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Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!--
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If life was a musical, then purgatory would be the bad reruns

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I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet

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In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.

O lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!

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On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast

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"Phantom of the Opera sounds like a lovely idea, and I think we should do two productions this year so maybe we could discuss the other as I walk you to the office." she heard him reply.Desdemona was happy that she would be able to do Phantom of the Opera this year, but was caught by surprise when he mention that he wanted two productions this year."Two productions?That's sounds wonderful! Perhaps The Sound of Music?" she suggested.That production would take sometime for the students to learn but it would be quite interesting and fun.The only hard part for her to teach would be the dance steps."It was nothing of concern really, just a few thoughtful memories distracting me for a moment or to was all, nothing to worry about."she heard him speak once again in reply to her question, but she knew it was something to be concerned about. Desdemona could tell that he question had brought up some type of pain for the headmaster,being an angle she could sense it. "Alright then I would push the subject any further, I was just slightly concerned that is all." she said smiling once more hoping to give some reassurance.
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                  Joan smiled a little as Odoya began walking down the halls, her invitation to join them casual accommodating. "How hospitable. Are you sure you could find the dorms without me?" She looked up at Odoya innocently, both of them knowing full well that her accompaniment produced more chances of them losing their way than not. Joan couldn't count the number of times she had teased a disrespectful student with a labyrinth of halls. It always took a while before they realized what was happening and the illusion was dispelled. Though, Joan had yet to find anything offensive about these two boys. And it was only the first day of school. There would be many more opportunities for mind games.

                  "Ape." The other one had spoken with particular distaste, and Joan couldn't help but feel that it was she that he was addressing. She turned her head and looked at the boy, noting how he gripped the other student's shirt and made fumbling taps against his heart. The rhythm was odd, but something practiced to the point that both seemed familiar with the gesture. Joan toyed with the idea of it being some sort of Morse Code, a message conveyed between the two that only they knew. If that was the case, the message wasn't a friendly one.

                  Ape, he had said. He'd been speaking about her. Another one? Joan thought, her eyes narrowing just slightly, her lips almost turning down into a frown. In such a diverse school such as this one, it wasn't uncommon to find people who disliked humans, powers or not. She had been called a number of things over the years before she had won a fair degree of respect. She didn't recall if ape had ever been one of them. A lycan had called her a chimp once but that was a different thing, now wasn't it? Still. She couldn't help but be slightly offended, a little angry whenever a new slur was thrown her way. Luckily the diversity of the school worked both ways. What spurs hate also has the potential to build tolerance. They were new students. They would learn.

                  As the two (brothers? friends?) students reached Joan, she fixed her expression back to its previous gentle smile. "Narenda, right? I overheard my associate speaking to you earlier. Your... friend... is he alright?" That line of inquiry was too general, she felt. She knew there wasn't something right about that boy. An edge she couldn't quite place just yet. But for now she could play nice. If she knew how, she would have probably attempted to soothe him. But toying with minds she didn't know, especially in this school, was a mistake she had been careful enough never to make in past years. Besides, judging from the age these two appeared to be, they would be another teacher's responsibility anyway.
User Image “Right...” Nova offered, again, lamely, before looking back at the twins. "Well, if either of you end up taking botanical studies you'll come to know Mister Rallon pretty well, whereas I teach the interesting part of PE." Which was a much better description than the one he'd first thought up when applying for the position, since 'The class where we kick the snot out of each other and nobody cares!' would not have gone over well with Eddingstern.

'Snot' was also not the word he'd used.
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Out of sight. Out of mind. Out of time.
To decide. Do we run?
Should I hide? For the rest of my life.
Can we fly? Do I stay?
We could lose. We could fail.
In the moment it takes to make plans or mistakes.
Either way, options change, chances fail, trains derail.


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    Arthur practically looked pleased with himself at Desmona's surprised reaction that for a breif moment distracted him again. 'Two productions? That's sounds wonderful! Perhaps The Sound of Music?' She suggested and Arthur considered it a moment, though before he could answer her she spoke again on the matter of the question he answered. 'Alright then I would push the subject any further, I was just slightly concerned that is all.' she said and Arthur was relieved that he wouldn't have to jump around the subject the best he could giving her a half hearted real smile as he stuck his hands into his trousers pocket.
    "I don't think two music's in one year would be good so how about something else, though having The Fiddlier on the Roof or maybe The Matchmaker might be something to do in the years to come, along with the Sound of Music." Arthur said softly still clearly giving the subject some though before a smile came onto his face, and he looked over at Desdemona. "What about King Lear, Twelfith Night, Coriolanus, or Candida." Arthur rattled of the first plays that came to mind then he pull his right hand out of his pocket snapping his fingers, his eyes wide with childish excitement. "Oh, oh oh, I know. How about Hamlet? I love Hamlet, might even come down to help you some with them to get a brake from my normal paper work." And his thoughts of William. "What do you think?" He asked turning down a hallway that would lead them to the office the back-way so they wouldn't have to deal with so many students wile they talked this over.
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Always laughing in the midst of power,

Always living in the final hour,

There is always sweet in the sour,

We are not goin' home.

All the people that he see in the night,

Hold their dreams up to the light,

The old beast is searching for sight,

We are not goin' home.




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    Narendra had noticed the teacher Ms. Ayre watching him and his brother, he didn't like that he had enough problems to worry about with his brother's drums getting loud then to deal with human curiosity, which seemed to get them into so much trouble from what he could tell. He wouldn't let her get hurt by getting to curious he would make sure of that, or at least try. A lot of his plans never worked out so well, though his brother's always seemed to work out a little too well at times, though he had foiled quite a few that had been the drums doing.
    Ms. Ayre was smiling at them now a gentle kind smile, hopeful it wasn't a mask. 'Narendra, right?' Narendra nodded holding his brother close to him stroking his hair gently he could still feel him tapping the four beat rhythm against his chest right in between his hearts. 'I overheard my associate speaking to you ealier.' Narendra nodded at this to because it would make sense and it would not mean that this teacher was some sort of telepath that read his mind. He checked his mental barries that he kept up sense he learned of his brother's drums, they were still there strong as ever. 'Your.... Friend....'
    "Brother." He corrected softly just before she contused, 'is he alright?' Narendra opened his mouth to answer but Koschei got there first.
    "Its rude to talk about people that can hear you ape. I was hoping you would be less stupid then your other counter parts." Koschei drawled glancing over at the woman with his black eyes that seemed to look right into her soul, it made him bored quickly whatever he saw there, though he tapped the drum beat faster against his brother's chest now. They were so loud. So very very loud. He could barrily hear himself think over them, and now he had a stupid ape talking to his brother about himself instead of asking him, maybe he should just ring her neck or maybe something worse. The drums very much liked the idea of worse. He felt Narendra's grip tighten on him and Koschei looked at him a small smile on his face. "Awe is icky big brother scared for the annoying apes life? He moked softly grinning ruthlessly at Narendra, the name that meant Doctor so fitting to be named with a title like that when all he tried to do was help, sniffle and help and keep him from hurting anyone, so cute in a strange fluffy way that he would never admit out loud.
    "Stop it Koschei, wait till we get to our dorm room and are away from people alright." Narendra said firmly trying to keep control of the situation that might slip out of control any time soon if Koschei had his way. Hopefully he wouldn't say much more, but Narendra hope turned futile when Koschei spoke up again.
    "Oh dear dear Doctor is that anyway to talk to your Master, I want the people here, the drums want it like it will use it, maybe a little more humiliation is in order don't you think?" Koschei said with a soft chuckle his hand moving to Narendra's throat which he didn't attempt to stop him from doing, oh, he never attempted to stop him from doing anything he wanted, "I think maybe we should put that cute little pink collar on you again, it would be amusing to prance you around naked but for anything but that collar." Oh. Oh look, Koschei thought a wide grin plastered on his face, He's got that big Bambi' eyed look again and he looks a little scared, thats it brother you need to be scared, oh and a bit of anger and hate, how lovely, you just hate me doing this don't you brother, I know you oh to well now.
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The blue rose rare, one cannot gain...

If glove or guard be worn~

Tis only when one risks the pain...

Of flesh against the thorn~


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    Ϛamuel nearly laughed at Nova's lame recovery, just barrily keeping it to just a snigger glancing at the twins wondering if they found this all quite strange. 'Well, if either of you end up taking botanical studies you'll come to know Mister Rallon pretty well, whereas I teach the interesting part of PE.' Samuel smiled politely at this letting Nova make the introductions, well he was smiling politely until he had to surprise another snigger that came out slightly squeaking because of his smaller from compared to them all. If he had been drink something at the time he might have just choked to death, not that he really stay dead.
    He couldn't believe Nova just said that about his own class though, He meant really, the 'Interesting' part of P.E.? It was more like 'You now have promtion to beat up each other. Have fun!' which that thought just about made him snigger again, then he remembered why Nova was acting all towards the form of niceties, which was to say that the Headmaster just might suck them dry if they didn't behave. and Samuel didn't want to be drained of his blood, it would be harder to come back from and he really was starting to like it here at the school, though he still missed the old forest of his home land back in Ireland at random moments, but that was because he was a Farey and it was common place for that to happen even after being away so long, actually it might have just made it a bit worse.

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Elizabeth had left Joan and the two boys behind her as she headed towards the dorms, but she could still pick up bits and pieces of what they were saying. And it was not pleasant. She could hear things involving Apes and drums and a very faint mention of a pink collar. It did not sit right with Elizabeth, she even snuck glances behind her as she was walking. First at Joan, to whom she gave a look of worry and at the same time curiosity. Then to the boys, an attempt at a smile, even if she didn't think what they were doing was very normal. It was a gifted school, who was she to judge what they did or the manner in which they did it. Her pace seemed to increase, the clicks of her heels against the floors grew more frequent.

'Left, right, left, right.' She had to keep track of her steps to avoid turning back and seeing something that she didn't want to. Or even saying something she didn't see fit. Elizabeth didn't think it would go over very well if her tourettes decided to say something at that moment in time. She really had to focus. Down this hallway, this flight of stairs. Take a left here, and another there. That was how you got to the dormitories. The main set of them. The dormitories that the boys were trying to get to were another hallway and flight of stairs off.

All she could do was hope she reached them in time. If anything were to happen to Joan, Elizabeth would be powerless. All she could do was turn into a hummingbird. But she had a feeling that the illusionist could handle her own in a fight. She had done it before, and of course Joan would do it again. She was head of Training class III for a reason. Elizabeth let out a sigh, her imagination was really getting the best of her. It did that often, but Elizabeth never really got used to it. The possibilities of her mind were endless. What could have been a daydream about a flower filled meadow would end as a horrible image of a giant ghost ship that ate people's souls. Her body gave an involuntary shudder at that thought. "Nidhogg." It was a faint whisper, but the name had escaped her lips. It was originally a serpent in Norse mythology, but it managed to sneak it's way into her waking nightmares. One could say that Elizabeth's mind worked in mysterious ways. This particular moment walking down the hallway wasn't helping her case against that fact.

Her mind and her nerves were eating at her too much to keep her mouth shut for much longer. "Is everything alright back there?" Elizabeth didn't turn out of fear. Who knows what was going on back there. She didn't want to find out. A simple verbal conformation would be enough for her at this time. She just wanted to get the boys to their dorms. That was it.

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                  So they're brothers... Joan nodded in acknowledgment of her mistake before Narendra's brother spoke. "Its rude to talk about people that can hear you ape. I was hoping you would be less stupid then your other counter parts." So she had been right. This one didn't like those of human descent. Joan's smile stayed fixed on her face, a new cold edge resting along the line of her lips. It stayed there as the boy's eyes raked over her, black, bottomless, and Joan could feel that touch of fear starting to prickle at the back of her mind. They had been different before, hadn't they? Not so uninviting. Not so empty. Something had snapped inside the boy, and from the way his brother was acting, this wasn't the first time it had.

                  Narendra's knuckles turned white as he gripped his brother tighter, his attention now turned on him instead. Joan had stopped walking by now, simply watching the events unfold from a small distance ahead. "Aw is icky big brother scared for the annoying apes life?... Oh dear dear Doctor is that anyway to talk to your Master, I want the people here, the drums want it like it will use it, maybe a little more humiliation is in order don't you think?" Masters. Slaves. Joan began walking towards the two, her footfalls light and near silent on the hallway ground. The caretaker. The ward. Always so easy to interchange within a moment's notice.

                  Joan could hear Odoya calling behind her, obviously concerned. She spared her a small, knowing glance. You can fly away, if you like. She thought, wondering if the same idea had crossed the math teacher's mind as well. She didn't suppose many magical outbursts occurred in Algebra II, so Odoya's anxiety was warranted. Joan, on the other hand, was almost hoping this would happen. Enjoyed seeing her students, both present and future, lose control from time to time. After all, there's yet to be a better way to discover a student's potential than the field.

                  Knowing she was in danger, knowing the boy wanted to do her wrong, Joan moved behind him and placed a gentle hand atop his shoulder, her voice as soft as a whisper against his ear. "Come now, child. Brothers shouldn't fight." Her voice was calm though her knees were threatening to buckle beneath her. Already Joan could feel the adrenaline running through her veins, threatening to make her shiver. She willed herself to relax, her muscles loose and ready to leap away from a strike as soon as need be. The hall around them began to darken, the white of the walls and tile melting away as figures emerged from the shadows. Grunts began to sound from each and every one of them, their movements thudding along the floor. Joan smiled and lifted her hand, moving back to stand at the front of them. "Your vendetta is against the apes, after all."
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♫X♫It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul,--
Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!--
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I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet

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I ARISE from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.

O lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!

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On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast

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Desdemona listened to Arthurs contributions."I don't think two music's in one year would be good so how about something else, though having The Fiddlier on the Roof or maybe The Matchmaker might be something to do in the years to come, along with the Sound of Music." She nodded about the having two musicals in one year, she hadn't thought about that.Before she could speak on the matter he spoke again."What about King Lear, Twelfith Night, Coriolanus, or Candida."Those were very good ones to consider she thought, however his next response took the cake."Oh, oh oh, I know. How about Hamlet? I love Hamlet, might even come down to help you some with them to get a brake from my normal paper work." she heard him say before he spoke again."What do you think?" Desdemona smiled "I don't know why I didn't think of Hamlet!Yes we must do that one." she said with a little excitement in her tone.'Yes a “foul and most unnatural murder” 'she thought.
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I kissed a girl and I liked it,

The taste of her cherry chapstick...




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Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust,

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Claire's pale cheeks colored slightly at the unkempt teacher's remark, she had not meant to make it sound like she was angry. She just wanted to set him straight about a few things, that and he had not exactly been behaving like a teacher either. Her attention was distracted from that however, when the fairy-teacher waved her away and flew up to about eye level. The girl stood up and watched the fairy with as polite as curiosity as she could possibly manage.

Although, when she realized that Cole was blatantly staring she cast him a look. Cole did not see Claire's movement, but his cheeks instantly colored and he looked down at his shoes. A brief, silent exchange happened between the twins, resulting in both of their cheeks becoming pink and both of them looking at their shoes. The two did not even notice the stumble and recovery of the teachers as the discussion turned to class lists. It was difficult to even notice that the twins were communicating with each other at all, except for small changes in their expressions.

Their attention was diverted from their discussion, however, when the fairy teacher summoned their attention with, "... you two going there for your room keys and schedule?" The twins eyes turned to him, a little bit of surprise in their eyes, as they had not really been following the conversation. For the first time in apparent memory, Cole was the one who not only recovered, but spoke first.

"Yessir, we were," he said softly, his voice bringing up images of black velvet. "Mr...." he searched for a name, but could not come up with any. They had never heard the other teacher's name "This teacher, here, sir, was helping us to find the office, sir," The boy did not quite look either teacher in the eye and his cheeks remained a slight pink color as he spoke. He was not used to talking to strangers. He did not even know why he opened his mouth instead of letting Claire handle it.

Claire, noticing Cole's embarrassment took it over from there, now that she had more than sufficiently recovered herself. "That's right. And it is a pleasure to meet both of you, sirs," she said politely, taking some of her luggage back from her brother. "Unfortunately I do not believe that either of us are going to be taking your classes this term, as interesting as I am sure they both are," she continued, although she was privately thinking that it was not so bad of an idea not to be taking the dangerous looking man's classes. "We're the Hawthorn twins. I am Claire, and this is my brother Cole, although his given name is James," she added, introducing herself and her brother to the professors.


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Nova just barely suppressed a wince as he heard the names 'Claire and Cole', just about to mentally deem their parents both cruel idiots before Claire quickly clarified that they hadn't gone and done the whole 'Our kids were born on the same day so we're going to give them similar names, yay!'. He was relieved on their behalf.

“Eh, I kinda expected that, I don't think I'll be seeing more than ten students this semester.” Which told him it was either a school of wimps, or a school of misconceptions. "People shouldn't be so hesitant about learning an alternative to their powers, but hey, it makes my marking easier." Leading them along again as Rallon fluttered silently behind. They were at the office less than a minute later, the secretary saw them coming and Nova gave an almost nervous smile. He'd never gotten on well with secretaries, but at least he hadn't hit on the ones here.

"Class lists for Marshall and Rallon? Oh, and these two would like their room assignments."
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Always laughing in the midst of power,

Always living in the final hour,

There is always sweet in the sour,

We are not goin' home.

All the people that he see in the night,

Hold their dreams up to the light,

The old beast is searching for sight,

We are not goin' home.




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    Narendra looked to see that Ms. Odoya had finally stopped in her tracks when she relised ether something was wrong or that at the very least they weren't fallowing. He almost wanted to will her to run, run as fast as she could away from here, along with the other teacher, he could handle this on is own but more people around always made it worse. His wide eyes narrowed slightly looking at Ms. Ayre as he breathed in what air he could with the tight hold on his throat, his eyes would have told the hole story anyways if she looked, his brown eyes were now black as night a storm of fire and ice raging though them telling her to get as far away from here as possible so he could manipulate his brother into what he needed to, it was for his own good this way, and in this way he would never lose his trust for him. Its what timelord should do, it was proper, sense emotions were suppose to be barried to deep for anyone to see but they had never quite listen to that had they.
    She obviously didn't see this though because she moved behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder he closed his eyes because he knew this wouldn't end well, he didn't want to see right now, no what he would concentrate on is reaching out to Koschei's mind and quiet the drums and knock him out in the process, he knew it was to early for them to leave there planet to do this, he knew it and his father sent them anyway.
    Koschei's shoulder jerked as he was touched and deep grow imitating from his throat as he looked side ways at the thing that decided she had any right to even look at him let alone lay a inferior hand on him. His eyes glew with the golden flecks now nearly covering every part of his iris. The sound of her voice in his ear made the drums roar to a point were it would be impossible to resit anything they wanted him to do now. 'Come now, child. Brothers shouldn't fight.' He snorted letting go of his brothers neck letting his collapses to the floor as he turned to glower her down, Doctor wasn't his brother, he was his pet and servant that fallowed him always and had rescued him like a proper servant should, or at least thats what the drums were saying, he couldn't even remember his real name when they were this loud. He could see the hall darkening the fake shadows of figures emerging from the depths, he knew what they were he could see though them see that the time threads didn't run though there souls or any part of them, they were nothings. He focused his attention on the woman glancing back at his pet as he gasped his eyes were open and they were golden as well though is ways had a different feel then his own, his were void depths, his pets were like the time vortex so many colors and things in there depths and ruthless smile came onto his lips, he knew his pet could see the things for what they were to, that why he was his pet, meant to serve him, he bet if he order him to he could seve the power the allowed the woman to do such things, but there would be no amusement in that. He looked back at her again as she spoke. 'Your vendetta is against the apes, after all.'
    Koschei laughed, laughed a insane dark laugh that would have made most nightmares coware away in fear, then his face turned serious in a instant as he stared her down.
    "Oh you really are a stupid ape you think me a lord of time would just have a vendetta against only one puinty insignificance race which I could wipe out so easily that it wouldn't even be sporting?" Koschei said in a low dangerous tone of voice a dark smile ghosting his lips as he took two steps into the woman's personal space. "I could cut your timeline right now, kill you on the spot, or make it so you never existed. Wouldn't that be fun to see who would be standing there instead of you, who would the universe make up to replace your stupid waste of a life, so puny, so insignificant, so small, I'm not even sure the universe would even register your none existence."
    Narendra stared at his brother and Ms. Ayre, he could see everything right now even everything his brother ever could do in moments like this, he had almost forgotten that his blood line made him even more rare then his brother was. He stood slowly moving up behind his brother laying one hand on his should and that was all it took to make him fall in a crumpled heep on the floor. His eyes changed back to nearly there normal dark brown shade but that spark of pure power that the universe gave him was still shining like the sun and a cold as space it self. He gave the startled teacher a slightly manic grin of someone that was older then he looked, at least by human standers, but timelord he was still just a boy and so was his brother. He knelt down and hosted his brother over his shoulder then grabbed the bags with one hand.
    "You can stop the illusions now, they can't work on our race." He stated to the teacher simply and started to walk to were the other teacher was hoping she would just start leading them again and he wouldn't have to deal with to many questions, he hated questions about this, anything else he was happy to explain but personal he tried to avoid most of the time.
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Out of sight. Out of mind. Out of time.
To decide. Do we run?
Should I hide? For the rest of my life.
Can we fly? Do I stay?
We could lose. We could fail.
In the moment it takes to make plans or mistakes.
Either way, options change, chances fail, trains derail.


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    Arthur actually smiled at Desdemona as she smiled at him responding to his question. 'I don't know why I didn't think of Hamlet! Yes we must do that one.' There was even a little excitement in her tone, and he couldn't help but let a bit of a spring fall into his step. Hamlet was one of thoses plays he had seen as a child with his sister and not forgotten a line of it sense. He could probably recite most of it now, probably not the best idea though it would be showing off quite a bit. He turned and opened a door which lead them into the office he looked towards the front to see two students and two teachers Samuel and Nova. Oh he dearly hoped that Nova wasn't scaring the secretaries, he had heard of the inesdnces at the past school, and even with the lecher before letting him teach here he was still worried. And was Samuel in fairy form? Well that was a rare sight, he normally didn't willingly go into his fairy form, maybe he was in a better mood today. He walked and grabbed Desdemona's class sheet handing them to her.
    "Here you go Ms. Desdemona," Arthur said softly to her with a faint smile his professional demonor back in place because of them being in the main office.
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The blue rose rare, one cannot gain...

If glove or guard be worn~

Tis only when one risks the pain...

Of flesh against the thorn~


_________Ϛɑɱʋеʃ Ϻоʀʈіɱʋѕ Ʀɑʃʃоɴ
---------------------------_______Herbology Teacher


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    Ϛamuel smiled kindly at the boy as he spoke up to his question. 'Yessir, we were, Mr....' At his he glanced over at Nova for a brief moment before looking back at the twins. 'This teacher, here, sir, was helping us find the office, sir.' Samuel noticed that the boy did not look him in the eye, it looked mostly out of embarrassment and shyness, perhaps his sister spoke for them both most of the time, he had seen that a few times before, but it really just took a subject the child liked ot open up any to anyone. The Sister took over from there, 'That's right. And it is a pleasure to meet both of you, sirs,' She took some of the bags from her brother. 'Unfortunately I do not believe that either of us are going to be taking your classes this term, as interesting as I am sure they both are,' She contused and Samuel shrugged a little hearing this, he didn't really mind not having them in his class, it was alright to have smaller classes anyways gave him better reason to focus on all the students individually and keep them going at there own pace. 'We're the Hawthorn twins. I am Claire, and this is my brother Cole, although his given name is James,' the sister, Claire introduced her self and her brother to them. They had nice names, though they weren't as nice as any of the fae names he had ever heard but then again it had been a very long time sense he heard them and he might just be home sick.
    'Eh, I kinda expected that, I don't think I'll be seeing more than ten students this semester.' Samuel heard Nova say, 'People shouldn't be so hesitant about learning an alternative to their powers, but hey, it makes my marking easier.' and Samuel rolled his eyes as he silently fallowed them, he would trust the earth to protect him better like this then any self deference body arts could teach him, though he can say he's learned quiet a bit in all the bar fights he's gotten into in his human form.
    He came to a halt when Nova did glancing around the office as he spoke up for them, 'Class lists for Marshall and Rallon? Oh, and these two would like their room assignments.' He said and then his attention was cot by a door in the office opening near the back and the Headmaster and Desdemona coming inside. Well that was different. Maybe Desdemona made a brake though with him, he knew they had discussed it lightly at the end of last year that they all needed to work on getting Arthur to open up a bit more, not that it had worked out so well so far. Though Arthur was still doing that polite smile he always did so maybe that wasn't the case. He nudged Nova a little nodding at the two in the back of the office.

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♫X♫It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul,--
Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!--
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Dєʂȡєɱɵпɑ Αɱɑяɑ Ȼɾɩȿʈѳvѳ

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I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet

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I ARISE from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.

O lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!

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On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast

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Desdemona walked into the office as Arthur opened the door for her. She thanked and turned her head to noticed to other teachers Samuel and Nova.She smiled and waved at Nova and said hello to Samuel, who she saw was currently in his fairy form which was definitely unusual for him to be in."Here you go Ms. Desdemona," she heard Arthur say. "Thank you Headmaster Eddingstern" she said softly taking the roll list from Arthur who had been so kind to get it for her.. "Perhaps we should all go out out to have a drink later in celebration of a new good school year." she said happily.Desdemona was always in a happy mood, and like to spend with the rest of the staff when she had time too.And drink sound like just the fun thing to do since it seem most of the staff liked to go down to the pub when they had a chance.
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The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream

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