Fantasy Hawthorne Academy

[Queen Rai]

~Professor Giovia Eriwind~

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Geovia listened closely to all of Veronica's symptoms as she listed them, taking the girl's hand as she spoke. Indeed, Veronica's hand was shaking uncontrollably. It was almost...vibrating. Of course, Geovia had seen this sort of violent shaking before.


"Shaking...and a paing in the chest...magical, you say?" Geovia murmured, placing two fingers on the girl's wrist as if to check her pulse. Of course, the teacher was well aware of Veronica's situation and that her veins didn't actually pump blood. Her eyebrows knit together as she worked her fingers up Veronica's arm.


"This is strange. I will call Liam and tell him you won't be in History today, I'd think I'd better have a closer look at you...for now, let's go back in the classroom, okay? After the children leave, I'll take you to my office." Geovia said, whipping out a fairly new looking touch phone from the small bag that hung at her side.


Quickly dialing a number, she pressed the phone to her ear. After a few tones, she was answered.


"Hello, Liam. I'm calling about one of your students...her name is Veronica. I agree, she is a very bright girl. Listen, she's not feeling well so after class I'm going to look at her--Liam, don't yell so loud! It's fine, she'll be in class tomorrow. Will you excuse her? Yes...okay, thank you. Okay. Alright. Bye--yes Liam, I'm sure. Bye."


Hanging up the phone, she sighed, "Geez, that man can talk."


Poking her head back in the room just in time to hear the final part of Johnathon's speech, Giovia flinched. She shot a nasty look at him, and then said, "Nichole, how about you go next?"

~Lyra~


After Lyra had taken her seat, she was excited to watch other introductions. Aleksander's was nice and smooth, though she was extremely disappointing to learn that his last name was Denucio, not DiCaprio. That didn't matter, even if he wasn't related to her favorite actor from Titanic, he still had IT! She listened intently as he talked about himself...so charasmatic! This, of course, made Lyra want him even more for her drama club. She could see the whole thing now: Aleksander swooping in, rescuing his beloved Valentina and her two adorable sisters, Calista and Leona...it was perfect!


Once Aleksander finished, she was absolutely ecstatic to hear that Calista was going next. That ecstasy faded very quickly, as the girl was stuttering so much that you could hardly understand her. She fumbled and tripped over her words, the girls' face growing redder and redder with each passing second. Finally, when she managed to finish, she collapsed into her chair and cried.


"Calista--" Lyra said gently as she began to reach out towards the girl. Before she could do anything else, Aleksander has swooped in with a hanky. She couldn't help but silently fangirl at the scene...it was absolutely perfect! Oh, if only she had a camera!


Lyra froze when she heard the teacher call...well, try to call Johnathon up to introduce himself. She gave a sympathetic smile towards Johnathon, as she knew from first hand experiance that Giova was not good with names...Lyra remembered last year when the teacher had called her "Loo-rah". How anyone could screw up her name like that, she had no idea. Needless to say, everyone called her Loo-rah for the rest of the year.


Last year wasn't a good year.


Before Johnathon began speaking, Lyra noticed Veronica stand up and quietly ask Giovia if she could talk to her privately. The two disappeared into the hallway after Giovia put Aleks in charge of calling out names for introductions. Typically, Lyra started to stand to follow her friend, but immediately sat back down once Johnathon began speaking. His voice was perfectly balanced. His Polish accent contrasted perfectly with the slight roughness to his voice...it was a joy to listen to.


Well, Lyra thought so.


She wasn't really listening to what he was saying until the word "piano" escaped from him. Lyra perked up slightly, tilting her head at him. Her eyes couldn't help but wander to her hands. He played, there was no doubt about it. He had long, slender finger...just like she did. Again, the weird pit in her stomach came back, and Lyra snapped her gaze away from him as he plunked back down into the seat next to her.

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[Sunasa]

~:.:.:Veronica Elizabeth McCarter:.:.:~

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Veronica stood like stone as the teacher examined her. As the teacher put her hand on her wrist, Veronica felt a strange sensation. All she could feel was dark energy coming through time like from the past. But she could remember! Why couldn't she remember! There were some things worth finding out. She'll just have to wait until the teachers gives her a further evaluation. She went to sit down and then looked back up at the main podium as to where the students were giving their small speeches. Veronica waited for hers and listened closely as the other boy, Johnathan walked in to give his introduction. She then noticed Lyra who seemed to be in deep thought and then turned back to her to whisper. She knew it was private considering Johnathon was giving his speech. "So, who is that boy exactly? Do you happen to like him?" For once, Veronica considered Lyra's attraction and was genuinely curious

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[Akihito]

The tears kept coming nonstop, wanting to stop her tears, Calista just continued to sob but then something warm was placed over her eye. Her tears were being wiped away by a soft fabric, looking up to see Aleksander being the one to wipe her tears away. Her pale cheeks were tinted with a light pink hue, being helped by such a guy made Calista happy that he came to her aid. Letting him wipe all the tears away, he helped her up and tried to cheer her up, staring at him, her eyes glossily from tears.
Staring at him for a bit, Calista let out a "pft" and started to laugh, a true smile she was giving to the boy unlike the one she was trying to give earlier. The way his accent was and how he randomly asked to be her friend made Calista happy that he was in her class, wiping the remaining of her tears, she gave him a genuine smile in return of his kindness,"Thank you Aleksander." Calista said, not stuttering this time and nodded enthusiastically happy that Alksander wanted to be her friend,"I don't mind being Aleksander's friend! Thank you again Aleksander." Calista said and gave him a quick hug, not sure what to do to show how happy she was.


Letting him go, she quickly went back to her seat and sat down, waving at Aleksander. All her worries and embarrassment were all gone just from Aleksander's kindness, the blush still hung over her cheeks,"Such a sweet guy." Calista thought, praising him for his kind personality and from time to time glanced over at Aleksander's direction, a silly smile played at her lips. Her chest hurt and filled to the brim with sweetness, she couldn't describe what she was feeling but it was a nice, warm feeling, a feeling she would like to share with Shinji once classes were over.


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Shinji chuckled deeply, taking Kuro back from Geno and placing him on his lap,"You're quite smart, yes, Kuro means black." Shinji said and looked down at Kuro with affection glinted in his amber eyes,"I named him that because of his fur of course. It's easier to remember too." Shinji explained the reason of the name,"Seems you have a tough life, to learn 18 languages, expected of rich folks." Shinji said, rolling his eyes a bit at Geno's comment.


Shinji knew that Geno wasn't trying to brag or anything but being told that he was from a rich family tipped Shinji off, not because he was jealous but because of a different reason. Memories of the past coming back into Shinji's mind, shaking the thoughts away,"They deserved it. It wasn't my fault." Shinji told himself over and over, calming his anger down. Looking back at Geno, he grin and waved him off when he was called up next,"Good luck." Shinji cheered.

Aleksander smiled again, happy to see Calista laugh and smile, a true smile. Aleks could always tell if the smile was genuine or not and this time, it was the real deal and it was beautiful. That's what Aleksander lived for. To see people be happy, laugh, love, and smile. He returned her hug and sat down in his seat. He happily waved back to Calista and went back to paying attention to the new introductions.


I have gained a new friend!

 

[Queen Rai]

~Lyra/Professor Giovia Eriwind~

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Lyra glanced over at Veronica when she sat down on the other side of her, about to ask her friend if she was alright, but before she could, Lyra was shocked to hear the question that was whispered to her.


Stumbling over her words for a moment, Lyra wanted to tear out her hair again.


Why me? Why is it always me?


Lyra leaned closer to Veronica and whispered, "I like him, yeah...I like everyone here, actually. What's not to like?"


Of course, the clueless President had no idea what Veronica was actually asking. Lyra had never associated the word "like" with "crush". Then again, she didn't really know how a crush was different...the term had always confused her. If you really liked someone, why would you want to crush them?


Quickly changing the subject before she accidentally said something stupid, Lyra whispered, "So are you feeling alright?"


Before Lyra could get and answer, Giovia was standing over both of their desks.


"Veronica, why don't you go after Nichole?" she suggested, letting the girls' chit-chatting slide. After all, they were both good students...for the most part.

 

[twilight sparkle]

Nichole sighed and put away her book. Then she walked to the front putting on a smile. "Hi everyone im Nichole kudo! My power is the ability to bend and freeze water. Im a happy go lucky girl that is in love with chocolate! I love anime! Writing songs, stories. Baking and animals. But just so you know. Mess with my friends or hurt any animals and you wont like me when im angry. Giggle. I did send a lot of guys to the hospital on the same day for beating a poor little puppy. So be nice. Or you deal with me.And keep ssmiling no matter what! I love to see others smile!" She said flailing and giggled. But it sounded a bit forced. "I do love to sing so dont be suprised if I break out into random singing please. Peace!" She skipped to her seat and sat down.

 

[Emperor Shadow IV]

Out of the corner of his eye, John was watching Veronica. He too had noticed the teacher and her leave briefly, but even as they returned, the vice president still looked troubled. From the glimpse of her fangs he had got, his suspicions pin-pointed the girl as a vampire. Time could only prove wary suspicions though, so John let it slide, and turned his attention to something far more pleasant.


He was about to make conversation with Lyra when Veronica then intervened. Meeting her eyes for just a moment, there was a small glint in them that halted John and lost him his chance to counter the intervention. With that, before you could say S.S Jyra, both girls were conversing in low whispers, much to one man's annoyance. They were suspicious whispers. John felt the agitation creeping up his spine as he tried to look straight forward, uninterested, yet his eyes kept shifting in the girl's general direction. She seemed a good friend, Veronica, friend to Lyra at least, but what did she hold against him? Assuming of course, which he did, that the girl was out to get him. Or was he just reacting too much? There was something peculiar she had told him earlier though, it was 'if you dare hurt her . . . ' or something of the like. Above all else, that bothered John. Still, at some point in the near future, he would have to face these feelings he had developed; these unknown 'parasites'.


Giovia made a beeline for the two, as out of the corner of his eye John watched, still trying to appear casual, yet when he tried to be casual instead of appealing to his natural casualness, he became semi-awkward. It helped him some that the Professor was taking Veronica aside for an introduction, or so it seemed. She hadn't scolded the girls for idle chit-chat, so John counted on the hope she wouldn't for him either. Now was his chance. He took hold of the situation to ask Lyra about the piano. Leaning over after allowing a moment's pause, he said in an undertone, "So you play the piano too?" Finally asking the question boosted how excited he felt inside. Ironically he still didn't know why, but what else was new? "I have played since a child," he continued on, "how long has it been for you?"

 

[Queen Rai]

Lyra glanced over at Johnathon as he spoke to her, almost surprised that had. More than happy to make conversation, Lyra turned in her chair to face him better and said quietly, "Yeah, I've been playing since I was four years old. It's funny, because when I first started, my parents were forcing me to take lessons. I despised the piano, yet they kept pushing and pushing."


Lyra smiled at the memory, but there was something in her eyes that contradicted the curve on her mouth. Something almost...melancholic. The fingers on Lyra's right hand almost mindlessly started to tap away at imaginary keys as she spoke.


"By the time I was ten years old, I had gotten fairly good, but I still couldn't stand playing." she said, almost laughing. "My parents decided that they would let me quit...and when that happened, the piano was suddenly very appealing to me."


She giggled lightly, stopping the tapping of her finger and she said, "I guess I never hated the piano, I hated the fact that my parents didn't give me a choice. Once they did, I still chose to play."


Looking at Johnathon, the girl blinked for a moment, then said sheepishly, "I'm rambling again...forgive me. You asked me how long I've been playing and I gave you a short story. Did your parents make you play?"

 

[Emperor Shadow IV]

Johnathon smiled and leaned back in a leisurely position to hear Lyra, his fingers absently drumming a beat on the top of his desk. One leg crossed over the other, a smile on his face - he struck the picture perfect pose. She had his full attention.


As she talked about her parents, John nodded, all too familiar with the story. But at this he became a little distracted, losing himself momentarily as his eyes drifted off toward the window. Lyra's words continued to half-register with him, even as his attention was torn, but something else was immediately on his mind. Parent. An authoritative figure in your life, he thought in silence. There was a . . . longing in his face, a longing for something lost that couldn't be recovered. Spare memories from the past flitted through his mind, sentimental memories, by and by losing him in a dream-like state.


"I'm rambling again . . . forgive me."


He snapped back to reality just then, feeling foolish and mildly guilty. Maybe she didn't notice, he hoped, finding the need for something to say, and not meaning in the first place to be become so distracted. "P-Please, don't apologize," he interjected, stuttering slightly at first as he felt disoriented, "I mean, I rather like it. It's not rambling, just fine storytelling. Which, in effect, I appealed to you for." A smile broadened his lips revealing his teeth. "I uh . . . " He stopped and covered up what he would've said with a cough. The thing was, he didn't know what he had been going to say, and that freaked him out. He wasn't trusting his head or his mouth currently. Mentally he waved himself away for Lyra to proceed with what she was saying. A soft sigh escaped his lips, quite uncharacteristically. Idiot.


"Did your parents make you play?"


John froze, the same distant feeling from earlier sweeping over him. "Esch, no," he strained to say, clasping his hands in front of him. "I taught myself when I was young." The distance could be seen in his eyes. "Contrary to what you might think, I'm no prodigy though." What he said was intended as a joke, but his tone had grown too glum and serious for it to be taken humorously. He silently cursed himself for allowing mere sentimental feelings take control over his body.

 

[cojemo]

Mars was intently focused on the introductions. He always found it entertaining to try and figure out exactly what a person was like by what they said. Calista definitely seemed very nervous and timid, though it didn't take a detective to figure that out. She was studdering, mispronouncing words, and raising the volume unexpectedly. What he could say for sure was she wasn't very confident, though how far that lack of confidence went he had no idea. He wasn't ready to judge her yet, because it is very common for people without any problems to be naturally afraid of talking in front of people.


Then went Johnathan, the smoker. Seemed his previous analysis was correct. Johnathan seemed to have a lack of care and awareness for what was going on, giving simple, quick answers to seemingly get it over with. Mars already knew he wouldn't get along with him very well. He just plain didn't like people who took up smoking or drinking alcohol or anything like that, since that showed either a lack of care or how easy one is to cave under pressure.


As he waited for the next introduction, he heard something interesting. He turned slightly in order to get a better look, and he noticed that Lyra was talking to the smoker who had just sat down. He couldn't hear what, exactly, but that was irrelevant. Why would Lyra of all people be getting along with him? Well, she did get along with almost everyone, but this seemed slightly different, at least from what he could tell. He was definitely intrigued by this, so much so that he had zoned out thinking about it and completely glazed over the other introduction that occurred. "I'll just inquire about it from Lyra later. I'm sure she's just being her friendly self." Mars tried to re-focus on the introductions, but he often found himself zoning out to try and listen to what they were talking about.

 

[Magikarp]

Lyra's introduction was of course short and sweet which basically gave away a good majority of her personality in one fellow swoop. However Blake's scowl deepened at Aleksander, the fast coming 'prince of the school.' Charismatic, selfless, the protector, and an attractive accent, Aleksander was the whole package including the ever pristine bow which held everything together aka his hero complex. Blake despised hero complexes, it made memories bubble back and resurface, memories that he thought he cast in the depths of his mind long ago. With that being said Blake would probably avoid this guy for the sake of his mental stability. To his surprise Calista was called up for introductions. The look on Calista's face was pure dread and when she made that wrong turn, that one mistake of calling herself...carrot she was on the teetering edge of a mountain. Flushed red, intense trembling, she was a sight to see. After that train wreck of an introduction she stumbled and fell to the ground and that's when sobs racked her body. Blake was going to get up and help her, after all that girl deserved a helping hand, but look who decided to be her knight in shining armor, or she he say her prince, Aleksander. All his cooing and gentleness almost made him want to throw up. Thank god Jonathon saved the day with his blunt and aloof introduction; there was only so much sappiness Blake could take. After Jonathon’s introduction Blae pretty much stopped paying attention, his thoughts drifting off to that Shinji guy again, no matter how many times he tried to change his course of thinking THAT guy came up. He didn’t even know why, he only talked to the guy for five seconds…could it be he was...attracted to him?


Aw crap…


To Blake’s defense that guy was good looking, so it made sense, it was like having a crush on your favorite celebrity, no big deal.


(debated posting this as well, oh and signing off)

 

[Haruhi Suzumiya]

Maria, stuck somewhere between being bored out of her mind and trying as hard as she can to remember the names of her classmates, was allowing her eyes to wander around the room and only listening to the introductions rather than focusing her eyes on whoever was being introduced. The introductions seemed to be taking forever, it seemed, and the joy had left her humming because her patience was dwindling.


Tap, tap, tap, tap, her finger tapped against the desk to a rhythm to a song she couldn't recall. I wonder if I should go up there, Maria thought, and tell people about myself. It might make things more entertaining, though I'm not sure whether I want to or not... Maria stretched out her arms across the desk and let her hands hang off the front of it and rested her chin on the desk's surface. She yawned and continued to stare up at the front of the room, awaiting the end of class.

 

[Queen Rai]

Lyra leaned forward, resting her chin in the palm of her hand as he spoke. Though the pit in her stomach didn't go away, or even shrink in the slightest, she did feel a bit more comfortable now that two two had discovered a mutual interest to talk about. As he spoke, Lyra let her eyes drift to his hands once more as he spoke of playing. His fingers, long and slender...she wasn't surprised he played, he had the perfect piano hands. She almost wanted to reach out and touch it, but restrained herself.


"I taught myself when I was young."


Lyra looked up at him when he said those words, eye raising in complete surprise.


"You did? No lessons or anything? That's amazing!" she grinned. He smile faded after seeing the gloomy clouds in his eyes...


Silver. Just like hers.


She bit the inside of her cheek, not knowing what to say. Thankfully, he spoke again, saying, "Contrary to what you might think, I'm no prodigy though."


Lyra paused, looking down at her lap. After thinking for a moment, she glanced back up and huffed, "Prodigy-shmogidy! You might not be Mozart, but learning how to play any instrument is a feat all it's own!"


Just then, there was a loud bell.

~Professor Giovia Eriwind~

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Giovia stood up and said, "Well, that's the end of this class. If you weren't able to introduce yourself, oh well. Maybe there will be introductions in your next class. Remember to check at your schedule again if you are confused about the rest of today's activities (first post in the roleplay)!"


Crossing her legs, the teacher waited for all of the students to leave to she could start to work on Veronica.


The poor dear...

~Lyra~

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Lyra, being caught off guard by the bell, nearly fell out of her chair when it rang. Popping awkwardly out of her chair, the girl started to gather up her things.


"W-what class do you have next?" Lyra asked Johnathon.


(this was lame, so sorry!)

~Professor Xavier Caige~

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At hearing the bell, Xavier groaned, "Finally!"


He jumped out of his chair and was literally the first one out of the classroom, as if he was a student himself. He called back to the kids behind him, "Don't forget to think of techniques! Remember your evaluations and all of that crap--and two things: One, if you need me, I'll be in my apartment sleeping. Two, don't need me."


And he was gone.

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[Sunasa]

~:.:.:Veronica Elizabeth McCarter:.:.:~

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Veronica stood up and grimaced as the pain slowly started to get worse. what the hell is happening? she thought to herself. When another strange flashback came to her mind. a dark and painful blast. a strange feeling. Loss of memories. she grasped her head, trying to relieve the strange memories that haunted her. She then glanced at the teacher Giovia. "It's getting worse." Then got up and made herself over to the teachers desk. "Where will you be able to help me?" She made sure that it was the teacher she could trust. There was something about her that gave off an aura. It almost seemed as if Veronica's pain was eased while standing beside the teacher. All Veronica could think was, "Who is this teacher?"

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[twilight sparkle]

Nichole packed up and put on her satchel. Then went to find her history class. Nichole hummed to herself a lullaby to calm herself. But kept herself awake. "~lulay dear tia, good night sister mine. Rest now in starlights embrace. Bear up my lullaby winds of the earth. Through cloud, and through sky and through space! Carry the peace and the coolness of night. And carry my sorrow in kind! And forgive me for being so blind.~" she smiled humming as she skipped down the hall.

 

[xXxAnimeBellxXx]

Leona watched Professor Caige go, hardly able to believe her luck. She hadn't had to introduce herself! Talk about a lucky break! Standing slowly, she picked up her bag and swung it onto her back again. She quickly walked out of the room and made her way to her next class. Thankfully, she already knew where this room was and opened the door with much less hesitation than she had the first time. "Um... Professor Chime...?" She called out hesitantly, wanting to make sure it was okay for her to come in.

 

[Emperor Shadow IV]

[QUOTE="Rai-Chan]Lyra leaned forward, resting her chin in the palm of her hand as he spoke. Though the pit in her stomach didn't go away, or even shrink in the slightest, she did feel a bit more comfortable now that two two had discovered a mutual interest to talk about. As he spoke, Lyra let her eyes drift to his hands once more as he spoke of playing. His fingers, long and slender...she wasn't surprised he played, he had the perfect piano hands. She almost wanted to reach out and touch it, but restrained herself.
"I taught myself when I was young."


Lyra looked up at him when he said those words, eye raising in complete surprise.


"You did? No lessons or anything? That's amazing!" she grinned. He smile faded after seeing the gloomy clouds in his eyes...


Silver. Just like hers.


She bit the inside of her cheek, not knowing what to say. Thankfully, he spoke again, saying, "Contrary to what you might think, I'm no prodigy though."


Lyra paused, looking down at her lap. After thinking for a moment, she glanced back up and huffed, "Prodigy-shmogidy! You might not be Mozart, but learning how to play any instrument is a feat all it's own!"


Just then, there was a loud bell.


~Lyra~


Lyra, being caught off guard by the bell, nearly fell out of her chair when it rang. Popping awkwardly out of her chair, the girl started to gather up her things.


"W-what class do you have next?" Lyra asked Johnathon.

[/QUOTE]
John was flattered by Lyra's words, and they did brighten him some, but only some. There wasn't much room for him to say anything in response, so her praise went unappreciated. Things were moving along pretty quickly anyways, and Johnathon was still overwhelmed with that earlier feeling. It made him uncomfortable in Lyra's presence, as much as he wanted it to be the opposite. Damn it, Johnathon . . . pull yourself together. He could sense her gaze set on him, yet he didn't dare lift his eyes to meet her, though, strangely he had the desire to do so.


"Prodigy-shmogidy! You might not be Mozart, but learning how to play any instrument is a feat all it's own!"


John's ears perked, like a rabbit's, and he met Lyra's look with surprise. They struck him as kind words . . . extremely so. What is this now? Twice today she's done this? He couldn't help but smile some now; he laughed a little even. "Thanks," was his response, genuine gratitude in his voice. He did something strange then, at least, strange for everyone but him. With one of his hands he grabbed one of Lyra's hands by the wrist, held it up for 'formal' examination . . . and smiled. The un-expectancy of this move was entirely lost on John. His interest was merely in observing the girl's hands, and perhaps it was just a European thing, or a Polish thing, but it wasn't unorthodox for him. "You have good hands for the piano," he stated happily, nodding his head.


Before he could say anything else the bell rang, causing John to drop Lyra's hand. "Oh," he exclaimed quietly, turning to attend to his papers. An eventful class for sure, he thought with sarcasm. To his side he heard some minor scuffling, turned to see Lyra nearly falling out of his chair. His face showed some concern before dropping flat. The girl was a bit of a klutz . . .


"Class?" John stated in some confusion to Lyra's question. It actually took him a moment to remember. As he did recall it, to his great annoyance, a small hint of red touched his cheeks, but he powered through it and said boldly, "Otherworld History. Yeah . . . that's what's next for me." His shoulders slumped to a bit of a shrug.

 

[cojemo]

Mars began to pack up his things and get ready to go to his next class, noticing the time on his watch was close to the end of this class.. "Guess I don't need to don any introduction this time." Looking into his watch to see a small reflection of himself, he adjusted his hair slightly and shifted his shirt. He turned towards Lyra to check up on her before heading out, noticing Johnathan was holding her hand, not the other way around this time. "Okay, I better get involved now." He didn't like the sight of this unmotivated smoker examining Lyra's hand very much at all. He was getting a little to close to her than he should.


Mars quickly thought of something to say, then approached the two of them. He looked directly at Lyra, keeping Johnathan out of his field of view. "Well, that's the end of that class. It should be good, though I'm still not thrilled about being stuck here. By the way, would you mind if I walked with you to our next class? I have a few questions I would like to ask. " He smiled faintly. He wasn't trying to keep Lyra and Johnathan away from each other, as that was impossible. If he wanted to he could follow. However, he COULD stay with Lyra and moderate.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Geno sat still, planning to stay behind in the classroom like he always did to avoid the loud gossip that usually occurred just after class ends, when realized what was on his evaluation letter. He was supposed to talk to Xavier about his powers. Had he already forgotten, or was he just messing with me? He sprung up from his seat and ran after Xavier. Catching up to him he slid to a stop, and loudly spoke "Sorry, mr. Caige, didn't you want to see me?"

 

[Akihito]

Class is over? Time flies when..you...are....having fun! These English phrases are so weird but I can't help saying them! Aleksander thought as he packed up his belongings. Instead of heading for his next class, or wherever he is supposed to be going, he immediately went over to the girl who had fallen and smiled at her.


"Hello Calista. How are you friend?" He asked, smiling brightly.


He then remembered he must be courteous so he also stuck out his hand for it to be shaken. On top of being foreign, Aleksander had lived in the country side of Italy, less technology and less people. He loved people but he was still learning all the proper techniques to interact with them. Foreign ones. If he met a fellow Italian he would have a grand time but he was fine with anyone because everyone here was amazing and probably just nice to talk to.

 

[Queen Rai]

~Lyra~

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Lyra smiled, closing her eyes and giving her head a slight tilt as he thanked her. The laughter in his voice was so sweet, like the cheerful chiming of bells being gently nudged by the wind. It was enough to put anyone in a good mood. Just as the girl was about to welcome him, she felt those slender fingers coil around her wrist. Her eyes snapped open, seeing him...examining her hand? Of course, she was doing the same to him, but she wouldn't have dared grab his wrist. His hands were warm, and surprisingly soft. She wanted to just pull his hand her face and hold it, but there was absolutely no way she would do that.


"You have good hands for the piano."


Lyra blinked at Johnathon, finding herself lost against looking at him. Those eyes. It was those eyes...geez, she couldn't even remember her name when she looked at them.


After the bell had rang, she quickly pulled away and had her ditzy moment. She heard Johnathon respond to her question. He was in History, too?


YES!


That's when Lyra saw Mars approaching.


NO!


Lyra greeted the Treasurer with a pleasant, "Hi, Mars, how's it--"


He didn't seem to hear her, and just started talking. After he finished, Lyra replied with, "Um, sure, Mars."


She glanced back at Johnathon as she started out of the room, waving and calling, "See you in class!"

~Professor Giovia Eriwind~

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Giovia was growing impatient. She had to get Veronica checked out, and this students were taking their own sweet time leaving her classroom. Finally, she stepped forward and ushered the remaining students, including Mars and Johnathon, out the door.


"Stop loitering about and get to class, you whippersnappers!" the professor said coldly...well, except for the "whippersnappers" part. There was a light note of humor in that word.


After everyone was out, Giovia closed and locked the door. Turning back to Veronica, she said, "Getting worse, hm? We'd better get you check out right away, then. Follow me, please."


With that, Professor Eriwind crossed the room, unlocking a door that appeared to lead into a supplies closet. Instead, it lead into a lovely medicinal facility. There were many cabinets full of herbs and potions, medicines and syringes. She had a cooler filled with pouches of every type of blood you could imagine. Tables were she could evaluate ill students...


It was nicer than most hospitals.


Snapping on a pair of rubber gloves and rolling up her sleeves, Giovia gestured towards one of the tables and said, "Have a seat."

~Professor Crysta Chime~

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Crysta opened the door to her classroom upon sensing the arrival of her students.


"Hello, Leona." she smiled, touching the girl's shoulder. "Please, come in. I have some tea ready if you'd like any."


Students began to fill up the classroom, most of them looking fairly confused by the lack of desks and abundance of bamboo mats. Crysta handed out cups of tea to everyone who came in.


Now she would just wait a few moments for the rest of them to arrive.

~Professor Liam DiFranco~

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Liam knocked over his chair as he violently stood up, his pen scrawling across the sheets of paper in front of him at lightning speed. What was he doing?


Writing the lesson plan. He wasn't going to start out easy like the rest of the teachers did, oh no.


This children were going to leave his class with their little noggins bursting with knowledge! Liam sighed dreamily at the idea of all of his students being so eager to learn from him...it was amazing!


Well, he was a little less than happy when Crysta called, stealing one of his students. Oh well, it was his loss. He just wasn't going to have knowledge of the most important thing in the entire Universe.

~Professor Xavier Caige~

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Xavier groaned, "I said DON'T NEED ME!"


As he turned around, he saw one of his students running towards him. It was...oh, what was his name...Geno! OH he was the one that Xavier had wanted to see. Stopping for the boy to catch up to him, Xavier said, "You're the one that I couldn't quite understand, eh? Well. This could take a bit. Follow me."


Xavier turned on his heel and started going back to his classroom (the training) hall, and ushered Geno in. He unlocked the door that appeared to just lead outside, and opened it to reveal a beautiful office. It was clean and need, the set up quite classical with hardly any modern. Sitting at the large, wooden desk, Xavier asked, "Tell me. What can you do with your powers?"

 

[Britt-21]

Emma knew that it was time to go to her next class. Knowing this, it made her worry because she had no idea where this classroom was. Her only hope was Nichole. And most likely, she must have left. "..Nichole?" when she heard no reply, she sighed and put her head on her desk I should have thought about coming here..and my parents too.. This day was just getting more and more stressful on her and she didnt like it. All she wanted was a simple day at the Academy. So far, she's far from that goal.

 

[twilight sparkle]

Nichole then remembered emma. "Crap crap crap! Im a horrible friend!" She stopped and turned running full speed back to the classroom. "Emma!!!!!" Nichole crashed into the door and rubbed her nose. "Ow." She walked in and hugged emma. "Im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry!!" Nichole felt horrible for doing that. "I'll lead you to class. Im sorry for doing that emma." Linking her arm with emma's. " I have an idea to cheer you up! How about a song? " looking at her.

 

[Britt-21]

( xD )


Emma jumped at the sound of the door being hit on, but then opened. Hearing footsteps, it was obviously Nicholes. And then, she was in a hug "It's okay, It's okay..dont freak out.." she stood, her arm being linked with Nichole "..I need you to do one thing for me though, nichole. Let me walk behind you and watch where you go so I know where i'm going next time...alright?" she asked

 

[twilight sparkle]

Nichole said"ok emma." Smiling sheepishly and rubbed her head. Then let go of Emma's arm walking ahead leading her keeping at a good pace for her to keep up. Nichole hummed closing her eyes and remembered the song she sang when she first walked down here to find history, which she was almost close to. "~fate has been cruel and order unkind. How can I have sent you away? The blame was my own, the punishment yours. The harmony's silent today. but into the stillness I'll bring you a song, and I will your company keep. Til your tired eyes and my lullaby's have carried you softly to sleep.... once did a pony who shown like the sun. Look out on her kingdom and sigh. She smiled and said"surely there is no pony. Who is so lovely, and as beloved as I." So great was her reign. So brilliant her glory that long was the shadow she cast. Which fell dark upon the young sister she loved, and grew only darker as days and nights passed.~"

 

[Britt-21]

Emma stood behind Nichole, holding the back of her shirt as she peeked from her blindfold, keeping her eyes away from other people, watching where they had been going Ok..this should be easy to remember..As long at Nichole is here I could memorize the steps we take and stuff...This can work. She listened as Nichole sang and Emma smiled softly. once she finished, Emma spoke "You have a nice voice, Nichole." she commented