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Fantasy Unnatural Academy

WinglessNia said:
I sigh heavily glancing around noticing alot of people still hung outside to see the 'pretty lady' giving out flyers. Oh well may as well hang out with my room maybe my roommates will actually be awake. I make my way to the room fishing my key out of my pocket opening the door....only to find two about to have a few rounds. "...." I glance towards Jessy and Osto with an agitated scowl. "At least do it in his room godamn it's not even the first day of school." I roll my eyes walking over to my bed jumping down and pulling out a magazine. I wait a moment before peeking back over it. "Oh yeah feel free to continue." I say with a sneer sitting there as I read.
Jessy glared and jerked her head in her roommates directions " Shut up! " she snapped and went back over to her bed, then threw a pillow at the girl then she put up a telekenetic barrier around herself and opened the pamphlet and pretended to read it as she thought
 
Wandering long enough, Roth found himself being pestered by an individual passing out fliers. Not obvious to onlookers, Roth was excruciatingly annoyed until he saw the purpose of the flier. Party tonight at the 7th street church. Huh, what better way to 'blend' in or get 'friendly' than a party? Between reading it, he heard two men exchanging words. Overhearing 'Milk for free'. Curiosity would have struck him, towards the men and their conversation. However he had no knowledge of these individuals, so did not care for the time being.


Examining the surrounding area, Roth attempts to calculate where he would need to go for this 'party'. While doing so, he noticed Mikkish holding the same flier. Since Mikkish was in hearing distance, Roth spoke loud enough so he could be heard clearly by Mikkish. "Hey, guy. Are you going to this party on 7th street?".Roth wasn't sure if the man would respond to 'guy'. However it was worth a shot.
 
Osto began thinking. He was lying on his bed, fidgeting with his hands. He had decided to pursue a relationship with Jessie, and was being rather blunt about his feelings for her. He had decided to rediscover his life, and needed Jessie's help for that. He had bought something for her just now, and was conflicted about when he should give it to her. In the end, he took a deep breath, sat up, and hopped down off the bed. He picked up the shopping bag, and walked off to find Jessie. He licked his lips in anticipation. When he reached her door, he knocked on it politely. "Jessie," he called in, "could we get to work on the next session?" He tapped his foot not the ground impatiently. Will she like it? Was the thought that was foremost in his mind.
 
Jessy blinked when she heard Osto's voice at her door, she had laid down in and odd position with her front half hanging off the bed she opened the door with her mind and rolled onto her back holding a book up above her head as she read " Ummm sure " she had changed into jeans and had put her jacket back on sitting up she dogeared the page she was on and tossed her book on her pillow, she had forgotten her barrier was still up
 
Party at the seventh street church. Amelia read. She debated whether or not to go, almost fighting an argument with herself. She practically heard her old master's voice, saying, "Go to the party if you want, spoil your studies, why don't you!" She had never gone to any parties, however, and felt a yearning to go and enjoy herself. She could make some friends. Heavens knew she needed them. She hadn't even really spoken with her roommates, the reclusive Jessy, and the one whom she still hadn't met. She had a wild thought, one different in nature, Go! Get drunk, party, the consequences are irrelevant. She pushed this thought down with a dry swallow, and then paused to wonder, was she too uptight? Had her upbringing ruined her chances at a social life? She might really need this party. Maybe if she just saw how other people were supposed to act, she could then do the proper things herself? She resolved to go, but first had to go to class. She was certain it was in a few minutes for her, and with an apprentice upbringing, she was hesitant to be late. She sprinted there, arriving punctually, and sat for what would be her first class. It was martial arts, and she had nearly forgotten that she was the TA. She and her teacher went through the movements of class, and they were prepared for any students to begin filing in.
 
So her response was to throw her pillow at me. I glance at my magazine seeing my hand jerking from the impact tore a rip down the middle of the page. "....Hah." I pick up the pillow that was thrown and tear a rip in it.Seeing the now open door showing her 'lover' standing at it again I throw the pillow at the door and impact it made would send the feathers inside into a cloud from the rip. I gave a sly smile. "Whoops my hand slipped trying to return it."
 
Osto gasped in surprised when the pillow exploded in his face. Feathers went everywhere. He sent the other girl a confused look. "Why did you do that?" Before she could answer, though, Osto just walked inside, and took Jessie's hand. He laid her gently out of the room, and closed the door behind them. He was still holding the shopping bag, and swallowed nervously. "So," he muttered slightly, "where should we go? Same place as yesterday?"
 
Jessy pulled her hand away and shoved both hands into her pockets " No, I think we got to much...attention last time...we can go to the library, a place where I can concentrate " she turned and began walking her hair blowing a bit behind her at the sudden movement
 
"Okay," Osto said, nodding. "Which way is the library?" He was still thinking about what this relationship he now has with her. It was complicated, and he wasn't sure about how he should go about dealing with it. Then another thought entered his mind. "Jessie," he began, "I still would like to know about why you decided to hide under the bed. That seemed rather foolish of you."
 
Jessy tensed and stopped, she was a few steps ahead of him as memories opened up and raced through her mind of all the foster parents she had, some who where like the evil step mother from Cinderella punishing her for every fault she made. Jessy bit her lip and swallowed telling herself mentally that she would not start crying. " That's just what I do " was all she said
 
Osto sensed that Jessie was upset by his question. Rather then pester her further, he simply accepted her answer. But he felt slightly guilty about it. He bit his lip. What should I do? He wasn't sure. He tried to bring up another topic. "You do know there is gonna be a dance on at the 7th street church? It was the subject of that pamphlet." Osto tensed slightly, before taking a deep breath. "Would you like to come?"
 
A smile crept across Mikkish' face. This so called 'party' was probably some bullshit preachng the love of christ, but Christians weren't always the strictest followers of the religion, and in the event that the party was, ya know, an actual party, it would be just what his roommates need to be somewhat cool. And having cool (or at least, less nerdy) roommates would make his life a hell of a lot easier.


Without saying anything to Alyn (who the fuck was he, anyway?) Mikkish dashed off to the dorms to see if any of his dorky ass roommates were around.


"Osto! Joe! Other nerdy guy! Party invite!" Mikkish called as he walked the halls of the dorms.
 
Jessy had seen the ad for the part and was still weighting on if she wanted to go or would rather stay here, then she heard him ask her to the dance and she blinked now completely unsure of what to say she didn't want to upset him buy that meant going to the dance with him and she didn't hardly hear herself speak " Sure sounds like fun "
 
Osto nodded, happy. Jessie had agreed to go to the dance with him. At least, he thought she did. He swallowed. "Shall go the library now?" He asked her. Without waiting for an answer, he gently took her hand, and began walking down the hall. He kept a slow steady pace, walking beside her. He did let go of her hand eventually, but also had something else on his mind. He glanced at the present he had bought for her. He didn't think she had payed any attention to it, and that was fine by him. Osto was nervous about giving it to her, as he was with a lot of things concerning Jessie. Then he remembered the dream he had last night. He quickly got rid of the thought, hopping Jessie hadn't accidentally picked it up. She had said his thoughts were loud. If she saw that image....of Osto and Jessie doing that....Osto didn't even want to think about it. He heard Mikkish's voice calling, but ignored it. He had more important matters.
 
Jessy tensed when he took her hand and led her to the library, she relaxed when he finally let go and sat down on a table " Thus is going to take a while you know that right? So we should begin as soon as possible " she didn't wait for an answer before reaching out with her mind and going straight to his slowly working through the barrier's
 
Osto tensed as Jessie began slowly working through his mind. He remained perfectly still. He could feel some pain, but ignored it. He didn't want to worry Jessie. As he waited for it to finish, he kept his mind clear, or at least tried to. He was still thinking about the gift he had gotten her. He wanted it to be a surprise, but if she found a stray thought....Osto just waited for Jessie to finish. Then he did have a thought. Only, it was of his dream from last night. The one he didn't want her to see. He quickly got rid of it, but it was highly likely Jessie had seen it. Now, Osto could only hope she hadn't.
 
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Jessy jerked and blushed then quickly returned to her work, now getting tired since time passed faster when she was in someone's min it had already been almost half and hour and she was getting a headache but was only half way done
 
Osto could feel that Jessie was getting tired. It had been over an hour since this session had started. Now, he was beginning to have second thoughts. He wanted this to end. However, he was already experiencing new memories. Well, old ones. He just was now remembering them. He began looking through them.


Osto lay in bed, tucked under the blankets. His master, Ambrose Black, was sitting in a chair. He was holding a large book. It was open on his lap.
 
Jessy suddenly felt something dripping off her face, her nose was bleeding, she kept going anyway eyes closed in concentration head slightly tilted down as melodious drop of blood made a soft pat pat pat as they hit the ground making a small puddle in front of her
 
Osto realized that the book on his master's was a history book. About bone mages. He was being told the history of the bone mages. "And thus, did Dimitri of Moscow defeated the Imperial Fire, Francis Gamlin, in a battle that consumed Moscow in flames. As a result, the whole of the Grand Army was out to flight, and Russia was saved."


Ambrose Black closed the book, and stood up, putting on the shelf. As he left the small confines of Osto's room, however, Osto felt compelled to ask a question. "Master," he began, "where is your entry in the chronicles?" Ambrose Black stopped, and turned around. His mask shielded his face. He spoke. "Where is yours, Osto?"






Osto was snapped out of the memory by a sound. Like water hitting the ground. He had no idea what it was, and couldn't really find out. He was still stuck in Jessie's trance.
 
Jessy finally broke the barrier s and all his memories flooded back all at once quickly running through his head, whatever they where. Now very light headed Jessy tipped and fainted falling sideways and onto the ground her nose still bleeding
 
I sigh heavily my magazine proved to show little interest.It was just a quick read to pass time supposed to on the boat ride but whatever. I toss the magazine to the side and sigh heavily taking out the flyer I shoved into my pocket. "....Well hmm not my typical thing but that sure sounds like fun. Guess we'll see what I brought then." I mutter bringing up my back and start unpacking.
 
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Shrugging off the no response from the fellow he spoke to, Roth continued to wander. For a while he would walk about the campus then proceed to travel to where this "party" was being held. So he can either, A) attend or B) Learn the location for future reference, if to early. Not like a lot of excitement was occupying his current time anyways.....
 
Osto felt the memories come out like a flood. There were so many. He was completely lost in thought, so enamored was he by all these memories. There were so many of them. Then he heard a thud. He snapped back to reality, keeping his memories at bay. Jessie wasn't were he had last seen her. She was lying on the floor, her nose bleeding heavily. Osto rushed down to her side. "Jessie," he said, barely containing his worry, "Jessie, are you alright?" He scooped her up in his arms. "Jessie?" Osto didn't know if she would respond. He hoped to she would. He supported her head, leaning it forward. It was then Osto noticed the puddle of blood on the floor. "Oh no," Osto realized what had happened. He had no idea what to do. He simply picked her up bridal style, setting her on his lap. He tried to be as gentle as possible.
 
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Jessy hung limp in his arms for a few moments before groaning and turning her head towards him her body was searching for warmth and he was the closest thing so she grabbed onto his shirt and pulled herself closer
 

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