※Sanctuary Academy※ (O/A all races)

[Danseur Macabre]

𝔍𝔬𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔄ყ𝔯𝔢

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Joan cocked her head with an amused smile as the boy spoke to her, different, almost transformed. A lord of time, he said... How masochistic she was to be excited by this prospect. How unbelievably insane was she to be eager to see just how her extermination would take place. It was almost disappointing when Narendra stepped up to control him once more. "You can stop the illusions now, they can't work on our race." Unceremoniously the apes dissipated into thin air, the hall refilled with the light of day. Trembling from the adrenaline that now coursed through her veins, Joan let out a loud laugh as she walked to catch up with them. "You're quite the amazing pair of students, then. I don't recall meeting a student impervious to my illusions in recent years, and now there are two."

She didn't ask about their race, about their history, sensing a tender subject. She knew that they (or at least, the one who was prepared to erase her from existence) looked down upon humans, and until she had fallen into their better graces, such inquiries would produce null. Though playfully, almost foolishly, Joan began to satisfy her curiosity through safer topics. "Your brother has difficulties controlling himself I see. I assume that Power Management is among your classes for this year? A Training Class would also come in handy. If not to hone your powers, to perfect using them and keeping them under check in field situations. Speaking about behavior under field situations..." Joan looked up towards Odoya at the end of the hall and winked at Narendra as if they shared a devilish little secret. "I do believe we've scared her."

Joan looked up as she approached the frightened little hummingbird, grinning as if she hadn't just been threatened by a student who had yet to unpack. "You look a little pale, darling. I hope I didn't worry you." Prancing a little in the last few steps she took towards her roommate, Joan gestured towards Narendra and the brother currently hoisted over his shoulder. "I dare say I'll have to file a complaint. As an escort, one must make sure that those one leads arrive at their destination unharmed and preferably conscious."

[Subjective Concept]

║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│єℓιzαвєтн σ∂σуα █║▌│█║▌│║║█║

▶▷ Don't call me a horse. I'm a Unicorn.
Mystical, Magical Mysterious.◁◀

Elizabeth was much too busy trying to tune everything they were saying out to notice Joan had stopped talking to the boys. The hummingbird was shaken. Something that was actually the norm when it came to her. Especially in terms of confrontation. She preferred a nice settlement with no blood. Fights were a no-no with Elizabeth. Though, a student had told her once that she was too nice. Perhaps she should toughen up. Maybe ask Joan to teach her how to manipulate her ability. Turn into something other than a tiny bird. Perhaps she could transform into a more menacing creature. Something feline, cold, quick, and powerful. Perhaps Joan could teach her how to become a lynx. And if Joan was able to teach her that much. Why would Elizabeth stop there. Perhaps she could turn herself into a ram, the possibilities would be endless.

"I should take up golf..." The phrase was of her own mind, not the tourettes. But if Joan were to ask she would pass it off as something the illness made her do. She fell into step with Joan as they continued down the hall, (she assumed) the boys weren't too far behind. "As pale as I always look when you pull stunts like that?" Algebra II lacked any magical outbreaks. In fact. It lacked outbreaks in general. It was a small class, only ten or so students took it a year. It was a bit surprising, but still fun. And it managed to keep Elizabeth highly sheltered when it came to things like the more "gifted" aspect of the school. Joan handled the fights, Elizabeth handled the flights. Though seeing the illusionist at work never ceased to freak Elizabeth out. She really had no idea what Joan was going to throw out next.

"You never seemed to mind whenever a student-- KILLED MY FATHER." Elizabeth covered her mouth at the little outburst. She expected Joan to be used to it by now, but it was still an embarrassment for Elizabeth. The shout echoed through the halls again. She glanced to her left and right to see if the coast was clear. The halls appeared to be empty (excluding her roommate and the two boys behind them). She continued on, "You need me to slow down? Your short legs might not be able to keep up." Elizabeth still managed to poke fun at her roommate even after her little outburst. The relationship they shared was an interesting one indeed.

▷▶Not plain. Got wings like Pegasus and a nice white coat.
I grant wishes, and prance, in the rain.◀◁

[BENDii STRAW PoLKA]

xxI'm back in Liverpool
xxAnd everything seems the same

Jayden stepped out of the car with a resigned stretch, reaching his arms over his head before letting them fall back to his sides. His deep blue eyes passed over the surrounding area with a hint of interest before he turned back and pulled out two duffel bags from the back of the cab. "Keep the change" he said with a small smile, handing the man a hundred dollar bill. The can driver blanched, eyes wide as he stared at the bill, after all he had only just driven this strange man from the air port a few miles away. Seeing the man's reaction, Jayden chuckled before he shut the door behind him, leaving the shell-shocked driver to his own thoughts.

The road before him stretched forward in a continuous upward slope. At the end stood a tall and proud castle, it's spires reaching toward the heavens like arms. It reminded him of Italy because the structure hinted toward European Gothic design. He started walking in a slow but long stride. Obviously, he was in no hurry, to get to the castle. As he walked he reflected what he was doing as he strode closer and closer to the large building. Never in his wildest dreams had he thought he would be a teacher. In fact, in his early days, the thought of being a teacher would have almost been painful to him. Strangely enough, he liked the idea. It wasn't that he wanted to "Shape the minds of the youth" or "enrich the next generation", he hated that self-centered jargin. It was more that he wanted more opinions. He was going to teach philosophy at Sanctuary Academy, meaning he was here to test the logic of the students there. But what he really wanted to do was to get a taste of all the walks of life these people came from. As much as loved traveling, you could never get as diverse as a school.

As he had been walking, he had covered a lot of ground. It almost came as a shock to him that he was only a few feet from the front door. Jayden waltzed in with an easy shove of one of the double doors, his two bags slung across either side of his torso. The inside of the academy was just as rich and breathtaking as the outside. A true piece of art. The longer he spent here, the more sure he became that he had done the right thing to accept the job offer from the Headmaster.

((DD: Please tell me our RP is just taking a nap.))

But I worked something out last night
That changed this little boys brain

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[DoctorTonyBonesHolmes]

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.

✿_________Ʌʀʈђʋʀ Ϛʈɑɳʃєƴ ΣԀԀіпɡςʈєɾɳ
-----------------------------✖_______The Headmaster

|♥| ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ •☽ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ☾• ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ |♥|

Arthur nodded his head at Desmeona as she thanked him for the roll list that he just handed her. He smiled a little thinly, then she spoke up again, 'Perhaps we should all go out to have a drink later in celebration of a new good school year.' She sounded happy at the possibly and well he didn't have the heart to tell her no, anyway it might just give him a distraction enough for later tonight when his thoughts normally fell back on William, his lost love, who he was missing dearly.
"I'll come but it might imimitate some of the new teachers if I am there." Arthur said softly to her starting to pick up folders and other papers he needed when he would go back to his office from here, which as soon as his conversation was over with Desdemona it would be were he was heading.
(( Sorry! I was was really really busy! I can post now hopefully you all are still with us to post if not I'll chose a select few to make a privet RP with perhaps ^^; now going to post for Doctor and Koschei ))

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[DoctorTonyBonesHolmes]

~☆~


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.



✿_________Пαгєήԁгα Ʈђєтα LυԓҌαггσш
Ƙơςϲђєі Ƭɧαіпє Θαкԁѳшп____________✿
----------------✖_____Brothers by blood. United though Time.

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Narendra glanced sideways at the teacher as she cot up with them. 'You're quite the amazing pair of students, then. I don't recall meeting a student impervious to my illusions in recent years, and now there are two.' She said and Narendra nearly rolled his eyes. "Were not amazing were just Timelords from a far off planet. It really to bad my brother isn't fain of any species because this planet inhabits are very nice so far." He stated to her simply not wanting to go into that much further detail about his race because it would take time to explain it all.
'Your brother has difficulties controlling himself I see. I assume that Power Management is among your classes for this year? A Training Class would also come in handy. If not to hone your powers, to perfect using them and keeping them under check in field situations. Speaking about behavior under field situations...' She said and Narendra sighed faintly. "We are taking power management not by choice and training classes would not come in handy, because it was not my brother in control when he's like that it is his drums, my brother when there not loud is the sweetest shy thing in the universe, but when the drums get loud he becomes someone else something else and you can never tell whats going to set them off sometimes nothing even dose they just want to have some fun." He stated darkly not looking at the teacher but instead looking at the one they were appoching. 'I do believe we've scared her.' The one he was talking to said and Narendra chose not to comment to this at all. they reached the humming bird and he shifted his brother weight slightly. 'You look a little pale, darling. I hope I didn't worry you.' The one teacher said to the bird, 'I dare say I'll have to file a complaint. As an escort, one must make sure that those one leads arrive at their destination unharmed and preferably conscious.' Narendra raised a eyebrow at this then jumped a little as the one suddenly said, 'You never seemed to mind whenever a student-- KILLED MY FATHER.' That out burst at the end was a bit un-nerving and he was glade that Koschei was unconscious and couldn't hear it because it might have set him off because of the words used. She started walking again and he fallowed. 'You need me to slow down? Your short legs might not be able to keep up.' The one leading them said and Narendra disided to get lost in his thoughts rather then listen, making a list of things he was going to need sense Koschei was already getting quite bad, and he worried what would happen if he left the younger Gallifreyan for one moment.

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[AnimeSandPrincess]

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

「Dєʂȡєɱɵпɑ Αɱɑяɑ Ȼɾɩȿʈѳvѳ」

❝If Life is a Musical, Then Purgatory would be all the Bad Reruns❞

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.

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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 laughed lightly "Nonsense why would they be intimidated by you? Your one of the nicest people here" "And if they are its best that they get to meet you so that their not intimidated by you" she said truthfully.She shifted her weight from one foot to the other has he waited for his reply.She wondered who her new roommate was since she heard that she was being assigned one.But know matter she could stand most people so, she doubted that it would be hard to get along with the new teacher. "Plus I think the new teachers would like to actually get to know the mysterious person they call Headmaster" she said with a small laugh.
((OOC:Gah Its soooo short DX I went soo off topic on the last couple of sentences sorry, I am getting writers block))

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The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream

[DoctorTonyBonesHolmes]

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.

✿_________Ʌʀʈђʋʀ Ϛʈɑɳʃєƴ ΣԀԀіпɡςʈєɾɳ
-----------------------------✖_______The Headmaster

|♥| ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ •☽ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ☾• ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ |♥|

Arthur sighed faintly as Desdemona laughed, 'Nonsense why would they be intimidated by you? Your one of the nicest people here.' she had said and Arthur gently started to rub his tremble with his right hand. "They think I'm intimidating because I'm the headmaster and I can fire them there for they wouldn't want to relax and have a good time around me." Arthur mumbled out faintly because it was true the few times he had gone down to the pub on his own he had managed to upset the lot of them into silent and staring, and that had been when he was just a teacher, maybe though it would be different he had made quite a few changes to the staffing sense then. 'And if they are its best that they get to meet you so that their not intimidated by you' Desdemona said truthfully and he shook his head a little even though he knew that she was kind of right about it, a lot of the new teachers weren't to fazed by him, and the ones like Samuel didn't seem to care to much about who he was just that he was there. 'Plus I think the new teachers would like to actually get to know the mysterious person they call Headmaster' She said with a small laugh and Arthur looked moreifide at this.
"I am in no way mysterious, its not like I'm gone from the school all the time, and I talk to you all when I can around the paper work." Arthur said moving and picking up a few folders that one of the secretaries set in front of him that he would have o go though and read.

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[DoctorTonyBonesHolmes]

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 looked surprised as Desdemona asked the headmaster out to a drink with them all in the pub, and that the headmaster then agreed to it. He smiled slightly to himself taking the file was placed on the counter by one of the secretary watch her go over to the twins to hand them there key and schedule, today seem nice, well now at least taking up with a hangover didn't make it the best of days. He moved and conintrated on changing back into human form, because really how was he going to go carring around a folder bigger then he was. He started to glow lights sparkling around him as his shape changed to the bigger form and he had to stand there a moment and remember to pull in his wings which tried to flutter, which would have caused a small gust of air and papers to fly everywhere if he didn't pull them in. He stretched his muscles slowly and then grabbed the folder walking over to were Desdemona and the headmaster were talking a rather large grin on his face.
(( Child of Gehenna has quit the RP so I will be removing his characters, sense Samuel was with him and the twins I did this short little thing for us all to not have to get suck with his character. ))

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[GaffTapeGirl]

ღ XȻȴαɨɍε XXX Ϫɳɳ Ϻαɍɨε XXX ӇɑɯŧϦɵɍɳ X ღ

Ϯ X Ɉɑϻєƽ XXX Ȼɵȴŧɵɳ XXX ӇɑɯŧϦɵɍɳ X Ϯ

♫♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♥♦♫

I kissed a girl and I liked it,

The taste of her cherry chapstick...

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Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust,

It's what we all come to in the end...

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After talking for a moment with the lady behind the desk in the main office, Claire and Cole both received some paper work and their room keys and assignments. True to his word, the head master had allowed the twins to live with each other, instead of separating them and forcing them to live with a person of the same gender. If their father had known about it, he may have put a stop to it, but thankfully there was a lot that their father did not know. For instance, Mr. Robert Hawthorn did not know that this school was for the magically gifted. If he had, he probably would have forbidden both children from attending and may have had them locked up in a psychiatric hospital. It bothered the twins sometimes with how disinterested their father was when it came to their lives, but they had to admit it could be very convenient at times.

With keys in their pockets and suitcases in their hands the twins eventually found their room assignment. It was the last door in the hallway and they eagerly opened the door. It may not have been quite as big as they were used to, but it was their own space, and where they could be alone together. It was also admittedly nice that they were the last room. They only had one set of neighbors and that would hopefully limit the amount of people who heard them screaming. Cole screamed a lot more often than Clare did, but even she did her fair share if the situation was right. The twins dumped their bags on their beds. While Cole immediately began unpacking, Claire drifted off towards the window to look out at their view. It was a view of the grounds, pretty enough, but not very interesting.

Claire turned back and watched her brother unpacking for a moment. After a few seconds a grin appeared on her face and she ran over to her own bags. She rummaged around for a little bit before she came up with her iPod and it's docking station. She set it up on her desk and put on one of her favorite dance songs, Through the Dark by KT Tunstall. At the sound of the song, Cole looked up from his unpacking and groaned. He knew his sister well enough to know exactly what she was trying to do. Claire laughed at Cole's reaction and went up to him, taking his hands in her's. "S'il te plait, Colt? Papa did not let me practice my dancing all summer. Je t'en prie?" she begged him, looking up at him with her big puppy dog blue eyes.

Cole sighed and looked at her for a few more seconds before he finally nodded. "D'accord, ma soeur... D'accord," Cole grudgingly replied, although he did smile as Claire's face lit up. He put his hand on her waist and the other properly grasping hers. They both assumed the proper ballroom dance posture and as one they began to waltz around the room. It had been a long time since Cole had last danced with his sister. They had been a few years younger and on summer holiday from school. After their father caught them, however, dancing had been strictly banded from their home. Their father had never explained why, but the twins both knew it had to do with the death of their mother. As grudging as Cole sounded, he knew dancing made his sister happy, and that was why he had learned. Neither twin noticed that they had left the door wide open.


Translation:
S'il te plait = please
Je t'en prie= I beg you
D'accord= Alright
ma soeur= my sister