Human, not human (actual rp)

[Twizinator]

Alex furrowed his brow in a bit of confusion. He couldn't quite explain it, but it felt as if a weight at been lifted from him, as if an oppressive force had disappeared into thin air. "That's more like it," he said. He glanced over again. "Good to hear you aren't willing to be opp-"


He was interrupted when he noticed Habibah looked much different. She was back to her human form; that immensely powerful form she'd adopted was gone. "...Huh. You say you don't trust me, yet you drop your superior form? Rather contradictory, in my opinion," he teased, but didn't break stride and faced forward once again.

 

[Cyrionessa]

"It's simple a bother to keep it up for too long." Habibah lied straight faced. "I'm conserving energy, just in case you decide to do any funny business." She glared at him rather irritably, but the irritation was more at herself at this point. Allowing her form to drop after not using it for so long meant she was out of sync with her Immortality.

 

[Ixidor92]

"Looks like your emotions have calmed somewhat."


As Renault looked up, the headmaster was sitting cross-legged just outside the barrier


"I was starting to worry for your health."

 

[Ixidor92]

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(I'd like to hurry this up a bit so we can timeskip to the next day. Right now the majority of the cast is asleep)

 

[Twizinator]

Alex raised an eyebrow at "funny business" but didn't respond. He continued heading in the direction of the strange magic and finally caught sight of a gigantic blue dome. He stood, hidden by trees, observing from a distance.


"Huh. Is that the old man?" he said, referring to the headmaster.

 

[Cyrionessa]

"I guess it is." Habibah raised her eyebrows. "Guess I wasn't the only one who was curious about this blue dome." After a moment of thought, a more serious look came onto her face. "We probably shouldn't be seen." She quickly hid in the bushes on the edge of the clearing, peering out at the blue dome through breaks in the brush.

 

[RedHotSwami]

Schmendrick worked with the borrowed 'pen,' a device that never seemed to need to be dipped in ink and would always have more on it's tip. He began reading one of his books while sitting on his bed wearing a blue bathrobe he'd found in the dresser. He took notes on the basics and began searching for simple alchemical circles or minor words of power to learn. The first book was simple and talked mainly of the theory of magic and having few spells within it's pages. He read it three times that night, taking careful notes and making sure he knew it from front to back.


Speaking the speech of magic is something not for the easily tongue-tied or forgetful. Casting spells is a delicate art and an incorrect pronunciation could lead to something dreadful happening. Vocabulary and precision are paramount. He hit himself in the forehead for having tried to magic his bag water-proof earlier this evening. A word is very versatile but hard to get different uses of it without much practice. For instance the word 'Salus' means water and can be used, by itself, to create, move, destroy, change, etc. water. The word itself has all these powers but in the hands of an inexperienced mage it will not necessarily do what the caster intends. The holding of the desired effect in the mind and giving contextual hand gestures or diagrams can improve this control. The easier method is to accurately learn more of the language and form sentences to cast a spell. This gives the magic form without having to hold exactly the intent in the mind.

 

[MControl]

Renault sighed heavily, as he stared up at the water sheeting down over him. He supposed that he would have to deal with the headmaster, as he watched said man's words appear above him in lines of light. He's blocked out sound for various reasons, but figured that it would be silly to have to rely on gestures and miming to communicate through the barrier. Seeing the other lines of speech, he supposed he may have set some distance modifier incorrectly, since he wasn't seeing anyone else. Taking experience from the only place he could even remotely equate this 'academy' with, he loudly stated, "No, you weren't. You, nor any official showed up when fire sparky back there decided to start torching things. It's obvious that you either are too busy, or just don't care." Remembering the last academy he attended was a bit painful, but he needed it. Fights, altercations of any kind, had teachers intervening immediately, since everyone was learning magic, the possibility of things going horribly wrong was quite high. The substituted with a game of "Summoners", which pitted the parties knowledge, skill, and power against each other. "Its quite likely that the only reason you are here," he began again, "Is because you dont know what I am, or perhaps..." sitting up, he looks at the 'headmaster', "Perhaps you do know what i am." All of his speech appearing on the outer wall of the barrier in bright blue text, he waited, watching for a response, and for the other speech sources.

 

[Ixidor92]

The headmaster closed his eyes and stood up, lightly brushing off the robe he wore.


"I assume by 'sparky' you are referring to Alex. I didn't step in for one simple reason . . . I have faith in my students."


He offered a sincere smile through the barrier at the young man


"As for you, I know perfectly well what you are child. Do you honestly believe you coincidentally found an academy for those of a supernatural persuasion? Why don't you bring this barrier down? I would much prefer to converse with you in person."

 

[MControl]

"Faith..." he repeated, slightly dumbfounded, "...right, ok Dumbldore. Now that you've revealed to me that you are a manipulative creep who's way too interested in me, I have no reason not to leave as soon as the barrier fades. Now, i've got a while before that happens, so say what you would, you've got yourself a captive audience." With that said, he begins to pack up the strewn objects and supplies.

 

[Ixidor92]

The headmaster chuckled, seemingly on spite of himself.


"A dime for every time I've been called that over the last decade . . ."


He shook his head and gazed directly at he young man.


"I take an interest in ALL my students. Raziel, a young man slowly becoming attuned to the surface world, Frank, one who wanders, seeking his purpose, Jacob, who hopes to participate in the Olympics, Sarah, an aspiring novelist who has written for the school newspaper on multiple occasions, Lisa . . ."


The listed off more names than seemed possible for a mind to remember. He covered students who had graduated, those who had just entered, those who struggled, and those who had a clear goal. With each one, both his tone of voice and face changed slightly, as if he was picturing that student in his mind and remembering them. Never once was he without at least one small fact to help one understand that student. Then . . . He merely listed off several more names.


"Aamor. Lezafold. Ross. Isolde. Gregory. Samuel. All students that would love nothing more than to live an ordinary life, unbounded by the supernatural . . . Just like you."


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[Twizinator]

After eavesdropping for a while, Alezarius turned on his heel and started heading back to the dorms, saying nothing to Habibah in his departure, not even a wave goodbye. This had been a waste of time. That Habibah girl would just get in the way, and there was no way he could do as he pleased with the headmaster there. He knew what that old coot really was. His father had told him.


As he walked he pondered how to next play his hand. He could not easily cross some people. Habibah, Frank, Raziel, Adrian, and likely Sanz all possessed enough power to hamper his ambitions, though Alex had some idea of how to deal with them. Frank would not get in his way so long as he did not directly attack the man. Adrian was just a matter of not being in the vicinity. Raziel he could deal with, but only if he adopted his true form. Alex smirked; the power of his true form was such that not even a demigod such as Habibah would be able to take him lightly. Speaking of Habibah, she and Sanz would likely be the trickiest. Demigods had a tendency of being aggravating to deal with. He would just have to play it safe, learn their weaknesses.


Alex's thoughts briefly turned to Samuel. That boy was weak, but he'd tried to stand up to Alex earlier. What kind of creature was he? No matter. He was easily dealt with. Alex smirked; he could just have an underling or two put him in his place. No need for Alex to act against such a weak opponent. Isolde, on the other hand, would be a little more...delicate. She was a succubus, immune to charisma-based supernatural abilities. He hated to admit it, but he might have to put her in her place the hard way, as well. He'd try not to hurt that pretty face, but if she struggles she brings it upon herself.


"Damn saltsnake..." he muttered as he walked. The rain was still pouring and he was maybe halfway back to his dorm.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Habibah heard the words and decided to make a quick retreat. Alex had already left so she wouldn't have to worry about him doing anything on the way back. With the headmaster there, she couldn't truly investigate the barrier or the being inside. It was irritating to her that she had to leave her curiosity unsatisfied, but at least she knew that she could get back without Alex bugging her. Her quick steps took her through the forest quickly and she stared up at the rainy sky. If only the stars were out tonight. If only.

 

[Twizinator]

Alex exited the forest, getting more drenched now that he had no trees to shelter him from the rain. He was almost to the dorms when he heard footsteps behind him. Habibah had been moving at a faster pace and was exiting the forest, gaining on him. He stopped and turned to face her as she approached.


"You're power is commendable, daughter of Bastet," he said, serious and assertive, "but so is my own. However, believe it or not, I do not like conflict. Stay out of my way, and I will stay out of yours." With that, he turned on his heel and effortlessly leapt up to the window of his room, opened it and disappeared inside. The window shut, the light turned on, and Alex began disrobing. No sense going to bed soaking wet. He didn't seem to notice or care that his body from the waist-up was easy to see from the window.

 

[Cyrionessa]

The green eyes flickered up at the window, noting the muscles that were obviously well-developed on his body. "Ah, Alezarius." She was perfectly aware that he couldn't hear her as she grew out her claws and climbed up the brick on the walls. "If you only understood what you did by challenging me by your words." As she climbed up next to his window, she glanced in one more time. "You know, you'd actually be attractive if you weren't such a prick. Too bad. You'd probably enjoy my company." Without another word, she quickly scaled her way back up to her room, opening the window quickly and closing it behind.


"Have fun on your night run?" Isolde was still on the computer, obviously deep in a game.


"Yeah." Habibah stripped out of the leather and hung it up to air dry. In naught but the essentials, she went over to sit in the window, gazing out across the campus. "I've learned enough this night to know what my plans are for the morrow."


"And those are...?" Isolde looked back at her for a second, a hint of worry on her face.


"I'll be building my own little empire among the male population." Habibah smirked into the distance. "Alex thinks that he's the king of this campus? I'm going to become the queen and see how he reacts to that."


"As long as I'm not involved, I don't care." Isolde turned back to her game.


"If you are, I'll have enough people to keep Alex away from you." Habibah knew which buttons to push. "Or you can go it alone and see what happens if and when he manages to get you alone."


Isolde sat there in silence for a minute. "Fine. What am I in your kingdom then?"


"My right hand woman. You're beautiful and you're talented in the art of seduction." Habibah's face curled into a sly grin. "You can get me information and favors when I can't. You're my secret weapon."


"....maybe you should sleep on this for a while." Isolde sighed.


"Oh, I plan to sleep." Habibah's eyes narrowed in thought. "And dream of taking apart Alex's little empire. One piece at a time."

 

[Ixidor92]

(I am making the executive decision to move forward to the next day, as this thread is pretty stalled otherwise. @MControl I will do a private correspondence with you over what happens between the headmaster and Renault, as no one else is there to see it, and it is holding up the flow.)


Raziel awoke with a loud yawn, his alarm clock blaring at the bedside table. He smacked it once before making his way out of bed and to the shower. It read 6:15. Admittedly early, but Raziel was an early riser, and liked to read for pleasure before heading off to school . . . also he took obscenely long showers. His gaze traveled briefly to the window . . . where it was still pouring buckets.


"Damn . . . I'll need to work on that."


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"A~~~~~nd . . . One-hundred and two."


Armin was greeted by a groan from beneath the covers opposite his bed. He was standing right next to his roommate's bunk, with a thermometer in his hand.


"Well, maybe next time you won't go galavanting around in a downpour and give away your only protection."


"I thought I'd be fine against a cold . . ."


"Well this isn't a damn cold is it?"


Armin raised an eyebrow at the son of Tyr lying beneath the sheets before letting out a sigh.


"Right. You stay there for the day, get better. I'll get my umbrella back myself. And DON'T let me catch you trying to head to class, you'll just make it worse."


Another groan emanated from the sheets

 

[Cyrionessa]

Habibah awoke with a smile on her face, stretching her long tanned limbs. Her eyes were alight with mischief and ideas, all of which were floating in her head. Her classes yesterday had introduced her to some possibilities. A few guys as an entourage would make things perfect, wouldn't it? Ever since leaving, she'd dreamed of what it would be like to be surrounded by guys. Now was the time to find out.


Isolde rolled over in bed, mumbling something about "five more minutes." The young succubus looked thoroughly tousled at this point and didn't seem to be close to waking up.


"Rise and shine, beautiful." It was unclear if Habibah was talking to Isolde or herself. "Today, everything is going to change."


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Aamor awoke with a start and braced herself for the echoing psychic energy that was going to still be moving around after her dreams last night. Each psychic wave slammed into her repeatedly before finally dissipating. With a sigh, she got out of bed and moved over to her shower. Time to make herself less grungy and go back to observing classes. Again.


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Anya was already up and about, walking throughout the campus giving off this delicious scent. It was her way of giving the students the burst of energy they needed with her "aromatherapy." One whiff and the student would be awake now matter how tired they were. She sent a rose scent in the direction of Adrian's living quarters as per usual, then went off into the woods in order to to check on the animals. All of this was routine, of course, and she expected nothing to deviate from normal.

 

[Twizinator]

"Achoo!"


"So much for being 'pretty hardy'," Ryrax teased.


"Shud ub," Samuel muttered, his speech hampered by the fact that he could not breathe at all through his nose. "Id's just a cold, I'll be fine afder a liddle while. Probably before math even ends."


He stood from his bed and readied himself for his second day of class. His hair took the longest; he'd never gotten it cut in his life and it always seemed to enjoy looking utterly ridiculous in the mornings. After almost fifteen minutes of frustrated combing he finally got it looking normal. He headed out the door, hesitating for only a moment to check his tie in the mirror, and made his way down the stairs. He opened his umbrella as he stepped outside, hearing the steady pittering of rain against his shelter of polyester. Soon he made it to the main building, and in no time he found himself sitting in his desk by the window. Just like yesterday, he was the first one into the room. He sighed as he stared out the window, the dismal gloom of heavy rain covering the campus. Hopefully math wasn't too boring or me may just pass out. Despite what he said, he did feel pretty under the weather.


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Alex was in an irritable mood as he walked through the rain. He hadn't bothered last night, but as he strolled to his first hour math class, the air hissed as the rain evaporated before even contacting him. The air shimmered as heat radiated from Alex, denying the rain any satisfaction of getting him wet this time. He wouldn't even be outside if he didn't know that the redhead succubus had the same first-hour class.


As he entered the building he let his heat aura dissipate. A cool half-grin formed as he ran a hand through his crimson hair, gold eyes gleaming with ambition. He licked his lips slowly in anticipation for the coming day. Would he succeed? How much would she resist? Would anyone interfere? All were thoughts that entertained him exceedingly. He always enjoyed seeing how the serfs struggled.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Aamor walked into the first period math class and took her chair to the side of the students where she could keep a good eye on each and every one of them. The teacher, a pale-faced vampire named Mr. Stevens, noted her appearance and handed her a notebook to take note of particularly bothersome students in class. Aamor simply nodded, knowing that there was no need to even speak. Mr. Stevens spoke few words; he only really talked when he was teaching and at that point you couldn't get him to shut up. Aamor relaxed back into her chair and waited for the first students to come in.


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Isolde quickly entered the classroom and was surprised since she was normally first to everywhere she went. She looked around uncertainly before choosing the seat that was closest to the door. She picked out a red notebook for notes and started drawing on some loose leaf paper. Her eyes did not dare look up and around her because she didn't want either the teacher or the observer to think she was staring. Isolde recognized the observer as the odd girl that had been with the others yesterday in the athletic building.


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Habibah walked into English in pristine condition, as always. Her eyes traveled around the room for a moment when she saw exactly what she was looking for: a handsome young man for her to woo into her entourage. Once she had an entourage of men, she would be able to send them off to find out whatever she needed to know. As she sat down in the desk next to the guy, his eyes lit up.


"U-umm...hey." He stuttered slightly at first. "Guess we're going to be next to each other this semester."


"I guess so." She shot back a radiant smile. "Seems like I'll be having some good company."


The guy grinned and chuckled at that statement. They continued talking as the rest of the classroom began to fill up.

 

[Twizinator]

Samuel noticed Isolde enter, and was a little crestfallen when she took a seat on the opposite side of the room, but he had other things to occupy himself with. At the moment, he was struggling with his tie; he'd done his best to imitate how Raziel would tie it but Samuel's version was...lacking. It kept coming undone, and it was starting to get annoying.


"Rgh...Come on..." he grumbled under his breath as he struggled with it, using the window's reflection as his mirror. "Ray did id in a couple segonds...can't be that hard...almost god id...ahh...ACHOO!........bugger." The unfortunate timing of his sneeze made him let go of his tie, and he was back at square one, the two lengths of cloth parallel down his chest as he scowled in annoyance. It was honestly a rather humorous sight.


"You should've asked him how he did it," Ryrax advised, extremely audible compared to Samuel's self-mutterings. "This is just sad."


"A bid late for thad now, isn'd id?" Samuel retorted. "Nod my fauld nobody taughd a bloody orphan how to do a Windsor knod."


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Alex stepped into the first hour math classroom, scanning the first arrivals. He didn't seem to notice Samuel, barely glanced at Aamor, and focused his eyes on Isolde. With a chiding smile and a wink, he strode over and took a seat directly behind her. In seconds his feet were propped up on his desk, his chair wobbling on the two rear legs as he reclined.


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"Mmm...roses."


Adrian smiled to himself as he dressed. He slept in a little, but his first class wasn't until third hour anyway. He only taught Human Defense and Physical Education, after all. The rest of his duties consisted of...special measures. He donned his clothing surprisingly quickly for someone with only one arm and was out the door with a spring in his step. After a quick check of his watch, he determined he had time for a detour. By detour, he of course meant a stroll through the woods. Anya was probably checking on the wildlife.

 

[Ixidor92]

Armin walked into his ancient script class, letting out a sigh of annoyance. The day had already started out annoying, and he had a feeling it was just going to get worse from here.


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Raziel looked up at the sky as he walked out of the dorms. The rain still slicked off of his face like his skin was made of plastic, and he closed his eyes briefly.


"3:00 . . . that should be around when this finally ends. I need to work on my control."


As he made his way to ancient history class, his gaze couldn't help but travel to the small dwelling he now recognized as Aamor's. His mind was still abuzz with the questions from yesterday, but he didn't think he'd get a chance to ask them. He let out a slow breath and walked into his class.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Isolde didn't even really notice Alex because she was getting up and walking over to Samuel. "Tsk tsk." She smiled teasingly at him as she batted away his hands from the tie. "Let me do it." Quick as a flash, the tie was tied correctly and she was grinning down at him. "Seems that you have a few things to learn here." As she walked back to her seat, the smile faded a bit as she realized what she had just done on instinct. She had helped someone and not gone into extremely scared mode. Interesting. The smile crumbled completely when she sat back down and saw the person who had moved a desk behind hers. Alex.


Aamor observed from afar and her eyes narrowed at Alex. Well, at least she knew who to keep an eye on now.


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Anya knelt down in front of the twin fawns who were nosing up to her curiously. Their mother gave them a gentle nudge towards the dryad, trying to abate any fear that the two had. Anya's fingers stroked one little fawn's neck gently as she whispered in the universal Dryadic tongue that every animal understood.


"[Ah, you look so big now! Soon, you'll be growing antlers and putting on airs for the other pretty little fawns that will then be does!]" Her smile widened as she quickly whispered a secret spell under her breath that made a small mark appear on the fawn's neck. It symbolized that the fawn was from her woods and under her protection. She started working on the other fawn immediately, praising it as she did.

 

[Twizinator]

Ryrax held back laughter (fairly unsuccessfully) as Samuel sat in stunned silence. Normally he would have turned red in all his bashful glory, but he was too busy trying to comprehend what Isolde had just done. "...How did she do that...?" he mused to himself as he began intently studying the knot she'd tied for him.


Alezarius raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. His own tie was perfectly knotted, but left a little slack purposefully. His top two buttons of his shirt were undone to add to his delinquent appearance that somehow looked attractive on the half-dragon. Or it would to anyone who didn't know his personality.


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Adrian inevitably found himself within sight of Anya, fawning over a pair of...well, fawns. He chuckled at that thought and slowly walked over. As he approached, a tall and proud buck appeared from around his left side, staring him down calmly. "Heh. Pleasant morning, my friends," he said cheerfully. The buck snorted, its own way of returning his greeting.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Anya had just finished putting the second mark on the second fawn when she saw Adrian. Quickly, while he was still focused on the buck, she focused her magical energy on her own body so that she could make sure that she looked good and smelled good. The sweet smell of lavender rolled off of her skin as she recalled the smell of the lavender flowers. Her hair magically looked like it had been actually brushed from the night before. She was still in her dryad form but she was going to look decent.


"Oh Adrian." She turned to face him with a smile on her face. The leaves that were melded into her skin covered the proper areas just enough so that she was technically "decent." "I didn't see you there."


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Isolde sat back down at her desk. A part of her was half-tempted to move but she felt like that would be showing weakness. A thought struck her for a second and she acted on it.


"...u-ummm....Samuel?" She called over to him. "Maybe you can come over here with me?" This way at least she'd have someone not quite so intimidating near her.

 

[Twizinator]

Samuel started a little when he heard Isolde beckon. "Ah...sure..." he stood and moved himself and his schoolbag to the seat to Isolde's right. As he moved, he gave a cursory glance of the dark-haired girl. She seemed to be observing them. Was she older than he was?


"Keh. If you're gonna be jealous you could at least try to be subtle about it," Ryrax taunted at Alex, who replied with another raised eyebrow.


"Please don't," Samuel hissed through gritted teeth at his demonically-possessed right eye.


The pair fell silent before Ryrax perked up once more. "Oi, Izzy," he barked, "Teach this genius how to tie his own damn tie, would ya? As much as he'd enjoy it I doubt it would be practical for ya to do it for him every freakin' morning."


Samuel, totally red, had a look on his face of abject horror. He seemed prepared to give his life to anyone able to shut Ryrax up.


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"Didn't you, now?" Adrian said with mock surprise. "I find that hard to believe seeing as the forest keeps no secrets from you. You probably knew the moment I stepped outside!" he laughed. "Claimed the new fawns, I see," he said referring to the marks on the pair. "Good. That should keep them nice and safe."