Fantasy Astrella ~ Other

[Osuka]

She was crying.

Well, of course she was crying - she was supposed to be dead, but now she was in a completely alien place, around alien people, starving, probably tired, traumatized, and more than likely feeling worse than she has ever felt in her entire life. Even with the strife going on in Ixia before it detonated, there was at least familiarity. If you were hungry, you would expect to at least get one hand-out from someone since starvation literally meant death in little more than a week. If you were homeless, there was always a shelter. If you needed, then the Sage would always provide. You would always have at least some level of education. You would always have at least something.

Now all she had was a Sage she thought dead and a shoulder to cry on.

Well, maybe a chest this time, but all the same.

Lu-Dao couldn't help himself. In the very instant she had, for all intents and purposes, slammed into him, he felt something break in his core and hugged back with as much strength as he thought her frail body could handle. He was no longer the last of his race. He wasn't alone anymore. The only problem was that the last of his race was now a heavily traumatized child and there was no telling how it could change them in the future, and he was going to have his hands full.

So instead of simply staying there and hugging the child who was obviously starving for more than a feeling of familiarity, Lu-Dao scooped her up and tenderly placed her on his right shoulder, arm clamping down over her upper thighs to keep her stable, then floated both his own tray and the new tray that had come forth.

"Thank you for the offer, De'Kiral," he began. "But I feel it best I handle this from here. Please excuse us."

That being said, Lu-Dao immediately strode over to the Lunch Dryad and forked over an uncounted amount of money before asking her to send another order to his office, since he now had a starving Ixian to deal with before heading that way himself.

"We're going to get you fed, Kara-Aru," he said, assuring the child as best as he could. "Just let your Sage handle everything else. You'll be safe here. I'll teach you the language and the customs to the best of my ability. For all that it matters, you will be my daughter."

Deathkitten

 

[Steve Freeling]

"I guess crazy is gonna be the new normal here. Not like that's much of a change from what I had to deal with back home, I guess. I'm Steve and this is Diane and... She and I know each other. We actually went to school together in California. Somehow without knowing the other was coming here, considering how she and my sister are supposedly best buddies." Steve waved back.
"Crazy's been the new normal for quite some time there ever since my evil excuse for a mother tried her damnedest to put herself up like the druggie demon lord of California. But now she's finding out the hard way that payback's a bastard," Diane agreed with a smirk at the start of her last sentence.
"Tell me something. Were you the one who removed all the firing pins from their guns?"
"Guilty," she agreed with a wry grin. "Gave each of 'em a SIG P228 that wouldn't fire."
Steve thought maybe the grin was a bit much, but said nothing; besides, he was glad she'd done it. Then he heard more talk about delinquents.
"Delinquents, huh? They'd probably call me that if they knew everything I've been doing."
"Are you serious? How could they possibly think that about you?" Diane stared at Steve as if he were insane.
"A six-four and 160 guy intentionally going out on a souped up motorcycle specifically to beat up a bunch of guys late at night? What does that sound like to you?"
"You're forgetting they killed a bunch of women, children and cops."
"But what does it sound like on the surface?"
She had to agree with that one. "A lot of the guys who end up in juvie," Diane conceded with a defeated tone.
"Not only that, I did almost kill one of the bastards when he tried to take that kid's head off. Kranker Hurensohn."*
At that, his friend rolled her eyes. "I'm pretty sure almost no one here speaks German."
"Matawa nihongo."**
"And since when do you speak Japanese, anyway?" She was genuinely surprised.
"Didn't Chris tell you? Grandma was half German and half Japanese and because of that, we learned both side by side with English when we were really young."
"What?" her eyes widened.
"She never told you? I didn't think it'd be something to try and hide, especially not from her best buddy."
Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of food.
"Alright! I haven't eaten anything, so this is lookin' pretty good to me right now," Steve grinned before biting into a slice of pepperoni pizza. It was actually much better than Steve was expecting.
"Mein Gott."***
"That good?"
"Probably the best I've had that's not from Papa John's. A lot better than I thought it would be, since I don't usually like stuffed crust. How's yours?"
"It's about as good as they make it out to be, I guess. And the tea isn't half bad, either."
"So what counts as bad tea, anyway?"
Diane didn't have to think too hard at all. "Popeyes."
"Whose frickin' idea was it put three bags of sugar in it, huh?" he agreed.
They somehow held this entire conversation while still eating and drinking. Then a thought struck Steve.
"Wait a sec. What was the deal with that kid anyway?"
"It seemed like it was against his will."
"Like he was being controlled or possessed."
Deathkitten Osuka
_{*Sick son of a bitch.
**Or Japanese.
***My God.}

 

[Deathkitten]

Tsunami's phone goes off with a familiar ringtone that he hasn't heard in quite a while...

Tsunami(Baki)

me

Hey Tsunami.

me

How're you doing?

me

A year since I've been gone. I haven't gotten bullied at all, even without you sticking up for me. Isn't that nice?

 

[Deathkitten]

(( Osuka Sorry!!! Forgot to tag.))

 

[Osuka]

Tsunami:

Conversations could be interesting, to be honest. They could be informative, engaging, and could help the passage of time. Of course, with them also now eating, it was all the better of a time for a group of people to engage in conversation. Eating was a social kind of thing anyway. People seemed to enjoy their food more when in the company of others, and with how good the food was, to be honest, the food itself could be an entire talking point of its own.

Too bad his phone buzzed.

Tsunami's brow quirked as he paused, food half in his mouth with his jaw open as if he were about to take a bite. Without really thinking about it, put down his food, dug through his pocket, pulled his phone out, opened it...

And the passage of time that had been going somewhat quickly due to his almost pleasant interactions had come to an almost audible, screeching halt in the voice of Lautrec D. Stern. Well, in his mind, anyway. The texts that he had received, three of them, couldn't have been from Tempest. He wouldn't text in such a way. Things would've been.... Well, the tone that he heard the text, in his head, was far too confident. It was too open, it was too expressive, and to be entirely truthful, they were.... He couldn't think of the word for it, but as far as Tsunami could tell, unless the passage of time had changed Tempest, was not Tempest.

But what if it was...?

Tsunami had been staring at his phone in contemplation as if time hadn't been passing at all, but on the outside, this entire process of him reading and thinking would take a full sixty seconds. Lu-Dao had sewn the seeds of doubt in his theory. It made him hurt. It made him tired, vulnerable, weak, and depressed. It also made him feel particularly violent. Tempest taking this kind of route in his life would be as if the highest of betrayals, the deepest of wounds one could inflict, and the biggest reveal of a lie he had ever known to be hurt by.

It couldn't be Tempest. It wasn't allowed to be Tempest. For the sake of his own sanity, he couldn't be wrong. Tsunami's heart pounded in his chest. His lungs burned as he began to hyperventilate without realizing it, and his sight was becoming blurred by the stinging in his eyes. There was too much conflicting at the moment - two very radical theories slamming into each other with enough force to proverbially rack his bones, and it hurt with each heavy crash....

And his theory was losing. There was only one way to find out, though. After a quick google search of the city of Portland, Tsunami had his idea.

It was a stupid idea, but as of now, there was no point in even caring.

Tempest

them

Hey Tsunami.

them

How are you doing?

them

A year since I've been gone. I haven't gotten bullied at all, even without you sticking up for me. Isn't that nice?

me

Portland abandoned mansion. 420 nw Macleay blvd Now.

Having sent it, he waited. Five seconds passed. Eight. Nine. Ten. Twenty. Thirty seconds later, Tsunami's body blurred as he violently ripped the window to the side on its tracks and sprang from the window, and an enormous torrent of water from the school grounds carried him off with blinding speed, crashing and sloshing as he and it crossed the grounds, then promptly fell away from the side of the floating fortress of a school. Regardless of the laws of physics that would be at play, Tsunami was keeping the enormous collection of water directly beneath him, taking a diagonal course from the school into the city of Portland, and when he landed, he was already near the section of the city that he wished to be. Just a quick zip, turn, and blitz, and he would be at the old factory.

Now, after a year, it was time for some goddamn answers.

Deathkitten Steve Freeling

 

[Deathkitten]

~ De'kiral ~​

Well fuck. This was turning out to be a weird day.

He looked to the other teachers after the boy went awol and sighed hard, pushing himself up off the seat to stand and look at the window afterward. Alright... well... Lu-Dao wasn't going to get whatever alone time he was supposed to. Teacher paging to the rescue with this. He whipped out his phone and rang the other teacher up.

"Lu-Dao. Tsunami went off-campus. Given our earlier conversation and the news of the escape, I worry it may have something to do with Tempest. If he's going after the Villain, he's going to get himself killed. I'll grab the nurse and meet you out. Sorry you couldn't enjoy your lunch properly, bud."

He waited for a response before hanging up and jogging off to the nurse. This was going to need to be quick to have a hope of bringing back the idiotic kid alive. Lu-Dao was gonna be furious... and also worried. He imagined the dude really really didn't want to lose anyone else after the whole planet thing he explained. Talk about bad memories.

He saw Fay, Kaleb, and Taylor along the way, the three of them having gone and come back from the nurse already, and stopped, motioning them to go back to the cafeteria, "There's been a little bit of a situation. You should just try to enjoy your lunch for the time being. Head back to the cafeteria and get food before lunch is over. You'll hear from others, I'm sure, that one of your classmates leapt out the window. The teachers are going to be busy getting him back. Do behave." The last two words were leveled directly at Fay, but his gaze didn't stay long as he practically marched forward.

Only a few minutes later - he was lucky the nurse wasn't busy with anyone else - he was on his way. His phone came out again as Joy was fetting over her travel back of nursing necessities. This time a message, "Heading out. There was a massive explosion that was just reported at the location of an abandoned mansion. 420 Northwest Macleay blvd., Portland. We need to hurry. I didn't hear who got called to the scene."

Lana chimed in, not messaging, but clearly in work-mode, "I'd suggest one of you call an ambulance preemptively. Even if Tempest or Tsunami isn't there, then there may be some other injuries. Usually, things don't explode without human intervention, after all."

He only nodded, adding to the message separately, "Nurse Joy makes a good point. Call an ambulance as you're rushing there. You're likely going to get there a minute or two before me. I have to fly and phones are hard with claws. See you there."

They made their way out to the outside of the school, on the other side of the window that the boy had jumped out of. De'kiral shifted, form becoming massive and scaled, as he lowered his head and allowed Lana Joy to step on. {Hold on tight,} he growled out mentally, not really caring about the students that he was in full view of as his wings beat down hard, rocketing him into the air and off in the direction of the address.

Osuka Kyrenka MirrorBoy Peckinou Steve Freeling WeaselThor OnyxReaper Daniel Reaving

 

[Osuka]

Fay:

Today was going to be lively. While in the company of what he might as well consider his entourage for now, he couldn't help but notice simply the way in which one of the teachers, who was De'Kiral if he read his papers right, had been walking. Something happened, and apparently it didn't have to do anything with him with how the man had left just after telling him so in a very different way.

"Do behave?" Fay parroted once the man had left earshot. "Do behave? He knows he was talking to a mage, right? That just makes me all the more curious."

Slow down, slugger. You're wiped out after my stunt, and it could jeopardize gaining the boo-

Like I care, Fay shot back in his head. Considering I'm probably going to be listed as a Delinquent after your stunt, a Delinquent didn't ask permission to leave, and it's apparent the way he was talking that it means they're not on campus, I feel like stretching my legs won't make it any worse.

It was decided, regardless of Celes' prattling that this was going to happen, and since the Cafeteria was on the way anyway, he might as well start by eating, very slyly gaining something of Tsunami's, and getting to work. So once he had entered the cafeteria via the area closest to where he was sitting, Fay whispered a single word to himself as he passed Tsunami's table - something that sounded very, very much like "Hello there," got an item of Tsunami's via the spell that made it invisible and pass into his jacket, and then quickly moved to eat his lunch. It didn't matter what the other students were saying at this point.

See, Mages were a stubborn folk. WHen someone said "But that's preposterous!!," they had a tendency to show someone that they're wrong. When someone says "But you can't do that - it's impossible!," they had a knack for proving that, yes, in fact, we can do it because no, it wasn't impossible, and when someone said "Do Behave," well... You could guess they they very much didn't want to behave. At least not in the way that they were asked to behave. This time, though, Fay sat with his back to Lyara, popped up a small spell bubble with just enough energy to make it work without being detected (by at least most) and set to work.

How spells like this, Tracking spells, worked, was that you needed something of the person. Fingernail clippings, hair, you could use even a single flake of skin (though your mileage may vary) - any of those would work, your enchanted item, which were the cheap, black headphones that he snagged, and a touch of your will with some level of directive to it. "Look for ____," in this case, was the directive.

"Auguris," he started, a muted whisper. "Auguris, exempelum nakrata." The words in itself may not have meant anything to anyone else. To be honest. Every mage could use a different language than the textbook - he knew a few who used the Quenya language the Elves used in a movie called "Lord of the Rings." Fay made his own language because he was too lazy to learn someone else's fantasy language, but it also meant that, unless there was a coincidence in which a random word with a random meaning that he made matched the same word and meaning of someone else's. It was unlikely, but it's also why he learned to whisper his words with Power.

That's not to say that he did it loudly. It was fairly quiet.

But it also was finished when the bubble popped like bubble wrap. He wasn't very good at ritual spells.

Even with that, though, there was something wrong. The headphones were charged, they were working correctly, but they weren't humming like the picked someone up. They kind of... Rumbled. It was usually the case when you were picking up something like your car keys or cell phone. Something that didn't have a kind of living energy like people did. When you wanted to find someone's excess fingernail clippings or bloody shirt, for instance, for reasons, you could use the spell to that end. It was separated from the body, so it didn't have life to it, but it still remembered. Like reading a map cut into someone's body - which was a thing in Magickal History. It was also creepy and made him sick and salivate like he wanted to vomit.

So now it was time to really pick up the pace. He didn't have time to explain. WIth a suddenly explosion of movement, Fay grabbed up his staff, the headphones, rushed over to Lyara, snagged her hand, and ran out of the Cafeteria with all the speed he had in his body.

"We need to get a hold of Professor De'Kiral," he started, taking a sharp right down a hall before bursting through the front doors. "I stole Tsunami's headphones to track him, and instead of vibrating, they're rumbling - like if you're looking for your cell phone or something."

Once they were near the edge of the school, he pointed to the burning building down in Portland - the same as the headphones that were weakly tugging by the buds. "He's heading off to Tsunami - that's where it's pulling towards. If... If there's a fire, and it's not giving me a strong signal like a person would..."

His eyes flicked to Lyara, and every corpse he's ever seen in his old school in Alaska would've flicked by the reflection in his eyes if such a thing were possible, even by mage standards. "Here, use my pho-"

And it was promptly knocked out of his hands by what he could only imagine was a missile moving at speeds literally impossible for even things that were very good at getting to escape velocity by spades.

Deathkitten

 

[Deathkitten]

~ Lyara ~​

"Fay what are you going on about? What's going on?" she managed to get out as she was allowing herself to be pulled along by her student. She had only just recently been told that he apparently got in a fight? Well... he clearly wasn't down for long. She tried to open her mouth to ask more questions once they were outside, but it got rather abruptly cut off as what was probably Lu-Dao if Tsunami was involved. Tsunami was one of the delinquent students, so... it was probably no surprise he ran off. A stupid move, but not something that hadn't happened before.

Lyara forced her eyes to focus back on Fay, who now likely had a broken hand, or at least a very sore one, from the force the other teacher had slammed into him with. She quickly made a little blue bubble around the hand and numbed whatever pain he was probably feeling, as well as started to heal him. She wasn't much of a healer, but knowing how to fix something broken was kind of important, especially if you had the ability to do so with magic.

"Fay, slow down. Tsunami left, yes, but it wasn't all that long ago. You think he's hurt?" she asked, glancing back at the little plume of smoke that could be seen from so far off, "If he is, then it'll be okay. De'kiral went off and grabbed the nurse, and I'm pretty sure what just clipped you was Lu-Dao. That's three high-class heroes, and one of them is one of the best healers I know. It'll be alright."

She motioned to the headphones, "Keep doing your spell and keep an eye on him that way. I'm sure it'll get stronger as time goes by. They just need time to help him. Do you have any idea why he might have run off like that...? Did it have anything to do with whatever fight you got into earlier? I'm not angry at you, by the way. I'm certain there's a reason it happened... you don't exactly seem like the type to start a fight for no reason. My first impression of you is definitely not hotheaded. You're thoughtful. It shows, especially with how concerned you are for your friend."

Could she show him the scene via scrying? Sure. Was that a good idea? Probably not. If he really was severely hurt, she didn't know how graphic it would be... and the poor thing was already freaked out as is.

"What do you need me to do or answer for you?"

Osuka

 

[Deathkitten]

~ Kaleb ~​

The nurse was a bust... or at least Fay didn't seem to want to stay. They were just walking back with him at this point, Kaleb silent with worry for the boy. What even was all of that? It felt off. Had Fay been possessed? Was he actually okay? Was he gonna be in trouble because of it?

He pouted and stared at the floor as they walked, but his eyes were drawn back up again by De'kiral marching up in a hurry. The other teacher looked so worried. His short and dissatisfactory explanation only seemed to fuel Fay further into... something. As soon as the teacher continued on, Fay was gone in a hurry as well. Kaleb stayed behind a bit, though, walking more slowly to make sure she was beside his friend.

Kaleb looked up at Taylor with cute, concerned amber eyes, "What do you think we should do?"

((Super short post. Am sorry!! Kyrenka ))

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Azira


The rest of the morning went by boring and slow to say the least. Typical for first day of school and what not but if Akira had to be honest it was a nice change of pace for once though she did already feel weird not training. She hated trying to hide herself. Be a "good girl" was so boring for her. Still though it wouldn't be long or at least she hoped so. Either way she pushed her thoughts out of the way as the lunch bell rang. Getting up she collected her things and left. Heading to the main courtyard instead of the cafeteria to relax. Sighing as she reached the court yard she instinctevly put a hand in her pocket to grab her cigarettes only to find her pocket empty. In response she let out a slight grin of agitation at remembering her teachers actions. "A hole." She mumbled to herself as she walked over to a grassy area and sat down. Grunting a little she crossed her legs and shifted a little. "I hate wearing so much clothing." She said a bit louder than she probably should have as her wings stretched out against the sweater. Being all cramped up never felt good and her wings had been this way for a good bit. Sighing she reached behind her and pulled her sweater up her back just till her wings popped out to stretch and air out bringing a sigh of relief from her lips as they stretched out as far as they could as Anita let out a cute stretching groan before sighing in relief. She didn't really pay attention to her surroundings as a teacher quickly came out then left but truly she wouldn't have cared either way.​

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Ariella & Chiara

Arielle was relieved to say the least to be reunited with her sister at lunch time. It was a relief she hadn't replayed yesterday's events. As Chiara and Ariella got to the cafeteria they found there spots after getting there food and sat down. Chiara having normal food whereas Ariella's tray was stacked with raw meat. Happily she dug in using her fingers to stab into the raw steaks before taking big bites and tearing it off with her teeth before swallowing and going back again for more. Though Ariella didn't notice it Chiara did. A lot of people who sat around them where staring. Watching the child tear into the raw meat. It wasn't like she was being loud or anything in her eating. It was just different for them. Still Chiara didn't like the attention put on her little sister but tried to ignore it as they ate together​

 

[Kyrenka]

~Taylor Walker~​

The nurse wasn't too bad; they went in and were out in no time. Taylor didn't blame Fay for not wanting to stay, being idle didn't always sit well with him either. At any rate, Fay appeared to be fine, annoyed but fine, so there wasn't really any reason to stay there. At least I know where the nurse is now. He had a feeling that he'd visit her more than a couple times this year. As they made their way back to the cafeteria, a man with horns strode towards them. The man, a teacher?, looked less than pleased. His eyes suddenly locked onto them and the blond faltered a little. Shit are we in trouble? "There's been a little bit of a situation," the man began without preamble, "You should just try to enjoy your lunch for the time being. Head back to the cafeteria and get food before lunch is over. You'll hear from others, I'm sure, that one of your classmates leapt out the window. The teachers are going to be busy getting him back. Do behave." That last sentence was aimed at Fay, which angered the mage. However, the teacher was gone just as suddenly as he appeared leaving the three boys alone in the hallway again. Fay muttered darkly to himself before wandering off. Taylor didn't bother following; the other mage seemed irritated and probably needed a little space. Not to mention the fact that none of us have had lunch yet. The blond wondered if their meals were ready yet. He also wondered why someone jumped out a window. A delinquent? Who cared, all he knew was that it was not his responsibility.

"What do you think we should do?" Taylor glanced at Kaleb. The boy's eyes were round with concern and it was absolutely adorable. He couldn't help but melt a little at the other boy's face. It should be illegal to be this cute, the mage thought pleasantly. Honestly, he's already taken in one loveable little boy, he might as well adopt Kaleb too and start a collection of Pure Cinnamonrolls. I kinda want to wrap him up in a bunch of blankets now.

Forcing himself out of his daydreams, Taylor gave Kaleb an encouraging smile. "I was thinking that we should at least eat something, but if you want we can check on Fay," the blond paused before adding, "He looked like he needed some space though, so it's up to you."

Deathkitten Osuka

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: Kid Dynamite

When the lunch bell rang Junior was the first out of his class quickly jetting to the line and wolfing down his meal in the first five minutes. He had better places to be, namely a few thousand feet up. Finishing his meal he charged to the courtyard already generating his fuel to fly, he was really glad he double checked before he blasted off with gusto. He spotted a gorgeous girl with snow white hair , horns, curves for days, and wings. Now that was a sight, one he was still growing accustomed to, she wasn't the only student with eye grabbing features. From cyborgs to other aliens and even demons like he assumed this girl was. After a few moments he steeled himself and let himself hover gently and silently at least a dozen feet up until his shadow fell over her. When it did he cleared his throat loudly. "You look so glum down there, care to see a view almost as stunning as yourself." he said laying the sugar on as much as he could, He wasn't very elegant, but he wasn't trying to be, if she turned him down he could still go for his flight, if she didn't then he would have a wingman to fly with.
Daniel Reaving

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: ALT

Alex was slow to rise once the bell rang and walked with a slow pace and a bored look to the cafeteria. In his mind the gears were turning though. He envisioned a super suit for himself, one made of some non ferrous liquid metal he planned to make by bonding Mercury, Titanium, and tungsten. A bond any metallurgy expert would tell you should be not only weak but toxic. Yet his brain rattled off nonsensical formulas to deal with the problems. He was so zoned out he had to be nudged forward several times in the line. When he finally got his trey he wandered off to find a table completely oblivious to who he sat with. He noticed that it was two girls vaguely and absentmindedly stared at them as they spoke amongst themselves. Still his mind turned coming up with ridiculous attachments like lazer beams, micro missile factories, and even air conditioning. Daniel Reaving

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Azira

Azira had been enjoying herself for the first time since she got there until of course someone had to come along. Noticing as a shadow came over her she turned to face who was making it and looked up. Hearing the mans words her look turned into a snooty little glare as she looked up at him and sat up. "excuse me?" She said as she got up and faced him putting a hand on her left hip as she shifted on her feet. "flirting ain't gonna get you anything." She said in a tone that was provoking to say the least. Honestly she didn't want to be so mean, if anything she had the lack of her cigarettes to thank for it. She tended to get bitchy and aggravated when she was hungry and right now she didn't know where she'd get her next "meal" from.
WeaselThor​

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Chiara & Ariella

Having not thought anything of it at first as a boy sat down across the table from her and her sister. With Chiara being in a wheel chair her and her sister sat at the end of the long lunch table with Ariella to her left and a new comer to her right. It didn't take Chiara long to notice something was wrong with her little sister. Setting her fork down she looked over to Ariella and opened her mouth to speak but was stopped by the look she saw on her sisters face. Her eyes where wide and staring back with fear at the stranger across the table. The appendages on her back where pushing out against her shirt, trying to break out. Then Chiara looked over to the stranger and understood why Ariella was the way she was now. The man was staring at her! Just blankly staring like a creep at Ariella! Chiara didn't even take a second to look inside his mind as she projected her powers at him pulling his head to look at her instead of her sister and the look that sat on her face wasn't one of happiness, it was of what many would call a womanly readiness to kill. Her look screamed anger and a protective instinct as she spoke to him. "Is there a problem?" Chiara asked him in a time of dead seriousness. Going silent to wait for his answer as to why he was just staring at her sister Ariella calmed down a little and slowly went back to eating
WeaselThor​

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: Kid Dynamite

Junior seemed taken aback slightly, usually his advances were well received, after all he was tall, handsome, and quite powerful. He was also a bit amused though as she looked to be on edge. "Well i mean...i wasn't only flirting...there was an offer to fly you around in there to. But hey if you'd rather sit out here by yourself thats fine." he let himself hover a few more feet up before adding "Funny though...if you stayed it would mean my flirting didn't get YOU anywhere."he continued floating slightly higher to show that the opportunity was fading. He hoped she would take the opportunity but he wasn't about to miss his chance to kiss the clouds on the behalf of someone he just met.
Daniel Reaving

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: ALT

He was just wrapping up his thoughts when he felt an urge to turn his head and did so. Then something spoke and he realized that he was looking at one of the two girls at the table ange she had just said something to him. "Hmmm? What was that? My minds a million miles away right now. Lots of weird stuff has been happening this year and i figured i needed some armor." his statement seemed to make no sense as if he were including them into a conversation he was having internally. He finally stepped out of his head and noticed the perturbed look he was getting? "What's Your beef?" he said in a nonchalant tone that showed little energy.
Daniel Reaving

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Azira

Azira couldn't help the smirk across her face. A persistent one. When most guys get shut down by her call her a bitch and go off to do something else. But even his little persistence at the offer made her intrigued. She was planning to give another bitchy response till he spoke of getting her "somewhere". After that it clicked in her mind. Why hadn't she thought of it before! Smirking more she called up. "and how do you expect me to get all the way up there hmm? I'd love to fly up there but my little wings aren't made to fly." She called up to him. She hated admitting it but if it would get him down here and her where she wanted to go within the lunch period she was A ok with bending backwards a little bit
WeaselThor​

 

[Daniel Reaving]

Ariella & Chiara

Chiara stared the guy down at his explanation. Though while sound and an "ok" reason she still couldn't dismiss it. "You were staring my little sister down like a creep. You need to pay more attention. A lot of people my sister included aren't the people you wanna just zone out around." Chiara told him as she glanced back to Ariella who had slowly gone back to eating but it was clear she was still cautions her vicious eyes trained on the man across from her as she slowly bit into another raw steak.
WeaselThor​

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: Kid Dynamite

Junior smiled at her comment thinking he was winning her over. "Thats easy..." He dropped from above her landing about three feet away but with much more grace and less flare than his father was known for. "Grab on, like a piggy back ride. We can go as fast or as slow as you want." he turned around taking a knee waiting for her to hop on. "You can even pick where we go." he added the final part as he generated cosmic radiation and rapidly channeled it into his muscles and gravitational resistance field it would take a little more juice than usual but not enough to be much of a problem.
Daniel Reaving

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: ALT

Alex's face never changed as the girl spoke except to put a fork full of salisbury steak in his mouth and chew. After a few seconds of chewing he swallowed and wiped his mouth. "I've basically been in and out of this place my whole life...i know what this school has in it. I meant no offense, just have other things on my mind right now. If its gonna be a problem i can leave." he started standing up slowly partly hoping one would ask him to stay partly because he was just so damned lazy.
Steve Freeling

 

[Kyrenka]

~Waylin & Nixiia~​

Nixiia whipped around at the sound of breaking glass. She assumed that someone dropped their drink, but judging by the broken window and the looks of horror on students' faces someone must've used the window as an exit. Some teachers began scrambling around which implied that the student must've been able to fly otherwise there would have been a lot more panic. Confusion? Concern. "What happened?" Nixiia turned back to Waylin. He was gripping the edge of the table as he leaned over and squinted his eyes like as if it would help him see what was going on. "Did someone drop something? Why is there so much noise?"

Reassurance. "Nothing's wrong," the faerie said flippantly, "Someone just mistook a window for a door." Confusion? "Don't worry about it," she said while popping another bit of food into her mouth.

Waylin gave the faerie a sour look, "I am worried about it."

Nixiia waved her hand at him before remembering that he couldn't see it. Reassurance. "The teachers left to get the kid. Everything's fine!" Discontent. The faerie ignored the wave of emotion as she took another bite of food. While she loved Waylin, he seemed to love getting involved in things that weren't his business. So what if someone decided to run off? It wasn't their job to watch the students; that's what the teachers were for! Out of the corner of her eye, she saw more students coming in and interacting with each other. Glancing back at her mage, she frowned as he ate in silence. Should they be talking to people? Trying to make friends? Nixiia wasn't afraid to admit that she was out of touch with humans; especially teenagers. Was she providing enough companionship for him? Did he need something that she couldn't offer? Did he need a human friend?

She hadn't realized that she was spilling all sorts of emotions until a fresh wave of concern hit her. "I'm fine," she replied automatically. Nixiia watched Waylin's face twist with concern as she was practically suffocated by his worry. "Easy there," she choked out. Waylin's emotions spiked but were quickly snuffed.

Concern! Shame. "Sorry, I didn't mean to..." Waylin floundered for a brief moment, reminding Nixiia that he didn't have as much practice with English as she did. "....overload you," he finished lamely. Even without their connection, regret poured off of the mage in waves.

Standing up, the faerie's wings fluttered as she floated up to Waylin's face. Nixiia gave him a few pats on the cheek in an attempt to console him. Forgiveness. She couldn't really blame him; their connection was new so they were both prone to overwhelm each other if they weren't careful. The mage's face still had uncertainty written on it, but their connection was stable again so that was good enough for Nixiia. She quickly fluttered back down to their plate and didn't hesitate to take in another mouthful of food. Lobsters weren't exactly common in faerie forests so she was going to take as much as she could.

 

[Kyrenka]

~Elizar Rolonk~​

"I was looking for you!" Himari's familiar voice transformed Elizar's soft smile into an excited grin. She found me! The girl had already received her tray of food, but seemed a bit flustered as she attempted to hold it with one hand before giving up and using two. The mute stared in confusion before realization struck her. Was she trying to sign? Elizar was practically bursting with affection for her friend. Himari's 's so sweet! Although, she should probably let the other girl know that she didn't need to sign all the time. It was enough to be understood so easily by other people, but Himari's gesture really touched Elizar.

The presences of En and Jaun seemed to finally register as Himari addressed them,"Oh, um, pardon me. My name is Himari," she stated politely, "Nice to meet you." The girl paused as she gazed at Jaun, and recognition lit up in her eyes. "Ah, wait a moment, you're from the same class, correct? Jaun, right? Sorry for troubling you earlier at the introductions." That last line gave Elizar pause. She's sorry? Why? Class introductions had gone well, if not a little awkward. Does she mean at orientation? It puzzled her, but the mute decided to let it go. It's not good to be nosy. Besides, Himari couldn't have done anything that bad!

Elizar quickly erased the whiteboard she was still holding and wrote, We should probably find somewhere to sit! Glancing around, the dark haired girl spotted a mostly empty table a little ways away. She wrote, How about over there?, before pointing towards the table that caught her eye. She excitedly looked back at the others for their reactions. As hungry as she was, Elizar couldn't wait to sit down with everyone and get to know them better. My first lunch with friends! Maybe we can study and hang out after classes too!

MirrorBoy Astralworks OnyxReaper

 

[Deathkitten]

Just a reminder! There has been a time skip. Please go to the main rp thread to continue! https://www.rpnation.com/threads/astrellas-boarding-school-for-the-powered-main.377469/page-4