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Human, not human (actual rp)

If you were to pick a field trip destination for this class, which one would it be?

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Armin raised an eyebrow at the young woman's sudden change in tone, though he did not turn around.


"The idiot woke up this morning with a fever of 102 degrees. I'd wager galavanting around in the rain last night didn't do him any favors."


Those were the last words out of his mouth before he entered into the "dojo" that was used for third period.


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"You know, such an obvious shift in demeanor is bound to draw the concern of others."


A deep voice sounded from behind Aamor, and a quick glance revealed the headmaster in a bright crimson robe. He gave a small smile to the woman before walking around the bench


"May I sit child?"
 
"Well well well!" Alex said as Armin walked in. "Look who's here."


Samuel looked at the newcomer. Wasn't this the guy that fought Alex the other day? He glanced at the clock. Class was starting in a minute or two, and there was no sign of Mr. Borskov. More students were filing into the dojo, murmuring nervously as most of them were unsure what to expect of this class.
 
"Y-you will take me to him at the soonest time possible!" Isolde had a slight commanding tone now. "I-I will take care of him!" She walked into the "dojo" and stood next to Habibah, arms crossed. Determination gave her strength. And strength was the one thing she needed. Her head was not down and her eyes were not on the ground. She was staring forward strongly and it was all because for once she had determination.


"....list of reasons why you're weird is getting longer...." Habibah sighed.


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"Of course." Aamor did not need to open her eyes at all or even reach out to examine the aura of the person. Only one person had that amount and type of aura and that was the headmaster. "The change is necessary so other people are not hurt by the chaotic nature of my abilities." She sighed. "But you already know that."
 
Armin raised an eyebrow at the Succubus' sudden exclamation. He hadn't expected that tone out of her. His surprise however, was cut short as he glared at Alex. They still hadn't finished what had been started yesterday . . .


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The headmaster's smile seemed to fade for only a moment before he sat down next to the young woman.


"I am aware of what you're abilities are capable of child."


He gave a genuine smile before putting one hand on Aamor's shoulder


"But there's no need for you to block off the rest of the world."
 
Gabriel, laughing internally at the image of Adrian running through the halls to reach class in time, slid off of the window sill and moseyed over to the congregation of new students. "My, my, but we've a large crop this year! Mr. Borskov will be here shortly. Until then, let's settle down and get comfortable. Who here has some experience in mundane combat? Can I see a show of hands?" His deep blue eyes were beaming with joy. Gabriel loved meeting new students.
 
Frank pushed the doors open to the large open area where a dozen or so students were gathered. He looked down to his wrist at his broken watch, then looked up, as if to confirm that he had made it before the class started. The students who weren't engaged in conversation took notice of Frank's sudden arrival and became deathly quiet, their eyes asking the question of, "Are we going to have to fight...that?!". Frank walked over past Alex and Armin, and took his seat in the 'assistants' area.
 
A lot of the new students just stared in awe, both at Gabriel and Frank. A very select few raised hands. Samuel was not one of them.


"Yo, Stitches!" Alex said as he followed Frank to take a seat next to him. "Didn't know you were helpin' out Adrian."


Samuel swallowed hard. "I'm not sure who I'd rather fight," he said with a nervous laugh.


Suddenly, the door exploded open, making most of the students jump, as Adrian charged in, skidding to a halt - or trying to. Such was his momentum that he slid across the wooden floor, still nicely waxed from the summer cleaning, and his briefcase was sent careening into the air as he released it to catch himself at the windowsill with an "Oof!" He gave a sigh of relief as he avoided self-defenestration and strode over to pick up his briefcase. When he turned away to put it on the desk, he showed that he had a small curved blade strapped to the back of his waist. "Is...is that a sword?!" a student exclaimed.


"Not just a sword," Adrian said cheerily. "It is called a kindjal. I used it in my previous job. Just a momento now, though. And don't worry, defending against weapons won't come for quite some time," he said in an effort to calm down the restless students. It didn't work. "Anyway, sorry for my late arrival. I am Mr. Borskov, and in this class we will be learning how to defend ourselves as the humans do: with hand-to-hand combat. All that I will be teaching you will be defensive in nature. I will not be helping you bring aggression against someone. For those of you that had been hoping for that, please leave." Nobody left, but some shifted nervously.


"Now, before we begin, I should introduce my assistants. After all, it is hard to properly demonstrate techniques that take two arms when I only have one!" he said with a laugh. "This is Frank," he pointed to the massive man, "Alex," he said and the half-dragon acknowledged with a crack of his knuckles, "and Gabriel. They will be helping me demonstrate techniques, helping you all perform them correctly, and even sparring with you if you feel the need to test your skills...or if you just want to blow off some steam. Before I say anything else, does anyone have any questions?"
 
Gabriel beamed and waved as his name was mentioned. The sunlight in his smile seemed to have dried his wings, as there was no sign of his descent through the rain. He could not wait to begin teaching this class. Teaching new students! Enforcing safety and justice! Engaging in glorious battle! There was hardly any better combination he could think of. Except for maybe throwing love in there somewhere. Yup, that'd do it. Hey, was Adrian saying something? He internally berated himself for letting his mind wander when he had such an important job to be doing. Not that the berating did much to sour his mood. Or anything at all.
 
Frank hardly heard Alex's remark as he scanned the room, seeing who he knew and who looked new to him. The room was roughly half full of people he met, and half full of students he didn't remembering seeing save for the opening ceremony. "Hmm...Long day." Frank said, taking off his broken watch and putting it in his backpack. His hand brushed the prose book, and for a moment, he almost picked it up, eager to finish the last few pages which eluded him so. "No, book stay in not going places. Will finish some later times." he said quietly, turning back to face the other students and Adrian.
 
Habibah sighed and shook her head. Swords was something that she understood, particularly scimitars. She involuntarily reached up to the small amulet around her neck, which had the symbol of Amun carved onto it. Amun had considered teaching her ancient fighting styles using only her hands and claws before her mother decided to send her here. A half-smile covered her face as she remembered her lessons with him . 'Uncle' Amun had taught her the value of meditation and had even helped her harness his own element, the wind. She wished that he was her teacher still.


Isolde stayed silent, nervously looking around. Alex definitely made her uncomfortable; at least Samuel was here. He didn't seem to have any ill intention towards her. The odd giant definitely intimidated and she felt like she would cower in fear if she had to ever fight him. And, of course, there was the angel. The angelic being who frightened the bejeebies out of her.


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"Blocking out the rest of the world gives me more peace than letting the chaos in." Aamor's concentration wavered slightly. "I have enough chaos within my mind without the world adding to it." As her concentration wavered, an unlit bulb in a lamp along the path suddenly lit and exploded inside the lamp. She immediately regained her concentration and the fizzling sparks from the lamp went away.
 
The headmaster let out a long breath through his nose, at which point there was an unsettlingly similar breeze all around campus, rustling the grass for a few seconds.


"Child, if you completely lock yourself off from the world, how are you to enjoy life?"


His hand left her shoulder, before his eyes moved to the skies above. There was a brief glimmer around the two of them before he returned his attention to the young woman


"I don't desire for one as young as yourself to lock herself away from happiness."
 
"Very well," Adrian said, satisfied that no one had anything to add so far. "Get into small groups, pairs, trios, or groups of four are all good but I think its best not to exceed four just to keep everyone involved. We'll be learning some basic movements today. They-" he gestured for his assistants to rise "-will move about the class with me to show you what to do and make sure everyone is understand."


As the class started to group up, Samuel tried to get to Isolde. He was blocked by Alex. "Hey, bud," the flaming-haired man said with a smirk. "Let's get to work, shall we?" Samuel agreed apprehensively, but was surprised to find Alex a capable teacher. Alex would demonstrate the parries movements to protect oneself from your average punch or kick, and traded blows with Samuel as they both practiced deflecting attacks. "Good, like that," Alex said after Samuel redirected a left uppercut, "a little faster, with more drive behind your arms." He kept making idle comments like this as they worked.


Little did Samuel know, Alex was lacing his words of encouragement with charisma magic. He would turn Samuel into a thrall with ease.
 
Armin cared little who his opponent was. Until there was some measure of who had skill and who didn't, he would have to find out by trial and error. His random partner was somewhat surprised though, as Armin brought his forearms up to eye level, his elbows ready to strike. Someone versed in martial arts would have immediately recognized it as muay tai


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Isolde stood off slightly to the side, waiting to see who was left. Who could she honestly be paired off with? She was a demon, meaning that she had more strength than most that she could see around her. Even Habibah, a demigoddess, probably couldn't match her monster strength. Her eyes remained on the floor as she continued waiting.


Habibah glanced around and saw a quirky looking girl tapping away on her phone. She sniffed in that direction; was that the ocean? Curios, she approached her. "Guess we're partners. You are....?"


A pair of aquamarine eyes looked up at her, accompanied by wavy red hair and freckles. "Kerza. You're Habibah, one of the demigods on campus."


"How'd you know that?" Habibah was confused.


"Girl, it's my job to know everyone around here." The girl smiled confidently. "I know everyone, what they're doing, who they're doing, etc."


"....I think we're going to get along just fine." Habibah grinned, the wheels turning in her mind. "Just fine."


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"I don't even remember what that feels like." Aamor finally opened her eyes but seemed to just be staring off into nothingness. "Happiness seems like a foreign concept, a lost memory. I feel so lost now, no direction to follow or a goal to look forward to. Just nothingness."
 
Adrian saw most of the students grouped, with one exception: Isolde. He sighed, but realized that Alex hadn't rushed to be with her. A scan of the classroom found the half-dragon amicably training with a boy with long white hair. What was his name? Ah, well. As long as Alex stayed away from Isolde it's all good. Though he had to wonder what Alex was plotting...


"Frank," Adrian said to the tall man, "Isolde over there is without a partner, would you be so kind as to help her out?" He leaned in and cupped a hand to his mouth. "Be gentle, please. And make sure Alex stays away from her. Is good?" He patted Frank on the shoulder with a smile and, without waiting for a reply, starting roaming the class to check on people's forms. That, and make sure people were actually participating. He caught a few on their phones, which he confiscated. They would get them back after class.


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Ryrax wasn't sure what to make of this. He had expected that Alex boy to make a beeline for the succubus. He instead went straight for Samuel. Furthermore, he was actually being friendly and not beating the snot out of the pathetic little guy. What was he up to?
 
The headmaster was silent. He remained so for only a few minutes before standing up off the bench.


"Child, come walk with me."


He offerred one hand to the young woman, a fatherly look in his eyes.
 
"Very okay." Frank responded after Adrian turned to leave. He then walked slowly over to Isolde, stopping half a foot or so away. "Hello. Called Frank. Czar Adrian said help assisted to want do since you no sparring friend, yes?" Frank said, tilting his head ever so slightly left when he finished his sentence.
 
Gabriel, scanning the classroom with his brilliant sapphire eyes, set his gaze on a young man with brilliant red hair and a perfectly tied full windsor knot. More notably, he was a young man with brilliant red hair, a perfectly tied full windsor knot, and no sparring partner.


"My friend!" he exclaimed, approaching through the crowd. "You look like you could use a partner. Care to spar a little? Just to see where we're at, you understand."


The young man smiled, and instead of introducing himself adopted what Gabriel was surprised to immediately recognize as a Mui Thai fighting stance. "Ah. The aggressive type. I see." His wings were now gone, although when he had dismissed them was unclear. Sinking slowly into his knees, he smiled as well. "Let's have some fun, shall we?"
 
Isolde took a moment to decode what the giant being had said before answering. "I-I guess so...." Her eyes were still tinged with fear; this was only her first full day and she still needed to get used to this place. "I r-really don't know what I'm doing....the only fighting I've really witnessed was when I was much younger and I don't r-remember much about that...." Well, that wasn't completely true. The time that she was referring to was when her mother had discovered where her youngest daughter was growing up. The monks had long before known that the time would come when they would have to defend their young charge. It was lucky that no one had died that day when Lilth's horde had descended upon them. Only through the guidance and fighting of the head of the temple, Master Roshin, had they brought the demons to a stand-still. Isolde had watched in fear as the Master had banished her mother back to Hell. Talk had begun then of another place to send her and here she was now....


Kerza bent her knees as she stepped forward a bit with her left foot, planting both feet firmly yet able to move at a moment's notice. She held her fists pointed towards her foe at the ready, her left fist farther forward than her right. Habibah furrowed her brow before attempting to copy this movement.


"What is this?" Habibah asked.


"Basic karate." Kerza smiled. "Figured we'd start easy."


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Aamor hesitantly took the man's hand and stood. "....where are we going?" She asked this as she fell into a steady pace alongside of him. There was a lot of confusion in her eyes along with a plethora of other emotions. Curiosity, fear, sadness, and more seemed to be milling through her mind.
 
Armin's gaze was even as he looked through his arms. The calm was broken by a quick shout as Armin's leg whistled towards Gabriel's side, right beneath his ribs.


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The headmaster remained silent for a few minutes, letting the scenery speak for itself. The grounds melted away into the forest very quickly. Soft light was worming its way through the trees, creating an atmosphere of calm with the bird's song. The plants seemed to sway slightly away from the headmaster as he moved through, never completely avoiding him, but never completely obstructing his path.


"I told you when you returned to the academy . . . that you wouldn't have to remain in that crystal box for very long."


The headmaster started to speak as they neared the sounds of what sounded like student activity. They came into an area that was slightly cleared of underbrush. Not a true clearing, but a natural occurrence. A couple of young men and women, all of whom were either older students, and in some cases even students who had recently graduated. There was a small dwelling being built around a gathering of trees.


"Headmaster!"


One of the young women ran up to the Headmaster, wiping a bit of sweat from her forehead


"Don't mind me Marianne, just wanted to see how things were going."


"Ah, please do!"


The woman nodded once before running back to where the others were working
 
"....what am I seeing?" Aamor even recognized a few of these students and graduates. "What is this place?" This place was beautiful, as was most of the forest. She saw no reason why someone would be building any sort of dwelling this far away from the campus though, much less why students and graduates would be doing it.
 
The headmaster walked around the area, letting Aamor fall in behind him. The skeleton of the structure was there, built with the trees rather than against them.


"It's where you will be staying."


He did not expand on the statement, as if it was obvious.
 
"....what?!?!" Aamor was shocked half out of her mind. They were building a house for her? Just for her? It was far enough away that only the most violent of mood outbursts would allow any tremors to reach the campus. It was so quiet and serene. She could hear the babbling of perhaps a creek not far away. It was almost like a storybook set-up. "This is for me?"
 
The headmaster gave a smile at Aamor's open shock.


"That crystal prison was a temporary dwelling. All I want is for my students to live."


He put a hand on her shoulder


"To build their futures and live."
 
"....at least out here, I won't hurt anyone." Aamor half-smiled. "....how long till I can move out of the glass box? Seriously, those crystal walls can be irritating after a while." She paused as she realized how impatient she had just sounded. "I mean, I don't want to rush anything. I'm grateful for what everyone's doing here and I should not try to rush you in any way."
 

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