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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2015 11:39 pm
  xxxxxＭｉｓｓ ＭａｙxxxxxNanelle "May" Rodgers『★ Elemental Teacher || ★ The Scorched Believer || ★ Age: 25 || ★ Profile || ★ Fire Inside 』☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━ ═☆
A clamorous echo of frantic heels clicked through out the stretching corridors as a rather flustered young woman haphazardly tried to pull herself together for the day. Through her begrudging whimpers, she would thread her disheveled sandy locks through a scrunchie before adjusting her blouse and incredibly suffocating capris, all the while clenching the edge of her coffee cup between her teeth for dear life. She was thankful for remembering the lid this time around, but damn was it sloshing around! "Schit-schit-schit!" she hissed through her teeth. Safe to say, her late night and in turn, waking up INSANELY late was making her feel a bit...stressed, but it wasn't her fault that Alice wasn't clear about the day the students were arriving! Even though, it was actually the day before that they arrived and today was, well, a free day. Joanne hadn't been there to remind her seeing as Nanelle had actually slept in her own apartment for once (and by sleep, she meant staying up all night playing dating sims) but failed to set herself an alarm. Just thinking about it made her fingers itch, more specifically as she kept her index finger and thumb firmly pressed together thus resulting a rather odd flicker of red electricity sparking from her person.
So here she was, bursting through the doors of her gorgeous Potter-esque classroom in the middle of the day with her now disappointingly lukewarm coffee in hand and a-little-less-disheveled-attire. And yet, her classroom was completely empty. She set her coffee down on the podium with an audible thud before taking a moment to drink in the absolute emptiness of the room. The sandy brunette stood at the front in silence as her golden-flecked orbs wandered the arched ceilings, dark oak panels of the wooden floors, and even the large, latticed looking over whatever environment Alice had fabricated outside. Empty, soooo empty. After a moment of catching her breath, she pressed her palms together and rested her cheek on them on one side, her eyes sparkling with delight. "I'm early~!"
Whether or not she believed the obvious facade was uncertain, but she was at least happy and in better spirits about it. What she wasn't too pleased about was the lack of competence found in her cup of 1/4 coffee, 3/4 cream and sugar; the sickly sweet flavor was fine, but how hard was it to stay at a decent temperature. "If I had a thermos.." Her voice carried out into the emptiness with her sudden exclamation before receding into her usual tone. "Then my breakfast wouldn't be so cold." Nanelle huffed, keeping her eye on the front row of seats as she reached back and grabbed her drink. It would've been so much easier to have a reusable thermos that could retain heat to use for coffee, but after her incident with the first few, it was apparent that Joanne was the proverbial wall keeping her from owning one. Why she got so upset about the cleverly named Coffee Volcano, Nanelle would never know, so she had to begrudgingly resort to re-heating her drinks herself. Within moments of the cup being in her hand, the sound of bubbling liquid could be heard as steam faintly rose from the exposed lip of the lid.
The young woman then took an audible swig of the drink that could only mean business, before casually strolling around the aisles of desks. She allowed her fingers to glide along the aged wooden surfaces of passing desks, ignoring the grating sound of her unnecessary amount of rings scraping along with it. The desks themselves were coated with layers of heavy-duty sealants and retardants that were so effective that one might call it magic, so she wasn't exactly worried about causing any damage. In fact, if she wanted to scorch the entire room, she was pretty sure that everything would be okay in terms of damages. 'I asked Alice to double check that right..?' Hm, that would have to be tested later.☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━ ═☆
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 5:29 pm
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Oº°‘¨ Sheila Vixen¨‘°ºO
╚══════════════╝ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁ ◤ "Musta lost your damn mind running around like that" Sheila growled as she walked in clad in her usual attire whike holding Mei off the floor by the back of her shirt. " Sorry if Im sounding mean but I have better s**t to do today than chase your fuzzy tail around so forgive me if I'm not in the mood to play tog or whatever you were trying to do. Oh...hey"The tall blonde looked around the classroom and settled her eyes on the teacher "Is uh...this where I come to learn how to burn things?"◢ "Stay outta my kitchen and you wont get burned"...
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 5:53 pm
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❝I will pray for your soul before I beat you into the ground!❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
Mei's striped tail flicked back and forth happily. After Sheila had changed into her new attire before picking her up by her shirt- which was the equivalent to the scruff of her neck really- they began walking the last few lines of hallways. She smiled when Sheila mentioned her mind being lost, and she scratched the back of her ear before shaking her head quickly.
"It's evening, Ms Sheila! I wanted to get you here before we had to go-"
She cut herself off before looking at the really pretty teacher as Sheila addressed her. She smiled wide, dropping out of the blonde's hold and landing on her feet before straightening herself out. She waved slightly, and wanted to nudge Sheila from her hilarious comment. Burn things? That's hilarious!
The woman looked so pretty, Mei thought as she looked to the teacher. She wished she could have been this woman's student! Mei looked wide eyed at the woman, still waving, and her smile still spread across her face, completely oblivious to the alchemic looking room. She wondered what her actual teacher would look like!
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Ms Sheila and the Fire Elemental teacher- SHE'S SO PRETTY || What: Talking to the teacher || When: Evening || Where: A classroom || Thoughts: Such a pretty room
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 4:14 pm
xxxxxＭｉｓｓ ＭａｙxxxxxNanelle "May" Rodgers『★ Elemental Teacher || ★ The Scorched Believer || ★ Age: 25 || ★ Profile || ★ Fire Inside 』☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━ ═☆Upon hearing the nearing voices at the door, Nanelle's face lit up with utter delight before assuming the position. The ever positive, passionate burn of an amazing teacher position! With her bosom puffed out and her stance firm, the spitfire of a woman donned a 1000 watt smile as she positioned herself on the nearest desk. 'A little late, but it's the first day so I'll let it slide!' Even her thoughts seemed cheerful as her scarlet eyes fell upon the strikingly stark contrast between the two, especially in height. Blonde and chestnut hair cascaded through her doors like the two main characters of a fantasy shojou; the taller blonde was obviously the dominant, the warrioress and protector of the smaller with the precious little cat e--CAT EARS. WHAT. KAWAII-F'CKING-DESU.
Dismissing any and all sorts of formalities, Nanelle rushed up to the little striped feline with an unnerving speed before setting her drink aside and clasping her still warm hands around the darling's sweet little face. She then ran her thumbs over the girl's cheek, squishing the pinkening flesh as her golden-flecked orbs glimmered with questionable intent. "Such a cute Aurealis Animalia..." she cooed through a hungry smile, seeming as though she were completely enamored with the young tigerling. Yet as the blonde spoke her piece, it seemed as though flames smoldered in Nanelle's gaze. "Burn things?" Her now piercing orbd flickered over to the blonde, hands unmoving.
"My dear MC, you've come to the wrong teacher!" Finally, she released the girl before her hands snapped to her hips and spun on her heels to face Sheila. "We don't just burn things here.." A devious little glint twinkled in her eye as she raised a hand, triggered to snap at something furious. "We indefinitely scorch them~!" Sparks of red energy leapt off her skin like electricity, making her grinning expression seem all the more ominous, yet it near instantly reverted into a sweet, attentive mask once she spoke again. "So how can Miss May of the Blaze help my dear student today!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 5:33 pm
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Oº°‘¨ Sheila Vixen¨‘°ºO
╚══════════════╝ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁ ◤ "Rrrrright" Sheila raised an eyebrow at the woman who was apparently the teacher, at least better than the teachers she had back in NY, and crossed her arms "So I just found out I can do a little...blazing, of my own and I dont know how in the hell i did it" she pointed at Mei "One second we're fighting and I try to smack her in the chin and the next thing I know theres a black and red firework shooting out of my hand and exploding so hard I felt my teeth rattling"To demonstrate Sheila held one hand up and rolled up her sleeve as she increased her body temperature. Soon the air around her arm began shimmering like the scalding hot surface of a car in the summer heat. "I know for a fact I can manipulate my body's temperature but if I can do other things, things involving heat, I wanna learn to use em so I can ******** things up. That's why we're here ain't it?"◢ "Stay outta my kitchen and you wont get burned"...
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 3:31 pm
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Mei's eyes dilated involuntarily as she took in the blurring image of the teacher. She looked like a wide eyed child as the woman's fingers clasped onto her cheeks and slightly wiggled them. The dark haired girl giggled as the woman spoke- what in the world was a auralis animilia anyways?- and the warmth of the woman's hands was nice on flesh. Her striped tail swayed happily, curling slightly, and her ears flicked back and forth at the attention.
Even when the teacher's attention was diverted to Sheila, her fingers still continued to work themselves against Mei's flesh and the girl giggled again, though more stifled to not disrupt the conversation. She felt a soft purr in the back of her throat, and she was caught up in her bliss to care much when the reverberation swept into the air.
When the teacher finally moved her hands, Mei's dilated pupils opened and she shook her head lightly before looking in wonder at the red sparks that ran around the teacher. She looked to Sheila, excitement plain on her face, and asked the silent question of: Can you do that too?!
She smiled again when Sheila then pointed to her and recounted their sparring session. In truth, Mei wished the spar would have continued as she wasn't afraid of fire in the least, but her attention was again diverted when the blonde started to show the difference in waves of the air and that it was rippling off of Sheila's skin. Her mouth was open in awe and she wondered how many other people could do something like that.
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Ms Sheila and the Fire Elemental teacher- SHE'S SO PRETTY || What: Talking to the teacher || When: Morning || Where: A classroom || Thoughts: Let's go explore the room!
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:50 pm
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❝I'm right, you're wrong. Get over it, pipsqueak.❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
Dez walked into her class the next morning after the announcement blasted in through the walls. Her red hair hung around her, as she couldn't be bothered to place it up in its messy bun so early, and her green orbs peered around the- totally not full classroom. Sure she had been a bit drowsy when she heard the automated voice ringing in her ears, but she didn't think she missed everything the thing said.
"Aw s**t," she whispered, keeping her head down and walking further into the class.
It didn't look too fancy in the place, and there was even a cute blonde woman standing with a wee sandy haired girl. The girl looked more like she was out of a manga with how she seemed to think everything was totally amazing, while the blonde looked like she had walked out of some down and dirty area you'd see on the telly. From Brooklyn, Dez finally thought as it clicked in her head where the woman reminded her from. The girl knew the cat lass couldn't be in this particular class since the roster said it was only for elementals, but she did hope the blonde was in there with her. If not for simple eye candy, at least they could spar at one point.
Speaking of the class, Dez's eyes turned upward to the ceiling as she bent back on her bench. Her legs weren't hooked to anything, and she looked like her entire body was stretching completely perpendicular on the seat. When Dez felt her core tighten and her muscles begin to work themselves from the held position, she allowed her fiery strands to brush against the ground lightly so she could look to the ceiling and the floating orbs that held there. They seemed more like magnifying glasses than anything, and Dez was happy to see that the room held some kind of alchemy-esque vibe to it.
Raising herself up by her abdominal muscles instead of her hands, Dez placed a clothed elbow onto the wooden desk and she looked to the trio.
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Three others || What: In Class || When: Morning || Where: Miss May's Classroom || Thoughts: Huh, what other kind of elementals will I meet here?
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Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2015 4:19 pm
xxxxxＭｉｓｓ ＭａｙxxxxxNanelle "May" Rodgers『★ Elemental Teacher || ★ The Scorched Believer || ★ Age: 25 || ★ Profile || ★ Fire Inside 』☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━ ═☆With her hands neatly laced together before her, Nanelle listened intently to the potential blazer of a blonde as she described the moment in question. Being that she wasn't entirely as masterful as Joanne in hiding her internal thoughts, the sandy blonde quirked a brow as Sheila explained the odd ball of flame amidst their sparring. 'She's only ever known internal thermal control before now?' Images of her younger self flicking embers onto the clothes & papers of classmates came to mind, but she couldn't really fault the girl for her stunted experience; Nanelle and her sister had been exercising their abilities since their youth, so to make such a comparison would seem unfair. What did concern her however, was the sudden ability to expel that much energy in the form of a physical flame. Normally elementals even more experienced then Sheila weren't able to conjure their own flame without pulling material from their surroundings, so this specific instance was peculiar.
'Maybe it was like the matchstick effect...add some friction and there ya go.' Nanelle tapped her chin before speaking again, "Hehe, pot jokes. Well, since you already have internal thermal control down, it sounds like you figured out how to focus that in a physical burst, I'm guessing with a good punch! Huah!" She threw a quick punch away from the girls as a small, palm sized flame burst forth from her fist and licked at her knuckles before dispersing into nothing. "Seeing as you're still a baby, you can only take from active flames around you, or spark a flame from an extreme source of heat-slash-energy! So basically in theory, as of right now, you can only reach the temperature of flames without creating an actual flame on your own. But it also sounds like you've found a way to use the friction made in yo' boxin' skills to spark one, smart!" she exclaimed, giving the blonde a playful punch in the shoulder with the same fist once slithering with flames. She enjoyed praising her potential students, maybe if they always didn't deserve it, so long as they had hope to excell! Right?
Nanelle then offered the giddy tigerling a wink straight out of an Idol cutout before her attention was drawn to a particularly buxom, scar-riddled red-head entering her class. Though she was ready to embrace the young woman with her trademark greeting, the young teacher could feel the dreadful veil of 'early' dawning upon her, which was weird even though she knew she had gotten up on time that day.
Not really. In fact, she had gotten up hours before dawn had broke, and she had just so happened to catch these kids wandering into her class at odd hours of the early morning. How weird. Regardless, she watched at the red-head made herself comfortable on one of her desks -- naturally Nanelle would've been peeved that her desks were being used in such a way, but seeing the muscles suddenly erupt into fissures along her abdominals struck her completely rigid. Her eyes stretched wide as her cheeks flushed with a rosy tint. "B-B-Bara babe...!" She uttered, her tone hushed by the feeling of absolute awe engulfing her. Were all her students gonna be like this!? No, no...she needed to focus, a student needed her right now. "Good morning and welcome to class!" Her voice melodically carried over to Dez as she swung her arm in a welcoming arc. "Feel free to keep stretching! We do alot in this class so great thinking!" Turning back to the two girls, Nanelle smiled. "All we gotta do is train it so you can master the matchstick trick!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2015 5:05 pm
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Oº°‘¨ Sheila Vixen¨‘°ºO
╚══════════════╝ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁ ◤ "Jesus Christ" Sheila thought to herself as the teacher made a pot joke, the thought that this woman would be teaching her left her more than a bit uneasy just from how unbelievably unprofessional she sounded. Up until now any teachers/ bosses she'd had were mostly no nonsense upon the first meeting ang gradually became more open and lax about their behavior, not just straight up bubbly girl right from the get go. Sheila's attention was briefly caught by the newcomer that strolled into the room with hair that reminded her of her own natural color. Everything about the girl screamed 'fighter' from her expression to the taut and toned muscles that resembled her own, and the tall blonde briefly debated challenging her to a fight, but quickly shook her head. "Later.." she thought "So wait I just super heat the air and suddenly I can punch fire?" Sheila tapped her temple for a moment, that didnt add up since she technically hadnt punched, she had her hand open. "If we're operating on theory then in theory what I'm igniting is essentially just oxygen after enough heat gathers at a fixed point right?" she locked eyes with the strange teacher "Even if I'm not creating fire out of nothing there's still the fact that I shot it into the air and it exploded "She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose for a moment "So what then? I just need enough heat via conduction and I can start a forest fire?" The blonde tapped a finger to her temple a few times as she thought before going still as she recalled the teacher snapping her fingers and creating sparks. Could it be as simple as that? Sheila looked at her hand for a moment as she began heating the surface of her skin and gave a quick snap. Nothing. The blonde knitted her brow in annoyance as she tried again with the same result. She snapped again and again, each time yielding no results save for frustrating herself and inadvertently raising her surface temperature until she gave one last quick snap that resulted in a spark bursting to life for a brief second before fading back into nothing. Okay , this was a start. She allowed herself to calm down and snapped again just as quickly as the previous time. Another spark, slightly bigger this time. Again, and again and again, each time producing a spark at her fingertips that caused Sheila's face to light up a little bit more each time. ◢ "Stay outta my kitchen and you wont get burned"...
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 9:07 am
nnnnnn⊰. . .Ｍ ｅｉ ❇ Ｌｉｎ. . .⊱nnnnnn
❝I will pray for your soul before I beat you into the ground!❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
Pot jokes, Mei thought as she looked up at either women. I don't see a pot lying around anywhere. Maybe it's code!
Thinking it some type of secret language, Mei began to smile widely as she listened intently to things that did not matter to her. She was happy that Sheila had found her teacher to learn things, and even when the women did a lot of clicking and made a flame of her own, the little girl was shocked. Would her animal teacher show her something like that?
When the teacher winked at her, Mei closed her eyes and beamed, and her ear twitched when she heard someone enter the class. Mei had never seen someone so tall and with that many muscles before, but she didn't have much time to see the amazing feat of strength, or what "bara babe" meant as she turned to Sheila.
"I'll see you laters! I gotta find my teacher and see if she can teach me something like that. Bye!"
And with that the little girl waved and ran out of the class.
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╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Ms Sheila and the Fire Elemental teacher- SHE'S SO PRETTY, and a really pretty red head || What: Talking to the teacher || When: Morning || Where: A classroom || Thoughts: I gotta go find my teacher!
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❝I'm right, you're wrong. Get over it, pipsqueak.❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
As Dez sat in her seat, her eyes carried over to the trio again when the teacher yelled over to her. She didn't flinch, but seeing as the conversation had nothing to do with her, she simply nodded her head in hearing before just going back to staring again. She wanted to see what the competition could do, or she wouldn't have been watching so intently, and she was rewarded when the chick spewed a bit of fire out of her hand. Sure, it took a lot of clicks of the thumb and index finger, but hey that was legit fire.
When the tiger girl left, Dez heard the teacher say something about keep stretching, and the red haired vixen shrugged with compliance. Well if the teacher was giving her ample room to, she might as well.
Placing her bag onto her desk, she was glad she only bought minimal supplies today regarding school things, and she situated her pouch full of lesser metals on her back hip on the right. She stretched tall, standing on her tiptoes, before falling swiftly down onto her hands and began doing clap push ups. She did her rep of 100 before switching over to do the same rep for curl ups while she punched the air on her way up. She made sure to be silent so the teacher and student could still speak, and barely let out any breath that could be seen as strain.
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Two others || What: In Class || When: Morning || Where: Miss May's Classroom || Thoughts: Good thing I brought a change of clothes. I wonder if they have a shower in here
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 5:15 pm
Zack Hart The Fire Knight of Team Haven♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Zack ran into the classroom, and looked around. He saw one familiar face which was Shelia, and two new ones. Dez and Miss May. When he saw his teacher he bowed to her, "Hello! My name is Zackaria Hart. I hope I'm not late." he said with a slight Scottish accent, his hair still dripping wet from the pool. At one look from the room it reminded him of his home. Stone everywhere. Probably because they were going to experiment with all sorts of elements. He observed some more and saw that everyone was stretching. He blinked a couple of times before following along to not be the odd one out.♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 6:39 pm
nnnnnn━╃. . .Ð ą η † є x♈x м ι к ą є ℓ § σ η . . .╄━nnnnnn ❝Voice:I r-really dunno!❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
The now dried boy burst into his class, his tote bag swinging wildly behind him as he entered. His blue orbs traveled around the room to someone who seemed to have just gotten there as well, someone strangely doing.. stretches in the back, and two others standing halfway between the door and the desks. He bowed to them slightly, his sister teaching him something of etiquette, before he sat at one of the desks near the red haired vixen, but also to the far left of the room. It was strange, as it was not a real desk but a bench to sit on and a table to place your things, and he quietly pushed his bag onto the table. Looking around again, he watched as two of the individuals continued to stretch, and surmised that the two speaking were teacher and student.
Well, he thought, at least I'm in the right class...
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Classmates || What: Intrigued || When: Afternoon || Where: My classroom || Thoughts: At least I'm here
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 10:19 pm
 xxxxxＭｉｓｓ ＭａｙxxxxxNanelle "May" Rodgers『★ Elemental Teacher || ★ The Scorched Believer || ★ Age: 25 || ★ Profile || ★ Fire Inside 』☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━ ═☆Nanelle clapped her hands together, complete ecstatic and in awe of Sheila's success. "Amazing!!" Her large eyes glimmered with delight as she gently touched upon the blonde's shoulder with a smile that would make even a fistful of bedazzled glitter envious. "As your teacher, I must say that I am already SO proud of your progress!" Even though she did nothing at all for the girl. The sandy brunette clenched her fist as flames smoldered in her amber optics. "Just think, in a matter of weeks, you may even be able to scorch entire FIELDS--oh, I can't wait, it'll be so fun, just feeling that rush and all the power, the CONTROL, at your finger tips! We only just met and already you're showing such blinding promise--!" Nanelle had yet again went off onto another rambling tangent about nothing until she realized that the fiery-haired cutie pie had decided to leave.
"N-no...my little gijinka! Woe & despair, befall upon thine self..." A quivering hand reached out to Mei's vanishing form as she scampered out the door, however her slender figure had soon been replaced by two others. Two strapping young men, in fact! Taking a moment away from Sheila attention, she studied the two with immense but relatively brief, intensity just as she did students previous to them. Another red-head, and another Scottie! 'Is the universe trying to tell me that this year's color to look out for is red? It is the color of passion & romance after all..' A red head dripping with good looks, too...wait, no, that is definitely water he was leaving all over the floor, why did the poor thing look like a drowned rat? The teacher's once excited expression reverted into one of slight concern, but she would deal with that in a moment. The other was a taller, slender gentleman with a cute mop of disheveled raven hair, but the most dastardly of all, he was sporting a pair of glasses.
Nanelle's nostrils flared as the temperature of her skin sky rocketed. 'M-m-megane...' The image of her lover in the night flashed her mind with such a shameful quickness that she snapped her gaze back to Sheila with the needless dramatic flair that seemed to accompany all of her actions. "My goodness, this is starting to become quite the class.." she breathed as she quietly bit her knuckles. She needed to start her pairings right away, but first, there were formalities that needed to be tended to. "My dear blazing beauty, why don't you take a seat? I will have to train you personally to turn up the heat on those flames of yours. As for my newer guests.." She wheeled around on her heals once more with hands on hips and a sparkling grin on her face.
"Welcome to class, my darlings! Feel free to warm up however you feel comfortable! Just don't hurt anyone yet, because I am an avid believer of the 'Hit them back' ideals so long as I get to retaliate, hahah~! But as for you!" She brought her knuckles to her lips, grazing the ring decorating her pinkie before gracefully sending a distanced punching motion at the dripping Zack. The static movement then blended into a graceful strumming along the air before reverting into a 'lifting' motion of her fingertips, like a puppeteer sweeping their doll of its feet. The droplets from the floor began to lift with relative ease, leaving the surface void of any moisture until each droplet had formed into a marble-sized sphere; she coaxed it over to her as she then approached Zack with an unnerving silence. "..are you seriously dripping on my floor?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2015 12:03 am
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Oº°‘¨ Sheila Vixen¨‘°ºO
╚══════════════╝ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁ ◤ Sheila simply stared at this oddball of a teacher as she behaved like a ...what did the guys in high school call her brother? A weeb? "Christ on dry toast.." she muttered as she turned and headed toward an empty seat toward the back of the room, her usual seat in a class, and lit one of her hand made cigars with the tip of her finger and fell into silence as she rested her cheek in her palm. This woman, good a teacher as she ay be, just...bothered Sheila. Maybe it was the energeticness , or maybe it was the fact that she ,and admittedly Mei, reminded her of her little brother and brought that icy gripping feeling on her heart yet again. Not a sensation she was a fan of and certainly not one she was eager to feel again. ◢ "Stay outta my kitchen and you wont get burned"...
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