Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Botany Room


Who I'm with: Alone, although there is this strange plant...


What I'm doing: Working and waiting


(Hi @HanaJuni. I'm glad you're back. James will be waiting in the Botany room to discuss what she wanted him to try doing, and he'll probably at least try to get started.)


As he walked out of Nishira's office, James remembered that Acantha had asked him to try doing something. Between the news that Imalia was dying, the plan to steal the Sword of the Rivan King, and the deal he'd made with Nishira, James felt like he needed something else he could do to take his mind off of it all. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the scroll containing the information. If that damnable nurse hadn't drugged him for half the day, he'd probably already have gotten started. As it was, there was no better place to do botany than the botany room.


Opening the door, James walked into the room and began to gather the items listed in the scroll. Soon he had everything the paper said he needed laid out on the table in front of him. He looked to the instructions provided, seeing what exactly Acantha wanted him to do.


(Could I get a transcript of the paper? If it's something you don't want the other players to know, you can PM me.)

 

[KalenNighteyes]

Location: Kitchen (Connor, Talia)


Who I'm With: Sieghart, A girl, Reagan (Connor), Father, Sieghart, a girl (Talia)


What I'm Doing: Making Pizza (Connor, Talia)


Connor began working on the tomatoes, glancing over at this new girl every so often. He was curious as to where she came from and what she was doing here. The fact that he couldn't read her mind to find out this information was slightly annoying to him, but he would deal with it. As Connor was working on the tomatoes, the voice of Victor spoke to him.


'Interesting girl. You keep eyeing her like that, someone might think you have the hots for her,' Victor said with an amused laugh.


Connor sighed, still working. 'Shut up. You know, I kind of wish you'd stayed buried. You tend to talk at the weirdest times.'





However, Victor's laugh continued. It was so easy to get a rise out of Connor. 'Oh, but think of the power you'll have one day. So much to look forward to.'





Talia walked over to the knives and pulled one out from the block. She touched the sharp part of the blade with her thumb, lightly brushing it across it. It seemed like it was well taken care of and quite sharp. As she moved back over to the counter, she grabbed an onion and set to work mincing it. She noticed Connor looking at her and wished to open her own mind so she could read his thoughts, but that would likely expose her own thoughts to him. She hadn't yet mastered the ability to keep her own mind closed and peek into another's mind. As she continued chopping and mincing, she looked to her father. "I can not help but notice that you seem to be watching me. Is there something you wish to ask me?"





Connor was pulled from his conversation with Victor as the girl spoke him. At first he wasn't sure what to say, but then a question did come to his mind. "Uh...Sorry. I didn't mean to stare. I was just wondering what your name was."





She gave her father a small, but genuine smile. "My name is Talia."

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: The droid (@HK 50 09) and the beast


What I'm doing: Enjoying the view


Nishira smiled, leaning back in her chair as she watched the droid disappear down the mouth of the creature. Of course, there would be a mess... but she already had another rancor set up for Reagan's devotion. The thought made the headmistress's smile grow. Oh, terror was a wonderful thing. The girl's would be so delicious. Hopefully it took her a bit to escape.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Kaiserin


Who I'm with: Alone, although Acantha (@HanaJuni ) probably knows I'm in here


What I'm doing: Following instructions


James walked into the Kaiserin, walking carefully so as not to startle anyone or anything. After looking around for a bit, he found the part of the lab eh'd been told to go to, and walked over. On the nearby table he set down a small metal cage containing a large brown rat, which he'd named Vince. James didn't particularly like rats, but it was the best he could do on short notice without leaving the school. While on his mission, he might see if he couldn't pick up a few wolves. He liked wolves.


Once he'd set Vince down and made sure he had food and water, James walked over to the table indicated area, which was filled with plants.


"Alright... attune myself with the plants... Let's do this."


James walked over to a nearby purple plant whose name he had a hard time remembering. It was... aconite! That was it. Also known as monk's hood, and wolves bane. It was toxic. Right... James couldn't help but feel like a fool. But, he trusted Acantha's judgement, so he would give this a try. And after the fight they'd had, he was inclined to believe she knew what she was talking about.


"Um... Hi? I'm James. Would you like some water?"

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Kaiserin, Outside Nishira's Office ( @TommyGun15 , @folclor )


Who: Zeni/Arlight, Acantha // "Soi"


What: Feeling mischievous


---


Zeni came over, and gazed at the claimed rat, glaring a bit at it before baring their teeth, causing the mouse to squeak and faint.


"I see that's not exactly what you want, I have no problem getting you an animal you truly desire, and can love with all your being. James, what animal do you really want?" Zeni said in Acantha's no nonsense tone, coming near to him and landing on his shoulder for the first time, as to show their now proximity in relationship.


Arlight sighed, and said gently "Please do watch what Gunter, that plant, will do to you darling, you're only agitating him, and only listens to Acanrha around here. You definitely won't work well with him."


-----/-----


Acantha opened the door, and came in, smiling and feeling invigorated by her new body, spinning around in her smaller skirt and saying "Hello Nishira~" in a sing-songy voice.

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: The droid (@HK 50 09), the beast, and a- OH MY GOD! (@HanaJuni)


What I'm doing: ...


Nishira's enjoyment of the ongoing devotion was interrupted by a new student. Why hadn't she felt a new soul enter? Her eyes narrowed as she inspected the girl. This girl was bound. This girl was...


"Acantha?"


This was new. Very new. Not that she'd complain... this new form was alluring. She'd never gone for girls that young but, this was Acantha, not a student. The headmistress stood, her attention now completely off of the rancor and the droid as she approached her botany teacher.


"Acantha."


Nishira paced around the woman who looked more like a girl, absentmindedly flicking her wrist to shut the door to her office. Once she'd gotten a full view of the teacher, she stopped in front of her and trailed a finger along Acantha's jaw-line, tipping her chin up. The lich leaned down and kissed the teacher passionately. Though she didn't need breath, she figured her teacher might and she broke the kiss after a couple minutes.


"This is new. I like it."

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Kaiserin


Who I'm with: Zeni, Arlight (@HanaJuni )


What I'm doing: Thinking out loud/getting an idea


(Oh my god! Nishira CAN feel emotions without being slimed! ;P)


James stepped away from the plant, a small frown on his face. He turned his head slightly towards Arlight, a bit nervous at the creature's proximity. Yes it was kind of cute, but he's seen it rip apart a bat made of fire. Nevertheless, he slowly raised his hand to try and scratch the creature's ear, prepared to pull back at the slightest sign that Arlight was irritated.


"Yeah... I guess Wolf's Bane was kind of a bad choice... Hmm... Are there any plants you'd recommend?"


James then took a little time to consider Zeni, or technically Acantha's, offer. What sort of animal would he like. Only one thing came to mind.


"I'd like to ask for a wolf, but wolves are... hard to train. And hard to feed. I think I'd rather have a snowy owl. They're a bit easier to handle, and they reach maturity faster so they're a bit more practical for... you know."


(And a snowy owl would probably annoy the sh!t out of Nishira.)

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Nishi's Office


Who: Acantha/Soi


What: Feeling spoiled and loving it


She felt Nishira come up to her smaller form, trace her jaw before diving in for a passionate kiss. Feeling aroused, Acantha lifted her leg slightly and pressed it against Nishira's thigh, and after breaking the kiss and hearing approval, purred into Nishira's neck, snuggling into it and wrapping her arms around her waist while whispering all sorts of sweet things, studded with small pelts of tinkling laughter Inbetween.


Who: Zenlight (their pair name)


Where: Kaiserin


What: Getting an owl and reccomending Dragoneye Roses and Firemoss


Arlight purred at the ear scratching, and Zeni chirped out "Okay, I'll set up the summoning straightaway!" As the landed on a table, stood up with two legs, and started to scratch out a specific summoning circle, hissing occasionally.


Arlight said in response to him "Ah yes. Madame perhaps wanted you to look at the plants which are more acquainted to fire and extreme heat? They've got the attitude and heart you're looking for."

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: The droid (@HK 50 09), Acantha (@HanaJuni), and the beast


What I'm doing: Enjoying myself


Nishira purred. "Not now, my dear. I'm in the middle of a devotion. But if you'd like to stay and watch..." Not that the lich could keep her hands off Acantha. "Come, sit in my lap and we'll watch together." Nishira led the teacher over to the desk, sitting down in her chair and pulling Acantha into her lap. As they sat and watched, her hands traveled the woman's body. "So tell me, dear... What in the world led you to this form?" The headmistress took to kissing - and lightly biting - Acantha's neck, though her eyes were on the rancor.

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Nishira's Office


Who: Nishi~


What: enjoying myself as well~ man I love being a teen!


Savouring the nips and kisses on her neck and the traveling hands, she pressed herself into the lich's form before saying "I...got a promotion my darling! I'm officially a Valykrie now~ I get a new form, new powers, and lots more energy! All of course to help you out darling~"


She turned her body, so her smaller chest pressed against Nishira's much more well endowed one, and she whispered "Please keep doing this while you're doing the devotion, it feels so good Nishira...I..." She felt Nishira's hands go past her skirt, and gasped at the lich's cold touch to the now much more sensitive skin.

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: The droid (@HK 50 09), Acantha (@HanaJuni), and a rancor


What I'm doing: Enjoying myself


"Aca, we're not doing this right now." The lich held the teacher tightly to her, but stopped roaming Acantha's body. "Though I'm going to find a way to free you from that Lucifer. I don't like anyone else owning any part of you." Her possessiveness was well known through the entire school, though not even Manara felt it on this level before. "Let me finish this devotion and deal with whoever is at my door... then we can have our fun."

 

[HK Fifty]

Position : Belly of the Beast/Over-Predor's Offices


Companions : Over-Predor Auros (@folclor) , ..There was a Jedi Master that was a plant person too? (@HanaJuni)


Engaging in : Completing my Acsendancy


HK-50-01 felt himself being pulled through the beast's international tract. For whatever reason it didn't bite - which was altogether good , of course , as he didn't want his lower half crushed before he made his dismount. It was also satisfactory that the beast didn't try to spit him out for being made of metal instead of flesh , as well. Can't complete the Acsendancy ritual if the fripping thing doesn't swallow me , after all..


Once he was in it's digestive chamber , the first thing me did was activate his infra-reds. It was blindingly red in here , but at least he could see whatever it had last ate - and make sure he was facing the right direction. The back of a Rancor was heavily armored , which would be difficult to claw his way out of. HK-50 couldn't hear or see anything that happened outside the Belly of the Beast , since X-Ray modes of Vision weren't available but for the most enourmous of equipment - much larger than his head could contain.


HK-50-01 , Greatest of All The Predors of the Rakata , began frantically clawing his way out - with merely his hands , as instructed. It took quite some time , being that he had to grip and pull away a large enough space for his large frame to fit in through. This better not be dissolving me. That's take far too long to repair adequately , and I'd enjoy being there at my Under-Predor's Acsendancy...


When he finally did come through - punching his first out before taking that leverage to rip a meter gap in the outside of the Rancor , jumping out and rolling to a stop- he roared out his approval in his Rakatan Default Language. "<Exclamation : MY ACSENDANCY IS FINISHED! I AM


NOW READY TO TAKE MY RIGHTFUL PREDORSHIP , AND THE HEADS OF MY ENEMIES SHALL BE MINE ALONE!>"





Covered in blood , gastric juices and not a little bit of the flesh of the Rancor , he looked to the Over-Predor and was somewhat shocked - HK-50-01 wasn't immune to subtle clues , after all. She's.. Sexually active? And who in the blast is that? I suppose she could just be embracing her.. But body language suggests arousal. His eyes turned a Yellow rimmed Cyan , shock and awe mixed with general skittishness.


For a moment he didn't speak at all , but quickly kneeled as he met the Over-Predor's Gaze. "Aplogetics/Informational/Query : I aplogize for spreading gore around your chambers , Over-Predor , and for not kneeling more quickly than I did. The sort of.. Interaction.. I assume you're undergoing with this Plant-Woman here is.. Rare in my Galaxy. Please don't take that as a slight - I have seen Malak himself have his way with Slaves before - just not other males. Moving on , I have completed your task , Over-Predor Auros. Is there anything else I must do before I exit?"

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Nishira's Office


Who: Nishira, all those others


What: Subjecting myself


"Fineeeeeee" she drew out in a teenage drawl, and let herself go limp against Nishira, allowing herself to be pealed off the headmisstress, and feeling a tad bit bothered by her mistresses duties, and sat on her desk, crossing her legs, and thanked her for promising to get her out of her little bind with Luci.

 

[TommyGun15]

Location: The Kaiserin


Who I'm with: Zenlight (@HanaJuni )


What I'm doing: Thanking them


James nodded at the advice, continuing the scratch Arlight's ears. He watched the ritual being performed for a moment.


"Thanks. Oh, and you guys can feel free to eat Vince. I honestly kind of hate rats. You know, if you want I could probably catch you a few more. Although Acantha might not like it if I feed you guys too much."


James approached a bright red plant... which he was pretty sure was called a fire fern, despite not actually being a fern. He stared at the plant awkwardly for a moment before looking to Arlight again.


"Um... should I say anything? I'll admit, everything I know about nature says that what I'm doing is impossible, so I'm operating mostly on faith here. I mean, I've seen what Acantha can do, so I know there is something to this. I just feel like I have no idea what I'm doing right now..."

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Doctor Frank Estello


Location: Hallway outside Nishira's door


With: Shard ( @Mad Prince of Sanity )


Doing: Expecting an invitation


Mood: Probably just woke up


Steady footsteps echoed through the hall as a sharply dressed man pressed forward through any opposition. He held a golden pocket watch in one hand and a briefcase in the other, and he didn't bother to look up or check where he was going for most of the trip.


It wasn't until he found himself just inches from shard that the man stopped so suddenly that one might think he hit an invisible wall. Standing straight and firm in front of this stranger, Frank turned his head briefly toward the closed door, then to Shard again, then back to the watch before giving a prompt nod. With that he put the watch in his pocket, reached up to smooth out his hair, and then pulled out a pen and piece of paper from his briefcase, "I see, you must be here.." he paused while scribbling something, attempting to lock eyes with Shard, "because you tracked me down for my autograph!" suddenly the paper is thrust forward to Shard, a stylized 'Doctor Frank Estello' written on it in a swirly font. "I understand, you need not thank me. It is the duty of one such as I to be burdened with loyal fans of my work. But I cannot speak with you at length now, I'm quite late and I'm certain the Headmistress wishes to speak to me at once. In fact, at this very moment she's likely waiting for me at her desk with a bright, forgiving smile. After all, I'm only late by... several.. days? Weeks? Wait, did classes start more or less than a month ago? Oh, I seem to have lost more time than I expected. Oh well!" he chuckles quietly and reaches for the door handle, giving it an attempted wiggle without waiting to see how Shard reacts, but likely finds it locked and unmoving. In which case there would be a loud thud as the good doctor runs head first into it.

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: The droid (@HK 50 09), Acantha (@HanaJuni), and a dead rancor


What I'm doing: Dismissing


"I don't mind blood and gore, droid. It's much better than its normal state. In fact, I like it. Now that you've passed your test you're free to go. I'll deal with your apprentice later." Nishira grinned at Acantha.


"Aca, dear, go wait in my bedroom. I have a couple more people I must process before I can enjoy you."

 

[Mad Prince of Sanity]

Shard


Location: Outside a room with two of humanity's three favorite things going on inside it. Then inside it.


With: (Frank Estello) @Pinkalyn (Nishira) @folclor (HK 50 01) @HK 50 09 (Acantha) @HanaJuni


Action: Studying, Acting, Contemplating.

During his brief moments waiting, Shard had taken to removing objects from his portals he had collected over the multiverse in order to decorate the hallway in much the way one would decorate a rustic 1800's study. Sitting in a large, comfortable chair as he hummed a tune to himself. His eyes snapped open when he received a greeting from a girl, tilting his head at her attire before noting her step into the office and grinning widely "Ah-ha! So we are allowed to come and go as we please. Hmm, for a school this place is utterly lackadaisical." in the following minutes, Shard took to putting all the things he had taken out, back into his pocket dimensions, and straightening his attire. Only for a man to interrupt him and hand him a card, rambling on about being famous and his autograph being demanded, and attempting to enter the door...


Shard acknowledged the man in the meantime with the most basic recognition possible, before teleporting into the room just on the other side of the door. A spell being left in his wake that would leave the good doctor buried in a pile of melted cheese. Then taking time to blink at the gathered ensemble in the room before bobbing his head side-to-side, eyes flicking to the girl who had greeted him outside, to the bowel-covered droid, to the lady who looked like she bathed in flour to color her skin. Judging that it was most likely this woman, her flour-bathing tendencies aside, that was in charge, he flourished a bow as he removed his hat and held it to his chest by it's brim. "Greetings Plane-Maker Auros!"


Straightening his bow and even giving a little hop as he held up his hat, Shard flashed the Lich a slight grin and reached inside the hat. "First of all, allow me to say congratulations on creating your own plane....." A series of loud squawks and bobbles would herald the arrival of a chicken that would suddenly fly out of the hat and scamper across the floor, wings flapping excitedly. "Now obviously as one entering the greater universe above continental or even planetary threats and concerns..."Shard turned his hat so the opening faced downwards and tapped the top of it with his cane, face contorting in consternation at not being able to find it. Only for a trumpet to fall to the floor with a loud CLANG. "....You... will.... be....." Cutting off to hum in thought, Shard's face suddenly lit up as he pointed the tip of his cane into the air between himself, Nishira, Acantha and the droid, only for the end to open and explode in a shower of confetti and that loud, air-horn sound that usually accompanies such things. The shower of confetti so thick it would obstruct eyesight for a moment before, once the air cleared, Shard held a small card out to the Lich with his cane resting on the floor. His words continuing along with his now-returned bright smile "Given the opportunity to have your students instructed on the dangers posed by the Chaos that touches all corners of the multiverse." Motioning in a circular motion with his free hand he would continue "Chaos. Warp. Fade. Abyss. Void. Place that bends the laws of the universe it touches into obscurity."


Glancing around at the three once more, Shard would snap a pocket dimension into existence before continuing "Now.... the Aspect has fashioned gifts for all possible souls or sentients I may encounter here sooo...." Shard pulled a potted plant out of the portal and tossed it to Acantha, the plant then began to wobble back and forth before appearing to outright dance before her. He then removed an Aratech Sniper Rifle with a tri-light scope and tossed it to the droid. He then turned back to Nishira and tapped his cane against the floor as he held it before him with both hands overlapped on the handle "Now then Pane-Maker Auros, what do you say?"

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Doctor Frank Estello


Location: Hallway outside Nishira's door


With: Cold Hard Reality


Doing: Choking on a reality check


Mood: Confused


Shard had suddenly stepped away from Frank without so much as a word, the signed piece of paper fluttering through the air a bit before hitting the ground in dramatic fashion. Frank's brow knit as he looked around, trying to ascertain just what had happened, but overall it seemed to be simply that his 'fan' had ignored him and continued on ahead. Frank's jaw remained open for a moment before he composed himself with a huff, folding his arms over his chest. Just as he was about to comment on the rudeness of his own fan, he finds himself beneath a mound of cheese, and not even solid cheese!


A new outfit thoroughly ruined by melted, and in Frank's opinion rather disgusting, milk byproduct. Needless to say Frank found himself in a very sour mood, after digging his way out of the fluid. "How... how.. absolutely uncalled for! Grrrrrr... no- no no- I don't have time to swear revenge. Surely the offender ran away so as not to be caught in my wrath, and I simply don't have time to chase after." he turned back to the door, attempting to open it again. If it wasn't unlocked by this time, he'd be in danger of snapping the door's handle in his anger.

 

[HK Fifty]

Position : Over-Predor's Office


Companions : Over-Predor Auros (@folclor) , 'Aca' (@HanaJuni) , ..Somebody who is trying to be a Human Star Forge (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


Engaging in : taking my first actions as Predor!


HK-50-01 ignored the strange female's pouting , waiting for the Over-Predor to respond. He was very happy of the fact that the Over-Predor enjoyed the Gore he had created - because she was going to have plenty of it , should she choose to use him in his designed purpose. It was also good he hadn't displeased her , of course - displeasure brought pain, usually. At the words of subtle dismissal - 'free to leave' usually meant 'get out of here , I just don't want to tell that to you in those terms' - he began retirieving his weapons , slightly wincing as she ordered this 'Aca' to chambers. This 'Aca'.. Could she be..? No , no. That plant teacher doesn't regenerate , I don't think..


HK-50-01 shot back up when he noticed a third being enter the room, adressing the Over-Predor. What he said both did and didn't make sense to the Droid's cold logic. His weapons were in his arms as he merely stood impassively. It is true that Over-Predor Auros made this plane of existence. But how is he producing all these items and creatures?!? To the droid , it seemed like this strange being was a walking , Organic Star Forge. This distracted from most of the Being's words , only hearing key parts. The only form of chaos HK-50 knew of was the place Sith Lords went to die.


Oh-One sighed quietly as some form of shredded paper added itself to the gore adorning his frame. This 'aspect' could be the source of his powers , perhaps.. Why it would fashion gifts for all the sentients - Apt word choice , Organic Star Forge - was something of a mystery to him. His eyes took on the shocked color as the Star Forge being tossed him an Aratech Sniper rifle - attached with a Tri-Light scope. While Oh-One would've preferred a Baragwin Assault Blade - Sniper rifles were more of HK-47 and the other HK-50 unit's favored weapons - but he still nodded as he reached out a hand and took it.


Not waiting for the Over-Predor , he walked towards the door as he spoke , pushing it open as the conclusion of his statement. "Request/Gratitude : Understood , Over-Predor. I shall serve you well , I can assure you. Ah.. Organic Star Forge. Next time , try asking this Aspect for a Baragwin Assault blade - Sniper Rifles were closer to what HK-47 and the other eight enjoyed. I'd rather be covered in my enemies blood - which I am now , actually - than see them drop from afar. Regardless , thank you for this gift. I'll be leaving now , Over-Predor. Fetch me when my Under-Predor's Acsendancy is ready."

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: Aca (@HanaJuni) and an aspect of chaos (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I'm doing: Twitch...


Nishira glared at the Aspect of Chaos that entered. She didn't like chaotic forces. She wanted them dead. All of them. Cyric, Kezef, Sheogorath, and many others besides. And now this one. This one would die, too. Not that she preferred order, no, she simply had no need for unadulterated chaos. But something of a smile spread across her face.


"Aspect. I don't give you permission to enter like that and if you do so again expect to find yourself introduced to a being of supreme order that even you cannot bestow madness upon. Now. My students do need to know of the chaos of the multiverse. You can, indeed, have a place here... if I can bind you to my will."

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Nishi's Office


Who: Nishi, some magician dude


What: a plant? For me? How sweet!


Acantha smiled at the man when he handed her the plant, but than promptly had a small look of fear when the plant began to dance. She set it on Nishi's desk quickly, hugged her from the side, as a child would their parent, and gave her a quick peck on the cheek before scrambling to Nishira's chambers, and promptly deciding to take a small nap while she waited for Nishi to return.

 

[Mad Prince of Sanity]

Location: The Office... NO not that Office Steve Carrell!


Who: (Nishira) @folclor


Action: Clarifying

Shard hummed at the droid before removing a small notebook from his coat and making a quick note. Blinking at Nishira after the other girl left, Shard blinked... before laughing and shaking his head, wagging a finger as he twirled his cane "Ooohh no no no no Miss Auros you misunderstand! I am no thing of Chaos! Madness yes, but Chaos and Madness differ like opposite sides of a coin." He let his head hang to the side before narrowing his expression in true curiosity "Truly, for one who prizes their intelligence so much, it makes no sense for me, were I a thing of Chaos, to come and train you in my demise. In such a way even that even Chaos does not do such, nor would the Aspect or I." Shard pressed a palm to his chest and straightened his neck as he laughed wildly "Oh me Oh my, tensions run high! So much to teach, Mmmm.. something something... preach... Anywho! I am not the aspect! Yet I am. In the same way your pinky finger is you, but is not. I am but a mere small fragment, and altogether semi-separate entity." Shard gave a snort at the mention of Order "Oh yes, yes yes yes you COULD indeed do so. In fact! The introduction of a large enough source of Order here would change the entire plane to accommodate it, thereby fortifying it to the point the Aspect desired and completing what my intended mission was. Unfortunately, that would also mean ORDER would rule the plane in truth. Now in due fact, Order and Lichs... or Necromancy in general, are as near anathema as it is to myself. After all, Necromancy skews the natural order of things. You'd be no more spared than I."


Shard then stared at the mention of binding himself to her, silence reigning for a moment or two before he removed his hat and dumped out a rolling scroll before him, looking it over and then with a small shake, made it retract back into his hat and put the hat back on. "Well I am inclined to inform you, that I may do such, however I cannot be forced to do anything against my being. I am somewhat sure you can deduce what that may entail. Also! While the Aspect has moved on for now, when my time to return comes, this contract we make will be as paper to a pit of whirling blades, or my left sock to the cookie monster! " Shard grinned madly, before tapping his cane on the floor and pure magical energy, like that that comprised the plane itself, flowed up and out into the air before Nishira and formed into a contract with an attached quill.


The contract reads "In this extended courtesy, the Shard presented to the Plane-Maker Nishira Auros shall be filling the role of TEACHER at her Academy for Rejected Souls. The Shard, with this contract's signing, shall acknowledge the command of INSERT PLANE-MAKER NAME HERE and do all within it's power to fulfill presented duties. However, the Shard shall not pursue tasks counter to it's being, and shall return to the Aspect when latter decides, free of it's bindings here. Should this contract be accepted and signed below, the Plane-Maker Nishira Auros shall become keeper of this Shard and shall inherit third-tier control of the Shard. Third-tier commands include but are not limited to: Espionage, Assassination of those with fourth-tier or lower command of this Shard, Children's Party catering, Personal Well-Being assurance and healing upon request, travel between planes, sharing of third-tier or lower knowledge accessible to the Shard, Personal Defense against forces intent on harming the Shard's Keeper of equal or lower tiers of control. Should the Keeper have a question as to the services provided by the Shard, they have but to ask."


X__________________


Shard, as Nishira read over the contract.... or not, stowed his cane away within his hat and crossed his arms behind his back, grin wide and awaiting what the Lich had to say. Despite her frigid demeanor, pun intended, she was interesting in the way that a nut yet to be cracked and have it's inside spilled out is.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Kaiserin


Who I'm with: Zenlight (@HanaJuni )


What I'm doing: Waiting


James, not really sure what to do, he'd given the fire fern some water, along with some fresh fertilizer. Right now he was just sort of staring at it, talking to it and hoping he wasn't messing up again.


"You know, I don't know why people call you a fern. You're not. It's not fair that people should misjudge you like that. Your a perfectly good wood sorrel, whose leaves turn to follow the sunlight. You're a smart plant, and that's why it's such a shame that dumb people can't see you for what you are..."


James wasn't really sure where he'd been going with this, but talking was a good way to pass the time as he waited for Acantha to return.

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Nishira's Chambers


Who: James, Zenlight


What: instructing the boy


Acantha reached out to Zeni, and soon she began to talk to James directly, stating a "darling...you can't do that just yet. The plant needs to establish a relationship with you first. And you haven't gotten that ability yet. But fear not! I know how you can gain such a skill!" Her voice coming jovially from the black cat's mouth.


Arlight said with their more poised voice " Madame, we have already prepared his plot, all you need do is give us the word." They were extremely calm about this ordeal.


"James, dear, I need you to play dead for a while, for the earth only connects with those who give her their body even if momentarily. In the red tape district, I have set up a garden, with open plots. What you must do is plant the plants you choose in those plots, then bury yourself as well. Expect this process to take a few hours. Also, please, don't die or sleep. You'll botch the whole thing, and on top, the plants will think you're weak. You'll hear the plants When they think you're worthy enough, and the last one to speak will be the one you should have at the top of your staff."

 

[folclor]

Location: My office


Who I'm with: A Shard (@Mad Prince of Sanity)


What I'm doing: Discussing


Nishira quirked an eyebrow. "Hmm..." A smile emerged across her face as she read the given contract. "Ah, I misjudged you. Of course. Madness. And not the kind Cyric the Mad posits... I will sign this contract... once you correct its spelling." The lich pushed the contract back to him. "Every bit of spelling and grammar needs to be correct. But I'll sign it after that."


He was an interesting fellow, the sort that might belong in the Library. The owl might hate the Shard but... that would give Nishira so much more enjoyment. The lich's smile turned into a grin. "I might have a wonderful place to send you."


(By the way, I apologize for my lackluster posts tonight. External pressure is getting to me.)