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Eloquent Conversationalist
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 Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 10:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 5:48 pm
Aurora turned to the half-breed girl. He put a hand on his helmet and slid it down, sliding a shiny black visor down, hiding his face. Several pipes jutted out from circular slots on his massive left gauntlet that had slid open, the farthest back pipes nearly pointing back and being longer, while the two on the wrist were very short and pointed straight up. They began blasting what appeared to be steam with loud hissing noises. A slot on the palm opened up, revealing something swirling blue and white inside. It wasn't clear what exactly it was. The falcon reformed from the blade and landed atop his head, creating two large silver and gold fins jutting diagonally out from the sides of his head. He pulled a rod from a compartment on his back, and with the flick of his wrist it extended into a large staff which he pointed at the half-breed.
"I'm telling you one last time. Run, before he reshapes."
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 5:57 pm
Mrs. Enlil stood up, still shaking slightly. "Hoo, when I get my hands on him..." She casted a suspicious glance at the warrior, even though he probably saved her life or some profound junk. "Which half-breed?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:00 pm
He jumped, apparently startled by the teachers remark. He turned to face her. "So...you..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:02 pm
((omg this onion is MAGNIFICENT! Soooooo juicy!))
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:05 pm
The teacher crossed her arms defiantly. "Don't be retarded. I'm only part dragon myself."
((WTh? An onion?))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:08 pm
"My apologies madame, I was referring to this vampiric abomination." He said with a bow.
((look, im a strange person ok? I'm 7 foot, im in a fight club, i laugh at everything, im prone to random outbursts in class, i get in trouble alot for reasons i dont understand, and i eat onions >.>))
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:12 pm
Mrs. Enlil's gaze slid over to Myia. "Abomination isn't exactly a word most people get away with using around here. Anyways, it's my duty as a teacher to help my students, and that includes from people who feel the need to eliminate their existence."
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:17 pm
"Are her kind common in this world?" He asked puzzled.
"In the very least madame, I apologize. I have no intention to eliminate her, although that IS a possible solution to the current problem."
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:21 pm
Elain simply stared at the man, and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Actually, never mind."
It was this point at which Ophiuchus decided to make a run for it.
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:26 pm
"But madame, if this man gets his hands on her, it could be all over. I was already too late to save the other two, I refuse to watch her be taken as well."
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:33 pm
The teacher was shock still. "Other two?" she asked dangerously. "What have you been doing to the students? Do you even understand the circumstances of this school?!"
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:39 pm
"I've done nothing! I've been trying to prevent this "history teacher" from spreading his influence to the students of this school, but so far I've just narrowly missed him. When I arrived in this world, yet again on his trail, he smashed through the roof of the building, captured two students, and fled through the floor. If you don't believe me check the hospital room."
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:43 pm
"Okay then, WHICH two students?!" Mrs. Enlil was thoroughly pissed, and kept shooting angry glares at Ella.
((Lol. Ophi knows.))
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:51 pm
"Damned if I know their names, ask the snake thats trying to run off."
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