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 Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:30 pm
  ✹Πϵɳϵ ϒʊʅϵɣ✹`·.(`·.¸ ¸.·´).·´Nene watched with mild interest as a strange newcomer entered the classroom shortly after her. Originally, her hair was a bright purple color, which made the fallen angel narrow her eyes in spite, but once she took a few more steps into the room, her long hair turned a dark color. Quirking an eyebrow, she glanced at Woody, then back at the girl. With a shrug of the shoulders, she returned her attention to the odd science teacher.
The new student, Nene learning her name was Rosa, had for some reason kissed Kezia shortly after the pinkette had walked into the room. Nene's mouth fell open in shock, completely taken off guard. What was the meaning of this? Oh, this was rich! Without her consent, an almost silent snickering sound escaped from the ex-angel's lips. She couldn't help it, the situation was just too great. Then, as if the situation couldn't get any better, Kezia proceded to harrass the poor girl. The impish teenager burst into hysterics at the sight, oh just the idea of this would be enough to make her crack a smirk, but this was just too much.
Realizing that she was laughing, Nene stiffled the laughter as quickly as it came. She turned her attention to the desk where her fists were resting, and just listened to the conversation between Keiza and Rosa, having nothing else to do. She learned that Rosa learned other's languages by kissing them...What a nice excuse. Nene smirked devilishly, pondering on whether or not to manipulate Rosa to making another move on Kezia...
Yes, that would be her next quest. She turned her gaze to Woody then widened her smirk, "Woody, I think that's sexual harrassment. You should expell the new lass for commiting such an offense."
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 5:14 am
 Christopher Heartwood A Loss for a Gain This class are a handful... Chris stood up and moved over towards his own large desk, which thanks to Rosa was it actually a little cleaner than it originally was. " No Nene, it was a misunderstanding... And something that we'll drop from conversation. Now if everyone would settle down for a few more minutes until some of the latecomers arrive." He said at the sly comment from the back of the room. Chris was surprised to see it come from Nene though, it was usually Kezia that kicked up trouble. but looking over at Kezia, she was just staring out the window and twirling a pencil at a stupid speed like a majorette. looked like she wouldn't be too much of a problem this class. Chris decided to keep an eye on her anyway, you never know with that girl ((Actually, wonder how many more folk will be joining us? I know Articx is planning to make it to this one XD))
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 1:43 pm
Deena sighed a little, considering hiring a secretary to take care of this sort of thing.... Actually, the school already had a receptionist so why hadn't she dealt with it? She shrugged. Not like she had much better things to do. She opened her desk cabinet, pulling out a dozen files of paperwork. "Fill these out and return them whenever you wish, to the receptionist in the front. We will obtain your past records and you will be given several proficiency tests to ascertain your skill level, if everything goes through," she said.
She looked up at him with her cloudy eyes, her voice as calculating and cold as if the words had been said by a machine. She had never been good with showing emotion... well... ever. She supposed it went back to high school when she started to... develop. So she got rid of most signs of emotion so that she would be ignored, and no one would notice how she looked.
She pushed up her glasses with her middle finger, looking at the student again, her analyzing glare seeming to go straight through the student. "Is there anything else you needed to ask me, or was that all?" she asked, her hands folding together and covering her mouth. She was a very patient person, and could wait all day if she needed to.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 7:08 pm
Rosa Charmeine Hael Muriel Analee "Calling an Angels Name is asking this angelic energy to make itself known to you ." As soon as it came, the triumphant feeling left with Nene's actions and words. She wanted to shrink back in her seat and all just because of some stupid and inconsiderate comment that was most likely trying to get her fired up. Fighting back tears, Rosa's legs fluidly tucked up against her body and a feeling that she knew well but hated to feel rose to then settle just below her rib cage. Maybe I should transfer... but that thought was soon null and replaced with another thought entirely. No, she would not leave this. She had gotten herself into this mess and she would work herself out of it. She had to learn all of these strange and silent rules and so she would. Keeping her legs the way that they were she took out her notebook and began to silently sketch in the back of it with her bag on top of the lab table. Her damn willpower and positive attitude, what was it going to get her into this time? (( So sorry I didn't post until now. I lost connection and lost the post that I had written. Also I just put lab tables since of the class, but if it's just desks I'll change it. )) "When I hear somebody sigh, 'Life is hard,' I am always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 8:56 pm
"who? Me?" Hunter said, looking almost embarassed that Eli had noticed him "I was just a little new and confussed a minute ago". He gave a faint smile to say that things were alright with him, really. Once he knew where he was going, the map made quite a bit more sense to him- in fact he thought that if they did call his bluff he could probably pull it off. Walking closer to them, he figured he'd maybe try to make more conversation, and have a friend who's also new right off the bat so he said "so I overheard we have the next class together..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 11:56 am
Wira Bima – Body Alchemist w00t. I be a pupil now.  Carefully taking the papers from her, Wira backed out of the room. Stopping at the door to answer her final question, he shook his head. "No ma'am. I'll be going then." She had said any time he wanted, hadn't she? Then that's exactly what he would do. As long as he handed them in, he would be a pupil so what did it mean to miss a class? And so he would go to a class. Wandering down the halls, he looked in through one of the many doors to see the man that had helped him earlier. And to top it off, he was a teacher. This would be his first class, even if he didn't really know what he taught. Knocking on the door, he pushed it open and strode in. "Excuse me. I'm suppost to be joining this class. Just to let you know." With that, he wandered down one of the rows and sat down, right in front of the relaxed Kezia.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 6:33 am
((bak and will post later today^^ anything I should kno is goin on??))
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 7:32 am
rionkybikun ((bak and will post later today^^ anything I should kno is goin on??)) Heehee, Hai!!!!!! *giggles and glomps you this time* I JOINED!!!!
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 7:50 am
((Emm, Chris has started a Chemistry class, that's about it I think, not seen much movement from anone else lately.)) Christopher Heartwood A Loss for a Gain Maybe I should hide behind something As Wira entered the room Chris instantly recognised him from the reception. " AH! Wira, nice to see you in my class. Oh and sorry about my impoliteness earlier I was in a terrible rush. If you would like to take a seat somewhere and I'll get class underway. I cant wait any longer for latecomers." He said cheerily as Wira wandered over and took his seat. " Right, now let's get the lesson underway. In front of you there is a sheet with instructions. If you can call them that." He said picking up a sheet from his own desk. His sheet was lightly crumpled though from the earlier altercation, but still readable. " Now, as you can read there isn't a set experiment today. At the back of the room there is plenty of bottles of various substances, what I want you to do is to lift, lets say 5, things, and react them... You will record whatever result that occurs. go have fun." He said as he demonstrated on his own desk by mixing various powders together, then adding one drip of acid to create a strange purple coloured gel that proceeded to 'digest' his spoon. The point of the class was to get students to understand Alchemy without the magic, by understanding the chemical reactions and applying magic to them their alchemy would be more fluid and more extravagant, the random reactions would also test their insight into different chemicals.  Kezia silverston barriers and brutalityWhoa! Shower man! As the new guy walked into the room Kez looked up. He definitely was new there was doubt about it... And oh god did he need a wash! the smell wasn't bad, but when he moved it became apparent that this boy had been on the road for quite some time. Kez looked at him sitting in front of her, he had tattoos, pretty badass... Maybe, if he washed, she would strike up a conversation, he could be a bit more interesting than others in this school. But her mind changed when the mention of random chemical reactions was made. Now, this could be fun and she was pretty sure not entirely safe.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 1:48 pm
 The presence of the human Dimenticato (or Dim in her words), lightly disturbed Vio's rest. Her wings buzzed in acknowledgement and a small frown entered her face. Young beebirds possessed hyper sensitive awareness against any large bursts of energy. A defense mechanism that aided both the youngling and colony. If a threat came too close, the cries of the child alerted the colony into action. It made safe and reliable scouts. Being one of the youngest, Vio retained the skill. For how long, Vio was unsure. Mature beebirds lost the ability after they go through The Test. Once the Queen evaluated their strongest qualities, she would assign the proper jobs. Vio never witnessed the process to incur the changes her people went through, but knew one thing. Scouts were always young. What did that mean for Vio? What would happen when she grew of age for the test? A moment of tension coiled her muscles, but quickly passed as Dim thankfully left. Though there were a few roofs here, one could not be too careful with the meddling humans. With the return of her peace, Vio completely returned to slumber and hummed pleasantly. Unfortunately, rest evaded her soon after and curiosity bubbled. Frustrated and awake, Vio rose and went to look for the irritating human. Dim's signature energy in mind, Vio bypassed teachers and students to find her prey. Vio found him a few minutes later and watched him quietly. The appearance of the spoon interested her. By now Vio understood utensils but this looked different from normal ones. Thus Vio demanded softly, "What is that?" Her face held a determined gleam but she kept a safe distance. The young freshman held dangerous tastes. If he got to close, Vio held no reservations in killing him. Is he not invincible though..? her mind pondered as she recalled an incident with a long fall. ((*yelps and laughs* I know right? XD can't wait to meet your kissing bandit lolXD and Disturbed Masterpiece i'm talking about you! ^^))
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 2:45 pm
Wira Bima – Body Alchemist Oooo~ Sparkly. Perking up at the chemicals being poured into the beaker, Wira finally worked out what class he had joined. Chemistry? That's alchemy without magic, right? Should be good at this then. Joining the ever growing scrum of bodies at the back, he was delighted that they moved out of the way for him, though it was more to do with the smell of his well traveled clothes rather than who he was. Picking up three liquids, a powder and a small, hard scale, he moved back to his desk. Setting the things down, Wira tipped some of the powder and one of the liquids into a beaker and peered at them, waiting for them to do something. When nothing happened, he put one of the other liquids into the mixture and whistled quietly as it began to glow a fluorescent green. When he covered it with his hands, it still glowed, even in the dark. With a little speculation as to what would happen, he took some of the powder and a little of the two liquids and placed them in a dish. The same happened, this time in a paste due to the amount of the powder. Instant light paste. A splash of the third liquid into the beaker made it shine a darker green before dulling to a cloudy green at the bottom of the glass. Taking the scale, he snapped a small piece off and dropped it in, resulting in a fiery glow from within the cloud that had formed earlier. Placing the rest of the scale into the paste, it gave the same firey glow before sucking it up giving the scale the same glow, albeit less powerful. The cloud in the beaker had almost gone as well, giving the small piece a smoky look to it. Slipping the glowing scale into his pocket, he put a bit more of the powder into the beaker, resulting in the green glow once more.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 7:48 am
 яιαɧ мιcɧαεℓs Riah bit her lip. She had never thought of herself as innocent. Nice, maybe, But not innocent. She didn't answer, she had blanked out for a while. It was only when Kezia said that she was going to class did Riah snap back into reality."Oh, Okay. I guess I'll go with you." she replied. She delayed for a while, to make sure she had everything she needed for the lesson with Mr. Heartwood. As she came into class, She saw that Kezia had been kissed. Her jaw dropped, but she decided not to say anything. She sat down in her seat, after walking past Nene.
[[OOC: Sorry for the really latew reply! I've been really busy DD:]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 3:34 pm
Rosa Charmeine Hael Muriel Analee "Calling an Angels Name is asking this angelic energy to make itself known to you ."For a while she had kept quiet, sketching taking over her senses as she tried to forget about the people's reactions and in her own little world. She was glad for the silence that the girl with the extravagant eyes granted upon her but the previous jaw dropping did not help the young angel's confidence or self esteem. Thankfully the next person to enter had not given her any attention and just took a seat next to Kezia, but truthfully made her wonder how long it would be before he too found out. She sighed ranking her fingers through her now jet black hair and pushed it to lay over her right shoulder. Hearing Mr.Heartwood speak up once more, Rosa closed her note book and took the paper in front of her and listened. As he explained the procedures she became slightly delighted in Mr.Heartwood's merriment at the boy who's name she now knew to be Wira. Isn't this a bit dangerous... she thought to herself as she watched Mr.Heartwood then mix the substances before her.She checked the sheet to see if it told what the substances were, but didn't find anything. Glancing back to the bottles and the people now rising to get them, Rosa tried to determine what they were from her seat but eventually rose silently and made her way to the back of the class, seemingly unperturbed from the recent skirmish. Seeing that it was clear she began to examine the different powders and liquids, taking some time to choose which ones that she wanted before going back to her seat. "When I hear somebody sigh, 'Life is hard,' I am always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 10:44 am
 Dimenticato
"Never forget, always forgotten."
Dimenticato sighed lightly, the spoon passing through his fingers as he twirled it. There was a person nearby; not human, but something with an energy based gift. With a slight smile, he locked onto it, everything else seeming to fade away. He sighed, looking up at the beebird with a rather stoic face set, though a smile did crack through the facade. "It's a spoon-like thing. I made it through boredom, and i didn't really have enough materials to make a proper sized-utensil. But, seeing as i can, or could, feel my energy being traced, it was you; right?" He asked, tilting his lightly to the side as he directed his full attention to her, a crack opening up in his hair, revealing one of his oddly colored eyes to the person. He slowed time monumentally after that, and studied her from a distance. He didn't move, his breathing patterns were not really necessary, so he didn't attempt them. He just studied, taking the shape and characteristics of the body into a detailed sketch in his brain, throwing it among all of the other student's.
(( Sorry about the short length >.> ))
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