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 Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 8:31 am
Amaya slipped into her classroom locking the door as she sat in a corner. She was alway particular about who say her eat, since she has to feed off solid uncooked meat to survive. Sinking her fangs into the meat after carefully removing the waxed paper she drained it of all the juices and remaining blood.
Unsatisfied with the amount of blood, she inhaled the meat like it was nothing, licking her fingers to get the remaining blood off them. Sighing as she tilted her head back, Amaya had another wave of guilt wash over her.
These emotions were getting on her nerves, they were such usless things.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 11:23 pm
Ayla and Kieran kept talking until they knew the bell would ring. Ayla gave Kieran a kiss on the cheek, and headed off towards her room. Turning the door knob, she noted the difference in the style of her room. True, it hadn't changed much, but there were some differences, like the new shower room. She smiled. Obviously the Headmaster had learned of her knack for making everyone else burn in the showers.
Ayla looked at her watch. Enough time to have a shower before elective classes, she thought.
Gently placing the necklace and crystal on the side where she knew they would be safest, she grabbed a towel and ran herself a shower.
Moments later, she stepped out of the shower, drying her hair with another towel. A gentle knock at the door made Ayla grab hold of both the necklace and crystal and put them into a drawer hidden from sight.
"Who is it?" she called out, hoping it wasn't Sally or Heather.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 9:24 pm
The bell rang, echoing throughout the main room like bell chimes. The teachers had five minutes to get to their classroom. The students got an extra 5 minutes, 10 minutes in total, to figure out what class they wanted for an elective.
Classes are posted on the main board (Front page) that is located in the middle of the main room. Have fun deciding.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 1:15 am
When no answer came from the other side of the door, Ayla shrugged and continued to get ready for class.
Putting her necklace back on and placing the other gem into her pocket, she grabbed her bag and heard the bell ring for elective class.
"Well I was going to take Mathematics, but I think Physics might be more appropriate for expert class later," Ayla said to herself.
Opening her door, and gently locking it behind her, she made her way back to Mr Gregorovich's classroom. Opening the door to see him putting books on each desk, she quietly shut the door behind her and sat down at the desk near the front. She wondered how long it would take for him to realise she was there.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 11:03 pm
Mr. Gregorovich turned as he heard the door opening and closing, seeing Ayla once again and speaking softly.
"Miss Ayla! What a pleasure it is having you in both of my classes, no? Please, please, have a seat anywhere you'd like."
He was in a bit of a better mood than he had been in the morning. He was actually laughing slightly as he sat down and went over the roster for the class. More and more students began to file in. He looked over the lesson for that day, then speaking softly once the entire class seemed to be assembled. Once the door was closed and he confirmed that his entire class was there, he calmly turned, snapping his fingers and then opening his hand. A blossom of flame appeared, then moving slowly to the door. It immediately formed into two delicate little fingers, and with a twist of Mr. Gregorovich's fingers, the fingers twisted the deadbolt lock on the classroom door shut. Then, with a clench of his fist, the flames immediately expired. Mr. Gregorovich turned to his class at that point, looking at his lecture notes and his lesson plan before speaking.
"Hello class. My name is Mr. Gregorovich, and this is Advanced Physics. If you are in the wrong class, please come up to the front and speak with me at this time, and we'll get you moved out of here in no time at all."
Naturally, a student or two who had gotten confused walked up and talked to him. He patiently talked with them before walking over and unlocking the door, allowing them to leave before closing it and locking it again, then walking back over to the desk.
"Alright. Is everybody ready for today's lesson? We're going to study velocity and acceleration for the first day. Then, tomorrow, we'll go into forces and what forces affect what. Then we'll test on everything we know by next week. Any questions?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 12:23 am
Tsuki walked into the classroom, sat down in a seat in the front row, and watched in amazement as he used fire to lock the door. 'Amazing! So...he's a fire element...' She stared at him, taking in his appearance. Everyone else was staring, so she wasn't worried about being rude. However, what bothered her was that a few students looked at him with a look of antipathy. She could hear a whisper behind her of "freak."
Her opinion of him wasn't remotely like that. Whatever the reason for his appearance, she didn't care. 'I think he looks cool...' she thought, admiring his style, professionalism, and bravery.
As he began to talk, Tsuki took the opportunity to take out her notebook and pen, holding the pen in her right hand. She didn't take any notes yet, only listened, awaiting the first bits of information.
She was eager to ask a question, but her shyness overtook her curiosity. Her free hand lifted a few inches before withdrawing back in a fist, which she placed under her desk. She looked down out of embarrassment.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:47 am
Mr. Gregorovich continued setting up for the class, although he knew that a lot of kids didn't respect him. After developing his senses over the years so that he could more finely hone his element, he had improved his eyesight, his sense of touch, and his sense of hearing. Therefore, he could easily hear several kids whispering derogatory words about him. He didn't care, really. He knew that he was a little disabled, and sometimes he called himself the same names that were being circulated around the room. He mentally shrugged and then continued doing his work. He then out of the corner of his eye saw a hand being raised and then going back down. He hadn't even been looking in her direction as he spoke in his thick Russian accent.
"Yes, Miss....Tsuki? You have a question?"
He then turned to look at her, giving her all of his attention, uninterrupted and without distraction. As he spoke, he twirled fire along his fingertips, a little spurt of flame. It was something he did while thinking, and he did it out of habit, sometimes to the point where he didn't even realize he was doing it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:40 pm
Tsuki froze when she said his name. A few moments passed, and she was able to speak.
"Y-yes. I was just wondering if we are going to use our elements in this class and not just learn about them. L-like use our elements in practice of what we learned..." she attempted to ask. Even though she was nervous, she was grateful he was patient with her. A small smile appeared on her face when she finished.
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