NationStates Jolt Archive

The main chambers had high cathedral ceilings, and were lit well, however there were no windows in the room. There were a series of tables, including a stage and a podium. A man watched carefully as the students entered. So this was the beginning. His white hair fell slightly over his eyes, but he pushed it back to reveal them. His right eye was a deep crimson color, while his left was an ice blue. His skin was pale, and he wore a black longsleave shirt. Around his neck was an emblem, a heart with a sword through it and two wings, one on each side. He leaned on the podium and watched as they entered.

Zion enters the main chamber, unslinging his rifle and setting it beside his chair as he sat down.

'This guy took the Dante look a bit too far...'

Peter thought to himself as he took note of the man at the podium.

OOC:
May I join? :wink:

OOC: Look at the other thread Dyszel, its the application one.

IC: Katarina walks easily into the room, comfortable in these fmailiar surroundings. She takes a seat at the front and mentally asks Qui 'Is here fine, or should i stand behind you and to the side in 'proper apprentice form'?"

Lana follows the other students into the hall, her eyes glancing around looking for familiar faces, taking in new ones. She walks to her seat silently, smiling at the others already seated.

Making herself comfortable, she waits for the rest of the students to arrive. Her eyes now focused on proceedings at the head of the hall.

[ooc: double post]

Ignus entered the main chamber, his different clothing on, the more pracitcal clothing which made him seem to fit in more. It was still in the black colour scheme. He looked in the low lighting towards the imposing figure...and he knew at once who it was. The one person who he was fearing for his reputed abilities. He understood why Kain had been truelly afraid when he had been attacked by Qui...not that he felt any sympathy. That bastard could die a tortured death in front of him and he would not care.

Ignus grew slightly nervous, a rare feeling for him. He knew the consequence if Qui ever found out. So he was determined to remain low key and not be mind read. If Qui knew...he did not know how they would react...death hopefully would be quick. He would die in his magic should the worse come to it.

He stood thier his stern and calm face looking straight at Qui. He remained composed...his defences up. It would give him warning if Qui was detecting his mind, this much Kain had told him about "The Mindbreaker". Not that there was much he could do to resist.

He looked at Qui for a long moment, looking at this powerful being in front of him. According to Kain...he was a vampire, although he knew that he was holding something back. He was no ordinary vampire...Ignus sat down slwoly with some other people...he wanted to be inconspicous.

Daedalis entered the room with scared pace, looking at her surrounding and at the man standing in front of her. Master Qui, I guess, kind of strange guy, she said to herself.

She just walked to a place behind a column, so nobody could see her, and expecting the greetings of the Master of the Academy.

Qui felt a wave of emotion sweep over him, but he clenched it instantly. Well that never happened before.. he thought to himself, and looked at Katrina momentarily, snapping back to his senses. No, you are no ordinary apprentice, Katrina... His eyes flickered back at the students before him.

Ignus... something reminded him about Kain, but he didn't press the matter. He would find out on his own terms. Lana, he greeted with a warm smile, exposing his fangs in doing so.

Rave looked at Zion, then the riffle. She smiled to herself. Why do they feel the need for such protection...they are safe here... she said to herself.

He then watched a girl go behind a column. Daedalis, he communicated to her, though he couldn't see her. Welcome, though you may wish to sit down then hide for now...

Seth repetitively poked Rave in the shoulder as she stood at the side, overseeing everything.

I told you no Seth! she said silently.

Why won't you?

They know me as a fighter, not a singer...enough with the matter. Drop it. Besides, I'd be to nervous.

You? Stage fright? Bull shit. Who the hell you think you're trying to fool... You said you would...

I never said when... She turned from him, with a smile of victory.

Seth mumbled something inaudable. He then continued to watch.

OCC:dang,I tried to post earlier,but kicked me off when I did,sorry Rave.

IC(replay):Pepal is sitting near in the back trying to be normal in the back.Glances at Qui for a bit ,then stares at the other students while they have their conversations

Santiana stepped into the hall and took a seat. He looked at the man at the podium. Hmmm. Qui? The descriptions right... except for the hair and that eye. Why can't those techs ever keep files up to date? she thought to herself as she ttok out a small device and tried another uplink to the Brother's Keeper. She sighed when there was no response. This is getting to be weird. She looked around at the others, "Well... weirder." she mummered.

ooc: no problem.

"Welcome," he said, his speech refined. "To the Shentavo Academy. It has been the third year the Academy has been running. I'm glad to see old faces again..." He glanced at Katrina. "As well as new ones. If you knew me from last year, you would remember me teaching the manipulations class..." He looked momentarily for Joshua...but there was no sign...of Kenja either. He cringed mentally at the thought. Why? Why can't...why me... His fledgling and one of the people he hated most, nearly killed last year..., together. He continued with only a breif pause. "I am now the headmaster of this school, but not much has changed. My appearance, for those of you who recal me, can be very misleading."

He looked at the students. Rave looked up at the ceiling, she had never been that long in her speeches....and looked to hers on...he had changed.

"Your classes will not be easy, I assure you that by my life. You will be challenged beyond your dreams..."

"If you would like to see a demonstration, of what the staff here is capable of, Miss Ravelyn and I will be having a spar tonight." he announced, Rave faced towards him with a wry smile. Qui looked back at her with a glance.

"If you were not here last year, Rave was the headmistress for the two previous years. Her name has become widely known, and she has acclaimed quite a reputation as far as her skills go. But we've both changed...it might be a good spar to watch if you want to challenge us. That's right. You can challenge any one of your teachers to a spar and they will gladly accept. Kenja will take all the manipulations students' challenges. Seth will take up any of the Advanced combat. Aurora will take up any elementals, and Genesis will take any telekenetic or psionic spars. Myself and Ravelyn will take on any challenge without question. You may also challenge my apprentice, Katrina." He motioned to her. "If that is alright with her." A smile crossed his face. Training would not be easy for her.

"Now that we've got that settled. Boundaries. All classes are on the first level of the school. The dorms are on the second level. Offices and the staffs rooms are on the third. No student at anytime is allowed on the third floor, only in the offices." He stressed that clearly...he wanted to make a point of it. "If you brought a horse with you for some reason, there are stables in the back." He turned his attention toward her momentarily with a smile. "If you have any questions. I will be able to answer them. Welcome.The demonstration will take place in two hours..."

He stepped down from the podium, and went to have a word with Rave for a moment.

Pepal'Nygen just stares at the other students when they wait for the demonstartion or when they start leaving,he just nods at a few people in the back and such,not sure if they want to talk to a drow and such.He justs wait if the students leave the room or he'll stay if they have to stay here.

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"Qui," she said in protest. "You underestimate my spirit, my soul. It's like you can't break through my defences..."

"I can't," he said simply. "That is what has been troubling me. You're too weak to fight...but I can't get into your mind in the slightest bit. I don't get it."

"Whoa!" She said. "I am not to weak to fight---"

"Me." he said in correction. "Not strong enough Ravelyn. A half demon? You've got to be kidding. A demonic hybrid would take on an ancient?"

"No--"

"That's what I've thought..."

"But a sire will take on her fledgling..." she replied, unmoved. Qui laughed at this.

"Alright, suit yourself. If this is what you wish, then I must yeild to your challenge. It's been a while, are you sure you remember?"

"I'll manage..." she replied. "An hour and thirty minutes, the advanced combat room. Weapon of choice. Magic is a go. Brass knuckles, if you wish, are for your use acceptable. Telekenetics is good. Anything goes."

Qui sighed, and went back to the podium. "The spar will take place in the A.C. room which is to your left if you exit. It is anything goes...magic, weapons, telekenetics...anything. One hour and a half. I do hope you'll join us." The students were then free to leave...

He looked back at Rave. That devil of an angel...

Santiana listens and wonders idly why there was no 'healing class spar'. It could be interesting. Who could sedate Qui the fastest... she thought, smiling to herself.

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OOC: Now for the other one that I mentioned earlier.

IC: In another part of the academy:

A form moved about silently and invisibly. A cold form, devoid of mercy or caring about the mortals it existed with. Not evil, per say, just more in touch with the 'darker' emotions than others would be. It scanned the area and noted the students, the vampires, most notably Qui and... No. It can't be. She is gone. Doubt lingered in the form's well shielded mind, so it moved closer to the main hall, most likely unnoticeable to all but the most skilled minds.

Rave closed her eyes momentarily, then a strange look came over her face. She convulsed and brought her hands to her left side, just below her rib cage. Seth immediatly leapt up to steady her. She let out no cry, and pulled herself from Seth's grip. It stopped...she looked toward the door.

Qui immediately stepped to her with concern. Rave...what the hell just happened?

Her eyes were down cast, the pain had stopped. Thanks to my new quote "abilities"... she paused momentarily. Pain is something you get used to. She kept her eyes downward. Qui...keep the students in here....don't let one leave...

Gene placed her hand on Rave's shoulder. Let me go with you... she said softly. Rave began to protest, but she countered. There is no one as well experianced in psionics than I here...

I know Genesis...but no...no, this is something that I wish to deal with. It could be a false alarm. she looked at Qui. He had not sensed it....directly. Keep the students here....

Qui reluctantly obliged. He spoke from the podium once again. "Students are asked to stay here until further notice."
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She immediatly jumped from the stage, landing firmly on the ground, and walked toward the doors as they swung open in front of her without her hand passing. As she brought her eyes up, they were completely white, as if no pupil had ever resided there.

She remained extremely cautious...and looked...

Vacit and Hierch arrive at the back of the orientation hall only minutes before Rave storms out. Hierch looks surprised at the Lady's reaction, watching her at the doorway. The Sovereign Protector looks to Vacit quizzically.
"Interesting, most interesting," Hierch hears the Myrmidon murmer, as he strokes his chin. "Here is your own lesson, Captain, be prepared for anything here. And remember this, the unexpected will always be the expected."
"As you say, Director."

Rave turns her sight to them, her white eyes errily picking them out. "Get in there..." she said motioning to the main chambers she had exited from. "Now." Her auburn hair fell in soft waves down her shoulders, as she kept on high alert. "Please...do as I say..."

Santiana wanted to get up and follow, but does as she is told. Vampires were not her medical specialty. So she sat, as cluless as the others.

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The form stopped. Something is wrong. It is her, but not as she was. It then hurried across the academy faster, as a result becoming much more noticable as a blacker than night shadow.

It halts well away from the chamber and watches form the darkness, wondering what was wrong with Rave.

Joshua began walking inside the chamber. As he walked he twirled the agedd peice of metal in his hand as if it was a knife. It used to be his trademark weapon befor he realived that it wasn't his best option.

Pepal just stares at Joshua with a confused look,"He sure looks normal"he mumbled.Soon he wonders of the woman teacher going out of the main hall,she looks troubled.He just sits in the back ,no longer hiding himself

Qui shuddered, and Gene looked at him. "Not you too..." she replied with concern. Qui looked back at her, and went to leave, then looked out among the students. I can't leave them alone... He stopped and remained. He was their defense should Rave fail...
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Joshua... she communicated to him. I need you. Follow my directions exactly...get Pepel...and bring him inside of the main chamber I have left behind me. The rest are in there. I need you to bar the doors behind you... Make sure Qui remains there...don't let him leave...do this for me...please...
Rave paused, and looked toward the direction...she could sense it's movement. It's hiding... She thought to herself, and turned around until she stopped, eyes looking directly in the direction it went. But how could she see if her eyes were completely white?

"There is a reason that I am here at this academy..." she spoke loudly. "And that is to protect my students...to destroy anything that would lay a finger upon them. I had a spar planned, but I guess I can push it back on the to do list..." She was confident, maybe overly so. It was a natural pride she possessed with her experiance. "I will not let you touch them."


She looked down, and brought her eyes back up, and dashed toward the location.

Joshuua felt like he was being watched and just shook his head. He smirkd and pocketed the old weapon and reached for a chain around his neck and pulled it off of his sweety head. On the chain was a blood colored bullet from a sniper rifle. He looked at it and sighed. When he heard the voice he nodded and began doning as told as quickly as he could.

The form lept at Rave and grabbed her, no... steadied her. "Sorry to dissappoint you Rave. I came to pay respects to you, not kill off your students." The voice was familiar, yet different than any she had heard.

She broke away from the figure, alighting in her right hand an oblike structure of fire. She kept her left hand before her, as a precaution, Peering into the darkness to seem whom it was. I feel...like I know them..

"If you didn't come to hurt them, then why didn't you knock on the door and then pay your respects." she paused momentarily. "Who are you?"

Katarina stands and strides quickly to Qui's side. She sees that he is in pain, and channels him some of her magic. "Qui, is there anything else i can do?"

The figure stays put and Rave doesn't need sight to feel it start to change. "Fire won't kill the dead Rave, one that's a fire manipulator in particular." it says, continuing to remain still. "I'm suprised you don't recognize me, even with the slight change in attitude and powers."

Qui looked at Katrina. His pain eased, and he smiled. Nothing we can do...unless someone breaks through that door...but I sense something. Someone familiar...like it's----"

"Domino?" She asked, fire extinguishing in her hand, and her defense position shattered. Her eyes flickered back to their normal state, A crimson lining around a dark black circle. The half demon looked at her strangely. "What are you doing here?" She asked, suprised at the change.

Qui smiled. "No Katrina...I doubt anything will be done." he eased up slightly, and relaxed, then looked at her momentarily.

Domino finishes the change back to her normal appearance. Her eyes didn't glow though. They were two black holes. He clothes were dark, as usual and her skin was not pale, it was gray. "I'm here for the reason I ststed. I thought you were either dead or trapped in Hell. The transformation is... partially due to what I realized during that battle."

As Qui's tension eases, Katarina becomes visibly more relaxed, although she is obviously still on edge. "What is it Qui? What was going on just then?"

Well...Rave has developed some things I can not explain. That devil of an angel...literally now. She senses everything that could possibly threaten this academy once it steps through those doors with few exceptions. She's partial to the lot of them... he said, looking over the people still awaiting an explaination. If anything threatens...she's there. The pain is like a reflex to her...the darkness of some individuals is so great...that that is how she senses them. I'm just getting used to it.... he said, looking back at her. "It's Domino..."

Genesis relaxed and sat down, rolling her eyes lightly...

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"I was trapped in a type of hell. If that is what you'd call it. I was shown my path...and I walked it. Woke up with amnesia, and for the past time I have been in a tournament. I was brought to the mansion..and the restoration began... and you?" She looked at the change, then tilted her head. "There is so much darkness....more than before. It was as if your soul is black...what's happened to you Domino?"

(I'm out for the night)

Domino sighs. "More like so little light. I'm becoming what I was meant to be. You are an angel. I am an assasain. I always will be. My soul black? Yes. Blacker than you know. Realizing there is nothing holding me back on this planet started this.... I was ready to put myself in your place Rave. To be dragged down by Mephistop. I didn't get that chance though and the transformation started."

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Santiana looked up suddenly as she felt the presence. Ah, crap. Not her.

Rave looked at her. "You were not meant for my place," she said softly. "You were not meant to meet his blade. You were meant for another time, another place, someone else. It was my fight, I would not let the weight carried upon me be taken up by another whom did nothing to deserve that kind of punishment."

She looked at her softly. "There is light in you...as much as you may try to quench it out, the fire will still burn, and embers remain hot for a long time..." She turned from her. "You may stay here as long as you wish..." She slowely walked back to the main chambers.
There is something I can't put my finger on...like someone else there...strange...

"But whom were you meant to kill?"

Domino looks away. "It may not have been my destiny, but I was willing to take it. I know there is still light and I am not trying to quench it. I am actually trying to save it. I cannot though. I have become this and must fufill whatever it is I am meant to do." She stops at that last question. "I don't know. I have killed thousandss and will kill thousands more. I do not know who I am meant to kill though."

Giarc sat in the back corner, away from the other students. He cleaned out his Colt with the greatest of care, spinning it on his finger every now and then.

Ignus remained calm, although there was the feeling of forboding. Something was wrong...that much was certain. Kain had told him that this place was near impossible to attack, to assualt. He remembered the clear conversation between the two within the woods.

"Of course it is safe Ignus! You would have to be a fool to attack it, you would have to be a fool to go there with Qui watching you, searching you....he would discover what you did to him, just as I did..what you did to Aroman."

"Silence. I take my own risks, I do as I please. Qui will not discover, I will make sure of that. I made mistake with you. And anyway...you did far worse as I recall? Turning traitor....abandoning your homeland....."

Kain's tone then began filled with contempt and anger, and Ignus simply conitnued his mocking cyncial tone.

"You walk upon dangerous ground Ignus! You asked for my council, you have it, leave now before I force you to. I will not take your insults!"

"Otherwise known as the truth. I know about her I know about your betrayal not to the Shentavos...but to her."

"Silence!" At that point Kain had attacked witht hat roaring demon blade...how he remembered it flaming eyes. He remembered Kain's flaring eyes, so similer to the demon blade, but filled with traces of shameful tears. Ignus faded away at a moment of a spell. Kain rippedthrough thin air, only Ignus' mocking laugh left there. And Kain returned his own dark chuckle afterwards in realisation that Qui would do something, a sad one but knwoing revenge would come. Ignus was a murderer...he would do far worse. Or would he?

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Ignus snapped back to reality and cursed silently. He cursed again silently, for hsi thoughts had wandered to his encounter with Kain. Kain was right! He felt Qui's gaze...he felt him being probed! But there was no other choice but to sit here...just remain calm Ignus...That is your only option.

And pray.

With Qui very much preoccupied with his apprentice, the thought of hearing their thoughts did not cross his mine.

Ravelyn paused momentarily, debating between Domino and what she had felt. If she were to attack now, it is very unlikely there is a chance of survival with all of the teachers there, including herself and Qui. As Ignus had heard, it was nearly impossible to attack without having sent a death wish first.

She pulled open the doors in front of her to the main chambers, pausing and waiting for Domino to come. Qui saw the door open, and knew she was back. He sensed her strongly this time. Domino...long time no see... he said to her in observance.

(ooc: aw! It's there :? I'll repost what I have posted in the other thread then)

(ooc: I'm late, no clue what's going on so I will toy around with my characters)

"You cheated." There was no trace of anger in the voice. Indeed, there didn't even seem to be any feeling at all. It was as plain as a statement could be. "Now, what I'm wondering is how you did it."

Azerzdat smiled at Yakori, for he knew how he did it and wouldn't tell the guy no matter what. He was taking great pride at toying around with Yakori. Or was it just curiosity? Azerzdat probably didn't truly know what his own motivations could be. He was still somehow uncomfortable with his new form. He had been a demon before and now he looked like a human being. In fact, he was a human being... but an awakened one. And the awakening had came with lots of new senses, including dozens of internal ones. He wasn't sure about how many since the sensations were all mixed together. The real issue was to actually connect this new range of feelings to the world around him, to clearly decipher the information he was given. For the time being, he was still unable to know why he enjoyed teasing Yakori that much but he sure loved to do so.

"It's beyond your reach," the ex-demon finally answered sarcastically.

Yakori grinned slightly. It was such a subtle change on his face few people would have been able to spot it. But Azerzdat was used to read Yakori's apparent neutrality. He saw the japanese man was vexed. But was he? As much as Azerzdat had been plundged into a new world of feelings since his transformation, Yakori looked completly disconnected. He was like... dead-alive. Azerzdat had met undeads before. Like them, Yakori didn't have a soul and that wasn't metaphorical. Azerzdat could perfectly sense the lack of substance within his friend's body. Yakori was pure matter. How he was able to remain in control of himself was beyond the ex-demon. Because Yakori wasn't an elemental eather. Azerzdat knew that too. That was more like an intuition, but Yakori wasn't vibrating like one.

"That's the last time I play this game with you," Yakori stated while getting up.
"Oh, come on, pal!" Azerzdat replied with a warm smile. "Can't you take a joke for once?
- I guess I don't share your sense of humor.
- Damn, it's just a game. I say you don't know how to lose decently.
- Lose?" Yakori counter-attacked with a barely visible smile. "I don't lose. I can be abused, but I never lose.
- Having an argument again?" a new voice asked.

Azerzdat and Yakori turned at the newcomer. He was dressed in the most elegant suit. His pace was assured, mature. For a second, the image brought back memories to Yakori but he didn't let the feelings grow. He was looking at man walking in someone else's shoes, but this was how it had always been meant to be. Yakori bent at the man, respectfully.

"Mr.Witz, how may I serve you?"

Jeremy Witz stared at Yakori. His expression darkened at the japanese man's words. He was in his mid 40s, brown hair that went gray near his temples. He had this calm and attuned attitude that most leaders seem to gain with age. Wisdom maybe. But as Yakori was acting like a servant, Witz's assurance crackled slightly.

"I was just... checking. To see how things were going," Witz replied. "And I hate it when you talk like this.
- I have a debt of honor, Mr.Witz," Yakori said. "And I intend to pay it back fully.
- This debt does not concern me, we already talked about it.
- You are the heir of the one who was concerned. As such, I'll always be at your service."

Witz waved his arms, helpless, and finally looked at Azerzdat, seeking for some support.

"Heh! Don't look at me, Jem," the ex-demon said. "It's your problem. But, when I think about it, you could just ask him to sit back down and play go with me again. That'll teach him!"

Yakori glanced at Azerzdat, his body contracted as if he was ready to jump onto his opponent. Witz was observing the two of them, wondering at what game Azerzdat was really playing. He finally shook his head and walked out of the room.

"You will be the end of me, both of you," he whispered before closing the door.

As the noise was echoing within the hall, Witz realized he had certainly shut it down a little too violently. He was more desperate than angry though. He hadn't taken hollydays for ages but he had known better ones. Yakori insisted he shouldn't travel alone. But having the new Laurel and Hardy constantly arguing next to him wasn't Witz's definition of taking a break.

He walked through the hall and headed to the stairs. No, these weren't the hollydays he was expecting. Seeing Gene again was probably the best thing that had happened to him within the past few years. He had been so focussed on replacing Vaughn that he hadn't realized how much he was missing her until he actually saw her. Vaughn... Witz couldn't help to think about his ex-employer all the time. It was as if the suit he was wearing was inhabitated with Vaughn's very spirit. Too large a suit for him. Too heavy the responsibility. But he knew now that it had always been meant to end like this. The first months, right after Vaughn's disapearance, Witz took his time to analyse his relationship with the half-elf. How come he hadn't understood how much a mentor Vaughn was for him? Witz had finally gathered that his amnesia wasn't accidental, that Vaughn had been protected him for all this time. But it was over. Vaughn was dead and Witz had to pursue his work.

He climbed several steps but he was slowing downer and downer to the point of stopping, completly. Up there were the rooms. Gene's room... and Sarah's. What should he do? The teenager needed his help. She had asked him so many questions about her father. This had been such a surprise to Witz when he learned Rave and Vaughn had a daughter: Sarah. No one truly told him how it happened but he was sure this wasn't natural. Sarah looked so much like her mother. Witz was glad it was so. He wasn't sure he would have been able to handle it if she had been more alike her father. But the face wasn't everything. As soon as the young woman talked, her filiation was obvious. These were difficult conversations. Witz had to concentrate himself, to hinder his feelings. Yes, Sarah truly was Vaughn's daughter, no doubt about it. And she needed Witz. She was acting as if he was a reflection of her father. This was so demanding.

"Heir of darkness," Witz muttered to himself.

Then he thought about Gene, picturing her, sat on her couch, smiling at him, opening her arms as he was entering the room. But he fought against his desires. He walked up the stairs and headed right to Sarah's room. This was where he was truly needed.

(ooc: yeah for gigantic posts! :P)

She pulled open the doors in front of her to the main chambers, pausing and waiting for Domino to come. Qui saw the door open, and knew she was back. He sensed her strongly this time. Domino...long time no see... he said to her in observance.

Ignus looked to this new person, and remained silent in watching,his mind absorbing this new infomation... His thoughts left his past, and thought of new things. Who was this new woman? Why was there such a commotion over her...Things it seemed, never did remain normal, that much Kain said was correct. Yet what was normal now?

Benjamin observed the situation with tension. His first hour at the acadamy and the first incident. This would realy become an interesting experience. He wished Shel' and Héleniá could see this but both of them should be on their way home now. At the moment Benjamin was much too exited to surch for their mind-fire to see if they still were at the academy.

Laughing, Katarina says "same old, same old. Eh Rave? Something is always happening here."

Domino followed Rave into the chamber and looked around. She saw the usual students and the new ones with disdain. That one woman glaring at her was asking for trouble, but she would not get it.

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Santiana kept glaring anyway. Domino did not know ho she was, but she knew who Domino was and what she had done before coming here. She looked to Qui, hoping she could make it so only he could hear her. She's dangerous. Get rid of her. she said, then looked to see if Domino had noticed, which she hadn't, and continued. She has no loyalties. If she thought she could, she'd kill us all.

Daedalis felt the presence of the mind of Qui inside her own, and let her relax and have a seat on the benches nearby.

Then the master spoke, describing the academy and the classes, as in a normal college. She listened carefully, trying to engrave the details in her memory so she couldn't forget anything. She knew that the beings standing before her were beings of spectacular power, even more than she could imagine.

When Master Qui finished, she just stay quiet in her seat, waiting the two hours for the demonstration in the resting trance of her race, letting her mind to travel on marvelous realm of the imagination. Then a presence disturbed her. An egotist being, a natural born trouble maker, it seemed to be.

Better to stay quiet and wait. I'm sure the teachers can handle it, after all, I'm just a petty student, and not very talented, she said to herself, watching the surroundings.

(OOC Who do you mean my the natural egotist?)

Joshua just laughed to himself and walked over to a chair and sat down. "Ah the normal year starts again," he says to himself as he looks around

"I gathered it was the normal. How often does this kind of occurance happen? I hear things...but I would like to hear it from another previous studant." Ignus asked Joshua, his arms wrapped inside his black sleeves.

"Oh on average atleast ten fight breaks out a year. Last year the one fight that put the others to shame was between me and Qui. I was turned that day," Joshua says "But about two of the fights are between me and Qui. Most of the time he tries to stab me."

Ignus chuckled dryly. "Yes I heard about some of those from Kain. I wonder, did you know the being?" Ignus said slowly. He wanted to learn what else Kain had done. It might prove useful.

"Just talked to him a few times," Joshua says as he leans his chair back and looks at the room's roof.

Giarc sniggered at Joshua.

"What a twat..." He muttered to himself, spinning his Colt absentmindedly.

(Some might not appreciate that language....but I do not mind it. Just watch yourself)

Ignus said nothing more and looked to the others, absorbed with his own thoughts.

Katarina sits down next to Giarc. "Yea, he really is a twat, isnt he?" Noticing the pistol she says "You, umm, might want to put that away, Rave's a bit toucht 'bout weapons right now...."

Giarc looked at the girl and after a few moments, slid the revolver into its holster.

He stuck out a hand and said, "Giarc 'Quick Trigger' Parker. And you would be...?"

Katarina smiles and takes the hand, saying "Im Katarina, Third year student here. Im also Qui's apprentice and the Empress of Derieties. where are you from?"

Giarc gave the girl a rare smile, and a wink.

"So you're the expert and I'm the newbie?"

with a grin on her face Katarina nods, and asks "What classes are you taking this year?"

Giarc looked thoughtful and said, "Basics and combat, I think. Stuff I need for my... business."

Giarc looked thoughtful and said, "Basics and combat, I think. Stuff I need for my... business."

Zion finds his way to his quarters, and lays the rifle down on the bed, taking the knife out of his boot. The damn thing wasn't exactly comfortable when it dug into his ankle. Peter lifts the rifle from the bed, and ejects the clip, then he works the action to clear the round in the chamber. Zion's W2000 fired a .300 magnum, made by Winchester. The rifle employed a free-floating barrel with an intergral suppressor, making it as accurate as a bolt-action and as silent as a muffled cough. The trigger assembly had been completely redone, replaced by a double-trigger system. The first trigger released the safety, the second was a hair trigger which needed only a single pound of pressure to fire.

Zion keeps his sidearm in the waistband of his pants. Rule number one of mercenary work was to trust no one. He left the room to have a look around.

Joshua just shakes his head and pulls a combat knife from his boot. A older model knife though slightly dulled the tip was sharp as the day it was made. He smirks as he flicks it slightly into the air above him and lets it land on one of his fingers tip first he smirked as he balnced it. "Ah hope this years new batch get Qui to pop in and help out the class," he says to himself befor he lets out a slight laugh.

Pepal just looks at the other student with the knife in his hands.Funny,I sense no danger here,as he thought as he looked at his drow dark skin.
Funny why you need knifes and such here?Why?Is it needed,I don't have a weapon here and my drow powers ain't excatly a weapon.

He just shakes his head and just watches Johusa hold his knife

Rave sighed. "Yes...the same start to every year I suppose..." Qui turned her around and looked at her.

"I don't trust her...." He said, his tone deadly serious. I really...really...really don't trust her...

You shouldn't take her personally, Qui...

This time it's not personal. Tell me, why the hell would you have that convulsion in her presence. It's not like she's unfamiliar...

True...but still she's my friend...I must trust her...

You may...but I don't.

Ravelyn looks at the guns amongst the room. She looks at Seth, silently communication flowed between them. He tossed her his gun, and she ran her hand along the edge. "Attention..." A large shot was heard, and the gun had been fired. She handed it back to Seth. Whom had been shot? Qui turned around slowely, and lifted his shirt, exposing a deep wound where the bullet had penetrated. He pulled it out slowely, wincing slightly. He let the metal drop to the around. The wound healed over as his vampiric blood healed the skin.

"Well that was completely unessesary...," he said, looking at Rave upon the stage. I'll have to repay you for that...

She leaned on the podium, her voice projecting amongst the students. "Guns are no use here...So I wonder why some of you are still carrying them around. Keep them in your rooms if you wish, but not around the halls or the chambers. A.C. room is allowed."

Qui leapt up upon the stage. "Right then...shall we begin. The spar shall take place in the A.C. room in a few minutes..." He leapt down and walked toward Domino. He looked down to her, meeting her eyes intensly. You try anything on any of my students. I will kill you. You may have earned Rave's trust...but not mine. He passed her roughly, and continued to the A.C. room.

Qui...I'll be there in fifteen minutes... Qui aknowledged her with a nod and headed off.
She sat down in a chair, closing her eyes. It was then she realized how tired she was. Then a flash of pain. Her eyes shot open. This was not dut to an arrival, but a memory. Slowely she made her way to the back of the room, Seth and Kenja remaining in the room until the students were to exit to the A.C. room. She turned left when they turned right, and walked up the spiral staircase to Gene's room. She knocked, and pressed open the door.

"Genesis..." she said in a soft voice. It had not been the person she had been expecting, but it intrigued her why she should come to her.

"What?" She saw the look in Rave's eyes. "Are you alright?" She sat up and looked at her, her face expressing her concern.

"Why do you still send me these dreams?" She asked plainly.

"I don't...Rave I haven't sent you a dream since the day you met Seth at the tournament...they were only meant to find you---"

"I still have them." she replied, looking downward. "No...not the same dream..."

"Why come to me and not Qui?"

"He has enough to worry about right now...and I need you..."

"Tell me what is going on.."

Ravelyn paused momentarily, pushing a strand of her stray auburn hair away from her face. Her crimson had lost the sparkle they had once carried...and looked dull for the first time in a lifetime. "They torment me. They tear away at my soul until I can bare it no longer. These visions....these memories...I wake up screaming, in a cold sweat."

Gene listened, taking note of this. Rave had never had nightmares, and if she ever did, it would be unlikely for her to be afraid nor "tormented" all by a dream...but a memory.

"I let him slip through my fingers..." she continued. "If only I would have done something different. If I had stopped him from going into that cave. If I had seen Cecilia's set up. If I would have...killed her...or protected him...or...I don't know...If I hadn't have...gone into the barrier...to get him out...He ended up dying for me. To save me. If I hadn't have gone...there could have been a chance for him. Smith told me...but I didn't listen. He said to ask him not to take that path. He told me that if I loved him, I should stop him from going. I loved him...but I didn't...I couldn't stop him...I let him go that way his father did...and...he's not coming back. You all have been searching....for both of us...but...after all this time...nothing. Nothing...." She repeated, her eyes beginning to tear, and her voice was shaking.

"Rave you---"

"Are responsible." She finished, without Genesis able to get a word in edge wise. "If I didn't love him...If...if I had...we had just talked that night. If I had denied what I felt...he would still be here...he would still be here...if not mine, then still alive. It's torture... I see him die before me, twice over....every second of seeming rest I get. It's torture..." she said softly. "For me to try and accept the fact....that...I may never see him again...in heaven nor hell...that the one person that loved me trufully and fully....is gone....forever."

"Forever is a long time, Rave..." She said, quoting her own sire as she stood up and walked toward her, she placed her hand on her shoulder. "I never knew you've dealt with this. For so long...why didn't you tell anyone?"

"Because...to say it...would have to mean I would have to try...and accept it..." She brushed away the tears from her eyes.

"He wouldn't want to see you like this...that I'm sure of..."

"I know," she replied. "I feel...torn inside..."

Genesis looked at her. She could hear her heart beating...extremely slow. "Rave..." she listened. "You're heartbeat...the sound. It's like..."

"I'm dying?" She continued. "I feel like it every day of my life. The world weighs down upon me...it seems so...hard to bare. I would do anything to---"

"I know..." she said softly. "I know..." She hugged her softly, as her sire accepted it. "Please...sit...stay for a while...I'll always---"

"No," Rave cut her off, drying the last tears from her eyes. "I have a spar with my son...

"But, you're in no shape to be fighting..."

Rave then stepped toward the door. "That's the thing...I'm in perfect shape to be fighting..."

"I meant emotionally...." she replied rolling her eyes.

"Well," she continued. "You're probably right..." She then stepped out the door, and made her way back down the stairs.

Gene stood their in total amazement. She had just poured her heart out to her, and she still holds the spar..."inconceivable..." she said. She pulled a book from the shelf near her bed and began to flip through the pages....

Joshuua smiled and flicked the knife into the air and grabed it by the handel and in one swift motion placed it back in its holster and began walking to the A.C room remembering the incident last year. As he walked he humed a song that was popular in Phalanix during the second civil war.

"Joshua..." A deep voice said, undoubtadly the one Joshua did not want to hear. He gripped his shoulder tightly, then released it, realizing he needed to wait until the spar was over to deal with him. He glared at him slightly, as the ancient entered the A.C. room, strapping the usual brass knuckles to his hands and wrapping it in tough black strap that wound arond the metal and his wrist. "Nice of you to return...and take manipulations the year I resign. Pity...would have been a lot of fun to have you in my class..."

Katarina gets to her feet and heads to the AC room. After a few steps she turns, and says "Coming Giarc?"

Joshua smirked. "Oh just got a new postion in the military as a advance assult scout so I'll need the extra skills in my missions," Joshua says without turning around. "And I'm not like I was last year here when I let my anger and pride get the better of me."

Qui turned on his heel to face Joshua. "And I'm not the same last year..." he replied. His appearance surely had changed...he was an angelic vampire, unknown to everyone but the staff and Katrina. He had indeed changed, but left it for Joshua to find out on his own. "Well, I got a promotion too...you see, I run this country and this school..." He got a sudden urge to hit him straight across the face just then...but surely there would be time for that when classes started.

Qui turned on his heel to face Joshua. "And I'm not the same last year..." he replied. His appearance surely had changed...he was an angelic vampire, unknown to everyone but the staff and Katrina. He had indeed changed, but left it for Joshua to find out on his own. "Well, I got a promotion too...you see, I run this country and this school..." He got a sudden urge to hit him straight across the face just then...but surely there would be time for that when classes started.

(i hate this forumn)

"Oh and I'm sure you met my other sister," Joshua says with a smirk on his face. She had told him every last thing she had learned or heard. "She said that 'That Qui needs to learn to be kind to those who know what he is,' although she never stated what she ment."

ooc: Rave watch the double/triple posting.

Domino smilled at Qui. A smile with nothing happy in it. You don't trust anyone Qui. OH, and you can try all you like, but it's not possible to kill the dead. Or didn't you realize that?

If he bothered to turn and look at her before responding, he would find she was already gone and across the academy.

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Santiana walked past Qui. "Get rid of her, now. Or we'll all regret it." she mutters, then walks off towards the AC room.

Pepal stares at the conflict between Qui and another student(Occ:Is this taken place in main hall or AC room?)he just walks toward his dorm and unpacks while he keeps the memory of the speech in the main hall.Strange it is.Once he is done unpacking he just walks towards back the main hall.

There are ways to kill everything...even the dead...or at least but them into eternal torment never to be set free. I'm not talking about hell...I'm talking about my hell. I say this again...you try anything...and I will kill you. his words were firm and clear, despite the distance.

Rave entered the room across from him, she did not have any weapons, to which Qui was suprised.

"What happened to your infamous sword?" he asked.

"I don't think I wish to use it...no weapons for me..."

"are you sure?" Why the hell is she so confident?...Knowing Rave, she's always hiding something...

"Yup..."

He looked at Santiana. Talk to me after this in my office...

Domino goes back to the dark form she was when she arrived. She didn't bother answering Qui. The sensations and mildly warped power in her mind said more than enough.

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Santiana just nodded at Qui and leaned against a wall. She would explain it all to him. Or as much as she knew.

OOC: All basics will be taken with exception to languages, advanced combat training will be in guns and finally telekinetics is his final choice, these will be noted with all application forms so it’s OOC me telling you. However, should some of the advanced combat training include other forms of combat I will probably at least view them… though don’t expect me to respect Bona Akiedo any day soon. From what I can tell it’s a supernatural fighting form and nothing more.

Michael’s trip was rather pleasant for a change… the Iuthian military never seemed to take comfort into account when designing their planes, but this commercial jet did seem to know what its customers wanted. Rave Shentavo, he thought to himself. I’ve never been outside of the Urbanites region before, I hope this place is near some woodland, it would be nice to have the occasional run somewhere away from all the concrete of home. Michael didn’t worry too much about the plane ride, he trusted the pilot when there was turbulence and didn’t even awaken the second time. After he was checked in at customs he was transported to the Shentavo academy by coach*. He didn’t bring much, just the essentials such as changes of clothes, most of which were slightly uniform like the ones he would wear as a trainee at home. His current clothes resembled the dark uniform of the Iuthian army, he even had a flag on his shoulder, the black overalls were misplaced around the rest.


Upon his arrival at the Shentavo Academy, Michael seemed impressed, but remained quiet unlike some of the people he’d travelled with. He didn’t know if most people here would be local or foreign like him… but he didn’t mind either way, they were all strangers either way. The main chambers themselves seemed to suggest to him that the owner of all this wanted to impress people… it didn’t suggest the kind of learning environment he was used to but then again, maybe it helped open the mind a little. Michael took a seat near some other likely students of the academy, ignoring the looks of those around him; after all, he was almost in Iuthian uniform with his current attire.

He listens to the speech, takes mental notes of the areas he’s allowed to go and clapped with everyone else… the many differing peoples of the room didn’t surprise him anymore, even his little town had many different sorts, he even met a clanger once… but didn’t dare speak to the little fellow.

After “Rave” had spoken (despite Iuthia’s mild involvement in the Shentavo plot, not many people paid attention, most of them are too apathetic to care about their leaders affairs, they just trust his choices) and then left the area, some people seemed concerned… but he was sure that if they were teaching him strange magics and the such it would be out of his league... anyways, they told him to stay here and he will be damned if he didn’t follow orders.
Everyone seemed edgy too… damn, everyones well ahead of me on this one. He thought to himself, he didn’t bring a weapon; it’s just another training place, why should he be armed? Either way it seemed that others didn’t feel the same, preparing themselves and looking tense…





* OOC: Just an assumption, nothing more, will edit if wrong and it has its own airport or helicopter pad…

One more thing, am I sat next to anyone? Or in range to hear people? Eitherway I will stay quiet unless spoken too… you will find I’m actually around on NS a lot for simple posts like talking, it’s just these introductions that fuck me over, so I will be around a lot more often after this.

Michael is highly resistant to mind reading too, so please get my permission before claiming you can hear the things I type as his thoughts… it’s not because he’s magic, it’s a Iuthian things I RP with Rave, Iuthian’s are naturally resistant to mental probing (not immune) and they suffer in some ways because of it as I will show later on.

Oh… and what’s the AC room? If everyone is heading there then I’ll follow because Michael doesn’t have a clue about this place…

(School caught a hold of this page and restricted it. Now I have less access. Darn. Heh, I just got an idea. Just you wait Joshua.)

Inari had secured his katana safely onto his duffel as he picked up other students being told to put them away. He watched as everything happened, understanding what Dom meant by 'an interesting school.'

As people began to leave, he stood up and looked around. This building was obviously very expensive. And the people here seemed very powerful. He knew that he was in for a rough time at this school.

Bring it.

Katarina gets to her feet and heads to the AC room. After a few steps she turns, and says "Coming Giarc?"

Giarc nodded and said, "After you. Ladies before gents and all that." with a sly grin.

"And... that's all?"

Witz sighted. Sarah's voice was pleading. He felt uncomfortable once again.

"I told you everything I know," he said. "All I could gather from your father's archives and from what Yakori told me.
- But this order," Sarah murmured. "What is it?
- The Knights? If only I knew. Half of your father's diaries are written in symbols so complex I wouldn't even be able to copy them. I could have one of these new AIs from Valinon to translate them, but..." he looked deeply at her "... I don't trust these things.
- You think Valinon may be spying on you?
- I'm almost certain they do."

Silence. Witz observed Sarah as she seemed to be deeply concentrated. Then it came again, the souvenir. He was so used to this kind of discussion, this kind of answers and questions. He was so used to the Vaughn family. Except, now, all of it was in front of him. Only Sarah remained.
For a second, Witz was tempted to ask a little more about Michael's sister... and his father. But he was sure Sarah would tell him about that when she's ready. It felt strange to him. He had always pictured Vaughn as a loner, someone that had purporsedly avoided any possible bond. But Vaughn had got engaged with Rave, then came his sister, then came his father. Witz would have loved to meet them for he thought seeing them could have helped comprehend Vaughn's complex personality. But Sarah said they all were together with her father. And her father was dead.

"You should bring them here," Sarah said, driving Witz away from his thoughts.

He pondered the sentence. It seemed like a good idea actually. This place was safe. Would he have known about Sarah's existence when coming to the Academy, he would have undoubtedly brought them anyway.

"I'll ask Yakori to take care of that," he said, already walking to the door.

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"What is thy bidding, my master?
- There is a great disturbance in the Dark Path.
- I have felt it.
- We have a new enemy: Sarah Vaughn.
- Yes, my master.
- She could destroy us.
- She's just a girl. Elaïne can no longer help her.
- The Nacht is strong with her. The daughter of Zacharian must not become a Knight.
- If she could be turned, she would become a powerful ally.
- Yes. Yes. She would be a great asset. Can it be done?
- She will join us or die, my master."

(ooc: sorry, couldn't resist the rip-off ;) )

(Advanced Combat it stands for.)

Ignus followed those who went to the AC room slowly, taking his time. He considered the powers that would duel herre today, and consideredfor a breif second fighting someone. It swiftly faded with logic. To hell am I fighting one of those immortals! Perhaps one of the other studants...or the magic teacher.

He walked in, his black form seeming rather weak in comparison to the others here. But he knew his own worth and readied himself for a combat. He had his spells ready in his mind, the gestures sprang to his mind. Yes...he might be able to take one of the studants. After all I did take on-

Ignus caught himself in the train of thought. He blocked it. Yes...I think I will take on someone.

"Anyone willing to have a freindly arcane duel?" Ignus asked softly to anyone. He prayed that someone like Qui did not answer...he would prefer if the magic teacher did. He could learn more then...

"Any favorite weapon?" a voice asked behind Ignus.

Benjamin turned round when he heared that there would propably be, another, fight. Between students it seemed.

And it becomes better and better. he thought with a slight smile crossing his face. No time to get bored, eh?

Behind Ignus was standing a japanese man. He seemed incredibly calm. By his side was a caucasian male, some sort of athlete with an indestructible smile painted on his face. It was the japanese man who had spoken.
Benjamin blinked. He knew this face. Some report he had read from his intelligence. This man was from Underaloz. Yes, it was Witz's personal bodyguard: Yakori. How come this man was around?

"Any favorite weapon?" a voice asked behind Ignus.

"None. Give me a staff." Ignus said turning person. He was glad it was someone who was not a teacher....He was ready. His spells formed in his mind, his abilties ready, he stood ready.

Walking over to one of the walls, he picked up a simple staff, one which was light and durable. Ignus did not know how to use it properly, but he had basic training in it. It was what he was going to sue should his spells fail him. Ignus tested the weapon, doing a few very simple attacks in the air with it. Readyed, he held the staff by his side and said, "Ready?"

The japanese man was already in position, holding a staff much alike Ignus' one. He bent respectfully.

"The first strike is for you," he said with a neutral voice.

The athlete walked near Benjamin. He was nodding his head negatively and seemed to be about to laugh. He give a quick glance at Benjamin.

"Ever saw a bird fighting a rock?" he joked.

(is it too late to join?)

(OOC I think I have made a mistake here. Does your character know magic? My character did say an arcane duel, meaning spells and such. He is not much of a close combat fighter. Are character even allowed to cast amgic inside in the Ac room? Or are you going to fight my character while he is casting spells, and you are going to use normal attacks? Just to get clear on this)

(OOC I think I have made a mistake here. Does your character know magic? My character did say an arcane duel, meaning spells and such. He is not much of a close combat fighter. Are character even allowed to cast amgic inside in the Ac room? Or are you going to fight my character while he is casting spells, and you are going to use normal attacks? Just to get clear on this)
(ooc: last option ;) my character has some protections tho and knows magic)

(Ah good :) )

Ignus began. He had the spell upon his lips, he began to chant quickly, making the correct inflections where required. He made a swift gesture with his hand. It was a basic spell, but it was bolstered with extra chanting.

A spherical plate shimmered into life, a light transparent purple colour. Ignus outstreached his palm to control it, and then left it, contented that it was stable. It was a protective spell, it would block physical attacks, and magical ones. It would dissipate after a number of attacks, depending on how much energy went into creating it.

Ignus stood reading his next spell...thinking of the words.

(ooc: I assume it's a spherical protection)

Yakori smiled slightly. He closed his eyes. Ignus felt something was wrong around him, he felt it more difficult to breathe... then he realized. It was as if air was disapearing from within his protected zone.

(No it is just a spherical disc which is hovering. Think of a large plate of energy as it where. I should have described it better.)

(No it is just a spherical disc which is hovering. Think of a large plate of energy as it where. I should have described it better.)
(ooc: I see, anyway, air is getting rare around Ignus anyway :P )

Ignus felt it...the disappearance of air. He was struggling for breath...his mind was having to concentrate harder to amintain his spell. He closed his eyes and franticly searched his mind for soemthing that would help, the words which seemed to slip his grasp....

But he found something within his memory. He lfited up a hand and calmly chanted, although Yakori saw that he was struggling due to the lack of oxygen. A swirling white stream of air flowed around his feet, negating the effects. Had Yakori's spell not been in place, it would have made him float. He felt his body become slightly strained under the effort of keeping these two spells in place, but he coped. Breathing in...he began to chant again.....he was reinforcing these winds of air around him...channeling these into more concentrated forces.

The athlete next to Benjamin laughed slightly.

"I should have brought pop-corn," he muttered to himself. "Because this will surely take some time."

Yakori walked calmly to a wall with knifes on it. He took three within his hand and threw them into the shield. Their speed was surreal, completly unnatural.

What kind of school is this?, Michael thought. We only fight in designated combat training sessions, whats with all this showing off? Michael sat down and thought about what thought about what they said... quietly he spoke to himself.

"Arcane Combat?" His eyes looked up to the side as he thought about the wording... "Wha?".

He simply remained seated after that, thinking to himself and wondering what the hell he was supposed to be doing, he didn't have a schedule or anything at the moment and this academy made no sense to him, maybe I would of been better at home.

Ignus was taken back by the skill of this person. He concentrated, having faced a similer situation before. He allowed the shield to not take the attacks, but rather accept the knifes flying towards him. It may have appeared foolish, but it was not.

The wind which was become more ferious around his feet which made his small cloak flap around in the breeze, now directed the knifes. They flew straight towards Ignus, and began to circle him in a clockwise motion and rather frightening speed. They became parts of the wind pathway, and Ignus began chanting again. He was having to keep two spells operational, he did not think he could handle another spell which would be in effect.

Ignus chanted and cast a relatively weak spell, one which fired around ten small balls of crackling green energy. They would if they hit slow the target down, if enough hit they would stun the target. It was a weak spell, but it was not intended to damage as so much grant him some time to recover his thoughts and see to another spell.

(Please tell me if you stop a spell effect so I can react to the new effect of it not being there. Currently there is that little matter of the air being drained away...)

Ignus saw his energetic blasts go. But, behind him and them, he saw Yakori standing up, attacking with his staff. While Ignus was focussed on the knifes, Yakori had rushed at him, passing the shield while off-sight. But that wasn't the worse. Ignus heard three metallic hits. The knife had fallen down for the winds around him had stopped. As Yakori's staff was nearing his head, Ignus understood the man before him surely was expert in controlling air.

(ooc: and he is... it's funny your character used that element somehow ;) air is not drained away anymore but it's highly controlled)

Ignus reacted in desperation. There was not time for a new spell. He brought his sheild behind Yakori and bent it so it grabbed onto him from behind. Ignus would chant again another swift spell once he was hled for a second. If he was not held by the purple energy....well, he had to fight normally for a time.

"AHA!" The athlete yelled as Yakori got unbalanced by the shield, his staff hitting the air near Ignus's right shoulder. "See," he added looking at Benjamin. "Told you it would be fun to watch!"

Yakori bent gracefully, getting his hand onto the shield and backflipping. As soon as he got back onto his feet, he smashed the shield in an incredibly violent move as if he wanted to throw it away. His face was still neutral and it was somehow scary.

The eyes of the athlete widened as he realized that if Ignus weren't able to control his shield, the damn thing would arrive right into him.

"You son of a..." he muttered.

Ignus smiled. That was close, but it had worked. He now capitilsied upon his advantage. He used the shield as a battaring ram! He sent it flying towards him in the flat spherical design that it was in before. Ignus would not it to crush him, but it would cause a lot of pain.

Meanwhile, he began to chant a more powerful spell. The spidary words of magic resounded through the room, his words going at fater than normal speed. He felt the energy bubble up inside of him like champagne bottle being shook up. It felt like no other pleasure, he was in the ecstacy of the magic, the power being felt within him, brewing up until he would release it.

A gigantic explosion echoed in the room. Enough, maybe to alter Ignus' concentration? But the magician was already deep into his inner sensations. What looked like a tornado was now standing in front of him. Looking carefully, one could guess Yakori's shape within it. The shield bumped onto the rotating winds with, apparently, no effects.

Daedalis woke up, tired of waiting and already rested from her trip thanks to the elven trance. She heard a explosion nearby, and cheers of various sorts. I suppose that's a party or a duel, anyway it could be fun to go and watch, she said to herself, raising from the bench and approaching to the room where the duel was advancing. "Did they asked permission to the teachers?", she asked to the nearest person, smiling as the explosion echoed through the room.

"Did they asked permission to the teachers?", she asked to the nearest person, smiling as the explosion echoed through the room.
"I'm sure they didn't," replied an athletic caucasian male near the entrance.

Ignus was shaken was the explosion. It almost set off his spell casting, his mind jolted. He felt the shield being destroyed...well Ignus thought, one less thing to maintain. He forced his will back into the spell he was casting. It was almost complete....

He felt the winds, yet his mind did not acknoledge it. He was lost within the spell again. He open his eyes and finished the spell, his hands outstreached forcing the energy from him, to take form into a deadly spell.

An ice storm had been summoned. A concentrated column of ice shards, filled with thier jagged edges, in smaller one which scratched and kept thier icy touch upon the target for long seconds, to large spikes of ice, which would cause serious harm.

The ice flowed towards him in a fashion which could be related to a bee swarm. It rocketed towards him, and due to the tornado, it swirled around within the tornado, creating more momentum.

Ignus did not know what was happening. Damn him! He has summoned that spell, and now my own spell has turned against me! How could this be, I targeted him! He must be on the other side!

Ignus ordered the ice to close in on the target, and he forced them with more effort to reach thier target. They responded by getting closer to the center of the tornado. Strange...unless....

Ignus did not know what to make of it. He simply hoped that the ice would harm him. Ignus did not know if Yakori was in physical form in that tornado...or if he was the tornado! If he was the tornado....then god knew of this beings power to polymorph into an element!

(OOC The ice would harm you if you are in a physical form in the center as the ice is spinning really closely to you. In making the tornado around your character, you have allowed the ice to continue to spin. I did actually want this spell before you announced that you had a tornado, just for fair play.)

"Is that allowed?. I mean, sorry, it's my first year here, but they could broke something, or harm someone unleashing such power", said the elven girl, visibly worried as the combatants attacked each other again.

Walking into the room, Katarina asks "And what do you two think your doing? Firstly, this is the advanced combat room, not an arcane dueling room. Secondly, there is no supervision. Thirdly, your lucky rave didnt find you. And finally, STOP." After her rant Katarina raises a hand and wall of stone appears between the two. "Now stop it, or must i make it so you two cant talk either?"

ooc: Yep, stepping into her role as senior student/new teacher/headmasters apprentice.

(OOC Good. At least let him react to it. The ice would have harmed him or whatever.)

"Is that allowed?. I mean, sorry, it's my first year here, but they could broke something, or harm someone unleashing such power", said the elven girl, visibly worried as the combatants attacked each other again.
"Well, we'll surely learn if it is or not," The man joked back. "Maybe Qui will kill us all for this, who knows?"

Ignus was focussed on the spikes. They were nearing the center, yes, but he could feel they also were losing in weight as if... Then he felt it, a warm movement of the air onto his face. That's when he realized the tornado was pretty damn close. It disapeared suddenly. Yakori was there, again attacking with his staff and Ignus spotted traces of water around him... evaporating.

Walking into the room, Katarina asks "And what do you two think your doing? Firstly, this is the advanced combat room, not an arcane dueling room. Secondly, there is no supervision. Thirdly, your lucky rave didnt find you. And finally, STOP." After her rant Katarina raises a hand and wall of stone appears between the two. "Now stop it, or must i make it so you two cant talk either?"

ooc: Yep, stepping into her role as senior student/new teacher/headmasters apprentice.

Daedalis recognized Katarina's face and approached her, but just standing at her side loking to the floor, waiting for her to finish.

"Uh-oh..." the athlete whispered, hiding behind the elf like a little child. "The teacher is here..."

Ignus was about to react when the stone was errected. He was caught of guard he was about to react to it, when that voice clarified through the words of magic.

Ignus spoke a few words to dispel his own magics, and then turned and looked to who said it. Ah....Qui's apprentice. The magic teacher. Ignus felt latagic, as though there was cold lead flowing through his viens. That magic he had cast had drained him somewhat...he was not used to such a skilled opponant. He looked at Yakori as if to say, "Next time", with a degree of respect.

"My apologies. I did not realise." Ignus said, not being sincere and Katarina knew it. He was speaking softly, yet with a degree of cyncism which as always in his voice.

"Ye...yes I know. I need to speak with her. I want to be in her classes", she whispered to the man. "Of course after she finished with those duelists, I think they'll be grounded or something", she said, worried about the fate of the pair of mages.

Yakori seemed to ignore Katarina.

"This was a very inventive and refreshing fight," he told Ignus while bending at him in his usual respectful attitude. "I see great potential in you."

Ignus simply gave him a look of respect and the feeling shared, but he did not reply. He wanted to learn here...he did not paticulary like the prospect of being expelled after all the damn effort he had done to get here. Hell someone died to help him to get here. Of course, that person did not want to help him but that was beside the point.

Yakori gave Ignus a wry smile as if he knew the fear of the student. And as if he knew he wouldn't have any trouble.

OOC: Weren't Rave and Qui in the AC room already? Or was that the back room of it?

OOC: Weren't Rave and Qui in the AC room already? Or was that the back room of it?
(ooc: we could blame timezone, but I'm quite confident Rave and Qui would let Yakori fight with a student)

Benjamin had been watching the whole scene and felt realy amused by -what was her name? Katarina?- by Katarina's reaction. But he also was impressed by her abilities as well as Ignus' abilities and those of the man he recognized as Yakori.

Santiana was still leaning against the wall, finding the whole thing a waste of time and energy and so was greatful when the teacher broke it up. The others seemed to enjoy it though. "I can only imagine what it will be like in four or five months... we'll be scraping people off the walls."

At the sight of a newcomer, Yakori headed to the door. He and the other talked briefly and they both walked out. Benjamin knew the other man: it was Witz, the mysterious Jeremy Witz, probably the richest man on the Enclave.

(ooc: is it THE Witz from the "I think my boss needs a girlfriend" thread or am I wrong?

Walking into the room, Katarina asks "And what do you two think your doing? Firstly, this is the advanced combat room, not an arcane dueling room. Secondly, there is no supervision. Thirdly, your lucky rave didnt find you. And finally, STOP." After her rant Katarina raises a hand and wall of stone appears between the two. "Now stop it, or must i make it so you two cant talk either?"

ooc: Yep, stepping into her role as senior student/new teacher/headmasters apprentice.

Giarc raised an eyebrow and began to clap.

"Very nicely done, with an interesting dose of violence threatened. I guess you get a kick out of this senior student thing, then?"

(ooc: is it THE Witz from the "I think my boss needs a girlfriend" thread or am I wrong?
(ooc: you're right. At this time he was just chief of security of Underaloz. Benjamin's intel probably told him Witz was the heir of Vaughn - who is dead, I guess you knew it - and that all members of the United Corporations Council seemed to go visit him regularly as if he was still very important. The why is still a mystery. IS claims that he and his bodyguard are completly unreachable through mind powers which tend to frighten them. No need to say he's watched closely, yet, he was supposed to still be on the Enclave. Benjamin, however, surely knows Rave and Vaughn had an affair)

Michael chuckled to himself... I guess they were not allow to fight afterall... he though to himself behind the safety of his Iuthian mindset. Though at home we would have been suspended for a fight...

"Excuse me, err... Katarina isn't it... could you tell me where I have to go to find out were to get general information about my room number, lesson time table and so on... I don't really know where I'm supposed to be." Michaels expression was that of a confused man, he only followed the others to see if they were looking for information too. During the fight Michael seemed a little distant, sitting down in disbelief at the concept of magic in his black trainee uniform (with Iuthian flag on his shoulder...) now he was standing as unsure as ever. However he smiled in the way only an idiot could when unsure, waiting for an answer.

Lana watched the proceedings in silence, seeing that the new faces to the school weren't really that far removed from the ones here last year. Shaking her head, she continued to watch those about her, smiling to herself.

Nothing has changed...not that I'd want this place any different.

She shifted slightly, making herself more comfortable.

(ooc: Gehenna, stay tuned. I have some ideas for Lana. Just waiting for better circumstances ;) )

[ooc: I'm always here. Would have posted sooner but the server hates me. :cry: ]

Joshua smirked as he walked into the A.C room. The so called "sparing" had started. "Ah old times," he says to him self as he leans against one of the walls. Suddenly he feels a cold jolt in his back where he was stabed that time ago. He knew where he stood.

OOC:Joshua has a few new tricks of his own so I doubt it will shock him

"Excuse me, err... Katarina isn't it... could you tell me where I have to go to find out were to get general information about my room number, lesson time table and so on... I don't really know where I'm supposed to be."

"First, stay here. Qui and Rave will be sparring soon. then you should go to the front desk and get your room assignment. The clath timetable should be up soon." Turning, she addresses the whole room. "I still have 2 or 3 places open in my combat magic class, and would love to fill thme, All levels of skill are welcome. You may talk to me directly about joining or leave your application in my mailbox (ooc: telegram or ooc post on application thread)"

Giarc sat down in a chair (OOC: Assuming there are some in the AC room) and motioned to one next to him.

"So this Qui guy is a good fighter then, I take it?" He asked Katarina.

Giarc sat down in a chair (OOC: Assuming there are some in the AC room) and motioned to one next to him.

"So this Qui guy is a good fighter then, I take it?" He asked Katarina.

Ignus had a crooked smile upon his lips upon that statement. Of course he was...he was an immortal born from Ravelyn Shentavo! Of course, he had not seen the power in person...

(OOC I have already put my character application in the old thread I think. And can you respond to Ignus' comment back?)

"My apologies. I did not realise." Ignus said, not being sincere and Katarina knew it. He was speaking softly, yet with a degree of cyncism which as always in his voice.

Zion enters the AC room in time to see the end of a sparring contest between two staff-fighters.

'Figures... wizards don't use much else...'

Peter thought to himself, taking comfort in the weight of the Berretta in the waistband of his pants.

"Competitive atmosphere... this should be fun..."

Zion enters the AC room in time to see the end of a sparring contest between two staff-fighters.

'Figures... wizards don't use much else...'

Peter thought to himself, taking comfort in the weight of the Berretta in the waistband of his pants.

"Competitive atmosphere... this should be fun..."

Rave looked at Qui, and breathed hin deeply, closing her eyes momentarily, disregarding what was going on around her. She brought her eyes up to meet his, glimmering as they began to turn.

Qui looked back at her, taking an unneeded breath. This would not be easy...something had driven her. "Shall we dance m'lady?" He asked, taking no specific position. She nodded. "Let's begin..."

He waited for her to attack. Nothing. She brought her hand up to kiss her fingertips. She then blew him a kiss...of fire. It singed the side of his face, but healed over. He looked at her, still standing there with a wry smile. "Ouch." he said, rather as a statement then actual pain.

Then it began. It was he that made the first move, not she. He brought his fist up in a quick punch as she moved to the side avoiding . She locked it with her hands and twisted it behind his back. With his arm twisted, he turned back toward her, and brought his body over his arm, untwisting it. He met her with a smile, and pushed her back. It was only the beginning...they were testing each other.

She then began her offensive. She brought her leg up to meet his face, only to be dodged. She grabbed his right arm and thrusted her leg into his stomach. He beant over sligthly, but immediately regained his ground. He punched her viciously in the face, and sent her backwards. She did not fall, but flipped backwards, her hands landing first, and her feet following second. Their movements were quick and fluid, and precise.

Her eyes were turned almost a pure white by this time, but she still had longer to wait. He rushed towards her, throwing and upped cut toward her, and then a kick to the side. The upper cut she took, but the kick she leapt over... He looked at her strangly. "Something you're not telling me?"

"Why the hell are you holding back?" She replied, and turned her eyes up toward his. "I know you better than this...." She leapt over him, grapping he side of his neck, but he grabbed her wrists, twisting her to the ground. She kicked him off of her, but it did not phase him.

He held his hands out for a moment. You could see the small bolts of electicity run through his hands, then through his body. He, was a lightning elemental, rare and depleting. He lunged at her, grabbing her by the throat and hoisting her into the air. The electricity flowed through him and immediately shocked where his hands lay. You could see it as the energy colided with her skin.

You wanna play soft...we'll play soft. You wanna play hard, let's play hard. She brought her right hand up behind her as a flame ignited at her will, she pressed it to his grip, forces colliding. His grip loosened, and she broke it with her hand.

He took off his jacket quickly, catching her hand in it as she went with a fiery onslaught toward him. As she ripped through the fabric, and looked at her target, he rose into the air. THe electricity had soard over his entire body, as it zapped in tendrils amongst his finger tips. Fine then, let's play hard. He closed his eyes momentarily as his wings tore through his flesh and spread out in full. You knew they were going to find out anyway... He communicated in explanation. His wings were not white as hers had been, but had blackened like a raven's wing.

She smiled at this and leapt into the air in a spin, fire igniting in both her hands. The two looked at each other for a moment. Then, in a flash, the blue electricity soared toward her as the fire went to meet it. It collided in the middle, forming a white light, that pushed them both back. You've mastered fire? he said with a wry smile.

Always was my favorite. Besides, I have demon in me. What did you want me to do, water?

Funny... The two rushed toward each other. His fist struck her across the face as she fell, yet landed on her feet. He followed suit, dropping down, wings folding behind him. Listen Rave...if you want to stop...say the word.

Are you kidding? she said, tasting the blood on her bottom lip. We're just getting started...

You're bleeding... He said walking toward her. He placed his hand up only to be met by her sharp nails across his skin. He looked at his hand in shock, it was three deep gashes, and a few drops of his blood fell on the floor.

So are you. She watched the wound close up. She staired towards him. We're just getting started, boy. In that moment...her eyes had changed completly. She flipped forward, her hands on the ground, and brought the heels of both feet to hit him in chest. Her elbow jammed into his chest and then the heel of her palm up to hit him hard on his jaw. He stepped to the side and brough the back of his arm to hit her in the back. She stepped forward two steps from the impact.

I'm not going that easily...

Seth watched them. He had never seen them before...and they moved so quickly. In but five minutes, both had used an elemental ability...which was strange...it is usually a finishing ability for the lot. He observed both of them...how blackened Qui's wings had become...I can't beleive he would show the students... he thought to himself.

"Excuse me, err... Katarina isn't it... could you tell me where I have to go to find out were to get general information about my room number, lesson time table and so on... I don't really know where I'm supposed to be."

"First, stay here. Qui and Rave will be sparring soon. then you should go to the front desk and get your room assignment. The clath timetable should be up soon." Turning, she addresses the whole room. "I still have 2 or 3 places open in my combat magic class, and would love to fill thme, All levels of skill are welcome. You may talk to me directly about joining or leave your application in my mailbox (ooc: telegram or ooc post on application thread)"

Daedalis approached Katarina and bowed slightly, as in deep respect, playing with her fingers as if she was very nervous, "I...I suppose you're Lady Katarina, the teacher of combat magic. I...I've send an application with my Curriculum Vitae to you, and I was wondering if...if I could join the class", said the elven girl, in her eyes fear and hope mixed, with a soft and tender elven accent.

Zion watches the bout with his typical analytical stare.

'Good form, but it's still flash over effectiveness... interesting how they heal, though. Bullets don't work... healing's too fast. Major Bray might want to visit here, I'll drop him a line when I get a chance...'

Peter studied the deathblows and elemental hocus-pocus the pair threw at each other, fascianted by the fact that they didn't die. All of his military and mercenary career, people had died around him. He'd seen them die through the scope of his rifle, down the barrel of his Berretta, and three inches in front of him, his knife buried in their throat. He'd not exactly feared death, but found it a waste of his time. Zion was a perfectionist, in his shooting as well as his day-to-day life. His weapons where always clean, and mechanically sound. He had trained himself to the limits of human ability. He'd seen men with regenerative biomods heal after being shot, in a matter of seconds, but they still died if you shot them enough. The immortality fascinated the young mercenary, vampirism might not be the evil thing most people saw it as...

Zion watches the bout with his typical analytical stare.

'Good form, but it's still flash over effectiveness... interesting how they heal, though. Bullets don't work... healing's too fast. Major Bray might want to visit here, I'll drop him a line when I get a chance...'

Peter studied the deathblows and elemental hocus-pocus the pair threw at each other, fascianted by the fact that they didn't die. All of his military and mercenary career, people had died around him. He'd seen them die through the scope of his rifle, down the barrel of his Berretta, and three inches in front of him, his knife buried in their throat. He'd not exactly feared death, but found it a waste of his time. Zion was a perfectionist, in his shooting as well as his day-to-day life. His weapons where always clean, and mechanically sound. He had trained himself to the limits of human ability. He'd seen men with regenerative biomods heal after being shot, in a matter of seconds, but they still died if you shot them enough. The immortality fascinated the young mercenary, vampirism might not be the evil thing most people saw it as...

Josua smirked as he watched the two "Ah brings back memorys," he say to himself as he reaches behind his back and feels the area were the blade entered his body. The spot was numb and each time he touched it he recalled the vivid memorys and the pain.

dp

First Benjamin had been looking forward to see Qui's and Rave's fight. If a student, even such a powereful one like Katarina was able to show up with more magic he had ever seen in his live before just to end a little duell between students what would those two be able to do?

Then the fight had begun and surpassed everything he had expected. But now... he didn't know how the others felt but for him this looked more like a real fight for death than an example for combat tactics.

Then the fight started, and continued like flashes of light as the lightning and the flames crossed with eachother, unleashed energy through the room....

Daedalis looked as her hair flowed like water when the magic ran wild through the room, and little bolts of lightning cracked between her fingers. Then she realized how dangerous was to her to see that fight...

She was a Leech, an elf who drinks magic. She absorbed the energy of the mages nearby and drained the air. That's why the masters of Hoeth didn't wanted to teach her the secrets of magic, because she was capable of draining them dry of magic. The more powerful the subject who unleashed the magic was, the more her involuntary hunger dominated her mind and her senses.

Her eyes turned blue with an electric tone, as she absorbed the energy protuding from the fight, her hair turned silver and her skin grey as a delicate marble, her clothes starting to float around her as if a magnetic field was covering the elven maiden.

Oh great, he thought. I'm not going to be able to learn anything from this... what is it suposed to teach me? That were inferiour to them? Or perhaps you have to be supernatural to learn their lessions.... The fight was too fast for him to follow, to evaluate... everyone else seemed to know what they were watching, but Michael stood confused... though he kept his stance as alert as ready as always, it was a habit he learned at home.

He continued to watch the two, now using unknown forces to him all based around elements... it was like something from a book, or watched on a late night cheesy sci-fi film, he didn't think people were really like this... maybe it's something in the water he thought, his naturally resistant mind kept his thoughts his own.

Michael looked over to the elf and noticed she was floating slightly in the air, he would of thought it was something to do with her casting a spell or something were it not for her facial expression...

"Are you okay?" He asked in a concerned voice... "You look pale... and your hair has changed colour..."

"I...I'm not feeling right. They're...they're unleashing too much power, and I'm absorbing it", she said with a cavernous voice as she covered her eyes with her hands. "You don't believe about magic, I feel how you dispel the energy around you". She took a deep breath and then continued, "I absorb magic, but I don't know how to control the energy, it's involuntary, I can't manage too much energy".

"I think we better get to the front desk then, I'm sure we can calm you down there... I find a cup of tea helps me calm down, or failing that we could get some water." With a look of genuine concern, Michael simply helped the elf get some distance away from the various energies zapping around the room, carefully trying supporting her wieght, unsure if she would even weigh anything before pulling her away from the powerful forces at work. Upon leaving the room he asked her. "What's your name anyways? I'm Michael..."


OOC: He's not the pariah I explained... that would put fear into any magic person and Rave couldn't see me, I decided against that guy...

Qui took a sword from the wall. Rave readied herself dodging the slash. Her hand emitted a flame, but someone caught her eye. She looked at Daedalis...and put the pieces together. "Daeda...." Before she could finish a violent pain was felt at her side...and Qui stepped back two feet.

Rave's eyes went wide. She placed her hand to her side, and looked at them. Her sanguine blood upon them. She looked back at Qui with a piercing stare... She placed her hand on the hilt of the sword. Slowely, she pulled it from her stomach. The metal tore against her flesh and she cringed. She grabbed it with her right hand and placed her left on the open wound. Slowely, a white light was emited...it would not take her natural healing to heal that wound. With her right hand she glared at Qui...

Her arm muscles tensed and the sword flew through the air, missing but centimeters from Qui's face and sticking into the wall. The sound of the metal still moving could be heard as Qui brought his hands up to steady it.

Rave looked at him. She was physically drained from the healing of the wound, and she couldn't continue...but her concern wasn't for herself but for her student.

Qui thanked God that her aim wasn't that precise...or maybe it was. He took in a breath, and his normal appearance returned. He too had used lots of energy, though possessed, at the moment, more than she did...He looked at Daedalis.

"You take in the energy in the room..." he said, finally in observance....

"You take in the energy in the room..." he said, finally in observance....

Michael simply rolled his eyes and continued to help her get some distance from any residual magical engery in the room, supposing that magic must be something a little like radiation...

Katarina follows Daedlis and Michael out of the room, a look of concern on her face.

Joshuha smirked. "That sword looks like...... ok that is not funny," Joshua says to himself with a distastful look on his face. Somedays I wonder why I keep coming back.

Qui thought of this for a moment. Never had he thought of anything in his life as taking in the energy from a room rather than a person. It seemed then that it would be dangerous here for her...

Qui followed her out of the room. "Daedalis..." he said, following the girl, his normal appearance regained. I can help you... he said softly to her, waiting a response...

Rave layed back on the floor, exhausted from the healing. IT had been a while since she had received that much of a fight in such little time. Indeed, she needed to get back to training to build up to what she had had.

Joshua saw Rave on the floor and walked ovre to her and extendeed his hand. "Need some help up?" he asks kindly. At that moment the memory of when he was shot suddenly came back to him but he shook it off and tried to burry the images he saw.

Rave was pulled up by Joshua, and she smiled.
Gene then entered the room and grabbed her wrist.
"We're going..." she declared, and began to pull Ravelyn off toward the main hall..

"What?" Rave asked confused. "What the hell are you talking about."

"You need to get out of here..."

"Why? Genesis what the hell?"

"I'm taking you out...just trust me.."

"What about Witz?"

"He'll understand."

"You left him a note on your bed, didn't you?"

"Yes...."

"Ah..." She groaned. "Fine...fine...you don't have to be back until tommorow afternoon to teach telekenetics...but why must I go?"

"Because...just come on..."

Before Rave could protest she was pulled out to the car...

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=112516&highlight=
(didn't want to put this on this thread... so i made a new one...this link is if you want to see what happens...)

"Ok that was not expected," Joshua says to himself as he walks over to the sword that Qui pulled off the wall and Rave ended up sticking it back on the wall. He looks at it and suddenly backs up. "Ok that is not even something I want to see again," he says. Suddenly the memorys flood in by force and he falls to one knee wincing as the memory of the pain comes back

Kenja looked at Joshua with concern. "Are you alright?" She asked, walking over to him. "Don't you ever get tired of me being a nurse?" :o

"I'll be fine," Joshua says as he starts standing up "Just the memorys of last year."

"sre you ready and able to face the dangers of being taught at the Shentavo Academy? said a big knight to a young teen boy
"I am ready and able sir" replied the boy
"are you able to remain brave under the hostile coditions we expect?"
"I am ready and able" although the voice is shaky
"than there is no more I can teach you, you must learn there, may Farore shine her light upon you ." the big knight mounts his Griffon and leaves the young boy. the boy closes his eyes and a gust of cold wind blows him to the entrance. he politely knocks three times and sends a telepathic greeting to all those inside.
"My name is Nichlas Glace D'Hiver, and I am to be taught here, as requested when I was eleven years old. please, accept my presence."
(char. desc: a young boy approximately 13 years old, short light blonde hair. not very tall, looks quite light and thin, pale skin, vivid bright blue eyes, wheres a log sleeve white shirt and a pair of jeans)

Pepal just said to himself while he was watching the episode in a high window seal"Thats sure was a great demosrtation".He soon levaited back down to the floor and looked around to make sure nobody was staring at him bout the feat that he did

occ:Its one of the drows powers,that levation was not godmod for future refrence.

OOC: Drizzt's Army, just for future reference, things magic related, as long as RPed well and not uber power of doom here are acceptable most probably.

OCC:Thank you:sigh:

(Damn this thing moves.)

Inari had already gone to his room and got set up. He then drifted down to the AC room, to find a fight already in progress. It involved magic, and was soon stopped. After that, Rave and Qui fought. There was a strange feeling in the air during the fight, as though the Chakra* was being sucked out of him. The two fighters stopped quickly, both looking worn out.

Inari speculated that with all of these people here, many interesting things would happen.

(*ninja magic used for jutsu, or ninja magic techniques. Sorry, I've been watching a lot of Naruto lately.)

The little elven girl followed the others out, to regain her conscience again. She looked to Katarina first, unable to maintain her eyes fixed in the senior student's face, then she looked at the handsome face of the admired Academy Master, mumbling several words as he approached and spoke to her.

"Ma...master Qui, I didn't wanted to interrumpt your duel with Lady Rave, I hope you're not....you're not...angry at me. It's not my fault!, I can't, can't control it, the hunger, it just takes control over me and I start to absorb magic like a sponge. The stronger the magic, the stronger the source, the stronger the absortion", she said staring at the floor as in deep shame, as expecting harsh words or worst...rejection. She was trying to give an explanation to Qui, something that could ease her punishment...

"I suppose you don't believe me, but it's true, I can't control it. I was born with that power, that's why no mage wants to teach me magic because they're afraid of what could happened. I'm a leech, a parasite of the mages. As I can't create magic of my own, I need to stole it, to absorb it from the air, from the wizards, from anything. Pardon me, Master, Is Lady Rave ok?, Can I do something to fix what I have done?", she spoke quickly, at the end raising her head to meet the Master's gaze, in her face an expression of guilt and embarrasment making her blush.

Ignus observed the fight between Qui and Rave. The things he had heard had not been exaggerated! He was amazed by the erngies they collected so easily and exchanged, he felt his entire body feel the magic waves, as it tinged. he felt the magic been drawn....yet there was a terrfying feeling of being drained...of course he could not have known. he simply felt that magic being drained and it frightened him.


"Ma...master Qui, I didn't wanted to interrumpt your duel with Lady Rave, I hope you're not....you're not...angry at me. It's not my fault!, I can't, can't control it, the hunger, it just takes control over me and I start to absorb magic like a sponge. The stronger the magic, the stronger the source, the stronger the absortion", she said staring at the floor as in deep shame, as expecting harsh words or worst...rejection. She was trying to give an explanation to Qui, something that could ease her punishment...

"I suppose you don't believe me, but it's true, I can't control it. I was born with that power, that's why no mage wants to teach me magic because they're afraid of what could happened. I'm a leech, a parasite of the mages. As I can't create magic of my own, I need to stole it, to absorb it from the air, from the wizards, from anything. Pardon me, Master, Is Lady Rave ok?, Can I do something to fix what I have done?", she spoke quickly, at the end raising her head to meet the Master's gaze, in her face an expression of guilt and embarrasment making her blush.

Ignus stood away from the girl, looking at her in extreme caution. Magic was his single most important thing, his only defence and offence and this girl can drain it absent mindedly! This is impossible!

Ignus simply watched on with curiousity on Qui's reaction, but Ignus looked as though he had seen a ghost.

Giarc stayed in his chair, watching the fight with interest. When it finished and Rave was dragged away, he watched the other events unfold with interest, running his hand along his stubble, making a reasonably quiet scratching noise.

"Shhh...." he said softly to her. "Slow down my dear. I'm not angry with you at all." he smiled softly. "That's a powerful magic you have, in your own form. Though I may warn you, it may be dangerous in classes which involve magic. I just want you to realize that. But with time, you'll be able to control it." He rested his hands on either sides of the girls temples. "I, in a way, am a leech as well if you think about it." He observered her eyes, and she felt a calming wave sweep over her. For some reason, she felt relaxed.
"I need you to do something, and follow my directions carefully, for otherwise it will be futile." he reassured her with a smile, then continued. "Close you eyes. See before you nothing at all. Just a white wall before you. Think of nothing but that but my voice guiding you." In this, his mind began to awake.

Benjamin stepped next to the man sitting in a chair. 'The guy with the gun' he recalled, Giar or something like that.

"Do you have any idea what happened here?" he asked. "This elf has something to do with it, doesn't she?"

OOC: Sometimes I really wish I used the Pariah instead...

After helping the little elven girl out of the room, Michael went off to get a cup of tea without really thinking about it... though it took him a while to get directions to where he may get one. Afterwards he brought it back and lay it beside Qui before heading off to the front desk to find out where he was supposed to be.

For a moment he felt a twinge of regret, but being a rather simple (simple not being the same as stupid) lad he didn't really think much of it, he needed to know what was going on and this place was dauntingly unusual of any training academy he ever heard of... everyone was prepared to fight, the guns and sparring showed that... Michael wasn't... he's here to learn for both himself and his country, it all didn't seem to be the sort of environment you could learn anything in as you worried about being challenged by some hot head or being shot by some trigger happy student who's had a bad day... Ohwell, Micheal thought. I'm sure this is all normal of a magical place... though I wonder how anyone learnt magic in the first place...

OOC: Damn you people have been busy...

IC: Santiana left the AC room and went o Qui's office as told. SHe waited outside, leaning against a wall. Interesting fight. Confusing as hell, but interesting.

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Domino simply observed mentally from her place on the other wing's roof. She moved to go see why Rave had left but slipped when pain racked her mind and body. The first mistake of that sort in years... one that sent her down through a tree and into the ground, where she lauy for a few minutes before getting up and removing the small branch from her leg and healed it faster than she ever could have before as her mind and soul went cold again.

The next step was about to start.

Joshua reached into his pocket and pulled the vile of nano-bots once again and opened it leting the contents spill over his hand. Slowly it began to form together and took the shape of Joshua's katana. "Looks like this year the little combat and fights from last year might be alot more risky to most of the normal students," he says as he reaches into his shirt and pulls out the old sniper rifle bulet and pockets it.

Daedalis relaxed indeed as she felt Qui's inner essence invading her. Finally she felt guided, one of the things that she always wanted, one of her deepest dreams. But first she needed to concentrate and do like her new master said.

She closed her eyes, trying to imagine the white wall, trying to erase all thoughts from her mind, just concentrating in Qui's voice...

Benjamin stepped next to the man sitting in a chair. 'The guy with the gun' he recalled, Giar or something like that.

"Do you have any idea what happened here?" he asked. "This elf has something to do with it, doesn't she?"

Giarc looked up and the newcomer.

"Hmm... I'm still trying to figure that one out. From what I've gathered, Rave got into a fight/spar (Whatever you want to call it), Qui was winning, then Rave launched a sword at him. Then some woman grabbed Rave and dragged her away. After that, that twat from Phala... Phalanicks? Walked over there," He pointed at a wall, "And collapsed. Some bird who was a nurse asked him he was okay... Oh yeah, the elf girl was draining Rave's magic, or something.

"It's all very strange.." He finished.

Ignus observed Qui at work, teaching her. He still felt threatened by her...but he was begining to think that threat would fade now, due to Qui's guidance. Of course, if she ever thought of attacking him....then.

Damn this all! A girl terrorfying me! The Gods do have a sense of humor....her abilitys are great indeed....

"It's all very strange.." He finished.

Ignus looked at him and simply commented breifly while looking at Qui and the girl, "How can one not expect the unusual here?"

Giarc raised an eyebrow at Ignus' comment before saying, "Unusual for a gunslinger who's come here for the first time..."

Laughing lightly, Lana turned to Giarc, who she had overheard speaking to Ignus. She knew exactly how he felt, she couldn't help remembering her first experience of the academy.

"You'll get used to it. It's kind of like this most of the time." She smiled as she offered her hand. "I'm Lana, second year manipulations and AC student."

"At least it's interesting to see what's possible." Benjamin said, standing at the other side of Giarc.

Joshua suddenly feels a surge of anger flow through him. "You do know that I can hear your rat like voice," he says to Giarc. "And I doubt you would be able to beat me even if you had the advantage." With that coment he turns around and smirks the faint outline of his fangs pressed against his lower and uper lips.

Katarina spins around and says "Now Joshua, you know better than to be mean to the other students. Now, will you stop being rude or must i call Kenja in to make you stop?" as she says the final sentace, she makes a whipping motion with her arm and chuckles.


ooc: sorry... It's just so fun to piss him off.

Joshua just sent a bone chilling glair at Katarina. "Oh so your taking sides with the ones with bloated pride? And I do what I want. I can take care of my self and I know when to stop and this is a moment when the new students need to be broken in to the fact that they are not as powerful as they think they are," Joshua says as he swings the graceful yet deadly katana back an forthJoshua just sent a bone chilling glair at Katarina. "Oh so your taking sides with the ones with bloated pride? And I do what I want. I can take care of my self and I know when to stop and this is a moment when the new students need to be broken in to the fact that they are not as powerful as they think they are," Joshua says as he swings the graceful yet deadly katana back an forth

(a double post within One post? That's new. :) )

Uncertain if to take this for real or if it was a joke he couldn't understand Benjamin looked at the blade-swinging student.

"Sounds as if you have some experience with 'new students overestimating themselves'. May I ask how comes? Maybe self-made experiences?" he asked in a light tone.

Qui shot a glance at the ones speaking around him. "Don't listen to them, just focus on my voice. I don't want you to be afraid...this may feel...uncomfortable. Don't worry just listen to my voice...." He closed his eyes as well, his hands directly upon her temples.

She felt a sharp jolt...then nothing...the pain slowely faded away. Qui searched her mind. "Concentrate on my voice..." he said softly. So much energy uncontrolled and unharnessed. He becan to drain it slowely, enough so she became stable again. She saw him in her mind as he used to be. His dark hair fell unkempt over his eyes, both the same color. A smile crossed his face and she felt a slight ache as he took his hands from her temples...but the overwhelming energy had decreased significantly.

"Relax..." he said softly, placing his hand upon the side of her face. "Breathe deeply." He thought for a moment. "You will learn how to control this by the end of the year. See me after every class for twenty minutes...I will help you...."

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After helping the little elven girl out of the room, Michael went off to get a cup of tea without really thinking about it... though it took him a while to get directions to where he may get one. Afterwards he brought it back and lay it beside Qui before heading off to the front desk to find out where he was supposed to be.

OOC: I think I may start kartwheeling everywhere...

Pepal Levaitated up on a high window seal and just sat there listening to the conversations and just stares at Qui a little bit thinking"I hope I don't get in trouble for this"

"Funny bout the warining that woman down below said to Johusa" "This sure is going to be intresting" he said to himself/

"I was like that years ago but after I fought Qui I was diffrent. I still have the scar where the sword entered my back," Joshua says his gaze becoming even colder "And if you think I have a feeling of bloated pride think again. I've seen thgins that would make most people swallow thier pride and get into the fetal postion and try to forget it. I've seen hell its self. I've been shot with a sniper rifle and took the round to my head. Even ask Rave about it or do you need to see the round?" Joshua then pulls out the sniper round. The dried patches of blood and other tissue still clung to it.

Domino walked along one of the sidewalks, sending a few pulses a dark energy into the sky, testing her new powers. "Nice..."

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Santiana still waited outside Qui's office, waiting.

"Hmm intresting story" "So thats the bullet that you been hitted by,am I correct"

"Yes this is the round that ended up doing the most harm to me other than the sword strike from Qui," Joshua says as he pockets the round.

into joshua's minds katarina projects the words "Joshua I do not side with them because of their beliefs, which may indeed be flawed. Rather, i side with them because perhaps, then, i may have a positive influence upon those beliefs and change them to more acceptable and less rude ones. Also, they are new students. In the coming months their minds will gone over with a fine toothed comb, any and all beliefs about magic and the supernatural will be changed, and their world will literally crumble beneath them. They could use some support. Now, as an old friend and classmate, please be easier on them?"

She says outloud, to Giarc, "Giarc, it would be a bit courteuos to not insult the other students. It would also be agood idea to not insult the ones who could rip your hear out and eat it before you moved a muscle."

I wasn't talking about the others only that annoying prick Giarc. I know the others seem to have a open mind but Giarc needs to be thought a leason in respect, Joshua quickly replies. He smirks at the coment about ripping the heart oout. "I wouldn't rip his heart out. Besides I don't each humans."

Katarina sends to joshua again, saying "Hmm, i supose your right. Well, i dunno, challenge him or something. Im on hand and can heal if one of you gets hurt."

I'd rather him with his pride at stake challenge me. I'd love to see him piss his pants when my sword cleaves his weapon in two.

"I hope that doesn't occur with me or anything,Im not the combat type,Im more to discover the power withn yourself rather than using a weapon to challenge my enemys"Nepal just levataites in mid air while him and Joshusa have their brief chit-chat.

(OOC: Inari should face Joshua in a spar. Sometime.)

Inari felt the draining feeling go away as the elven girl moved farther away, and stood up. He was actually breathing heavier than usual from the amount of Chakra he had lost. He fomed a quick seal with his hands and concentrated his remaining Chakra to his lungs. His breathing evened out quickly, and he could feel his energy returning.

He looked around again. There was no profile on several of these people. He would have to get intelligence to look into them.

(OOC: I've decided to have IC profiles on the most powerful and dangerous people in nationstates. In case they have to be dealt with.)

Turning around Katarina says "Anyone up for a spar. Im bored and want to work out the kinks in my muscles and my mind"

Inari stood at the offer of something to do.

"I'll spar."

"Well this will be intresting"he says after the breif chit-chat with Johusa.He levataties in the air in a high window seal near Inari.

"Very well" says Katarina. she concentrates for a moment, and reaches out in front of her, plucking a thin pair of curved swords out of the air. "Dont worry, they are blunted. Is magic to be allowed?"

"Lets not use magic." He takes out his Kunai from his side pack. He twirls it in his hand. "This blade will only cut if I wish it to."

(Kunai is a ninja throwing/fighting knife with about a 7 inch blade.)

Giarc coughed lightly and said, good-humouredly, "Gunslinger. Not ninja, fighter-mage..." He looked at Joshua with a sneer, "Or a prat who boasts about... what? Being shot in the head or having a sword through your back? Seems to me like you need to get a new line of trade.

"Besides, I'm still trying to get over jet-lag, so I don't think I'll be sparring for a while."

OOC: It's nothin' personal, Phalanix. He's just like that.

Qui left toward his office with a nod of acknowledgement, and his sight fell upon Satiana. "What can I do for you?" he asked, looking her over.

Daedalis nodded to Qui, bowing slightly, "Thank you, Master, thank you for helping me, I'll do as you said", she said, smiling in acknowledgement.

When the Master left she turned to Katarina, "Oh, you're going to fight that guy now?. I'm wondering if you have permission from the Masters. I know you're a teacher and everything, my Lady, but it would be strange if you commit the same fault than the two...", she suddenly stopped, realizing she was critizicing an older student.

The cup of tea Michael left still lay beside Daedalis, though now it was cold and probably wouldn't have the same affect as Michael had hoped.

Meanwhile, after navigating his way through the Shentavo Adacemy, Michael reached the front desk, he wore his slightly confused look but smiled none the less in the hope that it would all make sense soon once he spoke to someone who knew something... if he was lucky they may not challenge him to a fight either, or turn out to be a ninja pirate or something.

"Errm... excuse me, I was told this is the place to find out which room I'm supposed to be staying at and who I can expect to be bunking with... if anyone... oh, and could you tell me when and where the lesson time tables are going to be put up to?"

*Double*

"no the others used magic. If we were going to use magic, we would be fighting in an arcane dueling room. This is well within the rules."
Turning, she bows to Inari, and gets into her stance. "Begin whenever you are ready, Inari."

"Oh, sorry then", said Daedalis looking at the floor again. Then she picked up the cup of tea Michael brought her a took a deep sip from it "Oh, he was so nice. Where did he go?, I need to thank him...I should go and find him", said the elven girl, leaving the rest of the students in the hall.

Santiana stood up. "You can get rid of that... thing walking around this academy. She is not what you remember. Not a by a long shot. She went rogue a month ago. Nearly killed her partner, Drake, hauled off and destroyed a military base. She's wanted by every agency and military branch in Crimmond. She is dangerous. Get rid of her. Better yet, make sure she hurts no one else. Ever again..."

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Domino sat at the pool, resting. She caught a snippit of the conversation mentally and bared her double set of fangs. "Why? Why must they follow me? I only want peace!" the last syllable of that word shouted, echoing for a minute, then returning to silence...

As the person on the desk looked through her notes for the name "Michael Willis" was looking around at the buildings design, slightly impressed but not in awe. As he was doing this he turned to see Daedalis walking around with a look like she was searching for something...

"I'll just be a moment" Michael told the clerk at the desk. He turned to her and walked in his normal high posture stance (often seen in Iuthians due to their sense of disapline). His smile was almost full, the elf seemed to have regained the colour in her hair and face. Michael looked pretty glad to see her.

"It's nice to see you are ok... I take it...err... Qee* was able to help you" He stated with a open smile.


* Phonetic spelling I assure you.

Ignus felt the girl's powers fade a little, in choice or submission to Qui he did not know. It did not matter...as long as that girl did not interupt his magic...

He walked out of the AC room, mentallly fatigued. He was tierd from the duel, he was tierd from that girl. He decided to go outside and get some fresh air outside. He did not know where a garden or something was...he just wanted somewhere to relax and recollect his thoughts.

He walked a little while up a passageway and paused. He closed his eyes and made a simple mind's eye. It was a navigation spell, one which was useful for exploration and the like. He searched the first floor, he dare not try the upper ones. He had no reason or buisness to go there. He found a place where he could relax and headed there slowly, his black velvet clothes gliding with his presance. He looked tierd.

(OOC Urm, where is somewhere he could relax?)

"It seems so", said the elf. "I want to thank you for what you'd done, worrying about me, bringing that tea and everything", she said, blushing.

"Qui seems to be a powerful Master of magic. I don't have those powers, I just react to them in an involuntary manner...but I came here to learn", she said to Michael, a little embarassed.

"Tiring duel wasn't it"said Pepal above Ignus head still on the high window seal.

"Something like that....do you know where there is a garden or something? I need to clear my head, to get my thoughts together." Ignus said rather irritably, his mind was fatigured but that only made him more cynical.

After being in the military for a couple years, Michael's understanding of people wasn't as good as it could of been and his clothes seemed to mimic this slight detachment from real life... they resembled uniform in the way that they were all a dark grey like that of an Iuthian Army Recruit, one on shoulder a flag could be seen.

Otherwise Michael looked like another other twenty-something boy of his age, his pale face looked young and without scars, but not without imperfections. His eyes were blue and naive, almost innocent. His hair was well trimmed and uniform, but it wasn't short like you'd expect from a military cadet... just given enough attention so that he woudn't have any trouble with it. While he wasn't an athelete or a model, his body seemed to suggest that he exercised enough to keep up with the march... not well toned but built to withstand punishment. Overall, he was very much like a young soldier... he had no wounds, no mental scars... just a lad full of a naive hopes and dreams, untouched by the horrors of war.

"Don't worry about it... I would of done the same for anyone, you just seemed to react badly to their sparring. I'm sure they will be more careful next time." He smiled again in statisfaction.

"And they probably went through the same thing as you have... I doubt everyone starts off knowing how to control their powers, you'll learn with time and I'm sure they will help the best they can... I only know first aid so I doubt I'll be much good in helping you..." He looked down for a moment, before remembering something and looking up again.

"I'm sorry, I forget to ask... what's your name?" He was begining to blush a little himself, but it didn't look as natural as Daedalis's blush.

"Something like that....do you know where there is a garden or something? I need to clear my head, to get my thoughts together." Ignus said rather irritably, his mind was fatigured but that only made him more cynical.

"Um,Im a first year myself,but I think there might be a gardern or something around here,I think all of these academies have them"

"Hmmm." Ignus hummed in agreement of some sort. He walked off, he did not care if it seemed rude. He set out to find some peace.

(OOC I am assuming this Rave, please correct me if I am wrong, I am just trying to remember things from last time... :) )

Ignus walked slowly, his soft shoews creating hardly any noise. He liked his solitude, he did not have to defend himself, make excuses, be nasty, nothing. He prefered it because he could be left alone with his thoughts.

He walked outside to a small peaceful area, it was just grass, with a small fountain in the center where a few small bids fluttered too and fro from it. The babbling of the water playing was calming, and Ignus slowly sat down on the bench.

He closed his eyes for a short moment and sighed. He opened them again and simply loked at the water, thinking about the duel. Thinking about what he had done, how he could have done better.

Ignus was a strange sight in this place. Here was all of this beautiful scenary, the natural grass which seemed to glow, the fluid movements of the ater as the gushed playfully from a stone statue of a mythological creature, and the bird flying around with no care, and here sat was a figure all dressed in black robes, with his pale skin. It was constrasting, he looked like an intruder. In fact, Ignus noticed that the birds had become slightly more jumpy. It did not matter Ignus thought. One should expect it.

"Hmmm." Ignus hummed in agreement of some sort. He walked off, he did not care if it seemed rude. He set out to find some peace.

(OOC I am assuming this Rave, please correct me if I am wrong, I am just trying to remember things from last time... :) )

Ignus walked slowly, his soft shoews creating hardly any noise. He liked his solitude, he did not have to defend himself, make excuses, be nasty, nothing. He prefered it because he could be left alone with his thoughts.

He walked outside to a small peaceful area, it was just grass, with a small fountain in the center where a few small bids fluttered too and fro from it. The babbling of the water playing was calming, and Ignus slowly sat down on the bench.

He closed his eyes for a short moment and sighed. He opened them again and simply loked at the water, thinking about the duel. Thinking about what he had done, how he could have done better.

Ignus was a strange sight in this place. Here was all of this beautiful scenary, the natural grass which seemed to glow, the fluid movements of the ater as the gushed playfully from a stone statue of a mythological creature, and the bird flying around with no care, and here sat was a figure all dressed in black robes, with his pale skin. It was constrasting, he looked like an intruder. In fact, Ignus noticed that the birds had become slightly more jumpy. It did not matter Ignus thought. One should expect it.

Joshua just skaes his head. He wasn't boasting . If he was he would most likely be about his 20,000+ kill count or his record setting 3000 meter shot with a basic M6D handgun with only a x2 sight. Even though Joshua was tired from almost 4 days of no sleep from his recent premotion to the new Advance Scout and Assult unit as the squad leader leaving Phoenix to deal with the recent outbreak of vampire attacks. He just decides to walk off. Swiftly he tosses the katana in the air and befor anyone can blink pulls out the empty vile. suddenly the katana stops mid air and slowly starts to melt. A small stream of the liquid flows into the vile. After it fills up he walks out of the room and towards one of the feilds he had found refuge in befor.

(The same feild that Ignus is in, or somewhere else?)

((Same one for the hell of it))

(OOC Urm can I have a very brief character description, just two lines to jog my memory of Joshua please?)

Ignus kept his eyes closed, recalling his spells. He was just relaxing, letting the fatigue in his limbs fade, recovering himself from the duel and that damned girl!

He thought about the girl, those powers she had could deabilitiate him beyond measure. That feelign of abject terror he felt when he sensed his magic being leeched...He shuddered uncontrolable for a second even thinking about it.

Pepal just sits at the high window seal for a while then levatates back down on the floor and goes outside on the steps and just sits there looking at the sky and the gardern and Johusa and Ignus have solitude.

Giarc shook his head.

"That guy should get out more..." He muttered, while he reloaded his Colt, and then spinning the chamber in and out of the barrel.

occ:what me?

Ignus open his eyes, looking towards the blue sky with it's lazy cloud populance slowly going about thier day. He stared at it vacantly, observing those things which an uncaring eye as he brought his head down again, and thought that he should revise upon his magic. When he tried to recall his spells, he could not, the words where riddles in his mind.

He took a rather large leather bound book which was slung securely inside of his left jacket pocket. It was specialy tailored with the use in mind, he produced the book easily. Putting his hand across the smooth cover loving, he opened it. A page full of mysties. Another and another. Pages which he had not decifered, spells of power which he could not use, he lacked the power. He had tried on in his arragonce and collapsed from fatigue for many days. The spell had worked however...that much there was pride for.

No Ignus reminded himself, you are not powerful enough. You need more practice, that duel drained you, it shows how much more you need to train.

Ignus flicked to the begining, to the basic spells of drawing the energies, how to form raw blasts of magic, basic cantrips and some more powerful elemental spells. That ice storm was one of his most powerful spells which he could cast easily and with confidance. He was pleased that he managed to cast it with other spells occouring. Soon he would move onto a new spell....

Continuing to relearn those difficult texts of magic, he restored his memory slowly and carefully, running the words over in his head.

OOC: This damn thing moves fast. Four pages... geez.

IC:

Zion watches as the fight ends. He'd have to look into this vampirisum thing...

OOC: This damn thing moves fast. Four pages... geez.

IC:

Zion watches as the fight ends. He'd have to look into this vampirisum thing...

(OC Tell me about it! Timezone are a real pain...Feel free to talk to my character anyone, my chracter might react nastily, but that is just him.)

OOC: Pete's not much of a talker. He's an observer, which is probably why he's a great sniper.

Pepal just stares at Ignus and the birds floating around."I wonder how the duel made him so tired,he looks like he sure has alot of endurance"he thought.The sun got to him and contacted his skin"Damn sun,we might not melt in the sun like the drow from the Underdark might,but the sun still
gives our skin to feel numb"he said.

"I do not wish to have her here either," Qui admitted (pronounced Key if some were confused :D ) He slowly opened the door to his office. "Come in, we have much to speak of."

He sat at his desk, the night drawing toward midnight, and tommorow would start the classes. He ran his hand along the glass over the mahogany surface, and directed his attention toward Santiana.

"Tell me," he said. "Everything that has changed with her..."

OOC: Drizzit, no. He was talking about Joshua.

IC:

Giarc stood up and started walking around the room, just to stretch his legs for a while.

((Sorry for not posting those little lines about Joshua so soon school was a bitch. Any ways his first year he was cocky and thought he was better than most others. During his second year he discovered the vampire DNA located in his system slowly changing him also during that year he fought Qui and was stabed with a sword cutting his spine and also turned into a vampire to save his life he was later healed.))

Santiana walked in and stood. A habit the military instilled in her. "I can only tell you what I know. WHich means what was in... certian unconfirmed reports from a department that doesn't exist. Don't ask how I got them."

She retells everything she knew about Domino since she returned. "First Domino just seemed more isolated than normal, then more violent. She went from cold hearted to ruthless to totally dismissive of mortals lives, killing two instructers in a spar. They tried to detain her and ship her back to Skye, the capital. She eneded up destroying most of the base when her transformation revealed itself. I think that's where my ship was sent to. That also explains why I can't contact them right now."

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Domino leaves the pool area and enters the building, walking around it. I was ready to be destroyed. I never got the chance. Now the transformation is accelerating... I am gaining more power than I can control. Soon... soon I will be able to rest. she thinks to herself. Her body and mind is prducing enough energy that all the psychics would be able to tell where she was, generally and to Qui, she would be as visable as if she was standing in a dark room with a spotlight.

OOC: I always prounounced it as it was spelled. Qui... 'K-Why'.... oh well. I now know. :)

"Daedalis....Daeldalis Vorpalis", she said as she extended her hand to the Iuthian soldier, removing her cloak, revealing her delicate figure, dressed in a pair soft velvet trousers and a deep blue shirt made of the finest silk. It was funny to see that a pair of riding boots completed the outfit, giving a manly touch to her femenine features.

She smiled, filling her eyes with a shining light, as she felt her heart touched by the sympathy of the young soldier. She was like him, anyway, not like the usual grim Sindarin of Aelosia, elves tired of the injustice and suffering. She was still a naive maiden, untried, untrained and untested. Her deep blue eyes spoke of dreams and hopes, and her smile was fresh and open.

ooc: dammit, wheres me sparring partner.

Michael took a moment to take in the view before him, elves were much more humble in Iuthia partly due to the Iuthian life style, their clothing was much like that of a human, those in the military wore the uniform like everyone else... though all elves seem to have perfect skin and more regal features then humans. He had never seen an elf in elven clothing before.

He drew himself from her smile and rallied his senses before noticing she had her arm extended as to notion some form of ettiquette on his part. At home this would have been a offer of assistance if he had fallen... Michael thought back to old form diplomacy.

He reached out hold her hand and knelt before Daedalis to kiss her delicate hand. Then he meekly kissed the back of her hand before telling her his name. "I'm Michael Willis... it's my first year here and I don't have a clue what I'm doing, to be honest this is my first time out of the Urbanites region..."

A little more red in the face then before, Michael got up.


OOC Note: The person at the front desk is still looking for my accomadation details and other information I asked for... Rave or anyone else RPing the admin staff of this institution may want to give me the information before I make it up as I go along...

OOC Location Note: This is for the convience of wandering characters, occasionally I will add to a peice of RP should I feel that my location isn't obvious. Michael is currently at the front desk waiting for information about where he sleeps.

Zion exits the AC room, deciding to go for a quick run. After stashing his Berretta M96 in his quarters, he exits the acadamy and goes for a quick run around the campus. This served a double purpose: It was good exercise, and it allowed him to study any entry/exit points on the exterior of the acadamy. Peter was somewhat paranoid, he chalked it up to looking through a scope for ten years, never knowing what was behind him. As he ran, he noted the other students, taking breaks before classes started.

'Windows, roof, doors... standard stuff. The way this place is built, one would be hard-pressed to successfully take and control the whole facility...'

Zion continued his run, deciding to focus more on running than the tactical ups and downs of his new, temporary home.

Michael took a moment to take in the view before him, elves were much more humble in Iuthia partly due to the Iuthian life style, their clothing was much like that of a human, those in the military wore the uniform like everyone else... though all elves seem to have perfect skin and more regal features then humans. He had never seen an elf in elven clothing before.

He drew himself from her smile and rallied his senses before noticing she had her arm extended as to notion some form of ettiquette on his part. At home this would have been a offer of assistance if he had fallen... Michael thought back to old form diplomacy.

He reached out hold her hand and knelt before Daedalis to kiss her delicate hand. Then he meekly kissed the back of her hand before telling her his name. "I'm Michael Willis... it's my first year here and I don't have a clue what I'm doing, to be honest this is my first time out of the Urbanites region..."

A little more red in the face then before, Michael got up.


OOC Note: The person at the front desk is still looking for my accomadation details and other information I asked for... Rave or anyone else RPing the admin staff of this institution may want to give me the information before I make it up as I go along...

OOC Location Note: This is for the convience of wandering characters, occasionally I will add to a peice of RP should I feel that my location isn't obvious. Michael is currently at the front desk waiting for information about where he sleeps.

ooc: Micheal, it honestly doesnt matter where you stay. Make up a ferking room number or something, we all just claim rooms and keep them. As to class schedules, i imagine rave will be posting something in the next 24hrs or so, and my class will start tomorrow.

Michael took a moment to take in the view before him, elves were much more humble in Iuthia partly due to the Iuthian life style, their clothing was much like that of a human, those in the military wore the uniform like everyone else... though all elves seem to have perfect skin and more regal features then humans. He had never seen an elf in elven clothing before.

He drew himself from her smile and rallied his senses before noticing she had her arm extended as to notion some form of ettiquette on his part. At home this would have been a offer of assistance if he had fallen... Michael thought back to old form diplomacy.

He reached out hold her hand and knelt before Daedalis to kiss her delicate hand. Then he meekly kissed the back of her hand before telling her his name. "I'm Michael Willis... it's my first year here and I don't have a clue what I'm doing, to be honest this is my first time out of the Urbanites region..."

A little more red in the face then before, Michael got up.


OOC Note: The person at the front desk is still looking for my accomadation details and other information I asked for... Rave or anyone else RPing the admin staff of this institution may want to give me the information before I make it up as I go along...

OOC Location Note: This is for the convience of wandering characters, occasionally I will add to a peice of RP should I feel that my location isn't obvious. Michael is currently at the front desk waiting for information about where he sleeps.

ooc: Micheal, it honestly doesnt matter where you stay. Make up a ferking room number or something, we all just claim rooms and keep them. As to class schedules, i imagine rave will be posting something in the next 24hrs or so, and my class will start tomorrow.

"Room 122," a man said at the desk without turning around. Not once did he look at the people before him, nor turn towards them. So this is what it has become... he thought to himself silently with a wry smile upon his face.
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Domino... Qui communicated to her I need to meet with you...now. he stood up, looking at Santiana with a quick glance of urgency. He didn't care what she said...he didn't care what Rave would say...

Peter returns to his room, number 129, for a quick shower after his run. He wasn't sure when his classes started, and he was still suffering from some jet-lag from his flight to the region. A nap might be in order before he did anything else.

OOC: Micheal, it honestly doesnt matter where you stay. Make up a room number or something, we all just claim rooms and keep them. As to class schedules, I imagine Rave will be posting something in the next 24hrs or so, and my class will start tomorrow.

I have to ask one way or the other and I've been doing so for a while because there are ways to do things in someone elses RP. If I make something up I need to know it's ok for me to do so, otherwise I may end up ruining Rave's master plan. It anoys me when someone RP's my characters so I have to ask permission or for information before I RP someone elses... it's just polite and fair.

So I'm sorry if I come across as someone who isn't too happy... but I felt I needed to get a answer one way or another. Next time I'll telegram Rave and avoid all this awarkward RP stuff.

Joshuua stoped in the feild and smiled. He was here befor as was Phoenix when he found out the news that ended up changing everything.

I may end up ruining Rave's master plan. It anoys me when someone RP's my characters so I have to ask permission or for information before I RP someone elses...
So I'm sorry if I come across as someone who isn't too happy... but I felt I needed to get a answer one way or another. Next time I'll telegram Rave and avoid all this awarkward RP stuff.

(It's answered now. By the way, Iuthia, in this thread, stuff like that you can make up. There is a reason I don't go into great description is because it's for you guys to make up. It's not really all up to me, I may be the DM, but still. I like it when everything is not set just by me, but the other people participating.)

Pepal soon levatated on top of a statue near Ignus to see what he was reading.

"Magic,strange magic I might add" he mumbled under his breath,trying to keep it quiet so he won't disturb Ignus

He sighed and began walking back towards his room (117 for those who don't know.) He slowly started thinking about what was happening back home. What the hell is causing those outbreaks? he thinks to himself.

Room 122, thought Michael... I guess thats all I need for information right now.

Once Pepal was done watching,he tells Ignus"Its getting late(Occ:is it night now or early evening?)we should get to our dorms"Then he levaitates all the way to his room,number 124.