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Oriens Academy [Phoenix Game]

" So THAT'S why they use such a large piece of wood. I never could find that any specifics when i read about some of these things. Ill keep this in mind for sure for next time. "


Victor turned around and just rested against the wall watching as the other students go. Jayus standing besides him, the seven foot tall giant still staying silent as ever.


Then the green haired boy said something, and was promptly chewed out by Mr. Richter. Apparently as well, Hes a human? Huh, that's interesting, first human he knows for sure is human here. And here he tried to take his knife yesterday at that, what a odd world. So he just glared at him. More or less baffled that he actually saw a human here in the first place.
 
And just like that... Azure began to feel like useless trash... He hoped that he could at the very least prove himself useful in battle... but he let that all go to his head, and not only messed up on this... but was shown that something like this was next to useless as well...


"..."


He didn't have it in him to say anything at all... he just pulled his weapon out of the ballistic gel after pulling on it hard enough, retracted it, and went to his seat without a word... he was dead inside...


-Why..... why did it end up like this...-


He looked all the way over at Kylier... he saw her looking at him with that smile, that very very satisfied smile... knowing her, she'd perfect the technique needed to do whatever... it didn't matter even if it was viable or not, she had magic on her side... it voids the entire point of the lesson... but then again, its likely more targeted towards the more helpless of individuals... Azure put his head on his desk, hunched over and all depressed... he might have been defeated horribly, but the teacher was at least not removing him from the class for his incompetence...


-hmm...-


Maybe this is why Kylier targets and for all intended purposes, practically owns Azure... is he... really that easy?
 
"Who's next... Miss Anya, what did you bring?" Richter asked, to which the cat produced her plain stake.


"I should have guessed. I guess now's a good time to display the classic method." he handed her a mallet. Carefully, Anya balanced the stake over the torso, readied the hammer, and gave it a tap.


"Here. With force." Richter guided her hands, and gave the stake a sharp whap. A few more hits, and it had wedged in enough to stand on its own. Anya gave it strikes with both hands now. It was strange... enjoyable. After a dozen or so hammers, she discovered the stake had gone all the way in.


"Very good." Richter commented, but even as he walked away, Anya stared at her handiwork. There was a strange release in this. She wanted to do it again.
 
"..."


-Why..... why does watching this hurt on the inside..... is it because he's going easy on her...? No... that's to be expected... she's only a child... is it because she actually got it where it was supposed to go? Erg... she did have help... I need to stop thinking...-


Already... Azure has had enough of this day
 
Before heading off to class and waking her new friend , Naval ran to the student council room. With a little help with air she has a small push from behind to get their faster. Chomping down on a piece of toast she came to a skidding stop in front of the council door. Knocking on it before entering she stopped a few inches away from the student council's desk and gave her a wave.


"Hello, I came here for a request. I Naval and my friend Orion wish to be part of the Disciplinary Squad. Rumors got around saying half the council and squad left and I thought you could use more help. So I offer myself and him to your aid but only if that is ok with you."
 
Rose smiled as she took Lily's hand. Good. Now she had a vice president and a secretary as well. "Good. Just let me get some keys for you guys. Then you can come and go as you wish." Rose went behind her desk and opened one of the locked drawers, pulling out two key rings. She then handed Lily and Bolt each a key. "Now these are something of a master key. It will open just about any room in the castle except student rooms. Classrooms, training halls, the weaponry storages and even the Detention Room. Though we haven't really needed to put anyone in that room in a long time."


Then in came the sylph from last night, asking for her and her friend to join the student disciplinary squad. This was good. They needed more members, however, she couldn't let just anyone in. There had been rumors of corruption within the squad for a long time already. The risks of that was high, especially when the committee usually don't work together for long periods of time, like the council did. "Well, we need members, but I can't just let everyone who wants in to join. I can give you a one week trial period to see how you do first I suppose. What do you guys think of this?" The last part was aimed toward Lily and Bolt. They were part of the council too now, so it'd be best to let them have some power as well.


~~~~~


Vash's eyes widened as Richter showed off the wardrobe prize for the best project. "You're giving us the door to Narnia?!"


As some students stepped up to show off their projects, Vash waited in anticipation for his turn. A spear, a rifle and an old-fashioned mallet. Everyone seemed to be choosing something different. Just as emo Azure began to sulk more, Vash all but jumped out of his seat. "Me! Me! Me next! Me!"


Vash got out of his seat and ran as far from the dummy as he could. Opening the pouch at his side, two stakes came floating out. Each had a long iron nail hammered in through the base, allowing him to move them as he wished by manipulating the magnetic fields around them. They spun around his body like in orbit as Vash gave a large grin. One stopped in front of him, moving to point to the torso across from him. If it was about accuracy, his eyes rarely failed him.


Lining the point with the sternum, Vash pointed his finger out like a gun and when he pretended to fire it, the stake sped through the air and hit the dummy, knocking it over. He rushed over and upon closer inspection, saw the sternum cracked but the stake had not gone all the way through. "Ah, poo," he pouted. But his frown soon became a wide grin as he span toward the class. "Well, looks like I lost. Oh well. I guess I'll never meet Aslan." He hopped back to his seat, nudging Riff to go next.


(I'll do Riff next post. In case Richter wants to tear Vash apart.)
 
"Ferric..." Richter said to himself, removing the stake. "Your method's impressive, but the push of the nail has damaged the stake itself. If you hit a wall you'd split the wood and be left unarmed. You should think about this in the future."


Placing the stake on his desk, he called out, "Who's next?"
 
-Hmm... I don't quite understand the nature of his ability... its some sort of telekinesis...-


"I will this time..."


Kylier took the ballistics gel and set it up on a desk at the end of the room.


-...! ..... You cheater...-


She walked back across the room, to the end, and took out her own stake. She had it quite sharpened down, so that it still is as its heart the stake, but made it into more of a throwing dagger like shape... after focusing for a few moments, she threw it dead ahead at the gel, and it stuck itself into the ballistics gel, becoming embedded into it where its heart is. It didn't going in to far, but it was certainly enough to at least reach and penetrate were the heart would be...


What Azure saw was greatly different however... she had used illusions to cloak herself. Her actions became completely unnoticeable, to the rest, Azure only was able to see through due to the power of his Shadow Edge. What she had really done while she was setting it up, was already thrust the weapon into the ballistics gel, then walk back to where she had set up her illusion... It didn't matter if she was inaccurate or not, a melee thrust at a stationary target will always land... Azure couldn't help but grit his teeth seeing this...


With that, Kylier went back to her seat
 
Richter pulled out Kylier's creation; it had been whittled down to the not very imposing size and shape of a throwing knife. "...Did you really bring a wooden knife in? What even told you that was a good idea. Wood is fragile, especially when it's thin like this." to prove his point, he snapped it with his thumb. "And that's not even getting into all the problems inherent with throwing knives. Look how shallow this wound is, even when you did hit it. This is just a terrible weapon. Next."
 
Azure looked over at Kylier, hearing his words must of had some sort of effect on her, after all, it seemed silly using something that fragile... But Kylier didn't really seem to care. He figured that she just wanted to get it over with, and not waste time on an being criticized over being useless, and at least seem like she could do at least something.


-In the end though... she's still better than me...... ugh...-
 
Orion smiled.


"I don't see that being an issue, a one week trial will be more than enough to show our usefulness"


-This could be fun-


"What do you say, Little One?"





Orion wasn't sure that he really wanted to be a part of something that would inevitably thrust him into confrontation with others, especially without a full grasp on all of his power, but then again, he believed that with Little One around he would be perfectly fine
 
Seeing as he was the only one left, Riff stood up and quietly set up a dummy, stepping back from it, though not as much as Vash did. Once at a distance he deemed suitable, he pulled out his project.


It looked like a crossbow, but there was a wheel on the bottom of it, one that resembled a revolver's chamber. The chamber held about 15 stakes. Each were 1 inch in diameter and 7 in length. They were tipped with hollow iron tips, sharpened to a point and inside each stake was a small capsule filled with holy water. In the back of the gun was a rolling mechanism designed to automaticaly pull the bow string back to firing position between shots.


To be honest, this was not a completely new idea or design. It used to be a prototype weapon Mel had years back. But with her lack of affinity for ranged weapons, it was cast aside until last night when she allowed Riff to modify it for the homework assignment. He didn't have to do much, just change the chamber to hold miniature stakes instead of the thin iron bolts that had been intended for it. He did make the stakes himself though, widdling some wood from a tree outside to a manageable size. Large enough to do what he needed but small enough to fire successive shots.


Lining up the sight with the torso, Riff fired once. His aim was not as accurate as Vash's and the stake, if you could still call it that, sunk into the ballistic gel just going through the outer edge of the sternum. However, that was when the holy water would come in handy. With Riff's powers, he could've frozen the water within, making it break out and pierce further and wider that the initial strike zone.


But this was just an assignment to break the sternum with the stake, so Riff supposed her failed with this one. Oh well. He went back to his seat in silence.


(Yes, I pretty much took Van Helsing's crossbow.)
 
Richter yanked out the bolt. A small amount of holy water splashed onto his hand, and a rancid burning smell filled the room. "Not bad." he said, looking at the bubbling flesh.


"Next."
 
Victor pulled himself off from the wall, to talk to the blonde haired boy. The crossbow he had, well, it was particularly interesting. He scooted over and with a sincere and curious voice. He spoke. " Hey, umm, excuse me. your the blonde boy from a couple days ago no? With the black haired girl, who if i recall may have not taken my gesture too well. Well uh- how did you make that crossbow? It is one, very very interesting design if i may say. "


Jayus following behind stood over looking over down at his contraption. Then looking over to the boy.
 
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Lily happily took her key. It wasn't so much the prestige or influence she got from being on the council that she wanted, though those were useful tools as well, but that very key. The day during which she would enact her plans was close at hand- she could almost taste whatever flavor complete and utter domination was.


Perhaps strawberry- Lily liked strawberry.


Then the two new wannabe disciplinarians entered the room. It would be useful to have such incompetent-looking members on the committee, as it was easy to trick morons. Lily quickly agreed with Rose.


"Speaking from my experience on the committee, that seems like a good plan. For any aspiring members of the disciplinary committee, actually. We'll really have to discuss this situation soon, though, because the place is a mess and it's up to us to straighten it out."


Lily decided to jump right in, as she had initiative. Vision. Synergy. Win-win cloud-based big data game-changers with major sustainability. Or something.
 
(Not sure if Rose and the others will make it to class, but I can bring a loli.)


Bunny paced outside the classroom for a good ten minutes, occasionally glancing into the window of the door to look at the other students and their projects. Should she go in or not? She had been debating this question for a while now. She wasn't a student anymore, so wouldn't that raise suspicions? At least with that Riff guy. She didn't think she'd be in danger even if she had told the Vash kid precisely what her plan was.


In the end, she supposed she should go in and after taking a deep breath, she opened the door. "Sorry, I'm late."


~~~~~


Riff glanced over at Victor, somewhat recognizing him. His golden eyes scanned over the boy's face, trying to find any hint of deception, but it seemed that he was truly curious about the weapon and only that. "I didn't make this. My mistress did. I merely modified it a bit. How she came up with this, I don't know. And even if I did, I probably wouldn't be allowed to speak of it."
 
"A week sounds wonderdul.'


She nodded to the president before nodding to Orion. When situations would call for partners her an Orion would be perfect. What she lacked in strength he had and he could also handle most of the talking.


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"Indeed you are." Richter said, staring the girl up and down. "Your clothes are... acceptable, I guess. But you left me to teach the class all by myself, and now it's almost over."
 
Victor held up his hand to his chin and spoke looking at him, occasionally glancing over to the crossbow. " Well, it appears she has quite the talent for making a weapon. Ill also respect your mistress's on your decision not to talk about the creation of this weapon, if that is what she wanted in the end even if I were to ask. "


Victor stood up a bit more straight and looked at him once more. " Thank you, i was just a bit curious that's all. " He said straightening his strange hat that made him look a bit taller than how he actually was, and walking over to the wall again just looking over the classroom currently until they were dismissed.
 
Bolt took his key with a grin, eyeing it as he inspected it from all angles. This might very well come in handy. A useful little trinket to say the least.


Upon the two prospective disciplinary squad members coming into the room, Bolt listened intently to Rose's course of action. He didn't disagree entirely, but he did think Rose was far too accepting. She was even too accepting of him offering to be the secretary. As long as he was here, Bolt ought to actually put some work in. An unsatisfied scowl crossed his face momentarily, before returning to a neutral expression. These two didn't seem like the disciplinary squad types...


"... A one week trial will be counter productive if you can't do the job in the first place." He theorized, more thinking out loud than anything. "Having two wannabe disciplinary squad members with no qualifications running around might bother other students and faculty." He added, rubbing his chin, surprised he even cared enough to think about it. What did he care about this place? All he wanted was to cure himself of vampirism.


But as long as I'm here, I need to play the part... He thought, thinning of a solution.


"Do you bring any knowledge, experience or abilities to the table in regards to being a member of the disciplinary squad?" He asked, thinking of his next question, depending on how the two answered.
 
Orion didn't like the way this guy was talking down about him and even less that his talking down meant that he was talking down about his new friend.


This guy irritates me, I don't care too much for his attitude





"How about a personal demonstration?"





Orion violently snaps his fingers towards the guy who made the haughty comments, super-heating the key in his hand.





"I'm sure our abilities will serve quite fine, as for the knowledge, we're fast learners. I assure you anyone who is found to breaking rules or doing anything they shouldn't... can and will be dealt with"





His face never seemed to change from a grin but his tone was stern and didn't match his facial expression at all.


 
Rose began to smile as everyone seemed inclined to the idea of a trial, but soon frowned when Bolt verbally disagreed with her idea. Thinking on it, she supposed he was right, but they were really tight on hands and could really use the help. But once she saw Orion snap at Bollt and the key in the secretary's hand growing red, she started to feel less than enthused at the new recruits.


She smacked Orion's hand down, glaring at him. "That sort of demonstration was not necessary, Orion. That was blatant abuse of your powers. And in front of the people who could easily strip you of your post as well. I suggest you stop it. Now."


The half-elf looked over to Bolt's key and back again, addressing both Orion and Naval. "I don't know what you guys think this trial is. But it isn't a joke. This is not a test to see how well you handle situations or troublemakers. It is to see if you can gain the trust of the students. During this week, you are at the mercy of your fellow classmates. They are the ones who will judge you. They are the ones who decide your fate. Any complaints filed with the student council about your actions will be investigated. Any complaints proven true will earn you a strike. 3 strikes and you are out of a job." Her gaze focused on Orion now. "You've already got one against you."


"Now are we clear?"


~~~~~


Riff stared after Victor, a bit confused, as he so easily walked away. Odd, but it could be considered a blessing since he didn't push for any details. And he complimented Mel, which was also a good thing.


~~~~~


Bunny frowned at Richter. "Well, sorry for not owning any pant suits. I didn't think I'd need them when I enrolled." She looked to the ground as he pointed out that class was nearing an end. "I said I was sorry, didn't I? Anyway, you never actually told me what my duties would be as a teacher's aide. I'm not even sure if this is official yet."


"Is . . . is there anything I can do to help with what little class is left?"
 
"Hm, your duties as my personal assistant?" Richter considered, looking off. "I guess whatever comes to mind. You can start by helping me clean up all these torsos."


"Oh, by the way." he added. "If you're late again, I'll let Miss Darlingtonia dress you. Punishment games seem like they'll be fun, and she means it'll be rather funny if I win."
 
Orion had let his emotions get the better of him and because of that almost blew their chance.


-3 strikes...and already down 1. That was a dumb move-


"Sorry about that, you've made yourself very clear"





Orion drops his head as he realizes the uncouth behavior he just displayed.





"I apologize for my rash actions, and promise to take this trial seriously, thank you for the opportunity."
 
Lily found her hand on her face as one of the two moron wannabes visibly threatened a new student council member using his powers. Sometimes stupid could be useful, but Lily had the feeling that this was that other kind of stupid. Rose couldn't be blamed at all for blowing up at the guy.


At the same time, Bolt seemed to be under the wrong impression. He was new so it was understandable, but they were hurting for new disciplinary committee members. They didn't need experience or skillsets- just competence. They were not in the position to demand quality at the moment.


"Well, I have a few ideas that I wanted to discuss in-depth later regarding the disciplinary committee that might help things along, but maybe it would be better to hash things out sooner rather than later."
 
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