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 Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 1:31 pm
Zack Hart The Fire Knight of Team Haven♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Zack did his stretching, though he did swimming before so he was already well stretched. He saw someone else come in who looked to be a young man as well. He noticed though how Nanelle looked at him though. He took a step back, and raised an eyebrow. She did a punching motion towards him, and watched as the droplets on the floor lifted up. "Uh..." he began to say before realizing what she meant. "Sorry Ma'am..." he said before he started to heat himself up to dry himself. "I went swimming..." ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 9:40 pm
  ⇘ ☠ ⇙ Takeru finally rushed in through the doors nearly taking them off their hinges. He knew he was probably late. Yeah, he definitely was if he needed to be here at a set time. He looked around nervously before composing himself, straitening his shades. Then he walked in further to try "keeping his cool." He wanted to make a good first impression on his teacher and classmates. He wanted to restart the reputation he had in his last school to he had to be "cool." He went ahead and nonchalantly slipped into a nearby desk towards the back. His neon eyes scanned the room looking at all his peers then settling on who he believed to be the teacher. He wondered what kind of things they'd be learning here, especially since this was definitely not an ordinary school in any sense of the word. He leaned back in his seat continuing to watch the teacher talk to one of the other students. ⇗ ☠ ⇖ "Hey, have ya ever considered becoming a mechanic? 'Cause that's livin' the dream!" Propane Nightmares
Good L_ck (Yo_'re F_cked)
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 11:29 pm
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❝I'm right, you're wrong. Get over it, pipsqueak.❞ ╔══════════════════════════╗
Dez had just finished doing her reps when some kid with red hair burst into the room. By the way he bellowed out his name, she wondered if the kid had some mental issues, and snickered to herself. She was never one to look over being PC, but the boy was Scottish and she felt obligated to be a b***h to him. When he began stretching but was instantly pulled out of it by the teacher's words, she snickered again from her vantage point on the ground.
She was interrupted when the smell of tobacco wafted over to her from a desk over and realized the blonde had taken a seat. She would have peered on but then the door opened yet again and a pink haired boy walked in. Pink? What the hell, Dezaira thought to herself as she looked to the two boys and teacher while they could not see her. This was just too weird already.
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Four others || What: In Class || When: Afternoon || Where: Miss May's Classroom || Thoughts: Who the bloody hell has neon hair?
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The teacher was definitely eccentric, poor Dante thought as he watched her mannerisms. She seemed to really love fire and the boy hoped she would not think less of him because he could not control such an element. He wondered if anyone else was more alchemic like he, and as two others walked in he was thankful he was not going to be the only boy.
That is, however, until the teacher got very intimidating very quickly when the red haired boy began dripping upon the floor. When he answered her, Dante blew out a breath. Nice save!
Then a neon haired boy walked in and Dante's eyes widened before he dropped his head down to his hands that were clasped tightly together on top of the desk. It wasn't polite to stare, and the boy knew he rather hated it when people did the same to him. Looking around again, he wondered what everyone's element was, and as the blonde the teacher had been speaking to walked to the back of the class, Dante decided it was now or never to ask a question.
"Ma'am," he said, raising his hand as his melodic Welsh accent filled the alchemic room. "Shall we get started with class?"
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Classmates || What: Intrigued || When: Afternoon || Where: My classroom || Thoughts: This is all so strange
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 1:05 pm
  xxxxxＭｉｓｓ ＭａｙxxxxxNanelle "May" Rodgers『★ Elemental Teacher || ★ The Scorched Believer || ★ Age: 25 || ★ Profile || ★ Fire Inside 』☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━ ═☆Once the supposedly frightful glower lifted from her face, Nanelle suddenly took note of the room now coming alive with discomfort & unfamiliarity. Soft mutterings, shuffling feet, and uncomfortable stares; she could see them all, or at least the good handful she could pinpoint. 'Hmm...the coffee might've amped up my 'friendly teacher' vibe just a bit too much..' It was then that she offered the poor red-headed boy a smile that exuded warmth similar to his own, before politely nodding her head. "It's good to get exercise, and its especially good to work with your counter element! No harm done." Pulling from the vapors rising from his form, the professor continued to manipulate the marble of liquid before sauntering back to her podium.
A flash of electric pink crossed her vision on her way up as a soft-spoken voice caught her ear. Without even needing to pinpoint a face, she continued along up to the podium before noisily slamming her hand on its wooden surface. "Excellent suggestion, my dear Magane-kun!" A beaming little grin tugged at her lips as she now made it a point to find who sported the pink hair. Safe to say, her prioritizing skills were left to be desired. Naturally (assumingly unlike his hair), finding the boy was rather easy once he had found a spot to settle; just like the others, questions of his abilities whirred around her skull, just as the marble speedily gravitated around her index finger. 'Cool as a cucumber...but he doesn't seem like the aloof type...Bad Boy? That might be too obvious, the hair and piercings could be like...self-expression related..' Taking a mental stopper to her thoughts, Nanelle forced herself back onto her educational train of thought.
"All right, my precious students! Even though you're all not here.." Her amber orbs flickered over to a crinkled slip of paper marked with a stained ring of coffee, a possible unintentional reminder of its importance, before looking over the list of names. "We'll start anyway. So grab a seat if you haven't all ready. Slight tardiness was excused just for today, so all you delinquents can relax. BUT!" She landed a fist into the palm of her hand as her eyes became alit with a fiery ferocity. "Anyone late beyond this point are truly criminals!" Miss May's voice then softened into something sweet, "And will be dealt with accordingly~" before daintily brushing hair behind her ear & leaning against her stand. "So, we can start with introductions...even though it seems we spent most of the class waiting for others..." A slightly saddened sigh parted her lips, but regardless! "First come, first serve, I want names, a little bit of yourself, and your element, stated not shown! Once the first person is finished, don't be shy to get up and speak!" The woman then clapped her hands to get the kids moving, and awaited the first voice to break the discomfort flittering in the air.
(There is no posting order at this point in terms of introductions.)
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 7:53 pm
Zack HartThe Fire Knight of Team Haven♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Zack was finally dry, and saw that the teacher wasn't all that pissed at him. She smiled at least. "Thank you Miss." he said, feeling relief. He looked over to the red haired woman, and it was like he could pin point the Scottish in her. She had the same hair for heaven's sake! It was... Weird. His eyes caught sight of pink neon hair, and sharpish looking teeth. He looked at the boy, curious about the hair choice. Then again... Should he really say anything? His hair was blood apple red. Then he heard the Welsh accent, and his eyes were drawn to Dante. So many people near his home.
Now came for class to actually start. Zack took a seat next to Takeru, and listened to instructions. 'First come, first serve? No problems here.' he thought as he decided to go first. "I am Zackaria Hart, I lived in Scotland almost all my life and have knowledge of hand to hand combat given my family traditions of being knights. My element is Volcanic." He finished with his voice strong and unwavering.♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 12:29 am
⇘ ☠ ⇙ Takeru looked around some noticing a few stares in his direction which he just returned with a smirk and leaned back further in his seat. Then he looked over to the teacher as she began speaking to the class from a podium. She seemed pretty lively which was good 'cause he didn't wanna be stuck in a boring class. And now it was introduction time. A long red-haired male went first. He eyes widened a bit when he said that his family were knights. In all honesty, he didn't really think they were a thing anymore. Guess he was wrong. With Zack's intro said and done, he decided to go next. He stood up and jabbed a thumb to his chest, I'm Watanabe, Takeru. I'm an mechanic from Japan and I can manipulate metal and electricity. I've also got enhanced strength on top of that," he boasted loudly. He was pretty proud of his abilities since they helped him so much in his everyday life as well as getting through street fights that he'd often find himself gotten dragged into but that was another story. With his own brief introduction out of the way, he dropped back down into his seat and waited to hear the next person. ⇗ ☠ ⇖  "Hey, have ya ever considered becoming a mechanic? 'Cause that's livin' the dream!" Propane Nightmares
Good L_ck (Yo_'re F_cked)
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 10:42 am
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The teacher was seriously batnut crazy, Dezaira decided as she got into her seat without a drop of sweat on her and looked to the podium. First she said something that sounded like a different language, Dezaira was seriously ignorant to things like languages, and then she began to get so fired up about students and tardiness. When she asked the students here to introduce themselves, Dezaira shrugged and lifted her hand though her elbow was still on the table.
"My name is Dezaira, but you can call me Dez. I can transmute metals and some minerals and can manipulate them to whatever I see fit."
She was silent, muling over the other two boys' answers to what they could also do. She looked to Taki and was happy to have another metal manipulater in the class, but then toward the Scot and to his answer of volcanic. Now that was a dangerous and very strong ability to have, she thought as she watched him. She wondered if she'd have to worry about him in the future.
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Four others || What: In Class || When: Afternoon || Where: Miss May's Classroom || Thoughts: Well at least there's another metal in this class.
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Dante's blush rapidly crawled from his cheeks to his covered ears. It didn't take much recollection to remember what Magane-kun meant seeing as his sister was heavily influenced with Japanese-esque culture. He supposed he would find a kindred spirit in this teacher if she also was seeped in the culture, but he was pulled from his thoughts when she asked them all to speak their name and their ability. He didn't understand why she was getting so heated over tardiness of students, but he supposed it would be rather annoying to always be a teacher. She seemed rather... flamboyant.
After others began to speak their name, Dante felt even more left out. He was the only one to manipulate somehting so heightened as aether, it seemed, and the others seemed to find some companionship. Sighing, he stood and lifted his hand in a 'hello' gesture.
"My name is Dante Mikaelson. I control the... um... fifth element; aether. I have control over a small quantity right now... and.. yeah. It's very nice to meet all of you."
The boy sat down in a crumpled mess onto his seat and bowed his head. This was just mortifying.
╚══════════════════════════╝ Who: Classmates || What: Intrigued || When: Afternoon || Where: My classroom || Thoughts: We're talking about something we can do so openly, it's strange
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2015 12:42 pm
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Oº°‘¨ Sheila Vixen¨‘°ºO
╚══════════════╝ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁ ◤ So they were doing introductions now? Alright then, seems a bit weird since they were here to learn to use their powers but who was Sheila to judge? "I'm Sheila" the blonde lazily waved her hand and exhaled a cloud of smoke " I guess I have the power of ...heat maybe? I don't fully know what I'm capable f yet so forgive me for the lack of knowledge."◢ "Stay outta my kitchen and you wont get burned"...
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2015 11:58 pm
xxxxxＭｉｓｓ ＭａｙxxxxxNanelle "May" Rodgers『★ Elemental Teacher || ★ The Scorched Believer || ★ Age: 25 || ★ Profile || ★ Fire Inside 』☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━ ═☆ Volcanic, aether, electricity! Nanelle's amber orbs glimmered through her fingers as her beloved students stood up one by one. Studying their posture, confidence in their tone, eagerness to speak promptly -- it was all so enlightening, surprised even by those she figured would respond in the complete opposite. 'I need to know more!' The furious mental clicking of a proverbial 'ask' option lit up her thoughts, however, the hands on the clock quickly shut down the mental game in her mind.
Clasping her hands together, Nanelle sighed before speaking. "Our time is over, class! I'd say the first day went pretty--!" she paused, tasting the sour realization on her tongue. Or maybe it was lingering coffee. "Today was lackluster as a first day. I beg your forgiveness, my dear sweet tarts. You are free to go, go on, get out of here! Class, dismissed!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 1:44 pm
Zack HartThe Fire Knight of Team Haven♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Zack was interested in his class. All of them had different types of elements. He didn't realize how many there were, and didn't even considered that metal could be a metal. He was used to the Air, Fire, Water, Earth type of deal. Then class was finished! "Huh..." he said as he got up from his chair and looked around at his fellow students. He didn't know why he was called a 'tart' but he wasn't going to argue with the teacher. "Good-bye." he said before leaving.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 7:19 pm
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Oº°‘¨ Sheila Vixen¨‘°ºO
╚══════════════╝ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ ▁ ◤ Sheila ignored the class, instead snapping her fingers and focusing on holding the sparks at her fingertips for even a few seconds as smoke from her cigar wisped and curled around her face. It wasnt until the bell rang that she snapped out of her practice and looked around. Were they done? "If we're not doing anything else I've got some training to do. Thanks for the lesson teach" -exit- ◢ "Stay outta my kitchen and you wont get burned"...
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