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 Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 6:41 pm
 ~Khione Woods~
Khione stared in shock and wondered if the was going to be alright?. She was shocked that the teacher had remained calm while the fire elemental yelled at her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 6:49 pm
  Zenon stood frozen watching everything. What type of school is this?! A newbie like himself would never last this long in a school where fire balls are being thrown everywhere. The idea of burning to crisps sent a shiver down his spine, and his stomach felt a little funny. "Oh Dear..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 6:50 pm
 Hiro KashinoMy soul is like a broken glass houseShattered into piecesHiro started to feel better and alot more energized. He was still a bit angry but the fire was like a painkiller. He made the fire get closer to him as he absorbed it into his skin. He had fire beneath the first layer of skin. Also instead of slight electricity it was fire. He nodded at the sub in a way to say thanks since he didn't want to speak. He cracked his neck and turned around. He saw that the cup was kenshi a kids table and assumed it was him. He walked over to Tritoma and clenched his fist raising it quickly. He lowered his fist and sat back down. "You're not worth it."(Yep)
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 6:57 pm
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Tritoma smile when the fire person walked towards him, he still couldn't laugh he almost killed the guy. When the guy walked away from Tritoma he watched him walk back to seat then looked forward. He looked down at his blank paper that he was suppose to paint on but he couldn't. Tritoma had too much on his mind to paint anything.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:01 pm
 Keith Byanski _____________________ "Drown me in persimmons!?!? Hell no Renny! And you on fire over there! Please don't make fried chicken out of me!", Keith exclaimed. The many different threats that came to him caused him to instinctively think of the things he could use to defend himself. Too many things to use for defense... because of that Keith's eyes went blank and steam seemed to come out of his head as he spaced out. ________________________
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:15 pm
  *.~*¨¯¨*•~.Renivere Heartily.~•*¨¯¨*~.* Eh!? Eh!? Eh!? Fireworks and then Keith was panicking? Maybe Renivere used the wrong English. She just wanted to draw Keith! She could almost see the steam coming out of his head. Was it a brain overload or something? How do you fix a problem like this?
Healing magic only heals physical wounds. Not fried brains. "Leader of the chickens! Plant your head back into the proper grounds!" Renivere had planned to encourage him but as she was leaning on her desk, she slid forward on her desk and ended up pushing Keith's chair forward.
"Σκατά!" Renivere shrieked, letting some of her Elven language escape from her lips. 
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:15 pm
 "If I act like everyone else..."Julia had been walking around endlessly searching for the art room, when she suddenly heard a loud commotion coming from one of the rooms ahead. As she approached, she noticed that the plaque on the door said art. She raised an eyebrow at this, wondering what kind of trouble students could get into during an art class. The academy was for the magically inclined, so she really couldn't imagine...
Upon opening the door, it appeared that some kind of event had just occurred. To avoid getting into the middle of it, she immediately headed for a desk on the far side of the room, near a window. It looked as if everyone was doing watercolors, if they were working at all.
"...will you accept me?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:46 pm
Keith Byanski _____________________ "Oof", Keith said as he was pushed forward and slammed his head on the desk. He was conscious again but his head hurt and he was a bit dizzy. " Hmm? Did something happen Renny?", he didn't know what had happened for a minute but soon it came back to him. " Whatever you said sounded nice, you should teach it to me sometime", Keith said, he was unusually calm for some reason even though steam still came out of his head. ________________________
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 7:57 pm
*.~*¨¯¨*•~.Renivere Heartily.~•*¨¯¨*~.* Renivere was sprawled over her desk. So the way to fix a fried brain was to slam it against a desk? Renivere took note of that for future reference.
Ironically, he said that whatever she said sounded nice, but if she translated what she said it would be "crap" or "s**t." But her classmates didn't need to know about this side of Renivere.
"Someday!" Renivere said, but first she wanted to master English or she wasn't going to be able to teach anyone.
She noticed a girl that had walked in. Maybe she was new which was why she was so late? Renivere wondered if she saw the explosion of fireworks. It was interesting to see the teacher throw explosives at a student with a straight face.
"The sun is overhead and won't happily go down any time soon. Recognition does not come to mind upon chancing upon you. My name is Renivere. You are?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:05 pm
"If I act like everyone else..."Julia looked up at the sound of what seemed to be a girl talking to her, but... Julia could hardly understand a word she said. For a moment, she looked to either side of herself to make sure she was the one the girl was talking to.
"M-Me? I'm Julia" she asked, pointing towards herself before telling Renivere her name. She must have been in the advanced English class, Julia thought, or she could have just been very literate. Of course, there was always the possibility that she could just be teasing her, but Julia tried to push thoughts such as that to the back of her mind. "...will you accept me?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:13 pm
Keith Byanski _____________________ His calmness (is that a word?) ended and he jumped up," And I'm Keith!", he said as he raised his arms up. Now there were more people to talk to, Keith thought. He noticed that she had bunny ears and instinctively went out to touch them," Are these real?", Keith asked with a whole bunch of curiosity. ________________________
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:25 pm
"If I act like everyone else..."Julia nearly jumped out of her seat at Keith's sudden outburst. After seeing he was just being really friendly towards her, she laughed lightly at herself for being so skittish. She didn't mind however when he went to touch her ears. Many people tended to do that, so she was basically used to it, not seeing anything wrong with it, as long as they didn't try to get a hold of her tail...
"Y-Yes, I was born with them and a tail..." she said, smiling lightly at his curiosity. She said 'born,' though she was just really sort of 'created.' She liked to refer to herself as any other human being however. "...will you accept me?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:31 pm
*.~*¨¯¨*•~.Renivere Heartily.~•*¨¯¨*~.* Renivere had never seen a bunny girl before. She was just as much fascinated as Keith, but she wasn't as impulsive enough to touch her ears.
"In my mind the thoughts ran around towards cosplay! Not cosplay? So your ears are real!?" Renivere remarked, not realizing she was speaking slightly understandable English at the moment.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:52 pm
"If I act like everyone else..."Julia looked over at Renivere questioningly for a moment before flashing her an apologetic smile. Julia didn't really know what cosplay was, but she figured it might be perhaps dressing up as some mythical creature..? At least Renivere was somewhat understandable at the moment, more casual than before.
"Yep!" she said with a slight grin. She had never been actually praised for these features before... If anything, she was shunned and secluded because of them. "...will you accept me?"
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