and lounged on it, picking up his book; "The Tales of Beedle Bard" and resumed reading where he had left off.

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Connor


What I'm doing: Taking a detour


"Hey, Connor? Can... can I meet you down there? I wish to go see Father momentarily... I... have not seen him all day and it is something I wish to rectify..." It was odd that they were speaking instead of communicating telepathically, but, honestly, she found it less taxing as she had a terrible day thus far. She let go of his hand. "I will not be long, I swear... but I wish to see him alone." Hopefully he would see it her way and let her go. The last thing she wanted was for him to dislike her over this.


Location: Shooting Range


Who I'm with: Grim


What I'm doing: Catching up


"So what went wrong this time?" Valian asked, leaning against the door frame. "Something to do with Violet?" He had tried his hardest to find that tiny girl Violet liked, but he hadn't seen her recently so he only hoped she'd made it back to Violet and Grim safely. "You don't blast holes like that unless there's something up." He kept his distance from his friend, but it was obvious he wanted to be supportive.

 

[StartingOver]

Location: 4th floor


Who I'm with: alone


What I'm doing: reflecting


Vi rested her hands and forehead on Nishira's door. She took a few long breaths not sure if Nishira was in the room or could hear the breathing. "I don't know why you want to see me later, but you won't have me... I won't be bound." She pushed off the door. "I refuse, I'll never play your game, I'm in love and he... He likes me just fine the fucked up way I am. I already belong to someone. So... YOU CAN't HAVE ME!" She turned on her heel and started walking towards the stair case.

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Reassuring


Connor smiled and pulled Why'nn into another hug. "That's fine. Don't take too long though. I can't wait for you to try this new food." He pulled away, gave her a smile, then kissed her gently on the lips. Of course he didn't want to let her go, but it meant he could go to the kitchen and get a head start on making the pizza. After a moment, Connor broke the kiss then let go of Why'nn. "See you soon," he said, giving her another smile, then turned and walked down the stairs.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallways


Who I'm with: Tatsuya (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Walking and talking


James looked at Tatsuya.


"Well, that's one of those things I can't really tell you. But I'll give you a hint. When you bring together... let's say an army... of highly dangerous individuals together, and being to train them to fight, what do you think is the most likely purpose they are being trained for?"


James was quiet for a moment before adding one other thing.


"Oh, and a word of advice."


James pulled up his shirt again, showing her his brand.


"Unless you want to end up like me, then don't volunteer for any extra classes. That's what I did, and this happened. And don't impress any of the teachers. You'll see two students around where who have artificial limbs. They impressed the teachers, and weren't given a choice. As long as you want to remain "in control", you need to keep your head down, and your performance mediocre. I'm guessing you don't like hearing that, but trust me, I've fought one of the weaker teachers at this school. It's only because they were feeling merciful that I didn't end up plant food. Outside of the Arena, I don't recommend trying it."


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Location: Kitchen


Who I'm with: Reagan (@shadowstrikr25 )


What I'm doing: Talking


Sieghart smiled at the compliment.


"Thank you for the compliment."


Then his expression turned thoughtful.


"You know, I suppose you could look at this one of two ways. One, this place is a nightmare that makes very little sense, and everything you thought you knew before has been thrown out the window. Or two, this place has cast aside the veil of what you thought you knew, and now you are free to discover the secrets of the universe, secrets that no one else in your world have ever discovered, giving you a chance to learn as your old peers had never learned before. I don't know about you, but I think I kind of like that second option a bit better."

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallway outside my office


Who I'm with: My newest acquisition @StartingOver


What I'm doing: Playing a game


Nishira appeared in front of Violet, a sweet smile on her face. "Not so fast, my dear..." A barrier appeared behind the lich, impassible. "Now you seem to think you have a choice in the matter... which is absolutely adorable." She laughed and approached the girl. "Shall we step into my office and discuss this?" The headmistress placed a hand on Violet's shoulder.


Location: Father's room


Who I'm with: Father


What I'm doing: Greeting


Why'nn smiled as she watched Connor go, then turned and entered her father's room. "Father? I apologize for not coming to see you as of yet today. I... was wondering if I could speak to you?" She noticed he was reading and had a cup of coffee. "Oh, I hope I have not interrupted anything..." The girl took a step back, toward the door. She'd been so weak today. It wouldn't do to interrupt her father... Maybe she should just leave.

 

[StartingOver]

Location: 4th floor


Who I'm with: Bitch...


What I'm doing. Bitch...


Violet let out a growl. "Get your hand off of me!" She wanted to lash out but something flashed in her head. She needed to be careful and not play her cards to fast. This women would gladly beat her down.


"Okay." She said nodding and letting Nishira lead her into the room.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Firing Range


Who I'm with: Valian (@folclor )


What I'm doing: Chatting


Grim glanced up when he heard his buddy speak, if it hadn't been for the combination on chemical burn smells, ventilation, and his own preoccupation, the otter would have smelt/sensed his friends presence. "Aye," Thumbing a final round into magazine. "An nay." He leaned back against the wall and looked to Valian. "I dinnae. We dinnae fight, actually had a nice cuddle." He winked at his human friend. "Wit Why'nn." The otter chuckled and threw both paws up. "But den sumt'in 'appened an den really felt like I 'ad been angry." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Or sumt'in."


Location: My Chamber


Who I'm with: My daughter


What I'm doing: Talking


Delrick smiled as Why'nn entered and set down his book. Shifting in the window bench her waved her over and patted a spot next to him. "No need to apologize little one. You are always welcome here." The monk took a sip of coffee. "Come sit and talk, you're not interrupting." He smiled warmly, he could see and sense something was bothering her, but he would let her open up.