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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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"Exactly. Now that you've seen my true form. But only a handful of people on campus have seen it. Do you think, for one second, that people would react to me in the same way if I went around as the massive sea serpent I actually am?"


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Sanz stood there for a minute as the two walked away. Alex . . . what sort of 'move' would they be talking about? His mind went to the scene they had witnessed earlier today--that wolf-man beside Alex. Once again Sanz felt the twinge from his unfeeling right hand when he thought about it.


"Renault, I'm going after them."


The sentence was thrown as Sanz started to jog back down the hill. Whatever was going on, he didn't like it.
 
Habibah saw Sanz following them and sighed. "...like a loyal dog...." She looked up at Andaris. "...lift, please?" Andaris nodded, picked her up, and put her on his back. As Habibah held on to his neck, the centaur galloped in front of Sanz. "Sanz. Please. Stop." Andaris put out his arm and grabbed onto Sanz's shoulders. "You're not going to help her by doing that."


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"....perhaps not...." Aamor was trying to figure out what the point of this tangent was. "But those who truly cared about you wouldn't care what you look like."
 
Sanz shot a glare up at the other half-deity


"And who are you to say what is and isn't good for other people? You say Alex is going to do something and then escort her off somewhere. What the hell is going on?!"


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Raziel gave a smile and put one hand on Aamor's head


"You're exactly right. So why is this any different for yourself?"
 
Alex opened the door, stepping out into the warm air once again. His brief respite of being in the air conditioning was somewhat negated by the fact that he had to trudge up several flights of stairs. "Finally! Takes forever to get up here," he said in relief, closing the roof access door behind him. As he approached the roof's edge, a cloud of bluish-gray smoke rose from below and passed through the chain fence that encircled the rooftop. It materialized next to Alex, and a young man now stood where the smoke had been. His loose beige pants, pointed slippers, royal purple vest, and golden wristbands made him stand out. He had bright blue eyes, a low-tied long ponytail of smooth black hair, and copper colored skin. "Ah, Totori, good timing!" Alex greeted his associate. "So, are the pawns scrambling around yet?"


The young man nodded, expressionless. "They have split into pairs, master Alex," he said, his voice clear, and with perfect enunciation and pronunciation. His accent sounded vaguely middle-eastern. "The werewolf with the water spirit; the vampire with the basilisk; and the centaur with the demigod herself."


"I see, I see..." Alex scratched his chin, contemplating for several seconds. "Habibah will be dealt with by Tylwood, that is already decided. Make sure he knows; I have my doubts that Susan'll be able to find that guy. Let Ponno deal with the fang-faces, their powers should be pretty ineffective against him. Remind him to bring a mirror. As for the dog and fish...I'd send Vorgrom but that's overkill. Have Ferry do it: she's always up for exercise."


Totori nodded and stretched out his right arm. It unraveled into smoke almost up to the shoulder, and three separate clouds shot off to deliver their messages. "Your orders are law, but even so...should you not have sent Sulfir to handle the final pair? The werewolf would be like a pup compared to him, and Oceanids are not known for their combat prowess."


"No," Alex shook his head and smiled. "Normally I'd agree, but Sulfir's caught wind of Sanz. I'm not about to get in the way of a grudge match."


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As Samuel ran across campus, he was having a hard time finding Isolde. Then, he saw Sanz stopped by Habibah and a centaur. Surely one of them knew where she was. "Heeeey!" he greeted as he ran up to them. "Sanz, Habibah...er, mister centaur, sir. Have any of you seen Isolde? I need to find her!" he asserted cheerfully.
 
"Unlike you..." Habibah looked down on him, literally and metaphorically. "I actually plan before I do things. I choose not to run headlong into things like you do. Isolde is in better hands with Soren than she is with you. She'll be safe. In the mean time..." She sniffed the air for a moment. "I smell the smoke off the fires of war." Her eyes turned onto Samuel. "Ah, the slave fetches for his master, I see? Still convinced that Isolde and Alex are attracted to each other? If so, I'm afraid I'll have to keep the secrets of oreo-flavored ice cream to myself..." She sighed a bit over-dramatically.


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Aamor just stopped, her mouth hanging partially open. It made sense, didn't it? As her mind processed it, it was like a light began to shine behind her eyes. It was a happy light indeed. "...thank you, Raziel." She leaned forwards and put her arms around his neck, locking him into a hug. "...thank you."


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Isolde and Soren disappeared behind the dorms. "...you know the plan, Miss."


"I know." Isolde looked at him sympathetically. "Good luck, Soren." The two split paths, each taking a different route from behind the buildings. Soren disappeared, as he was prone to do, but Isolde walked up to her room to wait.
 
Samuel's train of thought was immediately diverted. "Oreo flavored?! That sounds deli- wait, what's an Oreo?" he asked with an innocent tilt of his head.


"Oh, for the love of..." Ryrax growled, barely audibly. If he had physical form, he would have slapped a hand to his forehead.
 
Sanz now had a visible scowl on his face. If one protectorate was good, two protectorates would be better.


"And what happens when all your plans fall around you? You'll need to jump in without thinking at some point."


He was distracted when Samuel came running, looking for Isolde.


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Raziel put one arm around her, the scales receding as he did so. Keeping himself between forms took more energy than staying in one or the other.


"Glad I could help."
 
"An Oreo is a chocolate cookie with vanilla icing." Habibah had to take a breath to calm herself before calming the boy an imbecile. "They put that into ice cream and it creates a lovely concoction of flavor with a soothing texture." She reached down and patted him on the head gently with a friendly smile. "...now, I could help you get some of that beautiful ice cream and much more. You are such an interesting fellow to have around and all that I might help you. I enjoy your company so much that I had this crafted for you." She held out a beautiful amulet as she spoke.


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Kerza and Reginald settled down on a bench, talking among themselves. To the passerby, they just looked like they were goofing off on a Sunday morning. In actuality, they were keeping sharpened eyes out for any of Alex's cronies.


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Cassius and Viktor sat down at a cafeteria table to eat their breakfast. Both were generally silent, seemingly to be digging voraciously into their food like they hadn't eaten in days. If one had noticed, over the last couple of weeks, these two had put on a bit more muscle that usual.


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Isolde laid down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Now, she just waited for what seemed like an eternity.


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"...ya know..." Aamor let go so that she could sit back and look at him in the eyes. "...you didn't have to bring me here. You haven't had to watch out for me at all. You could've just let me alone and let life go on. Instead, you took it upon yourself to try to make me feel better. The questions is, why?"
 
"...Wha?" He took the amulet in his hand. "Is this really for me? You really like having me around?" he was practically glowing from happiness at hearing he was welcome company. "I...I don't know what to say. Er...what exactly is this?" he asked.


"Hopefully something that'll cure you of your chronic whimpiness..." Ryrax muttered. Samuel didn't acknowledge his comment.


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Alex's minions each mobilized, heading out for their different destinations. As they did so, Susan made her way to the school's roof. "Alex," she said both in greeting and to announce her presence, "I gather you've issued the proper commands?"


"Of course," Alex nodded. He was standing near the roof's edge, inches from the fence, hands in his pockets and staring out over the campus.


Susan moved up beside him and hooked an arm through his, leaning against him and hugging his arm, making sure to press her chest against it. "That Habibah woman...she doesn't have an ounce of respect for you, she pisses me off..." she growled.


Alex chuckled. "Don't worry, my pet. She'll learn her lesson soon."


"There's something I'm worried about," Susan continued, "According to my calculations, Samuel should have found Isolde by now and brought her to us. Do you think there's something amiss? Did I mess up?"


Alex shrugged. "That kid's naïve beyond words. He's probably being delayed. After all, I have to assume Habibah is making every move to hinder us. I don't foresee Izzy leaving the grounds: the Black Forest is treacherous land, and mere freshmen wouldn't fare well out there. I'm pretty sure they know that, so she's gotta be around here somewhere. As long as Sam doesn't slack off and puts his ass in gear, he'll deliver."


Suddenly, three blurs shot up from the opposite edge of the roof and touched down in the middle. The three identical triplets from the pond were on a knee respectfully, reporting in. "Alex-sama," the middle one, the boy with the red headband, spoke, "we have seen some of the others move, yet we have received no orders. Please, allow us to act in your name!"


"Heh. I appreciate the enthusiasm, but I need you three close at hand," Alex said. "I do have a job for you guys: you're my proximity guard. If anyone tries to directly interfere with my actions, you'll deal with them."


"...As we see fit?"


"As you see fit."


The head-banded one grinned, and they all disappeared in a gale of wind.
 
"...oh, it's just a little gift from me to you...." Habibah smiled down at him. "Put it on! Let me see it on you!" Within her mind, she knew that she had guessed right. The kid adored anything that he was given. What he didn't know was that this was no ordinary amulet....
 
Samuel nodded, lifting the amulet's cord upwards, but was interrupted.


"Hold on, Samuel," Ryrax cut in. "That's not just a bauble." He paused as Samuel lowered his arms, still clutching the cord tightly, an expression of confusion. "What's your game, kitten?" Ryrax asked Habibah. "We both know Alex is up to no good, but what's your play? What is that trinket, really?" Ryrax wasn't sure what that gift was, but he could faintly sense magic from it.


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As the plumes of smoke returned to Totori, He turned to Alex. "One of my clouds saw Samuel as it passed. He is talking to Habibah, she appears to be giving him some kind of necklace."


Alex raised an eyebrow. "Indeed? I'd bet money she's not giving him a gift out of affection. She's up to something."


"Shall I intervene?" Totori asked, already raising his arm.


"Nah, don't bother," Alex waved him off. "I want to see what little miss hairball has up her sleeve," he said with a cruel smile.


Totori looked skeptical at this decision but lowered his arm all the same.
 
Everyone had just run off on him, leaving in a hurry, but since there seemed to be something going on, he didn't really blame them. He looked at the block of stone, wondering what he would do with it. He wasn't one to summon without reason, and now, he had no reason. Or did he... Renault sat down, on the sidewalk on the edge of campus, and began to carve out the arcane formulas required for what he wanted. As the granite block changed from being a mere block of stone, the arcane formulas carved into the faces of the obelisk began to take shape. "Oh yes, if nothing else, it will be interesting" He thought to himself, as he worked, though he did wonder just how he'd find out where to take the obelisk.
 
"It's a good luck charm." Habibah maintained her smile. "Ordinary gifts are so passe; just a little luck added onto something makes it a much more wonderful gift." She was lying through her teeth, of course, but she had become accustomed to lying. The Eye of Horus saw all and would allow its wearer to see when magic or supernatural abilities were being used on him. It was actually her own necklace that she normally had on her at all times; it was a risky move, but she knew that dear little Isolde would be unhappy if an innocent like Samuel got caught up in all of this.
 
Sanz didn't know much about magic, but he knew the different pantheons. That was definitely the eye of Horus on that amulet. Horus was many things to the Egyptian pantheon, but a traitor was most assuredly not one of them, he was the exact opposite.


"Go ahead and take it Samuel."


Sanz spoke with a smile at the young man.


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Raziel sat back for a moment.


"Well . . . I couldn't leave it alone. After I saw how you changed over the summer, the questions just kept coming, none of them good. I figured if I couldn't find out what was going on, I could at least try to help."
 
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Ryrax, for all his worldly travelling, knew very little of the creatures and pantheons outside of Japan. He was pretty damn sure Habibah was lying, though. He knew the symbol on the amulet was Egyptian, but other than that he had nothing. After Sanz asserted that it was safe, he decided he was outvoted. He remained silent as Samuel put the amulet around his neck.


"Agh..." Samuel winced the moment the amulet was on, a hand flying to his temple. Suddenly there were two more voices in his head. One was calmly warning of the other voice, a power that was controlling his actions and thoughts. The second voice, which sounded almost exactly like Alezarius, sounded offended at the allegations and was assuring Samuel that they were friends and that he needed his help.


"What - urk - what's going on...?" Samuel muttered through gritted teeth.


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"Alex, this could be bad," Susan spoke up. "If Ms. Williams is giving him an artifact of Egypt, she could break your hold on him. Especially if it was to be the Eye of Horus."


The half-dragon raised an eyebrow. "Do tell."


Susan took a deep breath. "The Eye of Horus grants the wearer acute knowledge of when supernatural or otherwise unconventional magical effects are being directed at them, or even if they are under the effects of any already. It will not be easy for that weak-willed boy to break free, but if he has that artifact's assistance I see it as only a matter of time."


Alex frowned a little. "Hmm. You're right, this could be bad. We'll lose him as our - frankly transparent - mole, and we haven't even found Izzy yet. Where is she hiding I wonder...it's not like there's anywhere I don't have eyes on cam-" Alex stopped abruptly, his eyes widening a little in realization. It couldn't be that simple...or actually, the fact that it was that simple would be why he hadn't thought of it earlier. "Susan, have you been in the girl's dorms recently?" She shook her head. "Second question: what is Izzy's room number?"


"Room 313. It's on the third floor, of course," Susan replied.


As soon as he heard '313' Alex had turned on his heel, leapt up the fence, vaulted it with one arm, and let his wings spread. They tore out of the back of his shirt, but he didn't care, he had plenty of replacements. Besides, this was more important. He plummeted several floors before pulling out of his dive, soaring above the lower buildings and towards the female dorms with great haste. His wide, crimson wings cast an intimidating silhouette in the sunny sky.


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"Aha, here you are!" Alex shouted as he ran up to Samuel and the gang. "Been lookin' for you." He turned to Habibah with a smirk. "You were rather rude to my little Susan, you know. Why turn down such a simple resolution, anyway?"


Samuel turned his one uncovered eye on Alex, staring with an unreadable emotion as his mind battled itself.
 
As he was finish his rather rushed inscription job on the obelisk, he was distracted by something in the sky. Something about the smug way it flew through the air screamed 'Alezarius'. "Well, now I don't need directions do I?" he muttered to himself. As his body shifted, changing into some monstrosity which could carry a granite obelisk, even one as small as this, he immediately face-planted. He just didn't have the power or finesse with the body to pull it off, so he was stuck following from the ground. "Ooh, I hope i get to use this, be a shame to waste all the research i put into this." He mused to himself, as he pulled the handcart behind him.
 
"Because a simple resolution would mean I'd have to trust and respect you enough to meet on open grounds." Habibah hissed at him. "And you expected me to be civil to one of your little slaves?" She slipped off of Andarus' back, positioning herself between Samuel and Alex. Andarus put a steady, but firm hand on Samuel's shoulder as he leaned down to whisper into Samuel's ear so that only he could hear.


"...Habibah is risking a lot to show you what Alex has done to you..." His dark, rumbling voice stated the truth plainly. "That's her necklace that she just gave to you; she's putting herself into the line of fire for you. And why is she doing this?" A sigh came from deep within him. "Because Isolde begged her to not let you get caught up into Alex's schemes. Isolde has been worrying about you ever since you went to Alex's side. Please..." He moved back just enough to look into Samuel's eyes. "Don't disappoint Izzy."


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"It wasn't your problem to deal with though...." Aamor shook her head, still a bit confused. "Sure, you hung out around me and Lucas sometimes but we never really talked that much. You were under no obligation to do so and that's what confuses me."
 
Ryrax was aware of the stirring emotions in Samuel before even Samuel acknowledged them. Dispair, shame, shock...and some most unbefitting of the gentle boy...betrayal, anger, rage, borderline hatred. All directed at the half-dragon.


"Slaves?" Alex said in slight offense. "They are not my slaves, they are my loyal knights. Dutiful and faithful to their king. They serve, and are rewarded. It isn't so bad as you seem to think it is. Join me, and I'll show you." He narrowed his eyes, and his grin widened naughtily. "I'll show you how well I treat the pretty ones."


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Alex landed softly behind the girl's dorm, his wings folding and disappearing into his back; the only evidence he'd ever had them were the two large holes in his shirt. "Guard the perimeter," he ordered. He knew the brothers would be watching and listening. A gust of wind affirmed that they had received the command. He opened the door and stepped inside. Now to ascend...third floor, here he comes.


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Ponno, the short and round man, stood blankly a fair distance away from Victor and Cassius.


A tall and Amazonian girl with short cow-like horns was approaching Reginald and Kerza. She had no sense of subtlety; her strengths like not with tact, but with...well...her strength. They would not be interfering with her master.


Meanwhile, the wolf-eared (and tailed) boy named Sulfir was getting impatient. He couldn't lurk forever. He wanted to taste Sanz's blood now!
 
"....Sanz...." Habibah's eyes narrowed. "...if you would kindly go to Isolde's room, 313, and stop the brute before he causes too much damage." Her gaze fell on Samuel almost sympathetically. "....I'm sorry that you had to find out this way, Samuel. But things had to be done before you led them to Isolde."


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Isolde looked out her window and saw crimson wings. Her body shook slightly; so, the time had come. Habibah knew this would happen; the mistress was quite knowledge when she wanted to be. Oh, she could handle Alex. The rest of the plan depended on it.


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Viktor and Cassius could feel the stare fixated on them. They chose not to react for the moment, since no aggressive movements had been made.


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Reginald and Kerza definitely saw the woman coming. Kerza smiled up at Reginald with a wink; as many of Alex's forces that they could keep from interfering with Habibah, the better.
 
Sanz narrowed his eyes at Alex as the half-dragon spoke.


"Correct me if I'm wrong, but Knights give their vow of service willingly do they not?"


That was all he said before everyone in the immediate area felt the rush of wind from him blasting past Alex. The ground had small craters in the wake of his path where his steps landed


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A gently *thump* came from behind the male dorms as someone with flaming wings landed on the ground. The red-haired individual looked up at the sky with a puzzled expression


"That's odd. Why is it getting cloudy so suddenly?"


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"So I need some kind of obligation to help someone?"


Raziel raised an eyebrow and leaned back


"Well . . . actually I might have needed one when I first came to the academy. Gabriel must be rubbing off on me."
 
Sanz did not make it terribly far before a creature pulled up beside him and bodily tackled him to the ground. Sulfir had pounced. "Hey-o, Sanz! I've been waitin' for this for ages!" he growled with a wide-eyed smile.


It was true. Samuel would have led Alex straight to Isolde. He could hardly imagine the look she would have given him. Likely betrayed, shocked, and disappointed. She would likely never speak to him again. A black spark shot from his right eye. Even as he thought he was helping his friends, he was just screwing everything up.


"What brute?" Alex said quizzically. "Who're you talking about?"


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Alex had made it to the third floor. Which door was it...ah, here it was. 313. He knocked twice, firmly and assertively.
 
Isolde did not answer the knocks. She simply waited to see if whoever was out there would give up.


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"I'm not foolish enough to believe that since Isolde is up in her room, someone will not be sent there. And to deal with her, you'd have to send someone stronger than her. Thus, I accurately stated that a "brute" would be sent." Habibah laughed. "Do you really believe that I'm that naive?"


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Aamor laughed. "Good old Gabriel." She took a peek at the back of his head. "...are you okay? I mean, you hit your head pretty hard there..."
 
Alex waited, knocked again, waited, and finally opened the door himself. "Oh, what a relief!" he said when he saw Isolde inside. "I was beginning to worry I'd guessed wrong. So, how's your Sunday going? Have any plans for tonight?" he asked cheerfully.


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"Oi, Samuel, get a grip," Ryrax warned, a bit worried. He was doing it unconsciously again, drawing on Ryrax's demonic soul as his emotions rose. More sparks shot erratically out of the eyepatch, and black jagged lines began stretching out from under the patch, like black lightning-shaped veins. Samuel grit his teeth. He had been so naïve. So useless. So weak. Just like Ryrax had always said he was. If only he was stronger, if only he had the power to stand up to people like Alex...!


Alex just laughed at Habibah. "Well, yeah, maybe. Are you naïve enough to believe I'm actually Alezarius Voracitas?" he asked.
 
"No." Habibah chuckled. "You're not pompous enough for him. So who I am really talking to?" Andarus moved next to her, a grim look on his face as he prepared himself to defend her.


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"....no." Isolde moved as far away as she could from him, curling up into the corner of her bed. "...wh-why do you ask?"
 
Sanz grit his teeth and kicked his offender off of him. There was a brief period of scuffling as he forced himself to his feet and looked at his opponent. His right hand was sending waves of pain up his entire arm.


"Who the hell are you? And why do you seem so intent on fighting me?"


this was bad. He didn't have time to be messing around with some wolf-man


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"Oh that?"


Raziel reached back up and felt some of the encrusted blood


"You don't need to worry. My body has a reaction to natural water. If I'm grievously injured my body seems to absorb the water and gain energy from it, which then focuses on repairing what was damage. Now if we had been away from that pool, I'd probably still be unconscious."
 

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