Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Nishi's Chambers


Who: Nishira


What: Still being emotional


"I don't know!! Nishira how do I know you're not going to dump me soon for someone better than me?!" Acantha sobbed again into her shoulders, her green tinted fingers growing tighter around the lich's arms, and her breath hiccuping a little bit before she managed to settle down a little bit. She calmed her breathing before saying "I-I...I am so sorry...I don't know what's come over me...Nishira, do you really love me? Are you sure? Because it's okay if you don't, I just want to know..." She then snuggled closer, and put her head against the lich's chest, desperate to hear a heartbeat, but then remembered her undead status.


She tugged at the lich's silky dress, and she guided the lich's hands to her back, pulling the two of them into a closer embrace.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Some crazy girl (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Following her


James hadn't expected her to freak out at his question. Keeping his shield up, he chased after her. From what he'd seen, if he didn't keep his eye on her she was liable to hurt someone. So he pursued her, and when he finally caught up to her, he stopped and tried to calm her down.


"Whoa, hey. Just calm down. I'm sorry, I suppose that was insensitive of me to ask. Look, why don't we try this again."


James slowly dropped the barrier and held out his hand, offering to shake. In truth, he had his mind tense, ready to raise another barrier if she tried anything funny.


"Hi. I'm James Belgarion."

 

[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Locationutside of the Head Mistresses office


With:Kiya the wolf


What:Falling asleep


*Richard starts to fall asleep* "Master..." *Richard opens his eyes, and decides to let her call him that, since she won't stop* "Hmm?" *Richard mumbles* "I saw some rooms with keys sticking out of their key holes, could those be dorms?" *Richard looks at her* "...You're kidding me right?" *Kiya shakes her head* "Follow me." *She stands up and walks down the first flight of stairs* "Hmm... There!" *She said and went to a room a few feet from the staircase with a key in the door* "I don't smell anything, or anyone inside here. But be cautious Master." *Kiya said and Richard balled his hand and opened it with the other* "Empty... And there's a bed!" *Richard tosses his bag next to it and laid down on it*


*Kiya simply just laid on his bag and closed her eyes. Richard begins to sing silently to sleep* "I spoke to God today, and he said he's ashamed, 'what have I become? What have I done?'. I spoke to the devil today, and he swears he's not to blame, and I understood. 'Cause I felt the same..." *Falls asleep*

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Tetsuko


Location: Hallway


With: James ( @TommyGun15 )


Doing: Probably something regrettable


Mood: Unstable, unhappy, un-cool-bro


Being followed while she was already stressed out was not helping the situation for the already unbalanced girl. Hitting a dead-end hallway she stops and turns so suddenly that her butt touches the wall before she stops skidding. Her butt only touches the wall, of course, because she's drawn her weapon mid twist and aimed it directly at James' outstretched hand. This time it doesn't rev up. This time the noise is something like a growl. A grinding of metal and flashes of silvery teeth lining the inside of the cannon's wide muzzle, which have begun to move as if alive and sentient. In fact, it looks like it could take James' hand off if that came too close.


"I am a weapon. Weapon weapon weapon. I told you! Why do you push? I'm hungry and I want to eat and murder you but I can't eat because I'm lost and this isn't where I was! I- I don't know. I want to kill. I want to kill. Weapons kill!" one foot presses to the wall behind her, and she's suddenly ready to launch right at James when...


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Character: Frank


Location: Hallway


With: James and Tetsuko


Doing: What a Teach does


Mood: Passive


The first sign that anything's changed about the situation is a hand. Not just any hand, however. This is a hand that sticks out from the wall behind Tetsuko. From a dead end that shouldn't have someone on the other side of it. This hand has firmly wrapped itself around Tetsuko's neck, preventing that leaping start of an attack from ever getting any momentum. Suddenly there's a crashing noise echoing through the area as the hand contracts and slams Tetsuko head first into the wall, while pulling Frank through from the 'other side'. Frank lands gracefully just out of Tetsuko's reach, dusting himself off so that his attire doesn't look wrinkled or improper. He's retired his lab coat to the lab, of course, since it's hardly suitable for wandering the hallways.


"Excuse me, I was testing whether or not my rune led properly to the bathroom. It seems I was lucky to wander by, though. This would have been a terrible mess to clean up." it's likely uncertain how or when, but despite the fact that Frank isn't touching Tetsuko anymore she seems bound in place, and increasingly so. Like a fly in a spider's web, every movement she makes ties her more tightly to the wall without any visible trace of why. "You would be..... hnn.. not on the list. I see. Apologies, I've only just arrived and I don't seem to have all of my records in order. Could I have both of your names please?"

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Hallway


Who I'm with: A crazy girl, a new teacher (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Umm... what?


When Frank looked at James, there was already a barrier thick enough to stop an airstrike around him. When the teacher intervened, he didn't drop the barrier. So far in this school teachers had hypnotized him, drugged him, and buried him alive, and he wasn't going to have something like that happen again. Okay, so the hypnosis was part of a lesson he'd volunteered for, and he'd buried himself alive on a teacher's orders, but that didn't change the fact that the teachers in this school were unpredictable and sadistic.


"I'm James Belgarion... Um, thanks for the help. I'm afraid I don't know who she is, but to be perfectly honest I think it might be safest to separate her from that gun. She seems to think it's talking to her, and telling her to kill people."


James had to admit, he felt a bit sorry for the girl struggling against the wall. From the look of things, she'd really been put through the ringer.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: 'Webweaver' Estello


Location: Hallway


With: James ( @TommyGun15 ) and the nutcase


Doing: Investigation


Mood: Calm and Collected


Frank promptly spins on heel to face Tetsuko, "Belgarion... Belgarion... Ah, yes, I've had some medical records pertaining to you. Then, the question now is.. who is this? A girl with a cannon that talks to her wandering the academy." Tetsuko was still too busy struggling to acknowledge the conversation in front of her, "As you say, probably best to take the rather large weapon from the rather aggressive girl."


Tetsuko was practically unmoving now. Her eyes and mouth were shut. Her muscles twitched but didn't give more than an inch in any direction. Frank reached a hand out to touch the barrel of the strange gun Tetsuko carried, finding it warm beneath his flesh. A subtle flick of his wrist, and rather than taking the gun he's taken a sample from its surface. The gleam of a blade just barely glinting in the dim light. "I see." he remarks, noting the variation in her twitching caused by that scratch. He uses his other hand to draw a tube, dropping the knife in carefully before repeating the process on the girl's actual skin, taking no heed of the audience behind him.


"Interesting and curious. James, was it? As it's no longer advisable to remove this weapon from this lady's care, I'm instead going to be taking her to detention temporarily. Thank you for your assistance in the matter, and please don't be late if you're ever assigned to my class. Ah, but I've yet to introduce myself. Frank Estello, Chief of Medicine and teacher of Medical Theory and Application. In case that's difficult for you to remember, worry not young student..." in dramatic fashion Frank throws one hand out sideways, a piece of paper now fluttering between two fingers, "I've signed for you my autograph, so that you may both remember and treasure the name. Not everyone gets the chance to say they've met the famous Doctor Estello, after all." he doesn't look back, instead tilting his head with equal theatrical flair, wrist of his free hand to his forehead, "Ah, to be an inspiration to the young, I truly am a great man, aren't I?"

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: The Hallway


Who I'm with: Professor Estello, A crazy girl (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Backing away slowly


(Quick note, James comes from a world about as advanced as Game of Thrones, so he's got no idea what a doctor is.)


When James heard the teacher was in charge of medicine, he began to back away slowly, the barrier tripling in strength. The paper disintegrated when it touched the barrier.


"Right... Listen Professor Estello, I've honestly never heard of you, and I'm not really sure what a doctor is, but I'm sure you're a nice guy, and a good teacher. But the thing is, the last Medical teacher kind drugged me and used me to test all these freaky chemi-whatsits. I think she was trying to figure out why I'm semi-immortal. So, I'm sure you're great at being an herbalist, or a Maester, or whatever it is a doctor is supposed to be. But I'm going to keep my distance."


Another question then popped into James's mind.


"Um... also if you don't mind me asking, what's an autograph? Is that like parchment that writes word all on it's own. That'd actually be amazing... I'll have to bring the idea up to Mistress Imalia..."

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Valian (@folclor ) & Violet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Holding Violet and introducing my brother


The otter felt her relax into him, his arms wrapped around her tighter. Showing his support, both physically and emotionally. He knew he loved her and hearing she wasn't going to be bound took a weight off his shoulders he didn't know was there. "Dat's great! Jus' us, ne'er chang' darlin'." His smile was warm and happy when he looked to Valian. "Lass, ye r'ember Valian, from afore wit lil Why'nn." Gently stroking her hair, nodding to his brother to be his friendly normal self, hoping they could get off to a better second start.


Location: My Chamber


Who I'm with: My Daughter


What I'm doing: Agreeing to train


Delrick listened and nodding his head, understanding her relationship situation. While he never married or had a family as his other companions had, the warlock had had several dalliances. Some spanning the centuries, on and off again courtships with elves and other long lived races. "Some relationships can be that way, especially if they begin quickly and burn with passion. But as that fire continues, it may try and keep the same level of intensity, only to suffocate it's spark, instead of letting the embers fill the area with warmth and burn through the long night." He opened his door and let Why'nn exit first, when she was in the hallway he spoke a single word the infernal language of devil's and demons. "Nox." This would dim the lights and set his barriers and precautions against uninvited guests. "To the arena?" He asked with a small smile on his face, his two ever present items; coffee cup and his staff. The light blue staff was floating just behind him, as if it were waiting to follow him. Like am excited, but obedient pet waiting on its master.

 

[folclor]

Location: My bedroom


Who I'm with: Aca (@HanaJuni)


What I'm doing: Comforting


Nishira sighed as she held the teacher, laying back on the bed with her. "Acantha," she began hesitantly, "I have forgotten what love feels like. I can't say I love you. I'm possessive of you. It lights a fire of anguish and rage in my chest when I see you flirt with anyone else. I would kill anyone other than myself who dared to hurt you. I'd rip a universe apart for you." The lich hesitated, pulling back just a bit to look down at Acantha. "Is love what you need? I don't believe I'll ever be able to truly offer that. I can offer pleasure more than you've ever felt, protection from anything that seeks to harm you, and a comfortable place to come when you need my company, but I can't offer you love."


Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and Violet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Trying to be supportive


Valian waved, his expression betraying his nervousness. "Hey. Sorry about... y'know... earlier. I sent your friend to you, though. Grim said she got there all right. Hope there's no hard feelings." He attempted to smile through the anxiety and failed. "Listen... we're both really close to Grim so I was hoping we could... put aside anything that might've been rough for us before and... maybe start over with this?"


Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Father


What I'm doing: Going to the Arena


Why'nn nodded at his words. They seemed wise. The idea of attempting to keep a passion burning in that way would, eventually, smother the embers. Did Connor know that? Should she bring it up to him? She was unsure. That would come later, however, and she waited patiently in the hallway for Father to lock up his room. She wanted to know how to make her scythe follow like his staff did. Of course, she'd ask much later. It was unlikely that was easy to do, after all.


"Yes, Father." Why'nn began walking toward the stairs, unsure whether Father wished to walk at his normal pace or whether he intended to take them there with a step. Well, in the second instance she would simply find herself in the arena in a couple minutes anyway. "Father... why do you drink coffee?"

 

[StartingOver]

Location- Arena


Who I'm with- Grim, ohhh that guy


What I'm doing*drool*


Violet felt her body relax more as she stood less and leaned more. Someone playing with her hair was the girls weakness. She let out a content sigh. In a span of five minutes she went from a raging lion to a meek tame kitten in Grim's arms. She was getting sleepy too so she decided to just turn off and let Grim tell her what to do now. She trusted him more than anyother person. He wouldn't hurt her or put her danger. She turned her head but never picking it up from his chest and looked at the guy. "Hello... I wish to spend most of my time with Grim, so I also want to be friends. I have trouble making them, I'm not easy to like when you first meet me."she gave a sleepy smile. This was much more like the Violet she had been the previous two months. Calm, relaxed almost shy.

 

[SeraphiumVirus]

Location: Nishira's Chambers


Who: Nishi


What: Having an Epiphany


"But who said....exactly what love is?" Acantha sat up quickly, crying out a bit when she bent a nerve in her neck, but continued on her sudden thought whilst rubbing her neck "You see, we have been blessed, and cursed, with this sort of voided forever after. Doesn't that mean...we just have a different kind of love? The one just for our kind." Acantha turned back onto the bed, her back against the lich's front, and continued with small squeaks of pain here and there "Love isn't universally defined, it's core is that you care enough about someone to want to take care of them, for them to have the best to your ability. And what you just said Nishi, that, that," she coughed a bit, not finishing her sentence, but turning for an embrace instead, hoping the message would get across.


"You love me, but in the only way you can. As do I, all my emotions are locked away in a porcelain box in a treasure room. I feel a great attachment to you, I want to stay by you and help you, please you, and do whatever I can for you. However, what emotions are stirred in my lifeless body? Nothing much, only the ghosts of what once was." Acantha pulled a pillow from the bed, and laid on it before suddenly changing her tone and saying jovially "Wowwie! I really, really sounded old for a minute there! We can't have that while I sneak around to see what the kids are doing...maybe I'll even get into their heads, that'd be nice. Especially Connor, I despise that boy."

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Valian (@folclor ) & Violet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Growing my clan


The otter smiled broadly as the two most important people at least we're trying to get along. Even if only while spending time around him. His tail swished behind him as he kept petting her hair. "See? Now we be friends." He shifted Vi to his left side, still holding her close with one arm. "Ye look knackered lass. Let's grab some su grub, how's dat sound?" Happily looking between Valian and Violet, starting to lead his Vi out of the arena.


Location: My Chamber


Who I'm with: My Daughter


What I'm doing: Agreeing to train


After securing his chambers he saw her wondering at his staff. That object had a tendency to do that. It would sometimes act as if on its own accord. Delrick smiled at this but would wait for a later time to address it. Falling in step with her they walked through the halls to the arena, since there was no urgency they would go by mundane means. He was mid drink when Why'nn asked the question. "It used to be a useful stimulant to help focus my mind and provide an extra little boost of energy." Holding the cup in both hands as the descended the stairs. His staff bobbing along just behind Why'nn's shoulder gently nudging her every so often. As they alighted on the first floor, the monk waited for Why'nn to be by his side before continuing. "But, Now I just enjoy the flavor of it. Although Sieghart is able to brew a much more potent coffee that gives me the same feeling coffee used to." He took a long drink, finishing his cup just as they approached the arena entrance.

 

[StartingOver]

Location- Arena


Who I'm with- Grim, ugh I still can remember his name... I'm sleepy


What I'm doing- food?


Violet could have slept there standing up in his arms, but she was moved to her left. She opened her eyes and started walking with him, at least trying now to be more awake and presant. "Food sounds nice." She said looking up at him. "I'll do whatever you want me to Grim." She smiled. It was true, she wasn't bound to be bound(heh) but truthfully would being bound to Grim be that bad? He could change her... Violet forwned, why did she always wish to be changed. Maybe she had some deep issues she needed to be dealt with.

 

[folclor]

Location: My bedroom


Who I'm with: Acantha (@HanaJuni)


What I'm doing: Holding


Nishira held Acantha tightly. "You squirm so much, darling." As the botany teacher finished, the lich sighed. "We have... something between us, I won't deny it. I believe we need to wait before calling it 'love.'" But she laughed at Acantha's sudden shift. She understood what it was and moved to kiss the woman on the forehead. "Darling, there's no need to worry about the students just now. Wouldn't you like to have some fun with me?"


Location: The Arena/Hallway


Who I'm with: Grim (@Grim Wraite Stjerna), Violet (@StartingOver), Sensei Delrick, and Why'nn


What I'm doing: Walking


Valian shrugged. "Food's good after an intense training session." It appeared Violet didn't care about him one way or the other. He couldn't figure out whether that was good or bad, but he decided it was somewhere in the middle. However, as he was about to step into the hallway he came face to chest with the sensei.


Location: Hallway/The Arena


Who I'm with: Father, Grim, Violet, and... a boy


What I'm doing: ...


She would have to try coffee sometime. As Why'nn accompanied him and was about to ask about his staff (that she had come to like quite a lot), they turned to enter the Arena, only to come face to face with Violet, Grim, and another. Why'nn immediately stopped and half hid behind Father. She wasn't afraid, just nervous.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: The Arena / hallway


Who I'm with: Valian (@folclor ) & Violet (@StartingOver), Lil Why'nn and Sensei


What I'm doing: Getting some food... Crap.


The otter was nodding in agreement about food and training, still holding Vi close to him, his tail gently poking her side gently to try and tickle her a little. He was smiling when Valian walked into Sensei. "Oi. Ah, sensei." Grim gave a small but respectful head bow towards the teacher. He smirked as Valian recovered from the sudden meeting with the monks chest. He would give his buddy a hard time for it. Stepping around the combat instructor, leading Violet around him as well. Grim winked and smiled at the waif as she his behind her master, using his tail to wave at her over his shoulder.


Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: My Daughter, Mr. Shell, Mr. Halloween and Ms. Carver


What I'm doing: Being amused / Training


While the monk could have easily avoided the collision, he felt it would be a good reminder to Valian to be aware of his surroundings at all times. "Mr. Hallowsworn, did you have a good training session?" Looking down at the young man, with a curious expression on his face. He inclined his head towards the otter acknowledging his greeting. "Miss Carver looks to be rather worn out." Shifting his gaze to Violet he smiled a little at her. "I take it you won the match against these two ruffians?"

 

[StartingOver]

Location- Arena


Who I'm with- hey it's that old guy!! Grim, Why'nn Why'nn and Va... Soemthing or another


What I'm doing-talking


Violet smiled at Why'nn. "Why'nn!" She gave a giggle when Grim tickled her. Some spunk coming back to her. She wanted to talk to Why'nn more. "Why'nn come get food with me!!!" She looked back. Her eyes went to Delrick. "I wouldn't fight Grim. That would be the worst thing."

 

[folclor]

Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna), Sensei, Violet (@StartingOver), and Why'nn


What I'm doing: Jetting


"Oh, no, we were just making sure Violet was okay. Um... I think we're gonna go get food. Sorry for running into you!" Valian ducked around, out into the hallway. "And, Violet... you fought Grim this morning. I watched you... Are you... did you hit your head or something?"


Why'nn shook her head at Violet's invitation. "I am training. I must learn more. I have spent quite a lot of time with you and I will go to the cafeteria when I am done training for the day." Her friend's enthusiasm scared her and she would've ducked further behind Father to hide behind him, but instead she stood up. There would be no respecting of her opinion if she was busy hiding all the time.

 

[Grim Wraithe Stjerna]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Valian (@folclor ) & Violet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Getting some food.


Still smiling as he moved past the teacher and waited for Valian to catch up, continuing towards the cafeteria. "Are ye sure ye saw us fight dis mornin'?" His tone jovial as he gave Valian a questioning look. Grim was glad to see and hear Vi perking up, keeping his arm around her as they walked, but not carrying her as much as he was. Why'nn seemed to bring out there positive in people.


Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: My Daughter


What I'm doing: Training


The monk smiled and nodded towards her statement about fighting the otter being a bad idea. Delrick knew the otter had plenty of skill and experience, but he'd seem the raw power Violet had used in class. He wasn't so sure she was accurate. The monk wordlessly accepted the apology and stepped into the arena. "You should not hide from your friends like that little bird." He moved towards a storage locker, opening it to reveal eight lanterns. Snapping his fingers four floated out and shot into holes in the floor. "Place the remaining four in their places, then step into center of the circle they form." The light friendly tone diminished in his voice, what replaced it was the same tone he used when leading a class. She would feel through the binding he was calm and not upset in anyway, she would still feel his normal aura as well. "These lanterns will only burn if you concentrate on them. Each one requires focus." The monk motioned to the center of the circle once she had placed the final four lanterns.

 

[StartingOver]

Location- hallway


Who I'm with- Grim Val... I'm going to call him Val!


What I'm doing- shurgging.


Violet called back over her shoulder. "Mkay, have fun Why'nn!" She wasn't the clingy type when it came to Why'nn. That little one needed to be free. She looked to Val and shook her head. "That was hours ago silly." She looked up to Grim. "That old guy is the only teacher here I kinda like."

 

[folclor]

Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Grim (@Grim Wraithe Stjerna) and Violet (@StartingOver)


What I'm doing: Facepalming


Valian groaned. "Yes, this morning, that's what I said, you said you wouldn't fight him, but you already have. I mean... do you regularly have short-term memory loss?" He was more than a little annoyed that Grim was acting like he was crazy on this one. It was obvious that the two of them fought in the morning, before the incident that initially caused Connor to freak out and Why'nn to go catatonic.


Location: The Arena


Who I'm with: Father


What I'm doing: Focusing


Why'nn placed the lanterns in their spots and moved to the center of the circle. It was difficult, she could focus on just one, or possibly a few of the ones before her, but focusing on all eight... She began to attempt this by routinely changing where she looked. However, this was difficult and she began to be frustrated. When Frustration entered her mind she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths.

 

[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Locationorm room


With:Kiya the wolf


What:Building a gun from scratch


*Richard begins to make a pistol grip for a large pistol listening to Disturbed and getting pumped* "What do you think Kiya? Black extra grip, or stylish vinyl with a golden skull?" *He looked at Kiya. She then narrowed her eyes at the black extra grip handle* "The Extra grip Master! But, I know you like style...But then again...", "No, save it." *He fastens the grips on the red body* "Alright, this is coming along nicely." *Bobs his head up and down and grabs a piece of paper with the idea of bullets that can go through titanium* "Let's see...Rust dust, and aluminum..."


"I can go find some for you." *Cody looked at her* "I don't want you out and about without me, let's finish the gun itself, and then we can go make the rounds" *Richard waits for the top slide to finish cooling*


*The sleek red metal slide is room temp. Richard grabs it and puts in the components for the firearm to function, then fastens the slide on the body* "...She's beautiful!" *Richard picks it up and feels it in his hand and waves it around, and checks the sights* "Hmm, need to make them glow a bit." *He looks around and can't find any glow sticks or a substitute for it* "So, I'm stuck with the default sight until I can get a red dot or alpha sight...Great!" *Get's up and walks out to find some rust and aluminum cans* "Let's go make the bullets."

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Frank Estello


Location: Hallway


With: James @TommyGun15


Doing: What's required


A sharp sidelong glance toward the child who had burned his autograph with a barrier of force, and only a moment of consideration.


"Ah, it can't be helped then, can it?"


There's a wide sweeping motion that leads into a kick, not toward James but the restrained girl. The impact of his foot is so strong that the air around the point where it connects with her chest booms outwards with a loud crack, not unlike the tear of lightning. It seems like she and the wall behind her should be broken, but instead she's knocked through an unseen pathway as if the wall were merely a glassy reflection on water. With her gone Frank turns to James, a grim look on his face. He has his hands clasped behind his back, one thumb running over the edge of what remains of the paper to ascertain how far the barrier extends.


"James Belgarion, I am happy to inform you that you've just earned the privilege of joining my extra curricular courses. We will be starting immediately. First, a doctor is someone who studies and applies medicine. A person who cures pain and makes others stronger. Second, an autograph is a signature of a person's name, a memento of sorts. Now, since I've answered your questions it would only be polite for you to answer mine." His tone remains even the entire time he speaks, but his eyes are darting over James quickly. Indeed, anyone in the school would have to be rather remarkable, but immortality or anything close to it happened to be of particular interest to Doctor Estello.


"First, and most importantly, how much do you know about your immortality? You say near, but to find out you're not fully immortal you'd have to either die, or know how to die. I understand why another teacher would take such an interest, but I assure you I currently have no intention of causing you harm." his assurance probably doesn't sound entirely convincing, but his eyes have stopped wandering in order to meet James' eyes. The Doctor's luck remained truly remarkable, to have found a potential gene splicing subject so soon.

 

[TommyGun15]

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Location: Hallway


Who I'm with: Professor Castello, A crazy girl (@Pinkalyn )


What I'm doing: Explaining


James nodded at his explanation of what a doctor is. He knew of people like this in his world.


"Okay. So you're like an herbalist, but your equipment, treatment, and knowledge is a little more advanced. I can understand that. My Great-Aunt Polgara is an herbalist. Whenever she'd visit, she'd always make us drink these foul tasting teas. But they certainly worked. She actually helped cure Brand's rheumatism, though he bellyached like a child the whole time."


James then answered his question, feeling a bit irritated that he had to explain it to every person he met.


"I'm a Sorcerer. Where I'm from, we're all mostly immortal. We can be killed, either by our own hand or another's, but that's about it. We age like normal humans up to a certain point, which varies from person to person, and then we stop. After that we kind of stop getting sick as well. We're not invincible, but killing us is pretty hard. The only two sorcerers who've ever died both committed suicide. My great-grandfather Belgarath is about 8000 years old. I omit the extra greats. The age we actually stop getting older seems to be connected to a person's perception of what age they should be. Most of the old sorcerers are wizened old men. The two women stopped at different ages. Poledra, my great-grandmother, stopped at the apparent age of her husband. My great-aunt Polgara stopped in her early thirties. Her husband Beldurnik stopped at the same age she did. And my grandfather Belgarion stopped when he was old, but not quiet as old as Belgarath. I guess he couldn't quite get used to being the same apparent age as him. Either way, Belgarion looks more like an old soldier than a sorcerer."


James then decided to be certain of the doctor's intentions, and he met the man's gaze. The air seemed to warp around James as his eyes bored into the Doctor.


"Now, answer me honestly. Are you planning to try and experiment on me?"


James wouldn't be surprised if the Doctor resisted. He was a teacher after all, and James was still learning. He could manipulate most of the other students, but unless they had almost no magical attunement whatsoever, teachers were a bit out of his league. Still, it was worth a try.

 

[Pinkalyn]

Character: Frank Estello


Location: Hallway


With: James @TommyGun15


Doing: Answering


Frank listens quietly and patiently as James provides the necessary, and quite a few unnecessary, details about this ability he apparently had. Certainly there were those who could use spells and abilities to prolong life, but at 8000 years and counting James' innate ability seemed more... practical. In fact, Frank himself wouldn't mind a dose of something like that. But he knew that in himself it would be diluted and likely not nearly so useful. He wasn't without his wishful thinking though. With that on his mind, he doesn't seem to take note of the change in the air.


But his reply doesn't seem forced, and in fact Frank seems all too happy to be honest and upfront with the child, "Oh, absolutely. That's how you advance knowledge. Some have more barbaric means of doing so, as you've learned from my colleague. I have more scientific- erm.. more intelligent methods of performing my tests. Tell me, have you ever had blood drawn? Not with a blade, but with a needle. That's where I would be starting, and if you're going to give it willingly then our session here would be over. You'd be free to go off and do whatever it is you need to. I would assume training, since I hear there's a tournament coming up, yes?"

 

[H3LLJUMPER_177]

Character: Frank Estello
Location: Hallway


With: James @TommyGun15


Doing: What's required


A sharp sidelong glance toward the child who had burned his autograph with a barrier of force, and only a moment of consideration.


"Ah, it can't be helped then, can it?"


There's a wide sweeping motion that leads into a kick, not toward James but the restrained girl. The impact of his foot is so strong that the air around the point where it connects with her chest booms outwards with a loud crack, not unlike the tear of lightning. It seems like she and the wall behind her should be broken, but instead she's knocked through an unseen pathway as if the wall were merely a glassy reflection on water. With her gone Frank turns to James, a grim look on his face. He has his hands clasped behind his back, one thumb running over the edge of what remains of the paper to ascertain how far the barrier extends.


"James Belgarion, I am happy to inform you that you've just earned the privilege of joining my extra curricular courses. We will be starting immediately. First, a doctor is someone who studies and applies medicine. A person who cures pain and makes others stronger. Second, an autograph is a signature of a person's name, a memento of sorts. Now, since I've answered your questions it would only be polite for you to answer mine." His tone remains even the entire time he speaks, but his eyes are darting over James quickly. Indeed, anyone in the school would have to be rather remarkable, but immortality or anything close to it happened to be of particular interest to Doctor Estello.


"First, and most importantly, how much do you know about your immortality? You say near, but to find out you're not fully immortal you'd have to either die, or know how to die. I understand why another teacher would take such an interest, but I assure you I currently have no intention of causing you harm." his assurance probably doesn't sound entirely convincing, but his eyes have stopped wandering in order to meet James' eyes. The Doctor's luck remained truly remarkable, to have found a potential gene splicing subject so soon.

Location:Hallway


With:Kiya the wolf, and people(@TommyGun15 , @Pinkalyn)


What:Asking a question


"Um, excuse me, teacher, do you know where I can find rust and aluminum cans? I need them to make my bullets for this gun.." *Holds it in his palm* "I'm making thermite bullets, they melt metal and burn like Hells fire. I call her 'Red Death', I plan to use it for fun with regular rounds like .44's or .50's, but right now I need to make sure it works and I didn't have the needed ingredients for the bullets and gun powder." *Richard expected the man in the lab coat to have something like them lying around somewhere* "And that crack sound, was that from here or... was that the building coming to rest?.. You know what, ignore that one, just, where can I get the needs for my bullets so I can get out of you hair, you both see to be having a conversation and it seems important... Sorry..." *Richard puts the gun in his pocket* "I sensed that girl, then she was gone, that's strange..." *Kiya said* "Oh! Do you know where the range is? So I can test it after I make my bullets?" *He asked with the amount of interest a child has with a soldier coming from the war*