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 Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 10:48 am
[ Sorry if this is what his last class was supposed to be. Didn't really know given it hadn't been too... in-depth. ]
Gluttony... chastity? But wasn't chastity kinda like abstinence? Or was it like some kinda weird sub-class? Fifth shrugged these thoughts off as he carried a few bag of snacks with him back to the classroom. The boy he was going to 'teach' today was in possession of four large, sentient wings that, from what had been read to him, tended to learn toward the gluttonous. If he was right, that meant that they likely bit at things they weren't supposed to at times. And, hell, if he was wrong, he could always have the boy teach them to do tricks.
Or try to teach them to fly.
Geez, that would be a chore, wouldn't it? Reaching the spray-painted classroom that he called his own, he sent down the grocery bags and lined them up on a table that he'd pushed toward the center of the class in preparation for this lesson. He unloaded everything from dog treats to a party tray of meats and cheeses to chips to eggs and everything in between. It took a good bit of his self-control not to dig into the food right then and there, instead only nibbling on a few pieces of the meat, cheese, and crackers. After all, he'd decided to actually use money that had been provided to fund the needs of his class for the first time; good to actually use it for the class.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:39 am
[I don't know what his last class was but I think of just haveing it be dead, as I did pay it off.]
Dritan has to be very careful as to make sure no one got in reach of his wings or that person just might get bitten. As his wings were getting very possessive of there boy and just anowed with Dritan's new hyper active brother, especially his angry wing which was growlying softly.
Fianlly getting to the class room and walking in. "WOW!" he said as he love how the room looked it was so colorful and something he wished he could do at home. Then all of his wings smelled all of the food and turned towards the smell and one was trying very hard to get to the sorce even tho Dritan wasn't near the table. Behave all of you," he said to his wings. "Hi, I'm Dritan," he said as he gave the wing that was trying to get the food a smack. "You have a very cool looking room,"
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 3:39 pm
Fifth perked up when his student opened the door, though the sight made his green eyes widen just a bit. Sure, he'd seen a [rather dated] picture of the boy, but nothing would have prepared him for the sheer size of the things, or the fact that they all, honestly, seemed to be able to move independently and think for themselves. But, that brought him back to reality. Training, it was going to be like training. Like training eyeless dogs with no legs and feathers that were attached to a kid's back, but still.
He shook himself from the staring contest he was having with the four gold-feathered wings and fluffed his own up before pulling them against his back and smiling good-naturedly toward the glutton. He gave a salute as his own end of the greeting, amused by the boy's fascination with the spray-painted decorations across his walls. "Thanks for thinking so. I'm your teacher, name's Fifth," he said, and then gestured toward the table of snacks. "I heard that you have a bit of trouble with wing control, so I'm here to help train them, so-to-speak."
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 4:28 am
"I love art and I wish that I could do something to my room as I find this very intersting looking," he said as he looked the room over again as his hungery wing was so very trying to get to the food and Dritan gave it a little smack to givert its attention but it didn't work. Two of his wings were just looking around and his angry one was looking straight towards Fifth watching. 'Well its nice to meet you," he said as he make sure not to get too close to fifth or the table of food as if he got close enough for his wings the food would be gone in seconds.
"Yes I do, sometimes they behave when they want and most of the time I think they like getting me in trouble," he said smileing aquardly as his wings gave a chirp in agreement that they like getting there boy in trouble sometimes.
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 1:36 pm
Fifth snickered softly at that, a pleased little smirk crossing his lips. "Well, I certainly wouldn't mind giving you the paints to do something like this in your room. 'Course I don't think your parents would appreciate it..." he responded, chuckling a bit further before returning his attention to the conversation rather than how much fun it would be to help some boy cover his room in spray paint and then get in trouble with his parents despite it being part of his 'job'. "Nice to meet you, too, Dritan."
He nodded along thoughtfully with the information provided to him, frowning slightly as the wings seemed happy to agree with the fact that they got Dritan in trouble regularly. Shaking his head, he smiled slightly. "Well, then, this should be a fun challenge then," he stated simply, looking then to the table and thinking again. They would need something to punish the wings. He did have a squirt bottle and one of the annoyingly loud snapping things you could find at pet stores, but otherwise he wasn't sure what a punishment could entail. "So tell me, Dritan, is there anything in particular your wings don't like? Loud noises, water, something else...?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 4:26 am
Dritan just had to smile as he knew his mother would have let him do something like this to his room if he truely wanted as she would want to have some of the fun as well in the painting of the room as well. Maybe he would have to say something about it. "Actually my mother would be down with it and help paint the room and give more confusion to the many visitors to the house." Dritan said.
Dritan listen to what Fifth had to said as his wings were showing that they were borad and one of them snaping there teeth in wanting the food. He did have to think hard as there wasn't much his wings didn't like besides wrestling with them which was a chore in its self. "Not getting what they want, but they usely resort to biteing if it gets that bad. The only think that I can think of is they hate it when I go swimming or when I dive under water to be presice," he replied.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 4:27 pm
Fifth simply smiled with the statement given to him by the boy, a slightly impressed look accompanying the gesture. "Really? Oh, well then, I wouldn't mind giving you the paints after class. Actually, as incentive for you - given I already have one for your wings..." Fifth mumbled as he searched through the boxes that were piled up in a corner in his room, before pulling out a few cans of paint as well as a few cans of spraypaint, setting them next to the table that was covered in different foods. "So now it's fair; you both have prizes to work toward."
The teacher watched Dritan with interest as he spoke, nodding a few times every now and again through what he said before smiling lightly. "Alrighty then, that'll make this easy." The gryphon pulled out a pre-filled squirt bottle, holding it in a firm grip as he smiled at Dritan. "Alrighty then; what do you think we should start with?" he asked, tail swishing gently behind him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 6:44 am
Dritan smile as that was so cool of Fifth to do this and now he was thinking on how he would paint the room to what colors and to the patterns he would use or if his wings would help him or not as his mind raced thinking of all the possablities. "Thanks!" he said as he also listened to what Fifth was saying.
He had to wonder what Fifth was going to do with that squirt bottle as he was also give a smile as he was a little confused. But his wings were still attempting to get him to move in the direction of the food and were gettting miffed that he wasn't moveing as fast as they wanted him too as there was nothing in range for them to help pull along there boy. "Umm.." he thought for a second. "How about some paticence on there part to where they cant have what they want right now," he answered as that is all that he could think of.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 6:14 pm
Fifth chuckled a bit at the child's enthusiasm, grinning at the fact that it certainly seemed to be a good idea to willingly give this boy paints that he wasn't going to use or need at any time in the future. At least, not that he knew.
At the simple task, Fifth nodded and picked up the glass bowl that was filled hard-boiled eggs. He held that in one arm and the squirt bottle in the other, smiling softly. "Alright then, we'll start out simply. I'll give each of them an egg every four minutes; one every minute," he told Dritan, then addressing his wings, themselves. "If any of them steals one meant for the other, they will be skipped until their following turn. Any that try to get at one meant for another will also be squirted with the squirt bottle. Once we're done with that much, we'll move on. Sound good?" he asked finally, green eyes returning to Dritan.
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