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 Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 9:30 am
So now he was being rangeled in to teach kids about their DNA parents. He gave a dramatic sigh as he shifted in his chair flipping through a book trying to figure out as much information he could about about the angel what was Justice. It really wasn't his forte, he would much rather of talked about the demons..but it wasn't his call.
Still thumbing through the large tomb on his desk he sat up and sneezed the dust from this book was giving him the most horrible allergic reaction. Besides he figured if he needed to he could...stretch the truth a bit. The kid wouldn't know the difference right?
So now he waited in his classroom that was taking on a rather dark feel...black candles around and was that a stuffed crow? He apparantly was a fanatic of the dark arts.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:11 am
To say that Zwei was excited would be an understatement. He was psyched. Teyr was always scared, but not him! He was brave, and now he knew why- he really was a hero of justice!
For the occasion, Zwei wore his red cape and carried his toy sword. Even though he'd been told that it was just going to be a lesson, and that the real angel of Justice wouldn't be there, he wanted to make a good impression. He would show them how much justice he had!
While Zwei was too excited to notice the decor, Ennea did, and shuddered slightly. The room gave her the creeps. She wished she was with Teyr instead, but Bernard had told her that going with him would be even worse. Gulping, she squeezed Zwei's hand and approached the desk. "Mister Teacher?"
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 9:21 am
Mr. Zyane looked up as he heard the small voice speak to him, he stood up quickly his hands slamming onto his desk.
"It is Master of Darkness!" He said in a rather over dramatic voice as he flared out his cape behind him though he seemed serious the twitch of a smile was on the corner of his mouth before he broke out laughing.
"Sorry I couldn't resist." He said as his laughter finally dimished, "seriously though you may call me Mr. Zyane." He continued his hand lingering on a thick tome on his desk.
"This must be my student." He continued looking at Zwei a sparkle of interested registering in his dark eyes. Such an interesting combanation...Justice ...well he wasn't so interested in his angel half...it was the demonic half ..but he would do what he was suppose to do...teach.
"Please please sit down anywhere. Then we can get the class underway."
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 12:57 am
Zwei was startled when the man entered, but when he heard who it was he brandished his plastic sword in what he hoped was a menacing fashion. "Back, you fiend!" he shouted, copying the heroes on television. "Back to darkness!"
"Zwei!" Ennea pulled him back before he could assault the teacher. Though the man was a bit scary, he probably wasn't bad. And sure enough, he was the teacher! "So sorry," she apologized.
Unapologetic, Zwei just thrust out his chest. "Don't want to learn about justice from bad guy," he said crossly. Where was the real teacher? This guy was probably a test.
With more mumbled apologies, Ennea squeezed Zwei's shoulders. "Behave," she said warningly.
"Hmph," he muttered, sliding into a chair. What was this guy supposed to teach him?
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 10:05 am
The smirk the spread across the 'teachers' face was undenaiable, though he would of loved to summon something for the little one to fight he knew that was not his place..and he didn't exactly want to invite the wrath of his boss down upon him.
Still he finally sat down the tomb in front of him was ancient...with silver letters flowing over the cover he opened it.
"Yes yes, I am your teacher, and you should seriously consider who is a bad guy in the situation...looks can be deceiving." He said with a laugh before he gestured for them both to sit.
"Today you are here to learn about your virtue, Justice. I can see you already take to those genes...rather enthusiastically." He mentioned with a tinge of laughter. He really was a nice guy..he just took himself too seriously as well his subject matter. Though that pertained to demons ...he could at least amuse himself with teaching virtues as well.
"First of all...did you have any questions about your virtue father?"
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 8:33 pm
Smarting at the reprimand, Zwei looked away, then back at the teacher. "You said you were darkness," he said firmly. "Shouldn't say that if you aren't bad guy."
"Was just kidding, Zwei. Right?" Ennea nodded at the teacher, though she couldn't honestly say that his entrance hadn't disturbed her. But for all she knew, this was a normal way to teach. They both had to pay close attention.
"Fiiiine," Zwei sighed. He could understand it being a joke, he supposed. He just didn't like jokes about evil. They weren't funny.
His bad mood seeped away, however, as he looked at the book the teacher had with him. That looked interesting! And his comments made Zwei nearly jump up out of his seat. "I'm gonna be a superhero!" he proclaimed. "Like Sparkle Rangers and Superman and other heroes. Fighting for justice!"
Speaking of which... "Where is he?" he asked, not without some disappointment. "Teyr can meet his dad-person. Where is he?"
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 8:35 am
As if prepared for this question he nodded his head thoughtfully, before he sat there thinking a moment, finding it ironic one who was trying to play the epitome of a good guy wanted to meet his virtue father.
"He quite frankly isn't here. His DNA was aquired through unusual means." He started as he continued to not his head, "And it probably is for the best, I can't say he would of taking a liking to you or anyone else here at the facility." He continued with a shrug. Justice had a twisted sense of what justice was...int he hands of an angel ....well...they were a bit too racist. He'd probably of run the poor kid through rather than talk to him, since in his blood was tainted with the enemy.
"But other than that we should get started on our lesson."
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 3:57 am
Zwei was not exactly pleased with the answer to his question- why would a hero not like someone trying to be a hero?- but he kept his sulking to a minimum, simply slouching back into his chair and looking sullen. He was here to learn, in order to be better at what he wanted to do, so it would be better to drop the issue and focus.
"Yes, sir," he said politely, folding his hands on top of his desk. "Ready."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 9:22 am
The man observed them both a long quite moment before he nodded his head and then opened the book on his table and thumbed through a couple of pages before finally stopping. He read over the basics anything more than that he would refer back to it.
"Now..where should we start...we could dicuss the living armor that you have, or perhaps some history about Justice? this is your lesson, what did you want to learn from it?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 11:07 pm
"Everything," was Zwei's simple answer. If the man could teach it, he wanted to learn it. How else was he supposed to become a better hero? "Armor, history, saving people- everything! Whatever you teach, I want to know."
Ennea leaned over. "I think he wants to know where you want to start," she suggested in a loud whisper.
Zwei shrugged. Did it matter? If he was learning everything, who cared where they started?
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 8:50 am
Saving people? He resisted the urge to smirk, though the smile twitched on the corner of his mouth before he nodded his head.
"We will start with the living armor then." He announced as he stood up and then with a strange gesture of his right hand the candles flickering in the room seemed to brighten. The room was every bit cliche to a sorcerers house...candles...a summoning circle drawn on the floor in one corner books shelves crammed with books. In fact the chalkboard behind him and the teachers desk seemed out of place...as well the student desks.
"The armor on your body grows, and can heal itself. In this aspect it is very similar to Liberality's metal wings. They can also grow with the body and are able to heal themselves after periods of time. There have been few studies on what either sources are made of. Weither the metal is merly magical in essence and forming into the metal like substance or if it is gueinely a form of rare metal that can co-exist with organic substances we are unsure." He started off with a nod of his head. Though Mr. Zyane seemed a bit ...sketchy he did hold a wealth of information.
"We are also unsure if the removal of suchs parts would result in regrowth or if removing the substance completely means that is much like a plant and cannot be regrown ones its 'roots' are removed." He continued.
"any qusetions so far?"
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