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Oriens Academy [Phoenix Game]

Skyia nodded hearing this. Giving him a wave before he went into the classroom. Well, guess she could start going to class now, what room was it again? Oh right! She knows where it is. Off she slithered, this specific classroom being the same one that Ms. Espinosa was in. It wouldn't take her too long to reach the classroom.


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Victor sat up a bit, his eyes just staring over the the girl. What was she? 9? 11? whatever, but shes absolutely tiny compared to everyone else here.


So he glanced around briefly seeing how the others would react. A couple of them, seeming a little hesitant to offer to go up. He was about to offer to go up, but then the pink haired girl offered, spouting out some weird stuff. Some geek? Myeh, it didn't really matter to him, he would just lie back into his seat and see how that pans out. Lifting his lens again and starts to mess around with it again.
 
Curtis watched as a boy with strange eyes raised his hand, then little girl from yesterday, then- Kylier? Was Kylier really volunteering to fight a little girl? The little girl didn't seem very old- he'd walked in on her playing dress-up, for chrissake!


No, if Kylier was seriously volunteering for this, she was either extremely incompetent, or a bitch. Curtis wasn't really sure which was worse, to be honest- he was just glad he didn't get volunteered.
 
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Lerrus just smiled at the people putting their hand up. Was that some sort of 12 year old? Another who put their hand up before the teacher even finished looked like they would need a new pair of pants.


He didn't want to particularly hurt anyone (read as: being a lazy ass bum) so leant back in his chair and chose not to raise his hand, his arms crossed where he sat.
 
Mr. Khan looked around to see the new hands suddenly being raised. Closing his eyes, Mr. Khan shot his arms out, pointing two different directions with his index finger. Eyes still closed, the distal phalange of Mr. Khan's index fingers shot outwards in those directions. The bones landed on the seats of Elaem and Lerrus.


Mr. Khan opened his eyes. "Okay then" Mr. Khan started "If you have one of my finger bones, then it's your turn to fight. Step up here." Mr. Khan moved his desk and chair all the way to the corner, then headed back in front of the chalkboard.
 
Lerrus sighed.


Just my luck.


"You have a curious idea of the definition of volunteer sir."


He got out of his chair gracefully and walked towards the front with confidence. Unless someone pulled magic out of their ass (which he assumed shouldn't happen, if it did though he may meet in kind) or was ridiculously strong then this should be easy enough.


Even if they were strong, there were techniques for that.


He brushed down his clothes a bit and waited for the other person (Elaem) to come up so he could go into fighting stance. Time to show what having a blackbelt in a 'real-life' martial art meant. He noticed the person had really weird blue colour eyes. Their race? Magic? He just hoped they weren't something that gave them an unfair advantage. It was at times like these he wished he was full demon so that he could these kind of things easier, than basically a human with a magic he can't ever use in combat except necessary scenarios.


He could feel his Door trying to reach out to the mans eyes, like they were permanently on with magic. Usually magic was stored away in a body so had little issue, however magic out in the open his Door did NOT enjoy magic running constantly. After all, that thing sought out magic like its his sisters killer or something.


Nah, he must be just going paranoid. The lack of romancing of late must be messing his brain.


((Im off to sleep as its 3:30am, I'll check in morning))


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Elaem




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Elaem looked behind him as he saw the other 2 raise their hands, he panicked big time not only were they girls but they were the worst candidates to go up against him making sure he would lose to them, I mean a 10 year old girl that is really adorable and the awes would pretty much make him go blind and get his ass whooped by her, and then the creepy illusion girl whom is just... creepy. He really wanted to put his hand down but then seemed to have a moment of relief when Khan picked a different person for him to fight. The guy was handsome, with really long hair... But that was really not what Elaem was looking at, he saw the destructive power that simply raged within the energy was purely destructive it seems, and due to it's boldness Elaem could see through it easily.





--Dark stuff huh... It is an unarmed combats class so I guess he wont use his magic.-- he thought to himself





Elaem walked up to the guy and extended his hand for a shake.


"Um... Hopefully we have a good fight." he said to him





Elaem's eyes glowed a very translucent and majestic blue the shading chaging from time to time, as if analyzing the guy.
 
Lily was honestly expecting some civil discussion or a wall of explanations from Bunny, but was instead met with with what looked like a trembling, despair-ridden, pitiable little thing. Lily didn't generally give a **** about whining and sobbing and what have you. It was an easy way out of trouble, and easy to fake.


But Lily had a certain weakness for cute. She couldn't help but feel deplorable concern ripping at her chest. Bunny just wanted to know where they got those things so she could talk it over, right? So what was the harm in telling?


"Oh, hey, don't cry... we got it from-"


"Wait. No. What? Why does she need to know? Why does she want to know? Shouldn't she be more concerned with what the materials say than where we managed to get them? Don't fall for it. She is a ****, and like half of her fanclub when they find that out, I'm throwing all the paraphernalia away."





"Yeah, what Richter said. Also? You'd better not have been thinking bad things about Anya when we were playing dressup together. That's not something friends should do. Also also? You need Jesus."
 
Rose's eyes went to Azure as he came into the room, looking well, if not good as new. Seeing this, she let out a sigh of relief. He was okay. He was safe. This was good. Any feelings of doubt and regret about the fight from last night left her, leaving her feeling refreshed and ready.


Now feeling better, she gave her full attention to the boys heading toward the front of the room. She wondered if there was enough room for a spar, but she'd never give up a show.


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"I-it's genuine, but . . . " Bunny quickly looked to the floor, hugging herself tighter as she backed away. There was a look on her face, a mixture of anger and shame. "I . . . I don't want to talk about it. I-I don't even want to remember it." Tears began forming at the corners of her eyes.


So far, so good. It didn't look like Richter would be easily swayed but Lily showed a sign of weakness, if only for a moment. Now to really drive it home. From the looks of it, that stack of papers Richter had was pretty thin. Most likely, they just covered one case. That would be easy to twist. As for the witness statements, it could be chalked up to jealousy or misunderstandings. This was perhaps going to be one of her best performances yet, like when she convinced those men back in 1914 to assassinate a man she disliked. As if killing off a leader would actually allow them to form an independent nation so easily.


As Lily mentioned Anya and Jesus, Bunny seemed to be at her breaking point. "I would never do anything to you or Anya. I do have Jesus. I-" And then came Richter's laughter. She actually hadn't expected that, but her little improv couldn't ask for a better opening. She immediately slapped the vampire, tears running down her face. "I'm so happy you find what that bastard did to me so funny!"


She then stepped back, eyes wide as if she had not meant to say what she did. Her hands went to cover her mouth. "I-I didn't mean to say . . . I . . . I have to go." Bunny then ran off, covering her face in her hands. She continued to run until she found a nice secluded corner. The perfect place to hide when one revealed secrets they didn't want known. Sitting down, pushing herself as deep as she could go, she began sobbing, determined not to break character.
 
Richter let out a rumbling laugh. "She's really freaking out. I thought only children cried that hard."


"Still, this is a chance to have... what do they call it? An emotional breakthrough? I'll stand and watch, but you can continue if you want. Maybe use this to bond with her."


"Provided, of course, she's acting genuine." he added.
 
Lily nodded. Richter was right- she needed to go after Bunny. Even if the Angel wasn't as she seemed, they were still friends probably. And friends helped out with emotional breakthroughs and stuff.


"I will bond with her."


Still, as Richter said, Lily couldn't be certain that she was acting genuine. It was really convincing, of course, but Lily was a liar and a faker. She knew well that what Bunny did was an easy performance with practice. She would attempt to keep this in mind and be careful.


"Make copies of those papers just in case."


And with that, Lily chased Bunny out to her secluded little area where nothing bad would happen ever. Lily lowered herself to Bunny's level, and patted her tenderly on the shoulder.


"Hey... I'm still your friend, you know? If something is bothering you, you can talk to me about it. Whatever it is sounds pretty bad, after all."
 
As Stephanie lerks in the in very shadows of the school she realized she could spy on anyone and not be seen but then came to an agreement that it would be to much work to stay hidden for that long. She sighed to herself as she sucked on her lollipop.


She peaks out of the shadows slightly and sees no one around " Guess everyones busy to bad " she said out loud to nobody but herself sarcastically. She fully steps out and sits in the middle of all the dorms thinking if she should stay here.


She lies back staring upward before closing her crismon eyes at this point not caring if someone found her cause if someone did she'll have something to do. She slipped her earphones in and put her sucker in her mouth letting it rest between her teeth and on her tounge so she could save the flavour.
 
Lerrus quirked an eyebrow at the everchanging hue in his eyes as they looked him over.


"I know I'm the best eyecandy this side of town, but its rather disturbing the way you are looking at me.


Besides~ I said before, I don't go for guys, no matter how girly."


His voice was almost seductive, like he was trying to hit on him. It was kind of his natural way of speaking, but it would also hopefully have the effect of confusing them. It was at that point that he would then strike.


He came in in a flash with a high kick to the chin. Not a full on strike as most expected, but brushing the tip of his jaw. A move often in boxing, brushing the chin, is used if they are skilled enough to send a brain rattling.

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Regardless what happened, he would then rush in with two knuckles protruded from the fist into the kidneys at a high speed punch. Lerrus was not strong, so he relied on his speed. The kick would give him extra time to do the punch because they would be still worrying about their face hopefully.


His next move would be a sidestep to one side and then rebound from that into the air into a flying knee kick to the chest. As he went up with the kick, he would wrap his arm around them and while falling would bring him down to ground with gravity and technique, wrapping the legs around him, into a guillotine choke hold. Seemed like the best time to demonstrate it anyhow. If he managed that, it was a simple matter of bringing the legs out to squeeze them to show they are locked.
 

Elaem




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Elaem's eyes were not simply a decoration unlike what that boy was saying, the fact he didn't shake Elaem's hand was a mistake, Elaem tilted his head to the side to avoid the kick, it was pretty light forced meaning there was probably another technique he would use to act as a counter weight, Elaem still had the hand he was holding out to shake near his chest, Elaem lunged forward and grabbed the boys neck from the left with his right arm, he kicked the boys unused leg as a counter force, he swiftly sent the force of Elaem's punch to aid in the fact that he was throwing him off his feet, luckily this would probably veer the course of his punches as he would be at a different trajectory, I mean the boy can't fly so he probably can't get away from that flip, but maybe he'll catch himself who knows.


Elaem remained with a grim face. Staring down his opponent.


"I don't think trying to surprise your opponent by mocking them with really bad insults is good strategy, Also however your voice may work on girls, it just seems really girly in my opinion. Makes me feel like you want to use it on guys for some reason." he said





Elaem shivered to the guys voice in all honesty, it was extremely creepy it felt like he was trying to get something going, he really needed to do something about that. That 1990's paperback cover pirate romance novel from Spain act doesn't really work on people. He could imagine the guy saying "Mi Amore" to every girl he saw and thought he had a chance.


Elaem remained with his guard up, the boy might back up and think of a new strategy after Elaem forced some distance, between them.
 
There was definitely magic in his eyes. His Door was near screaming at his head. It was an annoying side effect in that even with the Door closed, it still seeked magic like no tomorrow in destruction. Gave him annoying headaches. Looks like for the more magical classes he will need to dose up on painkillers.


He flipped mid-air and using his hands to do a form of handstand jump, flipped back and landed. Being chased by many angry males after he seduced their girl meant he had to run over buildings and such. Being agile was pretty sweet.


Lerrus dusted himself down and crossed his hands and stared into him. He then walked back to his seat.


While walking he said "I'm done here. I'm not going to fight with such a clear disadvantage."


He walked with confidence. There was no sense of loss since it was an unfair fight to begin with. He didn't see the point to waste effort.


As he sat he leaned back and relaxed into the chair.


"His magic is basically passive so its hard to tell, but its definitely there. I don't see the point sparring for a situation so rare such as them having some sort of magic in their eyes. If we were to fight fair, my magic would have killed his eyes as soon as it could."


The images in his head of the black mass shooting forward to his eyes and probably his brain doing so where not pleasant. It would be really tiring on him too. He had no idea how much magic that would destroy, not knowing their strength.
 
Espinosa continued brushing the artifact as she noticed Skyia slither into the room. "You know it is late, but I know you got lost before so I understand, and it is a Study Hall. Just make sure to arrive in a prompt manner next time." She turned back to the device and continued cleaning it. She reached under her desk as she pulled out a few different artifacts, these one was from the time of the war. It was series of bullets. Most of the material was rather rusted from time, while others were incredibly warp from being shot.


She glanced at them and used her brush and began cleaning them. She glanced at Skyia, "Oh do you have any studying you need to catch up on?"
 

Elaem




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Elaem got a bit confused at his mention of magic then he realized the boy was mistaking his eyes for magic, he sighed and said.


"They aren't really magic, I honestly don't know what they are. But If you want I can use a blind fold are something... sorry I was just kinda, born with these." he points at his eyes when he said that


He felt kinda bad, the boys magic seemed to want to kill his eyes permanently, it seemed painful to contain. Well Elaem still wanted to see this guys skill. So he asked the professor.


"Well Mr.Khan this isn't really a good demonstration... If you approve I could blindfold myself or he can use his magic in a more open enviroment... But I guess I'll take a seat..." Elaem said to the professor only


He walked back to his seat, and his eyes began to show a more normal color slowly, still being a bright cyan hue, Elaem felt kinda bad that he had such an unfair advantage over such a skilled boy, he sort of didn't deserve it.


"Wait..." he whispered to himself


--Unfair advantage? What is he talking about!? I don't even know how to use magic!! This is my only defense against other powerful races, expect me to excel in this unarmed combat but aside from that my skills and eyes are the only things I have to fight. Please. If this were an all out fight that guy would have a mountain of advantages.--


Elaem remained silent but with an angry look, the nerve on that prick to say that. He needs to think things through a bit before he says anything, but so did Elaem.
 
As she heard Lily's voice, Bunny looked up. Right on time. The alraune placed a hand on the angel's shoulder, patting it tenderly and as she did so, Bunny started bawling, as if a dam in her just burst. She clung to Lily, crying into the girl's sweater. "T-those papers *hic* Who would *hic* who would do something like that?"


She soon calmed down, wiping the last of her tears on her sleeve. "I-I'm sorry," she told Lily, eyes on the floor. She pulled her legs up to her chin. "Those papers . . . they're real, but . . . but they aren't true. I am a good angel. I would never do anything like that." She hugged her legs tighter, taking a deep breath and a moment, as if recalling a memory.


"Back in Heaven, there was another angel who seemed to like me. Why he did, I don't know. It's not like I'm that attractive. I look like a child after all. Still, he used to follow me around and he seemed real nice. He helped me out with errands and he would always listen to me. Well, one day when we were working in God's private garden when he asked me out. I . . . I refused and then he got angry."


At this point, Bunny started tearing up again, looking back up at Lily to both seem pitiful and see if she was getting a reaction from the alraune. "He . . . he . . . he forced himself onto me." Having said this, she buried her face back into her knees, shaking terribly. "God . . . God doesn't forbid us from loving each other, but there are certain places that must be kept pure. That garden was one of them. I tried to keep it a secret but we were soon found out, and when we were brought to trial . . . He blamed the entire thing on me. Said I was the one who seduced him."


"A-and everyone was on his side. They all said he told them about all the . . . the . . . dirty things we did and that I instigated all of them. No one believed me and so I was exiled. It . . . it isn't fair. I thought I could finally forget all of this but then some meanie went and gave you those papers . . . "
 
Skyia looked over at miss Espinosa slithering into the room later than she originally expected. " S-sorry... " she said slithering over to her seat quickly so she could get started with her class.


She began pulling out her pencil, her notebook, and her book for this class, then started to look up to get ready to learn. Noticing the odd items on her table, they looked, kinda old. It was kinda interesting, she wondered what the flat one was, but the rest, they look a bit like bullets? Though a lot of them are shaped weirdly.


She was called up by the teacher if she had any studying she needed to catch up on. " O-only things iv'e missed so far in this class Ms!... " she realized she didn't learn her name at all.
 
Espinosa blinked Skyia and smirked, "Well then, good thing you are in my Study Hall." She finished brushing off the bullets and placed the brush back down. "Also it's Espinosa, Miss Espinosa." She turned her attention to Skyia "So what exactly do you need help with? Any particular area of my course that is providing difficulties to you?"
 
Azure cringed at what Lerrus said.


-Magic that would destroy his eyes? So then Elaem's eyes are magical after all... but wait... what does that mean... what does Lerrus's magic do to other magics?-


Azure shook himself out of his train of thought...


-I'm probably just... over thinking things... if he was complaining about this, that would just be him trying to bluff... right-


-... how interesting...-
 
Richter checked a stopwatch, humming to himself.


"Keep going!" he called. "I wanna time this; see if she can break a record for longest cry."


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"....That's it? He just gave up?" Anya asked, confused. She didn't think she's seen a boy do something so girly before in all her ten years. It was both disheartening and disappointing for the child, who was used to men she knew acting with gusto.


"I could do better than that! I wanna volunteer again!" she raised her fist into the air.
 
Curtis watched this... fight? He was fairly sure it was meant to be a fight, but it was hard to tell. After about thirty seconds they finished flipping around and then the one guy started whining about something or other, something about magic and how things weren't fair. Geez, talk about a sore loser.
 
Espinosa looked over the various artifacts she left on the desk before turning to Skyia. "You know, I'll let you touch them if you want. They are fascinating pieces." She smiled as she looked over the artifacts, "Now then what do you feel you need to study over? And yes you can say 'everything'." She scratched her neck for a bit before looking over at rest of the classroom.


She then clasped her hands together as she stared at Skyia. "Anyway. Don't feel shy to ask about what you need help in and ask anything about the artifacts."
 
" E-er, umm. Everything? " she told her teacher. She wasn't entirely sure what to ask about in this class specifically, there was a lot of stuff that she could really ask about. Starting was the problem for her though, and her teacher seemed to be a bit open by what she was teaching.


" Is there anywhere i can start at? " she asked the teacher, adjusting herself in her seat awkwardly. Looking down at the relics again.


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Victor just watched this fight go on, it was less of a fight and more of a slap in the face and sissy out of going toe to toe to him. What a disappointment, anyone else, ANYONE else could have fought better than these two. Cheap excuses for magic, just because your in a scenario where your at a disadvantage doesn't mean you shouldn't just run away like a coward. Learn, examine, predict, fight. That was the name of the game to victor.


Unless... that magic of his was a bit more potent than one would imagine at first, then a retreat would be best in this scenario... interesting actually... he would need to keep a eye on this kid possibly, to see if there was something rather peculiar about him, or if it was just really was just a excuse to flee, lately, he hasn't had anything better to do, so why not? He pushed himself further into his seat, keeping a eye on the outcome of all of this.
 
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While the not-fight was going on, a series of explosions rocked the castle's lowest floors, followed by the cries of despair of a dozen hired hands who had been working overnight to clear out Rasputin's room before he arrived. The deal the school had struck with them was that anything they didn't manage to remove and was therefore destroyed would be coming out of their otherwise extremely generous paychecks. Rasputin was predictable in this regard, he always took the time to set up a very specific spell before leaving for a quest which would annihilate anything that wasn't part of the room as he had left it on his return. It even took care of the accumulated dust and grime and any attempt to mess with it would just make a larger explosion.


The men reckoned they'd just taken a sizeable paycut, even if they'd managed to save a decent number of materials. Books, scrolls, practice weapons, spare desks and loads of other things were completely vaporized in a shining display of magical dickery. None of it irreplaceable, but still stuff that the school would have to pay for anyway. Rasputin was practically glowing with joy and literally glowing with magical energy as the workers made their way out of the basement, dirty, tired and utterly defeated. When the chain of focused explotions finally stopped, Rasputin found that a foreign object had actually survived the spell. It was...yeeeessss, he recognized such an artifact. It would certainly come in handy for educating the little wretches. But later.


Yes, later, now it was time for him to make good on his threat to that boy. He had only heard that a teacher was interested in archeology, not that any manner of trip was planned, much less one that would serve his needs, but that was unimportant as it was something he could work around. And by "work around" Rasputin meant he would go across the school, violently asking literally everyone who crossed his path who the teacher with an interest in archeology was and where he could find him. Her, it turned out. One Ms. Espinitas or something, a history teacher currently in her classroom doing a study hall. Yes, good, he had time to set his plan up. A more physically imposing person would've kicked the door in, but Ras was more of a barger anway.


"You, you are the history teacher, yes? I hear you like archeology so I need you to take your class on a road trip, someplace where they can have adventures. An underdeveloped mongrel's future depends on it and maybe the other little bastards can learn something to boot, yes. I am Fioravante Bloyse Zirnitra Gwydion Megalesius Johanai de Prospero Rasputin von Elsimore, Master of the Arcane, and I shall be accompanying you. Where are we going?"
 
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