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 Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 9:55 pm
Chath rubbed the back of his neck Ligeia did bring up a good point. It can't just be common interests that made them all have a spirit based focus, she had a new respect for the new boy, he was a much deeper thinker than he was.
"that is a very good point." he started and picked up his pencil joting a sentence down. "So...the spirit is what....gives us the strength..." he started saying the words slowly as he wrote them down. But stopped there.
"What else do you guys think?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2006 11:30 am
All right. So, he had expected Mr.Barkhelm to be slightly upset with him...but, the man was being down right harsh. It wasn't as if Paxton thought the things he did because he wanted too (ok, well...maybe every once in a while). It was just that, one thing had led to another and before he even understood what was going on, his up bringing had turned him into the person he was. That's not to say he would ever want to go back and change things. He may have distanced himself from his peers, but that would fade with time. He was happy with who he was, if not slightly confused.
Begrudgingly, the love bird bit his tongue and put pencil to paper. A scratch here, a line there and soon the page was flooded with Paxton brand notes. Really it was a mixture of words and drawings...what was the word he had just written down now--oh yeah, weak. 'Mind weakest point,' with a tap on the paper he finished and brought his attention back to the cunning professor before him.
Oooh, good question...but also a hard one. What did he pride himself on? A slight frown began to creep across the lovebirds face. Was there anything he thought he was good at? He wasn't all that strong or good at fighting--his body wasn't created for that. He did like to fly--but was he good at it? ...Maybe there wasn't anything he liked about himself. No, no, that was nonsense! There was something! He just hadn't discovered it yet...or perhaps he just dare not say it aloud."I suppose my optimism," the boy finally shrugged his shoulders and gave a light smile. "Oh...and my good looks." He probably shouldn't have added that last part in, but he felt it was needed. Even if it did mean a verbal smack across the face from Mr. Barkhelm.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 11:18 am
Thomas' expression remained deadpan as the lovebird boy scrambled through his thoughts to answer his question. He was nervous... not the bravest sort. He was coming to terms with his weakness though. Kind of discouraged but one couldn't expect him to be pleased with coming to face with his lesser qualities. "Hmm." was his only response to the boy's notes, his golden eyes watching the movement of the pen over the paper.
"Good looks and over-enthusiasm are what makes you proud?" Thomas slowly raised an eyebrow, his eyes catching those of Paxton once more, "Have you accomplished something that merits praise? Have you ever done something that others have complemented you on other than your...tendancy to 'charm'?" And by charm he meant seduce. “Good grades? Perhaps you helped someone when they were in need? Have you ever thought of someone other than yourself?”
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 3:16 pm
Ligeia gave a little smile, good. His answer had gone over well he thought to himself as he looked down at the notes that he had, what else could tie the three of them together. They weren't even of the same families of animals, had completely different looks, different dragons, different... hrmm... He lowered a hand to pat the dragon that he was sitting on before looking down on his notes, "Lets see..."
This was a rather hard question he decided to himself as he found himself chewing on the end of his pen again, it seemed to help him think.
"Maybe we can write down things about ourselves and see if anything on the lists match up?" He suggested to the group.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 7:54 pm
Chath looked out of the corner of his eye and noticed Paxton working away on his notes. He gave a sigh knowing he woul dneed to catch up furiously. He gave a bit of a jump when Ligeia spoke so distracted he was.
"that's a great idea!" he replied enthusiastically, he hand already writing down a list of things he liked his 'goals' some relatively interesting information about his animals's species before looking back up.
"we should probably quicken our pace. I don't want our group to be the last finished." he stated his competitiveness starting to show through.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 7:49 pm
Ligeia jotted down some of the things that he enjoyed such as hanging out and playing with Vorel, learning the fine art that was sewing, his interest in magic, his love of his family, his enjoyment of meeting up with new people despite the occasional bought with shyness. He then went on to things that he could do including his flying and nocturnal sight from his animal self and the dragon riding he'd been shown to do by a labtech, and his very new to him skills with the wooden pole. He chewed on his lip as he looked over the list, "Yes, your right." Before the teacher asked for their findings.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 8:29 am
Wait a minute. It couldn't be sewing. Ligeia liked sewing, and he wasn't in her group. At this sudden realization, Earako bit her lip, and reconsidered. If it wasn't that, then she needed to have a better reason why she was a mind type.
What did she like? She ran her fingers lightly over her outfit, the one she was so very displeased with. She liked to dress pretty. She liked to work on things that took her attention, like drawing and sewing. She liked beauty, wherever she found it. She liked people. She didn't like sunlight, or being interrupted.
What was Da' always saying?
"I'm, I'm focused, I guess." She admitted in her half whisper, looking at her partner. "Da's always saying it's hard to distract me when I have my mind on something."
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 5:12 pm
Man this guy was tough to make happy, visibly Paxton frowned as Mr. Barkhelm again scolded him and his juvenile ideas. Being optimistic wasn't as easy as it seemed...you had to keep your humor about you. Seeing how life is horribly cruel sometimes, its not always an easy skill.
All right, he needed to think of something, something good he had done. There had been many a time Paxton had shown his nice nature, the trouble was none of it was coming back to him. One incident however did stick out in his mind.
Shyly brown eyes looked back and over his shoulder at the tentacle child behind him. Laial. Should he tell about that one time?...He hadn't told anyone about it before and nothing else was currently coming to mind. Turning his attention back to Thomas, Paxton cleared his throat, "Well, there was one--of many times--" he added hastily not wanting to make it sound like this was only a one time gig. "That I did kind of...help Laial. I don't know if what I did was saving him or not--" the boys eyes began to drift off to the other side of the room, as he reminisced of the past. "But even after he tried to give me a beating, I came back to help him--You see, he fell over and his shell...well, it was crushing him. I could have just walked off and left him to get hurt, but I came back--" Now very lost in memory the corners of Paxton's mouth twitched into a faint smile, "...Jerk that he was."
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 11:47 am
Chath scribbeled down with his pencil, 'liked being active, imagining, curernt goal was to be a hero.' He was running out of things to write about. He wasn't that uninteresting was he? He then started to jot down notes about his animal DNA, 'Red spotted Newt, Amphibium, able to regrow lost limbs, breath underwater, swim well...' well...ok that was...enough of that.
Chewing on the end of his pencil he wondered if he should write about Keir...he looked down at the black dragon was who staring at the teacher, like a wolf that was uneasy in teh face of a another preditor the black ragon kept shifting position.
He looked back up to Ligeia and then Keanu. "What have you guys written? I am almost done...er...unsure of what else to write." he explained a bit sheepishly.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 12:08 am
Thomas nodded approvingly towards Paxton. "I do not teach magic to selfish brats, mind you..." There was an edge to his tone that was unmistakable. He never seemed to kid around with anyone, never seemed to loosely imply that he ever would tolerate what he laid down as wrong. "Magic is not something to be taken lightly, especially that of the body."
He tapped the boy's paper, a subtle gesture for him to take notes, "The study of body's magic is to build on what you're already physically capable of. Like running, there is a spell to double your speed, strength- you can learn to channel your energy into lifting a vehicle, jumping, flight, even your senses. Hearing, sight, taste.... yes even..." He narrowed his eyes, "Touch...but I warn you, using magic for selfish reasons can lead to self-destruction."
He stood himself up from the desk and cleared his throat to gain the attention of the class. "Now. I want all of you to choose one person from your group to make your presentation in front of the class. Tell me what you all found out about each other and what you think is the common tie." He took a seat back down and nodded for Paxton to return to his usual place.
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 2:29 pm
Ligeia leaned over to look at Chath's list then looked down at his own, at first it didn't seem like there were things that matched until he read over the one that said 'current goal to was to be a hero'. He wondered if that matched up with his own love of his dragon, family, and friends. Would he want to save them if he had the power? "I... wonder is it the fact that we care for others that ties us together." He murmured, it was a thought to himself but out loud at the same time.
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2006 2:56 pm
Chath looked to Ligeia with a raised eyebrow. "yah...that sounds about right. we all want to protect the people we care for..." he ended in a whisper as he heard the teacher command that they give their presenation now.
"Er..who wants to give...our.." Chath looked down at his massive amounts of notes but nothign was very clear and well written. "uh...presentation?" he asked looking a bit wry with his smile.
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 8:29 am
((For the sake of the RP, I'll just pretend Earako interacted with her partner.))
It was decided in brief whispers, that Earako would be the one to talk for them, though even after the decision the bat wasn't sure how she'd been talked into it. Not that she minded talking to the class. What she minded was doing anything that would mean the teacher would notice her again. She didn't want him to see her.
Scary.
Stroaking Vimber nervously she looked up toward the front of the classroom, waiting for the teacher to direct them to speak.
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 5:54 pm
((I'm not dead. >-> Just forgetful and busy.))
Keanu hated taking notes. Which meant he'd ended up listening to the other two discuss the topic while scribbling a few things on their sheets of paper. It didn't look like he had much in common with them. He liked hanging out with Ymir, but didn't everyone like being with their partner and best friend? He was interested in magic, but not so much as he was in his fighting classes. His family was... well of course he loved them. But that was something everyone had in common. New people where greet as long as they where good. Bad people just kind of... well sucked. As for flying, it was a lot of fun. Of course that meant being out with Ymir, but when wasn't he out with Ymir?
As for Chat... Well being active and wanting to be a hero seemed to be it. He certainly wasn't meant to be int he water much. That much he deduced from how long it took his hair to dry out. Which was never fun to wait for.
As the teacher spoke up he glanced at the two. Well he didn't mind speaking. And since they'd come to the agreement that it was wanting to protect people it wouldn't be too hard. "I can do the presentation." Being shy was never a problem for him. Besides, he'd been proclaiming something along those lines since he was a kid on a near daily basis. Why should this be any different?
Giving the pair the grin that meant things would either end up a mess, or go perfectly(depending on the situation) he stood up to wait for the teacher to tell him to speak up.
((Since I erm... poofed I'll make up for it by doing this part? Keanu's outgoing anyway.))
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 6:04 pm
Ligeia gave a bright smile to Keanu as he took up the task of doing the speaking part of the presentation. He wasn't looking forward to it so having someone else do it have him quite happy, "Thank you." He murmured, it wasn't that there was anyone here in the class that he didn't like it, was just getting up and talking in front of them wasn't something that he found as being a fun thing ever.
He would have to do his best to try to get over that, speaking in public would be something he had to do eventually. For today though he was saved from it, indeed Keanu was a hero.
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