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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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Raziel was currently lying at the bottom of the pond on the grounds. Yagr was nothing if not relentless. He had been waiting for fifteen minutes, and finally gave himself a minute to peek out through the surface.


Nowhere to be seen.


He let out a sigh and walked out from the pond, wring out his clothes as he went. Once again, water seemed to slick off his skin and hair like he was made of plastic. Then he heard it again. Singing, from the forest. Raziel scratched the back of his head and finally decided to give in. What else was he going to do today? He had fulfilled his obligation to the headmaster, and even if he wanted to hang out with Gabriel finding him wasn't really an option. You didn't find Gabriel, he found YOU when it was convenient. He walked through the trees, the singing getting louder as he approached. After several minutes, he arrived at a stone alcove. A quick peek through the gaps in the rocks revealed Aamor, singing and dancing along to her iPod. Ray could help but crack half a grin at the sight. He climbed his way up the stones quietly, eventually coming to the top where he could see the entire performance. He said nothing over the few minutes it took for the song to complete, but when she was finished a soft clapping came from his position
 
Aamor jumped like a scared rabbit and the images that she had projected from inside of her mind vanished. She whirled around, looking for who was clapping. When she saw Raziel, she sighed in relief.


"You almost gave me a heart attack!" She shook her head reproachfully. Then her face filled with confusion. "But...how did you find me? Only Lucas and I knew where this was and Lucas only knew because he built it!"
 
Raziel raised an eyebrow at Aamor's question


"You weren't exactly being subtle. I just had to follow the singing."


The more Ray thought about it, the more he realized Aamor probably hadn't known she was audible on the campus grounds. He made his way down the rocks, sloshing a bit as the water seeped out of his clothing.
 
"You could hear that?!?!" Aamor's eyes got wide and scared. "How far away were you when you heard it?" Her mind started trying to figure out why anyone could hear her and suddenly realize that she had been singing inside basically a stone mega phone. Lucas had probably not meant for that to happen; the poor guy had always been a sweetheart but not the brightest bulb in the box.
 
Raziel scratched his head nervously at Aamor's sudden outburst


"Um . . . I was in the tech building on campus. I think Cassius recognized your voice at the time."


All-told, probably a third of campus had been able to hear Aamor singing, in varying degrees of clarity
 
"....I thought no one could hear me...." Aamor sighed and turned to look at her iPod that was still playing. She reached her hand out and made a move as if pausing the music. Because of her limited abilities through telekinesis to be able to create an invisible 'psychic hand' for all of a second, the iPod turned off. "No one was supposed to be able to hear me. This is kinda my private sanctuary...."
 
"Oh, trust me. Plenty of people could hear you," Alex said as he entered the clearing. His expression would win him the gold medal in a smugness competition. He strode with his hands lazily in his pockets, the tie around his neck slightly slack and swaying somewhat with the gentle breeze. "If I'd only known you were puttin' on a show, I would have made certain to attend, and I would've sat in the front row to best enjoy the spectacle."
 
"Alezarious."


Ray spoke the name simply, without any kind of emotion behind it. It was a conscious effort to avoid showing his irritation.


"Don't you have a club that you should be keeping track of right now? I failed to see yours among all the ones advertising themselves."


Of course, Alex was one of those people who didn't NEED to advertise his club, given its actual purpose. Anyone who joined under him would join the club regardless of whether it was advertised or not, and anyone who wasn't would have no reason to join anyway. In retrospect, not Raziel's best dodge.
 
"Hahahahaha!" Alex laughed. "Surely you haven't forgotten about my dear little club? I have no need to advertise." He strode closer to the stone circle, and once he reached one of the rocks he ran a hand along it slowly. "Hmm...yes, this is definitely Lucas' handiwork..." he muttered to himself. "Such a shame..." he muttered with no ill will. He sounded honestly somber for a moment, but shook it off and put back on a smug smirk.
 
"....get out." Aamor's eyes narrowed. "Just. Get. Out." She was getting angry. And when she got angry, bad things happened. Really bad things. "This is my place. This is MY place. Now get out." Her steps brought her face to face with Alex, inches away from him. "Don't you dare desecrate his memory with your filth. Get out."
 
Alex sighed and shook his head, still staring intently at the stone. "I intend to do no such thing. Lucas was a great man. Though I will ask that you refrain from getting your panties in a knot," he said, turning a smug yet intense gaze to Aamor. "What good will getting all fired up do here? If you foolishly choose to fight me, there's no promise we can avoid damaging this place. Neither of us want that. So chill the hell out." He leaned in a little until their faces were barely an inch apart. "And don't think for a moment that this place is yours. This place is just like everywhere else in the world: mine. My possession. Luckily for you I am willing to share it with you, and take good care of my things." He straightened up and grinned again. "Now, you see I have no ill intent coming here. So let's all get along, eh?" His grin widened. "I'm sure Lucas would have wanted that."
 
"What a lovely voice!" The angel was standing on the top of the stones, facing away from the cluster below on the ground. The noon sun cast glorious rays of shadow and light as it filtered through his sprawling ivory wings. "I could not help but approach at the sound of such glorious--" he stopped halfway through his dramatic turn, knotted awkwardly at the knees, as he interrupted himself. "Am I interrupting something?" He somehow looked graciously elegant and positively ridiculous simultaneously. 
Rasha turned at the sudden voice, a bit flustered that someone had actually addressed her. Did she stand out as an authority? She didn't feel like one. "Ah, uhm, I believe so. I mean, yes. Yes it is." She closed her eyes for a moment as she caught her bearings. "Let me try that again. Welcome to the track club! My name is Rasha. Would you like to run with us?" She extended her hand and smiled, teeth gleaming white in contrast with her skin, darker than molasses. Her voice was the consistency of dark chocolate. It had a distinct accent, but one that was difficult to place.
 
"No, Gabriel, Alex is just being Alex. Which is to say, Alex is just being an a**, as per usual." Her eyes glimmered disdainfully. "This is my one sanctuary here. And I just want this place to myself and those who I choose to allow near me. You are not one of those people...." Aamor was getting much angrier. "Don't speak his name like you knew him. He thought just as little of you as I did and still do. You think you own everyone because your daddy is a dragon. Pffft. Now I see why your Dad keeps you here year after year even though you fail your classes and have no chance of graduating...." Aamor's smile was a little cruel. "He doesn't want to show the world what an embarrassment his half-blooded son is." She turned heel in order to grab her iPod and stereo. "You-" Gesturing to Raziel. "-are allowed to follow me. Alex, unless you want me to get a restraining order via school rules, stay the hell away from me." And with that, she began to walk deeper into the forest.
 
"Heheheh..." Alex chuckled softly as he leaned back against a rock, watching Aamor walk away. Though he'd hoped to keep conversation rolling (she was always entertaining to chat with) but at least he got to watch her as she left. The swaying of her hips was enchanting. Did she know it? Probably not. She was way too serious. She needs to loosen up a bit. "Ah well. It's a shame. She probably wouldn't be so rude if she had any idea of the truth..." He thought back to his dorm room, of the letter clad in red with a gold-leaf emblem on the front. The emblem portrayed a dragon and a spear. "Now that I think about it, I should probably read that," he mused aloud. "Been a while since father spoke to me. Though I wish he'd stop using snail mail...I have a damn cell phone. He could just text me or something..."


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Samuel seemed conflicted. This lady named Rasha seemed very friendly but he wasn't fond of running. The only memories that conjured up were of sprinting for his life from ruffians or thugs. Though, he didn't want to disappoint her, even if they'd just met. She seemed so eager, so honest. "Er...maybe?" was all he managed to spit out.
 
"I was hoping you'd be able to tell me."


Sanz spoke forwardly to the young woman


"I was hoping for physical activity that didn't involve combat."


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Ray narrowed his eyes at Alezarious for a moment before following after Aamor's footsteps. He had been thinking about something beforehand, but now he was certain he would act on it. If Aamor really needed somewhere private . . .


He couldn't shake one thing from his mind though--Alex seemed to know what had happened to Lucas. And the phrasing ,"was" a great man", was entirely too suggestive of what could have possibly happened. It would explain a number of things, though not all of them. Ray was so caught up in his own thoughts he barely noticed when his gait caught up with Aamor's. Without hesitation, he grabbed the young woman by the wrist.


"Aamor, there's something I want to show you."
 
"Yeah, something to make sure my uncle doesn't get seriously upset at my out-of-shape body when I go back for the summer...." Habibah actually looked genuinely terrified at that prospect. "He's the greatest mentor ever but he's as serious as death."


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".....what....?" Aamor noticed two things. Number one, Raziel was initiating physical contact when she wasn't upset and crying. Number two, he seemed intent on something and that seemed odd to the young oracle, who normally seemed to see him when he was acting laid-back. "What do you want to show me?"
 
Ray did not speak anymore, but walked very purposefully in a seemingly random direction. It was away from the academy, but besides that it was difficult to tell where exactly he was heading. Raziel made a mental note to apologize to Gabriel for leaving so suddenly. Well, if anyone, he would be the one to understand about leaving suddenly for another purpose. Within fifteen to twenty minutes, they'd arrived at what seemed to be an entrance to a cave. Raziel walked in without hesitation, and gave a small sigh when the green light was still there. An emerald flame was burning within the cave, lighting the way to what appeared to be some kind of cliff edge, though the sound of running water was clearly audible. The cavern opened up greatly in all directions, up and outward, as well as deep. Ray finally let go of Aamor's wrist, so that he could reach around his neck and pull off a necklace he wore beneath his clothing.


"Aamor, could you turn around real quick?"
 
".....okay.....?" Aamor was thoroughly confused by this point. She turned around and suddenly realize her....well.....not-so-amazing state. All of the singing and dancing among the stones had caused her to sweat like crazy. If there was one thing that she hated more than Alex, it was the feeling of uncleanliness.
 
Ray put his arms around Aamor's neck, and fastened the same pendant he had been wearing on his neck around hers. It was a simple talisman, made of a deep navy blue, and vaguely shaped like a drop of water.


"This is a charm my mother gave me before I left for the academy. It was made from one of her scales. With it, one mortal breath will last for 100 breaths underwater, and the cold of the depths will not harm your form."


When he was finished, Ray walked up to the edge of the cliff, and pulled off the tank-top he had been wearing. Without another word, he jumped head-first down the cliff. There was a splash from below, and for a brief moment, a blue glow came from beneath. Then, the sound of roiling water could be heard. If one looked down, coils upon coils of a serpentine creature were exploding from a single point at the bottom of the pool in the cavern. Finally, a giant scaled head made its way back up to the cliff edge. Raziel had undone the seal that kept him in human form. Almost nobody on campus had seen him like this, and he was fairly certain Aamor had never seen his true form before.


"Climb on. We're going to be taking an odd route."
 
The look on Aamor's face said it all; she was in awe of what she was seeing. She obeyed mechanically, distracted by this new sight. As she was a girl, she had the sense to remove her sandals, figuring that they'd get lost on the journey. Her bare feet tentatively stepped on board. She wasn't exactly sure where would be the best place to hang on so that she wouldn't be swept away by the water though. Uncertainly, she sat down near the top of his head.


The blue scales captivated her and she hesitated for only an instant before reaching down to touch the rough scales. To her surprise (you can correct me if I'm wrong), the scales were as smooth as snake skin, just with much bigger scales. Each scale had several different colors of blue in it. These were so beautiful and Aamor surveyed his full form without words. She had never seen anything like this and right now this was probably the most magnificent thing she had seen and would ever see.
 
Raziel lowered his head slowly, until it was rested atop the water below. Even as large as the cavern was, his full form was a tad cramped in his current predicament.


"There is some fur behind the crest of my head that should make a good handhold. Wrap it around your arms, and by the graces of all oceanic gods do NOT let go. When you're ready, take a breath."


Raziel waited for a few minutes as he felt Aamor cautiously clamber over his neck to behind his crest. Now that he thought about it, some prior warning might have toned down the shock of his full form a little. It didn't matter now though. When he heard a small inhalation, Ray dove. He made his way down into the winding underground river. Which was suspiciously just large enough for his serpentine form. The headmaster had shown Raziel this place back in his second semester here. He had never asked the headmaster whether it had existed before his arrival at the academy or not . . .


Raziel navigated his way through the pitch-black water by way of feeling the currents, and it was about twenty minutes before light returned to them.


"I'm going up now, be ready."


Raziel surfaced for a span of seconds, allowing Aamor another breath. Keen eyes would note that a coastline was visible, possibly England judging by the architecture and port. Ray dove down again, this time not surfacing for almost an hour. When he did surface, this time he stayed there. It was completely empty. No coastlines were visible on the horizon, there weren't even any birds flying over. Raziel had surfaced them in the Atlantic ocean, far from any civilization.


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Aamor felt like she had just been thrown into a washing machine but she was okay. She still had a death grip on the fur and was looking around in confusion. "...where are we?" There were no landmarks or land at all, for that matter. Just miles and miles of water. It was so calm, so peaceful here and her grip slowly relaxed, letting the fur go.
 
"We're in the middle of the Atlantic."


Ray spoke the sentence as if it was as simple as being in downtown for the weekend, or going to your parent's house for the summer.


"We'll be at the final destination in an hour or two, but there won't be anyone in the vicinity for a while. I figured I should surface in the meantime."
 
"....pray tell, what's our destination?" Aamor was suddenly very aware of the fact that she wasn't much of a swimmer and she was surrounded by ocean. Her grip on his fur intensified at that thought.
 
A deep-throated chuckle came from Raziel. Something that was almost never heard around campus


"I'll let you see when we get there."


The waves seemed to lazily lap up against Ray's body as he made his way through the oceans. Every now and then a few dolphins would jump above the water, and at one point even a full-grown orca. It was about half and hour before Ray finally saw what he had been heading for, a small speck of land in the distance.
 

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