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Haxiil coughed as his chest rose and fell normally. He let out a whimper and a mumbled. His eyes slowly opening but he felt so tired. "Tir...ed...." He got out softly.

Toleris sighed, angry at everyone, this had gotten completely out of hand. And he trusted nobody. This made no sense, he stayed in the back. Minding his own business though his eyes didn't leave Haxill for a second.

Kai nods at Zaji's words, smiling slightly when he says Nick must be the half-naked one. Funny how that was a defining feature. At the voice of another- a teacher? He looks up and sees a man standing in front of them. He gets up and grabs a book, then opens it, pretending to be reading.

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Aeth blinks. "Sickness?" He asks. "What sickness?" He says as he looks up, protected by Zaji's mummy wrappings. He hears coughing and then answers the voice he hears. "Tired? Sleep!" He hears more voices, something about being late, and a project. "

Zaji Nataramoonn

"Never tell me that you hexing gods! I did not ask for this! What tomfoolery be this? Flesh and life? Really?? Hard to pull horror film mummy now! I look like that bishounen off television! Or rather myself...without battle scars."




Zaji was glad that the overprotective male with the sword was allowing the half naked healer to do what he could. He'd have hurt like hell trying to stand in his way. He'd have tried to block with wrappings but that blade though thing looked well kept sharp. He mentally shuddered at the thought of such a violent weapon in the hands of what looked to be little more than a well dressed barbarian. Really...the feel of the desert rippled off him and a couple others. This whole room reminded him of Egypt's desert sands...it made him naseous and homesick. Not that it showed.

His gaze moved Ulrick. Another of the desert. He waved his hand. "Foolish man. We are not here for you and your strangely shaped and molded together written papyrus scrolls and parchament paper. We are here on a mission to help our ally of Twin Souls Trent mend fences with half naked one." He said in an ancient egyptian tone. He even moved his hand like a pharoh does when saying carry on or dismissed as he dismissed away everything else that Ulrick said.

Looking at him. "Yes brother. I do not know. It reminds me of a plague from my homelands only it does not seem to be such. No one is freaking out or running. I do not know if it is contagious or not but your immune system is still growing. It needs to be strengthened. So even if it is not contagious I will keep you safe from it. We will make that immune system stronger. The palour of your skin tells me this." He ruffled his hair with the arm he could barely move.

He looked to Trent. Patting his shoulder supportively. "Go make amends...the feel of desert is strong. It is unsettling." He said simply.








Haxiil felt the warmth and the energy going through him. He heard the voice of someone sweet and kind. His chest rose and fell less sporadically. It began to return to normal...ish. Well form him his breathing was back to normal. His heart picked up its normal weak pulse. No longer sporadic or painful. His form gained the pale amount of color back to it. He breathed as he slowly opened his eyes. Looking at Nicolae. "Thank you..." He gently pushed himself up. Leaning against the solid object near him. "I am sorry. I am so sorry. I apologize that I caused a disruption in class." He said. So upset over something out of his control. "Toleris?" He called out. Hoping he was near.

Nicolae stepped back and bowed his head, his wings settling around his shoulders. "You're welcome...but you should see Castian...or the Doctor...I was only able to heal you temporarily." He said softly.

Ulrick blinked at the students before crossing his arms, leaning back the 7ft male hissed in building irritation. He blinked as his eyes went silted. Hearing young Haxill he glanced back with a warm smile, "Its quite all right young one, you can't help it if its a sickness within yourself. As for the rest of you...if your not on my class roster when I go over to check...you're going to meet one pissed off naga. That or get your hind-ends toasted....your pick on how fast you beat it..." he started walking over to his desk...

((OOC: That threat would carry so much more if the classes were listed with the students!!! *pouts*))

~Delmon ~~ Headmaster's Student Teacher Secretary ~

Delmon walked through the halls carrying the blood nephew of Ulfric. He liked that guy. As friend maybe family. Nothing more. He walked into his class and pretty much took his free hand and pushed Zaji out his way. "Interesting ragtag group you got here Ulfric. I brought you a present." He said with an playful smile. Walking to Ulfric and deposited in his lap his blood nephew. "There you go Ulfric. One blood relative safely delivered. You need anything while I'm here?"