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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 9:58 am
 ~Angel Harris~ Angel followed the teacher, listening to the advice she was giving her. She nodded. "I might just do that. So I don't have to look so lost anymore," she said. She couldn't shake a feeling that someone (or something) was following her and the teahcer. She dared to look over her shoulder, but just saw people walking around and a another person walking behind them. Not to unusual. She turned back around as they reached the building.((Oh. Oops. I edited my last post, sort of. Thanks for clearing that up.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 11:19 am
{{I'm jumping back in! biggrin Maybe with more people in the RP now, Baya can interact with more people in the future.}}  BayaRose was on top of a roof on one of the buildings that surround the school. She was in her white fox form, complete with the blue crossed eyes. She was looking down at the students passing back and forth in curiosity. She had partially hidden herself behind a chimney so that she could observe without being noticed.
The headmistress had made it safely back to the school after staying with Baya's tribe. Now that she had talked with the headmistress, she was even more interested in The Tower than she had been earlier.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 6:32 pm
 ✹Πϵɳϵ ϒʊʅϵɣ✹`·.(`·.¸ ¸.·´).·´Nene walked silently through the halls with an unearthly grace. Her magenta hair swishing in the air behind her as she made her way to her next class, Chemistry she noticed, now glancing at her schedule. Keeping herself from rolling her eyes, the fallen angel sped up her pase to get to the Lab.
Once she was inside the classroom, she narrowed her eyes at Woody. He was nothing shorter than odd. He had a reputation for loving Science, something that she herself didn't mind, but wasn't crazy about. Not knowing how the period would turn out, she took a seat at one of the tables towards the back of the room, soundlessly watching as her teacher set up everything. She noticed as he messed with a device that resembled something close to a watch, noticing later that it was a magic nullifier. Oh goody.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 11:49 am
Eli nodded at Angel. "It's always a good idea to have a map on hand until you know your way around more." He led her up some stairs, briefly turning his head back some to look at Hunter. "If you need help, too, you can just ask, you know," he said kindly. "There's no need to hide back there."
As he spoke, a very conspicuous dodo bird (the previously mentioned Dede) flew by, letting out a little squawk as she passed Eli, turning her head and blinking at him, before continuing on down the stairs and, it seemed, towards the main office.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 4:55 pm
Rosa Analee  Heeled shoes pressed against the pavement of the school, but yet no sound could be heard from the now running new transfer student. Motorcycle parked and a white messenger bag strapped over her shoulder, Rosa made her way through the school. Well at least she tried to, unknowing as to where anything was on this strange planet, she didn't even know the proper language to be spoken. Blue eyes frantically searching for something called the office she was painfully shy to ask where it could possibly be. Finally mustering up to ask someone she was met with a look that made her even question her own sanity with the girls gaze and just silently backed away. Then after a few more pitiful tries she finally stumbled upon it and opened the door. After a silent exchange the woman at the desk relieved her by being able to speak her native tongue, brokenly, but to her amazement people did know that they existed. "Sk-ske-skedjuale..." she painfully tried to pronounce schedule. Reading it perfectly she followed the map to the Chemistry class. Her mind began to wander as she thought slightly about home, pushing the door open and into the class. Only now looking up from the sheet, she let the door close upon itself as her purple hair slowly faded to black and her blue eyes shone brillantly. Not noticing it she went up to the professor and handed the slip to him and saw the magic nullifier and instantly knew what it was. Looking at it scornfully she waited for Mr. Heartwood to take the slip.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 5:33 pm
((Waiting for Woonren to notice my post....))
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 5:47 pm
Deena glanced up as a student knocked on her door. "Enter," she called. She could care less if students came to her office unannounced, she really could. She'd been a teacher for most of her career, and what was a teacher if they weren't allowed to be asked a question or two? She hated teachers like that... they impeded the learning process, and if she found out about teachers at this particular school that did that, she'd fire them on the spot. There were several students at the school that were more qualified to teach than they probably were anyway.
She pushed the forms aside, having finished signing them, and pulled the deck of tarot cards from her pocket again. She placed them on the desk in front of her, before pulling her glasses back from their case, balancing them delicately on her nose. She preferred the glasses to regular ones, they looked a bit more fitting on her than normal glasses.... At least that was her own opinion, she could care less what anyone else thought about her appearance.
Granted, that was minorly counteracted by the fact that she covered up her more than full figure to keep anyone from finding out about it. And if anyone did find out, she'd either make them forget, or keep them from showing anyone that she was like it. "One moment," she said. The room wasn't lit very well, something she hadn't noticed while she was alone. "Fet," she said, five flames appearing above her fingertips like they were candles, before they jumped over, lighting actual candles placed around the room. She could have turned on the lights, but she didn't need them on, and she disliked the noise they made.
((I was waiting to see if Military Grade Chocolate would post again))
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 4:30 am
Wira Bima – Body Alchemist What are my chances? Upon being told to enter, Wira opened the door further and stepped into the dull room. It ws indeed the office of the headmistress. Flinching slightly as a few flames jumped from her hand to some candles, he realxed as he realised that the stories and myths were ture. Finally a place that he wouldn't stand out. Realising that he was gawking at the room, he closed his mouth and turned to Deena. "I.. Thank you for speaking to me so quickly. I was hoping that you could possibly let me join this school?" In the presence of someone that was meant to be so powerful, he couldn't help but feel awkward and out of place. More so because of how desheviled he looked.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 4:39 am
Kezia silverston barriers and brutality Bored~ Off to class... Kez just laughed as Orion reacted, it was the kind of reaction she liked, maybe he wasn't just a sack of angst after all. turning her attention to the time, Kezia thought it best to head to the next class anyway, even if it was Woody, spending another period wandering the school booby trapping things didn't seem like it would be much fun. " Well, I don't know about you, but I feel like winding Woody up, so I'm heading the the next class." She said to Riah as she started to walk down the corridor to chemistry. Whether Riah was going or not made little difference, Kezia wasn't interested. A few minutes later Kezia walked through the doors of the chemistry class to find herself stuck behind some girl she hadn't seen before, maybe a transfer student, a new arrival, either way it didn't matter, what did matter was that she was in Kezia'a way... " 'Scuse me, You're kinda blocking me a bit here." Kez mouthed as she looked for a way past the girl. Christopher Heartwood A Loss for a GainEmm, hello? Chris was busy writing on the board when the girl approached him, not someone he knew but obviously a student. Taking the piece of paper from her he looked at it with slight confusion, what was he meant to do with her schedule? and why was she staring at his 'bracelet' it's not like anyone knew what it did unless they seen him activating it, which a few people did... So it was plausible that word had maybe gotten around the school. " Emm, I think you're meant to keep this. You'll need it to find your next class, what's your name? Ah Rosa. Now Rosa if you could please pick a work bench for the class and be seated" He said politely reading her name from the schedule and handing it back. He didn't get some of these students, they were all so different and... Well, awkward to understand. ((Wee note, Chris made the nullifier himself, so recognizing it instantly might be slightly far fetched.))
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 11:56 am
Rosa Analee  The only reason why she knew about the nullifier was the extreme lack of energy that she had and the fact that her normally purple hair was now black and had quickly deducted what the blinking 'bracelet' could possibly be. Or she could be wrong entirely which was a perfect explanation since she had yet to get anything right in this seemingly other realm that was called Planet Earth. Panic hit her like a freight train with the incoherent sounds and syllables that Chris spoke. Blue eyes wide and blinking in her confusion she stood there like a deer in head lights, facial expression to the exact tee. She figured to herself that this was supposedly 'Engrish' that she had been informed about in their haste to get her away. Taking back the paper, and trying to understand it, she only got Rose out of his sentence, and knew that she was doomed before she even began. Kezia speaking only made it all the worse. Turning fluidly even with her powers null, Rosa tried to figure out what in the world the girl was saying. Credo che tutto si riduce a questo ... she thought to herself and kissed Kezia briefly on the lips. In a brief second Rosa was flooded with the the knowledge of English, lips already off and eyes wide with panic. She knew the customs, traditions and knew that wasn't something you would ordinarily do. "Please....I can explain...." she said in a musical voice, hands, the color of porcelain, held up defensively in front of her as she slinked back to hopefully what could be her refuge. (( What was said was Italian for "I guess it all comes down to this..." ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 12:56 pm
Kezia silverston barriers and brutality Two can play at that. She was about to say 'what the ******** you saying? but before the words could leave Kezia's mouth the girls lips got in the way. Kezia was actually taken aback by what had happened, and instinctively tried to form a barrier needle into the girls side from shock, but alas, this was Woody's class. Thinking quickly as the girl floundered in front of her Kezia's face changed to gave a mildly twisted smile. " Oh? So that's how things go with you..." She said almost seductively as she slowly stepped up to the doll like girl. Kezia, grabbing her hands, forcefully pushed her over and pinned her to Woody's desk. Using the momentum of her movements and the girls slight fall Kezia jumped up onto the desk and straddled the girl, pinning her hands above her head and leaned forward for another kiss. If she was going to make a move like that then regret it, Kezia would show her the consequences. " You'd better be careful around some people, we're not all flowers and innocence... You know, I could get used to this..." whispered Kez into the girls ear after removing her tongue from her mouth. It wasn't something Kez normally did, but it would probably be an effective way to embarrass the poor girl senseless on her first visit to the class. Kez leaned back slowly from the girl, letting her hands run down the girls delicate body, her eyes constantly locked on her victims, before 'dismounting' from the table and receiving a rather shocked look from Woody (who if anything was actually more troubled his desk had been messed up) then walked calmly over to her chosen bench next to a window in the back corner. sitting down and putting clunking her heavy boots onto the desk in front of her Kezia couldn't help but let out a laugh at the silence that now enveloped the room... ((Edited to add more description, nothing major.))
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:27 pm
Rosa Analee  Rosa's eyes were wide again, hands still trying to form some sort of parting between them but she wasn't really sure as to what she was trying to do with out her powers. 'oh sit' she thought to herself, this girl thought that she had made a move on her. "No no please that's how my people learn lang...." but before she could try to explain any further she was pinned and in a very awkward situation. Legs clamping together so as no on looker could see up her dress, Rosa shut down. She gave no outer appearance or even movement, tears wanting to well up in her eyes as extremely painful memories surfaced to her mind. New to the school and now a rumor that she was bi or lesbian was probably going to surface, not that she would care any, but she had hoped for a painless transition. Eyes cold and lifeless as they rested upon Kezia's in a somewhat haunting fashion. She saw a blurred image of Kezia when she felt her hands upon her body and soon realized the traitorous tears where from her eyes. Once the other girl was off of her she almost mechanically sat back up and cleaned up the desk to the exact way that it had been when she arrived. ".....languages she finished in a ghost of a whisper.Bowing in apology to professor Chris she took a seat near the front and middle of the room, setting her things down and out and wondering what her parents would think about this situation if they were still alive. (( You just had to do that xD and edited as well))
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:36 pm
((I did indeed XD Kezia's not a nice character, well... She can be, she's like an anti-hero, but without the righteousness, sometimes... most of the time she's a complete b***h)) I'll pop woody's reply up in this space later.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:57 pm
Christopher Heartwood A Loss for a Gain Da ********? Emm... Okay? s**t, what do I do. " KEZIA!! what in earths name do you think you are doing!?" He shouted at her on the desk, but before Chris could move to separate the two of them it was all over. He didn't know what to do, sexual assault had basically taken place right in front of his eyes, and it wasn't like he could send Kezia to the principal as she would just blatantly ignore him and do something else. He looked over at Rosa who bowed and sat down. What about her? Could he just leave her? Maybe he could escort her the principals after the class for some counseling. " Are you okay? You don't have to stay after that, I can transfer you into a different class if you want me to Rosa." He said leaning down to her level from in front of her desk.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 2:16 pm
Rosa Analee  With the loss of her powers his voice had given her a head ache. She wasn't used to such booming voices with her people always so soft spoken she was not ready for such the transition. She tried to focus on adjusting her senses so that it did hurt as much. "I-It's okay Mister Heartwood, I started all of the commotion to lead to the miscommunication so there's no need to yell at Kezia." Her voice was soft, blue eyes soft as she provided her explination. She wasn't defending her in any way but it was more so in her nature to do that than to back away for such a silly reason. He was probably thinking of sending her for some counseling and that thought almost made her chuckle. She had been through far worse and that thought alone got her through this little dilemma. Looking up at him with clear eyes, Rosa smiled a truly warm smile "No need Mister Heartwood, I'll be fine, but thank you for your hospitality." she said simply, giving Kezia a wink with her new found attitude.
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