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Seth could not contain the amount of scorn he felt for this new comer who first insisted only men are capable of fighting, and then stripped off his clothes for no reason that Sethrian could determine. This manifested as long, drawn out, "Pfffffft. Idiot."

Though he wasn't sure the teacher was much better after his declaration they were going to play tag--a child's game. But Seth suspected he'd done it just to spite the ginger fellow who had sauntered in secreting all the worst aspects of male egotism. "Are we really going to....play...tag?" he asked dubiously. He hadn't really 'played' anything since he was a child, unless one counted chess. Tag was just so very boisterous. He would just have to ensure he won.

Though how Kasie was going to play, was beyond him. "Just normal tag, or are there any special rules?" He scowled when the ginger approached Kamil and whether he was serious or not, Sethrian immediately stepped to his friend's side and glowered at the other boy. "Back. Off," he said firmly.


((White knight! emotion_awesome ))

.:l βαɨȽЭЧ “βrɨαЯ” αρρȽЭʈѺȠ l:.

”Happiness makes up in height
for what it lacks in length.”
- Robert Frost

"Hey! Hey! HEY!"

Briar screeched out, zipping up to the shirtless WHY THE H*LL WAS HE SHIRTLESS TO BEGIN WITH!? boy. "You! Stop antagonising everyone right now before I fly you to the top of the academy where you can stay there until class ends!"

Slightly panting from his rant, the pink fairy did his best to resume the class as calmly as possibly.

"Yes, we're playing tag. Here's a quick explanation for it too. All you have to do is try to catch me with both of your hands. That's it. No fighting or anything of that sort. I will judoflip you if you do. You can even plot away with your friends if you really want to. Since everyone is free to use their abilities, that means I am too. The point of this game is to try to figure out patterns, work together with the people around you, blah blah blah, all that combaty and battle-y stuff, and work up a sweat!"

”I failed to make the chess team
because of my height.”
- Woody Allen

Kamil Terrace

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Tag seemed a lot more appealing than fighting for some odd reason. There must be a good reason for the choice of tag. Except, Kamil had to learn how to get his lungs to cooperate with him for once. "I think I understand what Professor Briar is trying to get to! He wants us to make our stamina better and running around for no reason is not fun so he needs to give us a reason to run, right? But tag sure will be hard since we're not underwater..." At least it would be hard for Kamil. And he wondered if going through Kasie counted as 'tag.'

"But it beats fighting aimlessly that's for sure!"

((As a guy in rl, this is a very awkward situation Kamil got himself in. =w=" ))

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Must not poison classmates, Sethrian told himself. Must not poison classmates...

Still, it was a relief the instructor stepped in. he didn't want to get sent home for fighting on the first day. And he really, really needed to teach Kamil to defend himself. Even if it meant teaching him to fight dirty. This was just ridiculous. It was just awkward to defend another guy--even if the boy needed it. He sighed as the familiar headache planted itself behind his eyes.

Ah yes, how pleasant it was to start the morning with a screaming migraine while his classmates ran around half naked and slep through class. This was just utterly brilliant.

"So we can all use our abilities with impunity?" he asked. Well...maybe he should just immobilize the teacher now, with his venom. Though he somehow thought that would be cheating. Hmm. It was a pity Kasie couldn't touch anything. Her skills would be perfect for this game. Saying of which, did Kamil even have any sort of magic outside the water? Sethrian had never asked.

.:l ҞαsɨЗ ђαяρЗя l:.

”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come

It was definitely tag. Snickerdoodles! Kasie loved this game as a kid even if she was the one to be "it" most of the time. , and it would have been easy considering there was only one target too. It would have been perfect not if she wasn't "it," but well, too bad. She had to deal with it. "Hey, what if I can't touch you? Like, I'm kind of dead, so touching is a no go."

From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain

.:l βαɨȽЭЧ “βrɨαЯ” αρρȽЭʈѺȠ l:.

”Happiness makes up in height
for what it lacks in length.”
- Robert Frost

Teaching was giving him a migraine. Who knew playing tag was going to be so tough!? The main issue was with this sleeping brat who kept mistaken his gender and disrespecting others, but he needed everything settled one thing at a time. Now. If not, then he was going to be completely distracted. He had to tackle each matter separately.

"One, just call me Briar. I'm not a professor, nor would I ever want to be after substituting. Two, if you don't want to play tag, then you can run around the field. Remember, I'm in charge of your grades for today. Three, yes, anything counts. Just remember to bring me to the infirmary when you catch me. Four, like your blue friend said, too bad, but you're welcome to keep trying until you can. As for five, screw tag!"

"I say that we prank the brat that actually had the nerve to call me a woman. I. Am. A. MAN! If you do this, then you're done for this period. I'll give you all the credits possible. H*ll, I'll even make sure to clean your dorms until they blind you with their shininess. Just... do it."

Briar was such a bad teacher...

”I failed to make the chess team
because of my height.”
- Woody Allen

(I'm a bit stuck on a post for Seth so don't wait on him for now)) <3

.:l ҞαsɨЗ ђαяρЗя l:.

”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come

((.... My brain farted. D: ))

Mud bath? Wow, it was pretty strange how the topics were jumping about, but again, Kasie couldn't join in on this darn fun. "If only I had my makeup kit, then we could have dollied him up, but mud sounds good. Anybody digging in? Anybody?"

From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain

.:l βαɨȽЭЧ “βrɨαЯ” αρρȽЭʈѺȠ l:.

”Happiness makes up in height
for what it lacks in length.”
- Robert Frost

Maybe this wasn't such a good plan after all. Briar's eye was twitching at the sight of the mud. No, dirty was bad! So very, very bad. He couldn't even imagine even touching that gunk, much less plastering it all over the sleeping student's face.

"No mud! Aaauuuggghhh, it goes against me. I may be your substitute, but I'm still a janitor at heart. Maybe we should just play tag for the hell of it... Oh, you're free to do whatever you like with his hair, but- Ooo, can I have one? Particularly that shiny one. I like the shiny."

At that point, everything slipped free from his mind as he was solely focused on that hairpin.

”I failed to make the chess team
because of my height.”
- Woody Allen

Sethrian smirked. Now, he could approve of an assignment like this. "I think a mudbath suits him well enough. But I suppose we can just permit Kamil to have at his hair. I'm sure it could do with some adornment."

And the good news was that if he was so convinced combat was purely 'manly' then he likely wouldn't concieve of boys having so many hairpins. So he wouldn't be able to pin the blame on anyone. Especially since Kasie couldn't touch anything so she couldn't be the culprit.

"It's a pity no one has a camera so we could take photos."