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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:16 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV 
Gray had absolutely no idea why the kid started rambling about shadows. Perhaps he'd misheard when Gray said he could help if the wound was "shallow?" Shadow and shallow sounded alike. Sort of.
"Erm. Well, listen lad. I'm a wizard, but shadow magic is hardly my specialty. Fire either, really. So I don't think I can help you with...um...telephoning the wrong place?" Shadow telephones? What on earth? "But I can tell you that you need to head over to the infirmary to have this wound looked at. If you need help, I can have someone help you over there. Um...Sethrian?"
He straightened and went back to the front of the class. "Well now, how are the rest of you faring with the class project?" He rested a hand briefly on Rose's shoulder. "Would you like some more clay to have another go at it?"
"Ah...hello new fellow. Take a seat and I'll help you out in just a moment."
((Might as well torment them both...))
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:18 pm
Sethrian.Terkynna  Sethrian sighed in annoyance when his name was called. He'd just created a bowl that was significantly better than the last, when suddenly he was having to take someone to the infirmary. Again. The doctor really was going to start suspecting him of hurting people intentionally. He stood, his chair scraping softly against the floor, and went to the boy with the burned hand. "I'm Sethrian," he said, by way of introduction. "I'll be taking you to the infirmary, it seems."
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:23 pm
"Just because I'm pretty......  Ayu smiled at the boy named Eros. Such an energetic kid!
Mr. Gray called on Sethrian and requested something for him. It's about their classmate with a burned hand? Ayu diligently raised her hand then stood up.. "I could heal him Professor.." She looked at Sethrian, in that way, he won't be heading back to the infirmary as an ambulance boy.
"I might use a small amoutn of energy so, I won't end up weak. Just let me heal him for a while." She smiled. Being useful..
....doesn't mean that I'm happy!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:28 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose totally wasn't checking out the teacher's a** when he was facing the other way. Yep. As soon as he saw him turn in his direction, Rose straightened in his chair and stared directly forward, as if he were just minding his own business. He twitched when he felt a hand on his shoulder, shuddering at the touch. He swore, the teacher was tormenting him on purpose. He really didn't want to know what the clay would turn into if he tried again in this state of mind, but he couldn't exactly say no to his teacher.
"Do I have to...?" The only thought (well, the only legal thought) going through his mind was, Please say no, please say no, please say no. He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't feel even a twinge of fear when he heard the girl's voice again.
[Yay for torture? XD] ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:34 pm
 .:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
Late. Late. Late! No. No. No!
Stupid confusing hallways. Stupid him for being lost in said hallways. At least, he managed to find the right class in the end, but still, he was late. He was supposed to be a good student. Ack. Before entering the classroom, Morgan paused to take a breather, having ran around the whole school not really, but it was close enough in his panic to try to find the right room. When he was finally done, he strolled in with a sheepish smile and an apology on hand. "Sorry that I was late. I'm a bit new here, and I got lost on the way."
Wait, was that who he thought it was next to the teacher? Nope. No, it wasn't. He was going to ignore whoever that stranger was and pretend that everything was going to be just fine.
(( YAY! I finally posted. Btw, for that last part, Morgan's thinking about Rose since he knew him from before and hates isn't a big fan of him. 8D ))
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:41 pm
Peregrine.Elliott.Gray.Wellington.IV
"Well, I suppose...if he doesn't mind," Gray said, ignoring the way Sethrian was vehemently shaking his head. "You'll have to ask him, young miss. But I don't mind, so long as he doesn't."
He looked down at the boy next to him, with a slight frown. "Well, I don't suppose you have to if you'd rather not. You did already give one valiant attempt, which is all I really required. I suppose you can just sit there and contemplate what went wrong? Well, assuming it wasn't intentional."
"Alright, to the new lads. Welcome to Archaic Sciences, where our current focus is Alchemy. We are learning to turn base materials--like that clay in front of you, into useful objects. Picture something useful like a cup or bowl, place your hands on the sides of the circle and focus. Try to direct the magic of the symbols to create from the clay, the image from your mind."
"I must say we're all doing rather well this time. Nothing has exploded, caught on fire, or damaged the ceiling yet."((I love torturing my characters. emotion_awesome Though this Gray...I doubt he'll be all that mortified. The only thing he's afraid of is some manner of seafolk trying to eat his other eye. )) XD
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:45 pm
Amongst the heartless monsters you surround yourself with
Feeding off the pain and misfortune of others
A maniacal unit of sub-human parasites Open your eyes and see the creatures for what they are
A swirling mess of hatred and envy  Sonneillon frowned at the teacher as he listened to his words.. So now the teacher was lying to him about helping with the shadow wound and the fire wound. This teacher who was suppose to help him instead lies to him and then walks away and pretends that he is cluless about fire and shadow wounds.. who did he think he was ! . He then turned his attention to a few student who was offering to heal him with her powers.. So she could heal people.. But how would she be able to heal a wound to his hand.. His hand which was burnt because he did not know how to use a fireball.. And then finally a male was offering to take him to a place that was rather... unhelpful. How he hated all of these people and wished they would all leave him alone. He clenched his right hand.. as the anger inside of him began to build up once more. He turned his full attention towards the student that offered to heal him.
" So you are a healer right. Good well why don't you come over here and heal my hand after all you said you could heal right ?. I would like to see this healing power for myself. I heard some stories of people getting healed but now i get to see it for myself. So are you up for the challenged ?. " He said in a dark cold voice as he turned his attention next to the man taking him to the infirmary. The anger was slowly building up so much that it was getting harder and harder to control. He clenched his good hand tightly as he tried to control his anger.
" You do not sound like you are happy to be doing so. But like the girl said... She is willing to heal me.. So their is really no need for you to do such a thing. But thanks anyway kid " He said in a dark voice that was becoming darker and darker. He next turned his attention to the kid name eros.. He wanted to kill that man for leaving him.. He wanted to make him pay for what he did and what his mother stands for.. But he decided not to say a word and instead ignored him as he waited for the girl to heal him.. So the teacher lies now but he had a feeling the teacher only lied to hide his true nature.. which was the knowledge of the shadows and how they work. Yes his nature of being a shadow user was killing him.. Good let him die a painful death for lying to me. He thought to himself as he waited for the girl.Don't be naive enough to think you're unaffected
The conversion has already begun...
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:50 pm
((Hallo! I don't really mind if you want to say your character misheard but for the record, Gray did say s-h-a-l-l-o-w burn--as in, he could help if it was a first degree burn rather than a deeper burn--rather than "shadow." )) ;D
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:55 pm
 “True love won't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try. Cupid doesn't lie, but you won't know unless you give it a try.” ❤::============>> Wow! Ayu a healer?! Now this I gotta see!  Eros shifted his weight while waiting for Ayu do her miracle deed. Though she looked pale and delicate, he never knew that she possessed an extraordinary skill. "Thank you for welcoming us Professor." He nods while there's a new comer lad went in. Maybe he could introduce himself to him later after the girl's trick.
He waited for her while yanking the clay over his desk. <<============::❤
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:57 pm
TIMOTHY FAHRENHEIT "I'm not weird.
I'm just COOLER
than You!"  Timothy's head raised a bit. After hearing Ayu offering herself to heal the annoying kid. Though He wants to protest, what could He do? It's Ayu's decision and so. If she would faint and fall asleep, He won't mind bringing her to the infirmary so they could talk more.
But then Timothy just sat there waiting.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 9:07 pm
"Just because I'm pretty...... Ayu walked towards the male. "This may take for a while." Gently she held out the boy's hand. Looking at it, Ayu told herself to limit her healing powers. Smiling at the boy, she closed her eyes then cited a prayer. With sparkles formed along with a warm and mild gush of wind from her feet upward. Slowly, the burned hand is starting to rejuvinate until the remorse of the said injury is gone.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she looked at the boy.. "There..it's fixed." Wow! she feel slightly dizzy but...not that weak. Is she improving?
....doesn't mean that I'm happy!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 9:14 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "What went wrong... is that I shouldn't be allowed to think anymore," Rose grumbled to himself as the teacher was talking to the new arrivals. He was too close to check out the teacher anymore without getting spotted, so he looked around at everyone in the room, stopping when he saw a certain familiar puppy.
"Morgan, is that you? I should have made you a nice new doggy bowl!" Rose couldn't help but laugh, regretting not asking for another chunk of clay. Oh well. He could always throw a stick out the window after class or something.
And then he was distracted by the student angsting about his hand. Oh, come on, he's had worse injuries than that all over his body! Probably just mad 'cause he couldn't jerk off anymore. At least it seemed like the girl fixed it so he would quit pissing and moaning about it.
[I apologize for his thought process... XD] ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 9:32 pm
.:l Morgan O’Donald l:.
”Hey, I know a joke!
A squirrel walks up to a tree and says,
What had Morgan stumbled upon? He knew nobody except for a certain incubus in this class, and it seemed as though he came in at the wrong time. Maybe he should just concentrate on the project on hand and talk to them when they weren't busy crowding some guy. What should he make then? He couldn't ponder for too long since he was interrupted by Rose.
"Who else could it be besides me?" Morgan inwardly grimaced, but he made sure to keep up a friendly grin. "That'd be awesome if you could! You know, that old bowl you gave me was getting a bit mucky too, but I think that um... hand you made looks pretty cool too. We~ll, I should get back to figuring this clay thing out. I'll talk to you later."
Phew. He dodged that one, but he should still distract himself even more by jumping into the strange session his classmates were holding. "Soooo, what exactly is going on here? I see sparkles and a magically healed hand, or do I not want to know?" He asked to anybody willing to answer him as he turned his attention to his project. Well, he was still going to keep an open ear out, but he needed this done first.
Gingerly placing his hands along the circle, Morgan paused to think about what exactly he should make. He was a simple-minded guy, so that meant simple objects like... a chew toy. No! No! Clay would not be fun to gnaw on. What was he even thinking? Those 'dog-like' thoughts shouldn't even be allowed. Why didn't he use the suggestion the teacher offered him? A bowl would have been perfect. All he had to do was envision it, and.... it ended up being a doggy bowl. Why, oh, why did that have to happen? "Neat! This would be perfect for myself. Haha!" Not. At. All.
’I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead.’
Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.”
- Dug from Up
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 9:44 pm
Amongst the heartless monsters you surround yourself with
Feeding off the pain and misfortune of others
A maniacal unit of sub-human parasites Open your eyes and see the creatures for what they are
A swirling mess of hatred and envy
Sonneillon was not impressed by a long run. He watched as the woman healed his hand with her healing powers. So this is what it feels like being healed by a healer.. No wonder people killed them and the profession was slowly dying.., they where not very impressive at all. In a way he should be glad that he was healed. But on the other hand he expected more from a healer and was disappointed. The anger that was building up was soon coming to a boiling point and he would once again lose control if he did not control the anger soon. But it was hard to control it when so many people around him where making him angry. He clenched both of his hands in anger and then released them as he started to finally control his anger.
" Thanks.. Healer for healing my hand. It feels much better than it had before and I also do not feel as sick as before. Which means that you also healed me from what was making me vomit. I should thank you.. But I think i will just give you something instead. " He put his hands onto the circles on his desk and closed his eyes as he thought of a Rose.. Yes a rose made out of clay was not the best to give someone.. but it was something and that is what counted in the long run. He pictured the rose in his mind and kept the image in his head as he opened his eyes and looked at his clay... Darn it was not a rose that he created.. But a cup... How in the world did he make a cup from a rose.. But he ignored that question for now.
" Teacher.. May I use my power on this cup that i made. I want to show everyone how the Shadows could also create things. Its a lot harder to do and I may mess up.. But it is worth the try after all we are all here to learn right " He said in a calm voice as by now the anger he was holding back inside of him was gone and he was back to normal. But he doubted he would be able to do such a thing. After all teachers hardly ever allowed one to show off his or her powers in a class room setting.. Or did they. He wondered as he waited for the teacher to respond to his question.Don't be naive enough to think you're unaffected
The conversion has already begun...
(( I know about using the power and how i cant do it. But My character asked the question anyway not knowing what the answer will be ))
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 9:51 pm
Code: Sethrian.Terkynna Sethrian quickly went to Ayu's side and wrapped an arm around her. "Are you alright?" he asked, leading her back to her desk. "I've told you before, that reckless behavior profits no one. Should I take you to the infirmary, or will you be alright?" ((short poast)) =O
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