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 Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:06 am
Once he got to his classroom, Noire left Lucien's shoulder and flew to a perch that sat by the window and Lucien's desk. The spell creations teacher didn't have much to do until the students started to show up, so for now he simply sat back in his chair behind his desk and began getting his materials in order.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:15 am
Camille noticed the little animal on Claire's shoulder. The animal seemed to match her very well, she thought. She strode over to the loose bed, sitting on it. "Then I guess I'll take this one so my cat doesn't try anything," she murmured. She ran a hand through her hair, finding the room settling into awkwardness. She was glad Mimari broke the silence. "Umm..." She paused, hopping off the bed to return to one of the desks where her paper lay still, picking it up with attentiveness. She read it quickly. "Spells with Mr. Duvall and... Advanced magics with Christa," she noted, scanning the paper briefly with quick blue eyes.
"Cool, I have second period with you," she commented. She sat on her bed, happy with the classes she received. Beastiology and then Alchemy. Familiar training and then Alteration and Enhancement. Elemental magics and then Magic history. She knew most of the teachers so she felt pretty comfortable with her schedule. However, a small thought in her head continuously whispered to her. She quieted the thought, for it was asking her a question she could not answer. Do you have any classes with him? Where is he now? Will you see him? It irritated her, putting her in a bad mood. She tapped her forehead, as if to scold at the thought. It quieted, making her feel a little bit soothed in leaving the room. She stood then, stretching.
“Well, I guess I’ll leave first then,” she muttered. She gave a small wave to the two before letting the door click behind her. She looked down the halls first, not seeing anyone really, and from there, made her way to the stairs, skipping every other step as she made her way to the classroom. It was only then Sebastian appeared. “I saw him,” he said as soon as he caught up with her. Camille stayed quiet, concentrating on not tripping. “I saw him,” he repeated. Camille, again, said nothing. Her eyes casted to her feet. “So?” She whispered, pausing on a step. She looked at Sebastian, who was surprised by her expression. The countenance she bore faded though and she returned to her concentration on the stairs until she found the platform her class was on. She stuffed the piece of paper in her pocket, in case she should forget her classes, and opened the door to Mr. Duvall’s class. She didn’t see anyone in there yet and hesitated to go inside, just about ready to ditch before Sebastian strode in with utter confidence. Camille opened the door wider and stepped inside. She was startled, having not first seen another person in the classroom until a movement at the desk caught her eye. "Oh, it's just you," she murmured, her hand at her heart, feeling her heart beat slow down. "You scared me, Mr.," she glanced to the crow before back to the teacher who was formerly preparing the materials for his class, "Duvall." Sebastian laughed at her, mocking the human before hopping on the desk closest to the desk and to Noire, eying the bird with fun.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 10:55 am
Joseph after taking his bag, getting his room number and such went to his first class, Alchemy with Miss Decruz once he knew where he was going to went to the class wondering what alchemy would be like maybe they can make gold out of other metals. He took a seat and waited.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 11:07 am
"Don't worry, nothing to be scared of here; I don't bite." Lucien said with an amused smile as he watched his first student take her seat. "Well, Noire might be one to watch out for..." he said looking to his crow, who seemed to be having a staring contest with Sebastian. "...but that's only if you're particularly problematic, but I doubt that's the case. Though I will suggest you watch your cat. It wouldn't be the first Noire's tangled with." he warned. Noire was eyeing Sebastian suspiciously, just waiting for the cat to make a move.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 11:16 am
Scott had walked in not soon after Joseph had. A nine year old? He didn't mind anyone's age. Actually, he didn't really judge anyone for anything other than a bad attitude. Nine year olds were favorable sometimes for him. They judged him less. He shouldered his bag and set down next to the boy.
"Hello young Sir." Sir, what he called males, a term of respect for him, not inferiority or submission. He had a small smile on his face and Maxi sat in between them. The dog, opposed to Scotts strictly verbal greeting, sniffed at the kid's face before licking a cheek. Unlike other dogs though, he left it at one slobbery kiss and backed off. "You smell of a good person."
Scott shook his head and chuckled, apologizing for his Familiar. "You should feel lucky though. He picked up my mistrust and if he doesn't like someone, he ignores them. You got a lick. That is farther than most people get with him. Tell me, do you have a Familiar?" He looked at the boy with a soft, curious look. If the boy didn't like him, he would back off, no problem. It wouldn't even wreck his day. Everyone told him off at one point or another.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 3:16 pm
Camilla looked around her classroom, petting Samantha, waiting for the rest of her students to arrive. samantha purred and started to walk to the first two students, sneaking around almost as if about to pounce. she looked at the first year with interest
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 3:40 pm
Veronica sat down. She didn't really speak to anyone. It was funny that most of the others were younger yet she looked more like a kid.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 5:12 pm
Samantha jumped, landing on a desk in front of the first year and let out a cute meow showing that she liked him. Camilla saw Samantha jump and walked up to the first year. "she likes you,"she said smiling when she meowed and she started to pet her again.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 6:36 pm
'The college idealists who fill the ranks of the environmental
movement seem willing to do absolutely anything'Claire watches Camille leave before looking at Mimari. "I have elemental mastery first as well, but I have beastiology after that." 'to save the biosphere, except take science
courses and learn something about it.'
— P.J. O'Rourke
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:14 am
Mimari jumped down from her bed and smiled "well, we best get to our first lesson, i think were already late." She made her way to the door, Tarika landing on her shoulder before she passed through the doorway.
After sorting the materials for use in her class next period, Mira made her way out of her classroom to bump into Mimari "oh...Mimari, what are you still doing here, your late for Darius's Elemental mastery class...."
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:33 pm
Darius stood at the ront of his class, other students had joined the class now and he looked through his list of students and sighed "ah, what a surprise, Mimari is late like usual, and whats this......oh, it seems that she isnt the only one late, not surprising considering the other missing student just so happens to be Mimari's room mate." He looked back to the front of the class before speaking to them "ok, class, it seems we may be missing a few of you, but that will not stop us from learning, they will just have to catch up in their own time."
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:45 pm
'The college idealists who fill the ranks of the environmental
movement seem willing to do absolutely anything'Claire had followed Mimari out of the room and stops when she sees Mira. Both her and Birubi tilt their heads slightly to the side in unison as they observe the two. "Judging from the fact that you both have the same last name, you're related right?", she asks quietly. 'to save the biosphere, except take science
courses and learn something about it.'
— P.J. O'Rourke
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:54 pm
Mimari sighed as her aunt told her off. "hey i cant help it, i had to come here first to get my lesson plans." She crossed her arms with a sigh before looking to Claire "uh, yeah, she's my aunt...."
Mira looked to Claire with a smile "Hello hun, i hope Mimari isnt the cause for you not being in first period."
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 4:23 pm
'The college idealists who fill the ranks of the environmental
movement seem willing to do absolutely anything'"It's sort of both our faults, ma'am.", Claire responds. Birubi whispers something in her ear, causing the corner of her mouth to twitch upwards slightly. 'to save the biosphere, except take science
courses and learn something about it.'
— P.J. O'Rourke
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:41 pm
Sebastian's tail curled in amusement, beguilded by the bird's challenge, staring up the timeless and eternal eyes of the crow with such eagerness, such obsession. Oh! But then again, Sebastian didn't want his eyes poked out by that bird's beak, knowing very well how menacing a bird like a crow can be, and backed down not with submissiveness nor fear but as if better knowing of his position as a cat. He looked away, back at Camille who moved about the desks, picking, as if choosing her soulmate. Her fingers glided on the smoothness of the desks, pausing when she found one that fit her fixation. Having chosen her seat, she relaxed, calmly looked back at the teacher who formerly adressed her. "I wasn't scared...in that sense," she whispered, as if to herself and sat, quite settled in her chosen spot.
Sebastian pranced about the desks until he landed on Camille's, his slender and sleek obsidian body tense. "It's the sow he reaps, sir. Sebastian can be quite..." She looked musedly upon the cat with calculating cobalt eyes before glancing up at her teacher. "A handful but he can watch himself." She paused, patting the cat who stayed silent for the time being. "Besides, he is too much of a coward to 'tangle' with anything," she commented. Sebastian whipped his head around, looking at her. "Hey!" Camille quieted the cat some rather forcefully by petting him not gently but rough, much to his disliking. He edged away from her but kept to her desk, quieter now though. Camille smiled slightly at how her cat reacted. Sebastian, as if meekly, looked upon Noire, staring at him but now with a look of tamed. Camille leaned forward, placing her cheek in her palm, eyes wandering. This wasn't the first she's been to this class room. She gave a soft whistle, it echoing in the high ceilings of the chamber. The door opened again, more students filing in.
Ren was silent, his face devoid of an expression other than a certain coolness, calmness about his face. He pocketed his hands in his jeans, wafted down the stairs with a sense of belonging but out of placeness at the same time, as if his image looked all too unimaginary here. And yet, he felt comfortable sliding past his peers, happy to soon find his place in the world. Back at home, well, magic was uncommon in his family, skipping every couple generations or so. He didn't exactly fit in with his family back at home but here, he had a sense of commonality. Oliver did not stir, probably asleep in his pocket. Ren had changed jackets, the inside pockets much more comfortable for his tiny familiar.
Ren, being a slow walker, had found himself a little late for his class. His schedule ended up being something pleasing; he had Alchemy first. He quickened his step, hoping he wasn't utterly late and embarrassing. Oh how he didn't like to attract attention.
He spied three girls, one a teacher perhaps, but he didn't get a good look and passed them down the hall, finding himself at the door of his first period. He opened the door slowly, quietly, as if trying to slide inside without notice. Ah, it seemed the teacher hadn't started yet. He fixed his glasses, unsure of where to sit at first until spying a seat. He sat down, giving a soft sigh of relief. Oliver twitched.
Voices could be heard behind him. A younger year and a middle year, he assumed, one of which who had a dog, spoke friendly words to each other. Must be nice... Ren looked down and then away, settling his hazel eyes on something that didn't move. The wall perhaps. His thoughts ran amuck. He was given hope, a little one at that, by the mischevious messenger no less. However, he hated himself for being hopeful. He was so desperate, so unworthy, so needy of feeling. "Be a man." The thought ran clear through his head. Yes, he should be more sure of himself, be more dominant and act as if he didn't need such things in the first place. But again, his thoughts hesitated. He had to redeem himself before he saw her again.
Ren had this class before. He liked it well enough, he thought it'd be pleasant to take it again. Here, Ren felt he did not hesitate. He felt a bit confident here in the classroom. Here, they'd have to rely on skill rather than feelings.
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