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 Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 9:03 pm
 Lethillin ~ Goblin Prince ~ Bookworm Lethillin blinked a bit. "Uh...okay. Goodbye Acheron." he said after peering over his book at Cairon and Trish then hid once more. Oh my...this was going to be an uncomfortable class. He peered at the teacher. "sorry sensei...I mean teacher. I mean Mister Cai." The bookworm said stammering over his words. He blinked a bit. "Lethillin...Goblin Prince and son of Jareth." he said shyly. Hiding in his book again.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 12:09 pm
 Cairon GreavesThe naga shivered at the promise held in his lovers voice. Cairon relaxed as he shifted back into his human form, it hurt less the more he didn't think on it but the male still felt slight pain. Once finished he glanced to the student before moving around the teacher's desk. His tight skinny jeans showing off his rear-end as he leaned over the opened file cabinet. Once he found the student roster he returned with it, handing it to the teacher with a smile. He turned to the student, "Welcome, young royal. I am Cairon Greaves, the student teacher of this class. If you need help with anything let me or Mr.Cai know..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 10:35 am
 Trystan CaiDigital Media Teacher
XXXXXLike the dead sea
XXXXXXXThe nicest words
XXXXXXXXXYou ever said to me
 " Thanks, " He said with a nod towards Cairon, taking the student log from him and flipping through the pages until he found the name he was looking for. Hm, here he is. Trish place a checkmark next to Lethillin's name and then placed the papers on top of his desk. " So, you are Jareth's son huh? " Interesting. The goblin King could be quite an interesting man, but his son seemed so different. Much.. Softer. " Well, just because you are Jareth's son or a royal, think I will treat you any differently. Now tell me Lethillin.. Why did you choose this class? And do you have any experience with Digital artwork? " He asked as he moved around the desk, the black boa stretched some towards the younger male, inspecting him as his tongue slipped out with a soft hiss. Trish on the other hand, kept his cold eyes on the Prince while he stood next to Cairon, a hand coming to rest on the naga's shoulder.
Location: Digital Media Class // Company: Cairon & Lethillin // OOC:
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 11:36 am
Lethillin ~ Goblin Prince ~ Bookworm Lethillin hid in his book. "Please just Lethillin. I am here to learn. Not asking for anything but to be taught." He said softly. "Yes sir." He said politely. He blinked and looked up at him. "Y-yes sir. You know my father outside of teacher x boss?" he said softly and shyly. He put his book down and frowned. His expression mirroring his father. Along with the look in his eyes and his tone. "With all due respect Mr. Cai that was highly disrespectful. I did not come in here flaunting my title. I answered a question with the way father says I am to introduce myself. I am here as a student. I do not appreciate the accusation I expect to be treated as anything other than a student. I seek no favoritism or special treatment. With all due respect I would prefer it if you did not throw such insulting commentary my way. I have given you no indication that was my demeanor or nature. I do not appreciate you saying such a think like I have given reason to doubt my integrity or desire to learn." After that he shut up and calmed far quicker than his father ever could. "It is an interesting class." he said in a soft shy voice. He hid his face in the book. "No but I wish to learn. I am very interested in this subject."
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 4:45 pm
Cairon GreavesCairon smiled at the youth, "Understandable, young one." He felt the hand and glanced up to the elder male, a light blush dusting his cheeks at the subtle caring motion. He felt Kaa coil around him as well and after a short chuckled petted the snake's head with the back of his hand.
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2014 8:46 pm
Trystan CaiDigital Media Teacher XXXYou told me i was
XXXXXLike the dead sea
XXXXXXXThe nicest words
XXXXXXXXXYou ever said to me
Well wasn't this fun, the little boy was showing some backbone there. Perhaps he wasn't as soft as he looked? It made Trystan want to keep pushing his buttons. " Is that so? " Was his only comment at the boy's outburst, seeming rather calm and unaffected by it all. " Well then, excuse me princess. " He may not be able to physically abuse his students during work hours but he could still verbally do so. May Jareth come bite his head off later or not, he honestly didn't care less. He let his thumb brush against Cairon's shoulder for a moment before his fingers moved to trail against the naga's neck. It was hard not to want to tease him, but Trish was really trying. " Alright. In that case, what you first need to do is loosen your wrist. On your desk you will find a tablet, start a new file on SAI pentool. I like that program better, but if you prefer you can use photoshop. Using the tablet, try to draw straight lines. " He left Cairon's side to go and see if Lethillin was doing as instructed.
Location: Digital Media Class // Company: Cairon & Lethillin // OOC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 4:19 pm
Lethillin ~ Goblin Prince ~ Bookworm Lethillin didn't answer Cairon. Mostly because he hated talking to people. He'd rather converse with a good book. "I don't need your understanding. I want to learn." He said in an antisocial voice. Listening to the instructor he began to do as instructed. He was smart and didn't need more help than to do that. He had straight lines done within minutes because he'd read up on various subjects. He filled the screen with straight lines. "Done." he said simply.
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 4:47 pm
SwordOfTheDarkOnes Cairon GreavesCairon shivered at the tickle of fingers along his neck before the youth's words hit him, 'Antisocial little b*****d...' he thought darkly before exhaling slowly through his nose. He turned to sit at the small desk connected to Trystan's own larger desk. The Student Teacher suppressed a irate growl..he hated it when kids got touchy like the little prince had been... (ooc: I GOT IT!!! I KNOW WHY CAIRON LIKES TRYSTAN!!!!! Damn....he's got one hell of a inner demon...i'll update his profile soon...going AFK for a moment...)
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Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 9:15 pm
Trystan CaiDigital Media Teacher XXXYou told me i was
XXXXXLike the dead sea
XXXXXXXThe nicest words
XXXXXXXXXYou ever said to me
" Lets see.. " Trystan moved around until he came to stand behind the young blond. Blue eyes scanning the lines with a criticizing look. Well, they were alright for being a first time. Maybe a lil better than just alright. " Congrats, now you can make line.. Alright, now try to draw some circles, and after that other basic shapes. Finish it then with a star, those are always kind of tricky and once you are done we can start getting familiar with the other tools. " Trystan said moving away from Lethillin, blue eyes falling on his lover and pretty much enjoying the irritated look on the naga. He went to stand behind Cairon, leaning in to give the tip of his ear a small n**. " That face.. Also looks good on you , " He said with a low chuckle.
Location: Digital Media Class // Company: Cairon & Lethillin // OOC: trying to post
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Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 9:24 pm
Lethillin ~ Goblin Prince ~ Bookworm Lethillin was annoyed by the dark look snake boy gave him. He shot a look at him. "You aren't one to judge me. You are a jerk and I hate you." he said softly. "You have no reason to send me death glares when YOU are the one throwing false and unnecessary pity and sympathy. I don't need it and that will just get me punished by my father if you show it. So keep your glarees and acidic caring to yourself." he said in a tone that showed lack of people skills. "I don't need you helping get me thrown in the labyrinth Cairon..so I will keep you at a distance." He looked away unhappily. Doing what the teacher said and looked up. "Is class over yet? I'm done and I'm going to be in trouble with father for pissing you and your boy toy off." He stammered nervously. Pushing his glasses up. In fact...he already was.
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Posted: Wed Feb 05, 2014 9:31 pm
Trystan CaiDigital Media Teacher XXXYou told me i was
XXXXXLike the dead sea
XXXXXXXThe nicest words
XXXXXXXXXYou ever said to me
Oh my. This could turn into quite an interesting fight, a verbal one at least. But, he couldn't let Cairon get hurt either. That, he would never allow it. " If you wish to stay out of trouble with your father, then I suggest you should refrain from throwing out insults like that. Cairon meant no harm, if anyone did try to push some nerves here, that would be me. So, don't go around throwing names or saying hurtful things my assistant like that, if you wish, you can direct that anger to me.. Either way, try to be more at ease... We won't tell a word to your father, so I doubt he would hear about what happen here from us. " Trystan said as he readjusted his tie. " If you want, you can leave. Just try to keep practicing drawing shapes. "
Location: Digital Media Class // Company: Cairon & Lethillin // OOC:
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 8:52 am
Cairon GreavesCairon let out a restrained small little pleased hiss at the n**, then sighed as he listened to the student and teacher exchange. The Deputy Headmaster was someone that Cairon rarely liked going to. The male was far too... Loose. No that wasn't the right word....carefree...that didn't suit him either. Well, whatever he was the youth certainly wasn't a big fan. He leaned back in his chair, gently thumping against the teachers hip. Cairon mentally smirked as he knew Trystan would do something in response to that little action. He felt Kaa slither down to loop a coil around his shoulders as the boa remained wrapped around Trystan.
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Posted: Fri Feb 07, 2014 4:23 am
Lethillin ~ Goblin Prince ~ Bookworm Lethillin looked at the teacher with a bored expression. Doing the ordered actions and pushed the computer thing away. "Done." he said simply. Looking at him. "Too late." He said. Spotting a goblin that ran off in the midst of things. He narrowed his eyes. "You are just like my father. A bully and you think you know everything. It is better I do so he can't be used against me. You are not my boss even if you are a teacher his Professor. My father would probably be the first to tell me I need to use less mild insults if I use them." He stated tensely. He looked at Trystan. "Sorry Cairon." He said in a mutter. Looking at the professor with a famous Jareth look. "You aren't worth the time it would take to insult as you would just get off on it. Perhaps you should go spend time in father's labyrinth. Then you'd understand. I did everthing you asked here professor." He hugged himself a bit. "I am antisocial and here to learn not make friends who can be used against me...or are working for him." he said softly. Biting his lower lip. He sighed. "I can not leave until the professor states class is done. Yet if he does then he can go back to giving a massage to his student teacher." He said flustered and shyly. Innocently mistaking Trystan's earlier molestation as massaging. His cheeks flushed.
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 6:11 am
]  Acheron opened the door to the class. "Pardon me I hate to interupt but The goblin Prince is needed by Erynion." He said waving a paper that excused Lethillin from class. He walked over and grabbed Lethillin's arm pulling him out of his seat and taking him out of the class and down to the library. ((exit with Lethillin))
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 7:17 pm
Lethillin ~ Goblin Prince ~ Bookworm Lethillin blinked and lifted his gaze. He...what? Huh? What did he do? Yelping as he was literally yoinked sending his stuff to the floor. He barely managed to grab his shoulder bag beofre he was dragged out of the class nad away from the room. Half grateful. A quarter angry. A quarter all what the haystack just happened? (exit)
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