Fantasy Oriens Academy [Reboot]

[amdreams]

Rose

Location: English Classroom


With: Christine (for a bit), People


Rose's face reddened as her back jolted straight. Her smile was gone, now slowly being replaced with an expression of obvious anger. "I-I-I" she began to stutter, but swallowed once before calming herself down, though by not much. Just enough to be able to say what she needed. "Why would you bring up something like that? That business is done now. We don't need to keep mentioning it, okay?"


At this point, her face was returning to its normal color but her breathing was still a bit uneasy. One hurried look at her watch and Rose curriedly excused herself. "Class is starting soon. I should go." The half-elf pushed past Kylier and hurried along to the main building. By the time she had reached the classroom, she had managed to calm down considerably, smiling and waving at the greeting students and staff she passed. Right. Now time for English, she supposed, but there was someone outside the class she didn't think she'd see.


"Oh. Morning Maxine." Rose waved to the dragon shifter, looking at the woman's face a few seconds longer than normal before shrugging it off and walking in. She didn't think Maxine was in this class, but with everything that had gone on, it was very possible she just hadn't noticed her until now. Still, something was wrong. Maxine wouldn't talk like that. She was very proud of her lineage, even as a half-dragon. Even the words themselves felt off.


As she made her way to her seat, Rose turned to ask Maxine if something was wrong, but she was gone. Strange. But since they were roommates, she supposed she could just ask the woman later.


(I'll try posting for Vash and Mel when I find time.)

 

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Redgrave grit his teeth as the pair continued to argue outside his field of vision.


"That's noble of you to take the blame, but I already said I'd prefer to end this matter. And as for you, dragon, I already said enough with harassing others just because you have some slight imitation of auth-" he stopped as he raised his head, and the dragon was gone.


"Well that's just swell. Acting so crass and then scampering away... you know what? I think that dragon has earned a detention." Redgrave made a mental note to bring the bully to justice before placing a dusty, leatherbound tome on the desk.


"I wanted to kick the class off with something nice. I know most teachers might have you study, say, Oberon's philosophical musings or perhaps some combat manual they forced onto the curriculum, but I wanted to show you something from my private collection. You see kids, I have some pre-war literature I collected over my travels." he leaned forward over the desk, giving a grin.

 

[TenaciousTinkerer]

Walking into a large room a girl with bright fiery red hair adorned up in a P.E. uniform, cut in the section to leave a midriff and some sports shorts that wrapped around her waist stood in line with several other students. Looking around a bit at a glance she just waited along with the many others alongside just waiting for classes to start. Good ol Physical Education, nice way to get Maxine to get going on with her day. Wonder when short and stocky will finally get us going. She pondered to herself. Just pondering in thought about the events to come, very important things such as what she's gonna wind up doing this weekend and if she should hold another meeting with the committee sometime soon.


Reviewing through grades and trying to keep those up to eventually graduate, possible infestation of feral Gremlins that might be causing a ruckus with the pipes and circuitry of the school. Something with one of the magic teachers bringing in a relic soon that may or may not blow up on them, as well as the general ruckus and fighting students seem to want to do with each other without doing some form of a proper duel or attempt to escalate it to some spectacular fight to the death over a fire pit with spikes and the loser gets their heart ripped out. The usual stuff to be a bit concerned about. With a sudden booming voice from one of the physical education teachers at the school, Mr. Olrick, a dwarf stocky but ripped with muscle even at his age, howled out at the students to get in line and to get running.


Shortly afterwards Maxine would find herself running around the entire building's outskirts for today's schedule. Mildly mumbling to herself. "Wonder if Rose is free today. . ."


Elsewhere . . .


A boy adorned in the standard uniform of the school, ironed pressed and neatly worn with a strange hat with a star dotted onto the front of it and a red bow-tie that wrapped around his neck, bright red in color, moving at a brisk pace glided through the halls forward onward and over to a English classroom, run by a teacher by the name of a Mr. Redgrave. A bag full of supplies and a few books he continued, behind him following along was a large giant, with a cycloptic red eye made of crystal and armor made of stone, with some painting done on the top of it to give it a bit of color. Silently following along behind the comparatively small boy as the ground thudded slightly with each step. Approaching the room, the boy gave a knock on the door, standing at the doorway.


"Excuse me, per chance could I join into class right now? or have I arrived a bit late due to unforeseen circumstances I had suffered this morning and wish my most humblest of apologies." Victor said directly to the teacher at charge. The stone giant named Jayus, just turning around and standing up against the wall next to the door to wait for Victor if he was going to participate into these classes currently.


@Fluffer

 

[SkippyGranola]

Calvin Armstrong


Interacting With: Antonio Redgrave (@Fluffer)


Calvin perked up when he heard that today's choice of reading material would be special. His mind buzzed with potential. What bounty of media has this teacher prepared for them? Giddier than a horse in a downpour, Calvin raised his hand and very nearly forgot to bring his forearm and elbow up with it.


"I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHAT YOU ARE GOING TO SHOW US BEFORE WE GET INTO IT. ARE WE GOING TO BE READING SOMETHING LIKE THE THINGS THEY HAD THEIR MAN-THRALLS CARRY," Calvin said, with a hint of distaste. "OR ARE WE GOING TO BE READING SOMETHING MORE LIGHT-HEARTED? OOH, ARE WE GOING TO READ PARADISE LOST?! I LOVED THAT BOOK!"


Calvin wasn't quite sure why he liked Paradise Lost. Something about a story focusing on demons for a change just made Calvin happy. Everyone knew that Paradise Lost was based on a (reasonably) true story, but few people know that it's one of the few pro-demon books in existence. Nearly every piece of literature from before the War of Reckoning featuring demonic or undead influences also featured whole armies of them being destroyed by brave, human heroes. The historical accuracy of many of these such books were suspect, but every Undead knows at least one of these stories that is actually true. Curiously enough, barely any historical accounts ever explained the roles Elves and Beastmen had in ancient human history, despite the wealth of interactions between them. Indeed, it seems strange that so many accounts featuring Elves and Beastmen were of worship or hunting rogue elements. The implications of this were deemed not worth exploring by the Magic Kingdom Historical Society, coinciding with a small donation from anonymous sources.

 

[AnarchyReins]

Marcus Lycon Black


Location: Arriving in P.E. Class


Marcus, ran to the gym teacher saying, "Sorry sir for being late. The office just changed my schedule. I know that is no excuse, so I will take my punishment with heart." When he said just to run laps around the field I just nodded my head and took off. I ran starting off in a slightly faster jog, not knowing how many laps to run. When I got to about my sixth lap I was almost in a full blown sprint.

 

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Redgrave stopped his gushing to walk over to the door.


"Unfortunately, class has started. If you want to join in late, you'll need to head to the office and get yourself a tardy slip. Now, if you'll excuse me." he said, before closing the door in their faces with a click.


"As I was saying", he continued, going back over to the desk. "The sheer length of time, combined with the subjugation of human culture and their being oppressed for ten centuries, means that many old texts from the golden age have been lost. Those that survived have been studied extensively, though there's no way we've preserved everything, and those existing pieces are often incomplete at best. Paradise Lost, as you said, is one of the more commonly circulated pieces, but I believe that everything of old has merit if only for its extreme rarity. After all, it links us to the time before. Perhaps by understanding an era's literature, we can hope to understand the era's culture more easily. And that's what we're going to do here. We're going to discuss these old pieces from my collection, and discuss what their historical significance may have been. Of course, there's no way to know for sure; most records on human history were burned about nine hundred years ago, and what survived had to be passed down orally. However, these sorts of talks are excellent stimulation for the mind."

 

[TenaciousTinkerer]

Victor and Jayus


Ah what a fair response the teacher gave, Victor giving a tip of his hat down and looking over to the side at his stone companion. "With this little enlightenment, I suppose I am free from class today. Shall we take a look around the campus to see if there is anything of note going on?" He said giving a slight til to his head, before moving along, motioning the giant to start following behind him once more. Out and to go explore further unto the campus grounds for some sort of activity or various minds he could try digging into. With a small hum to his tune as he strolled along the paths to where-ever it leads him in the meantime. For now his eyes would be on the scan through, looking for something to potentially interject himself into.


Maxine


Running along at a fair pace, she had kept up around the further end, by no means the top, there were others that were far more suited to sprinting or running at a consistent and fast pace, plus with just the general pondering she had running through her mind, she could be far faster. But her eyes slowly glanced over to a boy, blonde hair just sprinting along. Just as a form of appreciation she raised a arm up with a smirk. "Yo! Keep at that pace and your gonna reach up to the front liners sprinting up ahead pretty soon. Keep it up." she said giving a thumbs up, before turning back around to get back on with her own. But moved over to the side a bit to let the kid pass a bit easier closer to the circle if he so wished to. She was fairly fine staying at the pace she is at.


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[AnarchyReins]

Marcus


Even though I was on my sixth lap I was still behind everybody, because I started late. When I saw the girl open way to the other guy I make a quick shapeshift. My legs gained the muscle of my werewolf form, and my hair grew a little longer, and my canine teeth became longer. I then bolted towards the main group of runners. Though I didn't stop I kept going and going till I was about the third from the front.

 

[Cockney Harpy]

Babette


She sat, jittering in her chair, barely capable of containing herself. She shook her right leg over the front balls of her right foot, pushing with her webbed toes. Though a notebook was in front of her and she had a pencil in hand, Babette took no notes. Instead, she twirled the pencil around, tapping it rhythmically over her desk. Babette sat near the back of the class room next to the window. In spite of being away from the front, Babette was barely unnoticeable.


"Sure are lotsa late comers today!" she declared. "I... I mean..." Babette raised her hand. "Teacher! I have a question! Um... um... Mr. Teacher Man Sir? Where'd you get the stuff in your collection?"

 

[SkippyGranola]

Calvin Armstrong


Location: English Classroom


Interacting With: Antonio Redgrave (@Fluffer)


Calvin was not sure of how good an idea it was to say "Shall we take a look around the campus to see if there is anything of note going on?" not even an inch out of earshot of the teacher who just sent you to the office and absolutely expected you to return to class with a tardy slip, but he wasn't one to argue with the personal decisions of delinquents. Calvin supposed that the ensuing detentions and credible threats of expulsion would be a suitable punishment. As inefficient and poorly-designed as Oriens was, it did provide a wonderful form of street theater. A cast of scum of all colors and creeds, clinging to the school against all logic like grout on bathroom tiles. Calvin didn't want to seem so negative, but sometimes it was difficult not to see that a strange majority of the school's residents were thugs and spoiled brats.


Calvin hastily shook away these thoughts of misanthropy and focused on what Mister Redgrave had said. Golden age? Subjugation of human culture? Historical significance? Was he talking about human books? The barbaric accounts of nonhuman slaughter written by those environment-ruining, supernatural-murdering apes? If Calvin had a brow, it would be furrowing in disgust. Barely holding back bile he was physically incapable of producing, Calvin tentatively raised his hand.


"I'M SORRY FOR ASKING THIS, BUT ARE WE GOING TO BE READING NOTHING BUT OLD HUMAN BOOKS IN THIS CLASS? WILL WE BE READING SUPERNATURAL BOOKS ANY TIME SOON?"

 

[amdreams]

Rose

Location: English Class


Rose took a look at the book now on her desk. She had read some pieces of prewar human literature. There were some in her father's collections. A lot of love triangles between a human and some supernaturals. The depictions of supernaturals were complete garbage but she wondered if, back then, humans had truly hated them, why were so many of their teenage girls getting seduced by vampires and demons? They weren't very good reads. But this one looked different. Interesting even.


She was about to take a look inside when she nearly jusmped out of her seat. SOmeone was shouting? In class? Seriously? Maybe she should've taken her father's offer on earplugs. Even if her hearing couldn't compare to his, if she was going to be in the same class ast his living megaphone, she'd need some protection against it. Not bothering to acknowledge this clear troublemaker's presence, Rose raised her hand. "Professor, if I may ask, what are we reading then?"


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Vash

Location: Elf Cup


So this was it? This was how he was going to die. Vash could see the bright lights now. His stomach in knots, he just couldn't go on anymore. But he had to. He could picture it now. What waited for him at the other side. A sight so beautiful, it had fueled him this entire time. And now, just a few more steps . . .


Vash stumbled into the Elf Cup cafe before dropping to the floor in a dramatic fashion. "I . . . need . . . chocolate . . . " he said through heavy breaths. It had been over an hour since he had breakfast. He was practically at death's door right now. He needed some sugar, and not that fake lovey dovey stuff. That wasn't real sugar. That was lies!


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Mel

Location: Central Courtyard


With: No one


"That's a good boy, Laika."


Mel was currently in the central courtyard of the castle, playing with what could only be described as the clay nightmare of a preschooler. She didn't have any classes right now, so she figured it'd be nice to play fetch with her "dog". Laika came bounding toward her again, dropping a stick onto the ground, tail wagging furiously. Mel took the stick and threw it again, hitting an unfortunate student in the head, right before he was tackled to the ground by Laika.


". . . "


Oops. The kid seemed okay though. He wouldn't have been able to run quite as fast if otherwise. Still, she wasn't even aiming in that direction. Maybe they should stop playing fetch.

 

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"Ah, some excellent questions." Redgrave commented, patting the book on his desk.


"To start, Miss Fish Girl, I've gained them through a variety of means. Some were artifacts I discovered while venturing through the ruins of old human cities. Of course, those are generally very old and often in poor condition. Others I traded for or was gifted after administering my services. These, of course, are often handwritten and bound copies created by scholars, not the originals. Lastly, I have liberated a few manuscripts off the private collections of various aristocrats, usually the undead ones. Perhaps they sought some link to the human culture they were once part of, but alas, they rejected their humanity and lost their right to humanity's culture." he explained.


"Of course, I've heard some scholar that of all the pre-war literature written... maybe one percent is still readable. As a result, many old tales and most of our history must be passed down orally. I've set a lot of these old tales to heart, I could easily tell you of some old heroes from before or even during the great war. And considering that the literature available is rather limited, we'll be discussing these tales in depth."


He cleared his throat and turned to Calvin. "We actually won't be reading much post-war literature, because it is almost entirely elvish propaganda and I will not stand to brainwash my students. It's immoral."


Lastly, he faced Rose the elf. "First of all, please don't call me professor. I have no accredit from some pompous university and I certainly have no attachment to ostentatious titles. I am a minister of the remnants of the Catholic Church; my full title is Father Antonio Redgrave. Mister, if you prefer. Moving on, then. This particular book is an account of the great war I pieced together after hearing many, many tales from human settlements over the years. It's something of a pet project of mine. In its pages I've written tales of old heroes, legends, famous battles, victories and defeats leading up to and during the cataclysm. We'll be reading a passage today. Now, if you'll excuse me." he said, opening a page and clearing his throat.

 

[Fluffer]

The priest cleared his throat, and traced the script, reading aloud.


"And so, in the sixth year of war, the great city of Atlanta was lost to the scourge of plague-beasts set forth under the command of general Ophelius. In a final act to reclaim the southern border, one brave captain was sent to the frontlines. With shield in hand, he led a band of soldiers to take back the city. For ten days and ten nights they slaughtered with gun and sword and fist and teeth, but to no avail, for the fae possessed magics of the darkest order. It was only on the dawn of the eleventh day that the Captain decided to finally call out the general man to man. He challenged the wizard to a duel. Fortunately, the elf's pride was his downfall. Not considering a human to put up a fight, he strolled forth to the frontlines, just beyond the safety of his army. By this point, the humans had used all their bullets and arrows and javelins. Ophelius intended to await the Captain's rush, then send waves of his hellspawn to overwhelm the man. But this Captain was strong, and smart, and had valor unmatched. The captain hurled his shield, and with such force that it sheared through the General's neck, killing him in one blow. Without their dark master's blackened soul to sustain them, the plague beasts fell defeated. Atlanta was decimated, but the elves lost one of their finest generals that day. Truly, it was one of humanity's finer victories, and an example of their overwhelming tenacity."


The priest closed the book, and stared at the class with squinting eyes.

 

[SkippyGranola]

Calvin Armstrong


Calvin would have blinked, if he had eyelids to blink with. Calvin understood little about ancient history, especially ancient human history. The name "Atlanta" failed to ring with him. Was it related to Atlantis, the fabled fortress that rose up for the Reckoning? Couldn't be-- this Atlanta place was a human stronghold! The only other option Calvin could believe was that Atlanta was a pathetic mockery of what Atlantis is and was-- typical for the human race. Calvin was disgusted by the irrevocably human tendency to take someone else's work and claim it as their own. Humans could never have created such fantastic pieces of work as The Great Gatsby or Daily Life With Monster Girls. It was such a shame that so many human historians believe that their race created so many works, when it's obvious that humans had only created a tiny fraction of the world's media, and the great supernatural kingdoms had created so much more on their own. Just the thought of it sent a twinge down Calvin's spine.


"WHAT'S 'ATLANTA'?" Calvin said, having failed to raise his hand. "WHO WAS 'THE CAPTAIN'? DID HE DO ANYTHING BEFORE THIS, OR IS HE JUST ANOTHER NORMAL HUMAN WHO GOT LUCKY?"

 

[Cockney Harpy]

Babette


Babette crossed her arms, folded her legs, and pouted. Fish girl. She thought. Babette was not a fish girl! She was a nereid! The most noblest of the sea nymphs! As the teacher closed the book, Babette looked up to stare back at him. Babette grumbled in her high-pitched, feminine tone in an attempt to sound menacing.


Babette raised her hand, but before she could say anything, another, more skeletal class mate had already spoken. Babette sat there, hand still raised, back slumped into her chair.

 

[The Succubi Queen]

Naomi Marie La Terre

Location: Room 453


interacting with: @Advent Azure

"You. You really expect me to believe that?" She laughed. "You think I'm that stupid? That she just tied up a random stranger in her bedroom because she thinks she knows him? I'm pretty sure they didn't put me in a room with a psychopath. But fine, I'll let you go." She began to undo the knots binding the boy to the chair, but stopped once he was partially free. "No, wait. There's no sense in just letting you go. I should get something out of it..."


She sat in the other chair in the room, finally setting her bag down. "If I untie you, you have to show me around the school. I want to know everything about this place, from the physical layout to the social order here."


She dug around in her bag, and pulled out a smartphone, snapping a quick picture of him. "Oh, and I want all the details on how she got you like this, a prank this good has to be stolen."

 

[Advent Azure]

Azure


Location: Room 453


With: Vize and Naomi


"... Well... I guess you'll just have to see then by living with her..."


Azure looked around for the paper than was on him to use as evidence, but wasn't sure where it was, or may have fallen... he didn't really care anymore at this point, if this person is her roommate, she'll find out about her sooner or later.


"Eh? Get something out of this??"


He wriggled around trying to break free with the loosened ropes but even still... it was enough to hold him.


"Huh that's all you want? Er... sure I guess."


Azure was glad that she changed her ways, she must of been just teasing him or something, and really wasn't 'that' sort of person he was thinking of... at least until she took a picture of him and started freaking out.


"Aye! Wait don't spread that around! It'll cause problems for Rose and make her worry about me if she sees that! She's got her hands full already as it is!"


Azure wasn't sure what to make of Naomi anymore, she was both merciful, and mischievous... what kind of person was she anyway, and her upbringing to make her act like this?


"... I told you... she probably got me while I was sleeping..."


Azure began to think about what might of happened... considering past experiences...


"What must of happened while I was asleep was that she flew into my room... and drugged me by shooting me with a feather of hers, and using it to inject me with some kind of sleeping poison? That must of been how I and the others got paralyzed, since we got hit with those feathers..."


Azure began wriggling around some more trying to break out of his bondage, before tiring and looking at Naomi pleadingly...

 

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"Atlanta" Antonio replied, "Was a very prestigious human city in its day. Not much is known, but what we do know is that it produced a very powerful potion vital to the war effort. And the Captain was one of the famous human heroes I told you about. His bravery was matched only by his patriotism, and it's said his shield could block anything. Truly, he was a force to be reckoned with. Even before the war, he fought the enemies of liberty."


Clearling his throat, he pointed at Babette. "Yes, did you have a question, Miss?"

 

[Cockney Harpy]

Babette


@Fluffer


"Mister!" Babette stood up, getting out her desk. As she rose, her feet awkwardly shifted to keep balance. Babette's thighs kicked her chair back, knocking it over with a loud THUMP. She leaned against her desk, hands on the edges to keep herself upright. "Are we gonna get books and stuff? Or are you just gonna tell us stories? I like stories and all, but isn't this an English class? Where's all the English?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.


"You know?" she started "All the words and stuff! I wanna see that!"

 

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"Unfortunately, I haven't been given any books to assign." Redgrave replied. "Or at least any ones worth assigning. With this in mind, we won't be using many books. No, it's gonna be old books from the collection and written assignments."


Turning, he began to write on his whiteboard. "Speaking of, here is today's homework. Think of a hero your own kingdom had. Explain who he was and what he did. It's due tomorrow, and that should be plenty of time. Class dismissed."

 

[Cockney Harpy]

Cyrus


Doctor Gaines shuffled about his paper work as he hopped casually toward his lecture hall, his body sloshing about the entire trip. In his hand, Dr. Gaines carried a large briefcase. Approaching his assigned room, he reached for the lanyard inside his suit to pull from it a key ring. Shuffling through, Doctor Gaines tested a key. The door clicked open, the jolly doctor removing the key and stepping inside. He drew a deep breath, his vocal sack inflating. The sack then deflated with a load, satisfied croak. "I'm home" he said to himself, walking down the aisles to his new desk.


Arriving at the desk, he put the briefcase down, meeting the desk with a thud. Then, finally in his new seat, Doctor Gaines awaited the arrival of a set of fresh faces which Doctor Gaines had hoped were filled with desire to learn. His large, frog-mouth shifted into a smile. Doctor Gaines was ready.


According to his roster, he had a decent sized class coming in anyways. In fact, it looked like most of the students at the school.

 

[SkippyGranola]

Calvin Armstrong


Interacting With: Cassandra (@Shipopo)


Calvin grinned in relief as Mister Redgrave's class drew to an end. He was positively disgusted by the humanocentrism of his teacher. However, Mister Redgrave did give him the chance to flex his knowledge of the Undead's great war heroes. Though it was the biographical equivalent of asking someone to talk about their hometown, it was an excellent opportunity to bring forth a spurt of patriotic fervor, and that was something Calvin could get behind. How could he pick just one great Undead hero? Monstrose the Orphanage Burner, the Skeleton Gang, Zombocom, Zombie Andrew Jackson... the possibilities were endless! Calvin grinned widely, and prepared to leave the room, with butterflies in his ribcage.


Just before Calvin breached the door's threshold, he realized something. With a wild rattling noise, Calvin turned on his heel and approached Cassandra with a businesslike grin.


"YOU WANTED TO GET A STATEMENT FROM ME, RIGHT? WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO TALK ABOUT?"

 

[amdreams]

Rose

Location: Main School Building, Hallway


With: No one


Rose couldn't believe her ears. This wasn't an English class. This man was just using this class as a way to push his own political agenda. How unprofessional! And she didn't appreciate his anti-supernatural views either. If he had disapproved of them so much, why apply to teach at a school full of them? She'd have to talk to her father about it when he came during the festival. She could not comprehend how such an individual could have been approved to become a member of the staff here.


Class could not end soon enough for Rose, who stood up as soon as Redgrave dismissed them. She bid the man goodbye before rushing out of the room. Just because she didn't like him didn't mean she was going to be rude. She was raised with manners, unlike some.


Thing is, what was she going to do now? She didn't have a class right now so there was some free time. Come to think of it, wasn't her cousin coming today? Rose hadn't seen her this entire time. But she guessed that if Naomi was here, they'd meet up soon enough. For now, she could try heading toward the library or maybe see how Maxine was doing.

 

[The Succubi Queen]

Naomi Marie La Terre

Location: Room 453


interacting with: @Advent Azure

The fish-girl gave a slight hiss to his protest at her picture-taking. Rose. Ugh, she'd been at this school for all of a half hour and her stupid cousin was already getting in the way. "Well, if you behave, we'll keep this whole thing a complete secret. Rose will never know, about any of it." Including Naomi's involvement. She had been planning to use the photo as blackmail anyways, but his reasons suited both their needs, so she could probably just delete the photo later. Pity, he looked hilarious all tied up like that.


She nodded as he continued, finally getting up and untying his complicated bonds. "There, my part of the bargain is done. Now you get to hold up your end." She smiled brightly at him. She walked over to the door, holding it open. "After you, tour guide. Oh! Wait!"


She grabbed a sheet of paper and a pen out of her bag, and wrote a quick note to Vize.

Hello, Vize Marner,


Do not be alarmed when you find your acquaintance Azure replaced by my luggage. He has agreed to show me around the Academy, deeming it best not to wake you. I hope you wake to find this letter before taking any drastic action.


Sincerely,


You New Roommate, Naomi Marie Le Terre


First of her name,


Daughter of King Amias and Queen Marianne of Terra,


Crown Princess of the Sovereign Kingdom of Terra.

"Let's get out before she wakes up!" Naomie shoved Azure out of the room, locking the door behind the two of them.

 

[Advent Azure]

Azure


Location: Room 453


With: Vize and Naomi


"... fine... I'll do whatever you want."


Azure looked relieved to hear that she wouldn't make Rose's day any harder with this little incident... There was something about her great smile that perked him up a little, despite everything that happened, maybe she just has trouble socializing, and only knows this way to involve herself with people? He went over to the door, only to stop to see her begin writing a note for... Vize? This person covers all her bases doesn't she now?


"Aye, watch it?"


Azure sorta just let himself get pushed out, since he only just now was able to get up and move about, his limbs being half asleep still.


"I'm not sure what you're expecting me to tell you about the social order here, but... I guess I can tell you about notable people as we meet them. There isn't anything in the way of gangs here... anymore... that's not been dealt with and done away with now."


Azure thought about Bunny's followers... those group of frantic worshipers who idolized Bunny... gone ever since Bunny sorta... disappeared... now that he thought about it, where did she go anyway? He took off his leather gauntlets to rub his hands and wrists a little, before hiding them away from the world once more in the darkness, out of personal preference, no one will ever touch his bare hands ever...


"It figures that the room you're staying in is very close to mine..."


He began leading his way around the school, showing her around and passing by his room, letting her know where it was, since she'd probably ask for more 'favors' considering that photo she has. He started with where the school staff would be living afterwords, then went through the school hall, to point out the rest, that being the Amphitheater, Mars Hall, Dining Hall, and showed her through windows where the Stables, Nike Stadium, and Garage Entrance was. As he pointed out where the Gardens, Greenhouse, and Elf cup were, he thought he noticed Vash out there with some students, he thought he would of been in the Dining Hall, but figured he must of come from there.


"I'm sure you know about the main entrance, where you probably entered here from, and all that really leaves is the Central Courtyard"


Azure took Naomi through it, to show it off a bit, wondering if this was enough to satisfy her since this was everything.


"Sorry that I didn't really answer much on the social side... but just ask me if you need to know something about that, I showed you around to how to get everywhere, so there should be no more problems right?"


He smiled at her, hoping that this much would do her good for now at least, when he spotted Mel with her hulking clay animal, and still kept his smile. He was sure they were on relatively good terms, and by that, he meant, 'not bad terms', which should be good considering. It might be bad if someone like Naomi, and how unpredictable she is in his eyes so far might do. It wouldn't be a good thing if Naomi got on Mel's bad list after all.


"We can probably just head back to our dorms, or uh... cafeteria now then, right?"





Location: Central Courtyard


With: Naomi and near Mel