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 Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 10:47 pm
The room had been arranged very much in the style of an easten dojo. With some light illusion magic and some borrowed props, there would be plenty for Zyanya to practice on before she was required to perform her final task- the splitting of three beams in a row. The beams stood upon small pillars of stone lifted about two feet from the ground, standing a foot apart. Around the room stood wooden dummies, thinner boards for practice, and some blocks of wood hanging from the celing.
He glanced towards the door, reaching up to stroke lightly at Silvermond's chin. This one had potential...this girl. However- she seemed easily distracted. A faint twitch of his lips indicated what might have been the start of a smirk. He may just have to put her concentration to the test...
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 7:10 pm
Zyanya had practiced, perhaps not nearly as much as she should of...but she had definitely practiced. She was eager to develop this speed increase skill to her benefit. The idea that should could break boards by enhancing her physical prowess by using speed had certainly been alluring indeed. She sauntered into class ...Hinder in hot pursuit.
Though she was walking with brisk and strong strides, she honestly was a tid bit nervous. She wasn't going to let Mr Barkhelm unnerve her this time. She didn't like how he could read her thoughts, and thus she would try extra hard to focus.
She looked rather different from when she had the last time Thomas had seen her. She had worked on streaking her pale mint hair. With rather bright colors as well a few new piercings to join the originals. She looked around the room, nodding her head in approval as she vaugely greeted the teacher with a wave.
"I can practice first right?" She inquired as her focus immediately went to some of the boards that were sitting around.
The green dragon only looked to Barkhelm a moment giving a snort before moving to sit in the corner. The man also unnerved him as well...he would do very little to get the man to pay him any attention.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 9:53 pm
He glanced to the doorway as the mantis, dragon in tow, arrived. On time, he noted. Thomas offered a short nod in greeting.
"As often as you feel you need to." He motioned to the boards, "However, I would hope that this would not be the first time you would have practiced since your last lesson."
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 9:09 pm
She snorted at his response not bothering to respond. SHe wasn't going to let him get the best of her. Not this time. Sure he still bothered her..the fact he could read her mind bothered her. and thus she made a mental image of her fingering him telling him to get the ******** out of her mind.
She then went over to a board idly noting where Hinder was and went ahead and broke a few. Her...technique was brutal, there was nothing elegant about it at all. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she completed a few warm up boards and then turned to face her teacher.
"Alright. Ready." She stated as she stood her hands planted firmly on her hips.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 12:47 am
The mental finger was hardly appreciated. The nice thing about his ability- was that anything he said or showed through the mental link between him and his students couldn't be documented or proven.
He retaliated with an image of a large 'f' written on her report card with, "See you next term." written in the 'additional notes' section.
As she voiced her being ready, he only waved a hand for her to proceed.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 11:12 pm
Zyanya snorted at the mental image of the failed mark and retorted with the image of mind invading pervert in big letters in her head. She doubted she was earning any bonus points but like hell she'd come back to any of his classes again.
Standing in front of the boards she closed her eyes and attempted to clear her mind. She knew being all angry didn't help her in this. Well it did and it didn't but she didn't want him to have a smug expression on his face if she failed breaking the beams.
Still it took her several long moments to manage to focus enough that she felt like she could actually manage to break the boards.
The point of this was to break them..and all of them one right after another...as quickly as possible. She brought a hand up there was another pause as she then narrowed her gaze in concentration and then brought her hand down sharply.
There was a splintering of wood and a series of three cracks as she quickly zipped from the first to the second and then the third. Her hand...HURT. She wasn't sure but she may of broken something though she gritted her teeth trying to push past the pain. She didn't need to see that smirk on that man's face.
Making her face a mask of calm she turned to face him as he challenging him to find fault.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 1:18 pm
He didn't so much as flinch at the insult. His expression remained as deadpan as ever. Let her think what she wanted, it was an effective way of keeping his students in line and focused.
Besides. It wasn't him daydreaming about her during their first meeting.
He watched as she went from the first board to the last. He resisted the smirk that tugged at the corners of his lips. It hurt, he knew it would. Aside from her mental discomfort, she refused to aknowlege the pain- at least in front of him.
"Very good." He responded with a slow nod as she turned, "Now if you work on that perhaps I can teach you a spell to shield your hand from the impact and spare you the soreness you'll have for the next few days."
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 10:17 pm
God you could almost see the glower in her gaze. She was immature...a young and fairly immature hormonal young girl who tended to loose her cool at the slightest annoying remark. The fact he could tell that her hand was killing her she had to bite her lip to stop herself from a string of curses that were on the tip of her tongue.
What stopped her was the fact...there was a hint of learning more...more than what she knew now. And despite her great dislike for the man..., learning a spell like the one he mentioned sounded rather advantages.
"Im....surprised you'd be willing to teach me." She murmured sounding a bit surprised if grudging of the fact he dangled the knowledge in front of her face.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 4:02 am
Her aggrivation was almost amusing. Perhaps the man had very little other means of entertaining himself aside from tormenting his students in whatever way he found possible during the course of their day.
"Yes well...that would require you to sign in with me for yet another term." He brushed a stray hair from his face and sighed, "You pass. Expect your final report in the mail a week from now. Don't forget to practice."
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 8:21 am
The mantid gave Thomas a very strange look as if she wasn't sure what to make of his..'inventation' of sorts to sign up for another semester with him. One part of her told her hell no, the other desireing the power, strength and knowledge to be gained said yes. But she passed, and for the moment she was content with that.
She gave him the faintest of smiles the corner of her mouth twitching as she shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't expect any other end result. She had broken the boards right? Her hand still ached like nothing else and she didn't try and flex it in front of the teacher in fear she did actually break something.
Hinder stood up reading her body language and trotted up to her, he knew it was time that they were leaving.
"Well...we shall see then.." She replied in a non-chalant manner as she then went to leave the room.
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